"That's what I was thinking."
Li Yunlong took the AK-47. After asking Su Han how to use it, he aimed the muzzle at a big tree.
"Da da!"
Li Yunlong pulled the wrench, and the AK-47 let out a thunderous roar. A shuttle of bullets formed a tongue of fire and shot out, hitting the tree and creating a big hole.
"Boom!"
In the next moment, the tree could not hold on any longer and collapsed with a loud bang, raising a large cloud of dust.
"This is a real gun!"
Li Yunlong saw the effect and his love for the AK-47 instantly reached the maximum level. He couldn't put it down.
Li Yunlong had used the powerful firepower of an automatic rifle before, so he no longer cared about a manual rifle like the Tri-Bada.
"Su Han, your gun is very good, very good.”
Li Yunlong hinted at Su Han crazily.
Su Han understood and smiled.
"If Guild Leader likes it, I'll give this gun to you. Thank you for your support.”
"No, this gun was given to you by your friend. How can I take it?”
Li Yunlong said seriously.
"A good gun with a hero. In the new regiment, only the regiment commander is worthy of this gun. If the regiment commander doesn't want it, I can only throw it into the trash can.”
Su Han said cooperatively.
"Cough cough, since you insist on giving it to me, I won't stand on ceremony with you. I'll take this gun.”
Li Yunlong coughed and happily put away the gun.
Su Han laughed secretly as he watched. It was just an AK-47, and Li Yunlong was already possessed by the drama queen. He still had more than 50 AK-47s in his system space.
Li Yunlong fiddled with the AK-47 for a while before he suddenly sighed and said.
"This is a good spear, but it has a huge flaw.”
"No way. This gun is a perfect gun. How can there be a flaw?”
Su Han was puzzled.
"When I tried it out just now, I used up a magazine in just a few seconds. That was thirty bullets. This gun is good, but it consumes too much bullets!”
Li Yunlong said.
Su Han was speechless. Alright, he remembered how poor the new regiment was. Each person could only get an average of five bullets, and the entire regiment only had ten to twenty thousand bullets.
In reality, the bullets were not enough for the AK-47.
"It's fine, Leader. We don't have bullets, but the Japanese do. We can destroy them and seize them.”
Su Han consoled.
"This is the only way. Perhaps I can find my brothers to exchange some bullets.”
Li Yunlong pondered.
"Captain, our brothers have finished cleaning up the battlefield.”
Zhang Dabiao walked over.
Li Yunlong's attention was quickly diverted as he asked.
"How's the harvest?"
"Report, 35 rifles, some cloth, some food, and…"
Zhang Dabiao reported the harvest of the Black Cloud Stronghold. There were not many guns and cloth, but the most was food.
Bandits didn't dare to fight with the army. They could only bully the peasants and landlords who had no weapons. These people had nothing but food.
Therefore, the Black Cloud Stronghold had the most food. It was enough for Xin Tuan to eat for half a year. It could be seen how many people had been harmed.
"This bunch of bastards, they don't dare to go against the Japanese. They're good at bullying the people of Great Xia. They don't deserve to die!”
Li Yunlong cursed, hating himself for being done for. Otherwise, he would have personally killed the bandits.
"Pack up your things and prepare to return to the new base!”
With Li Yun Long's order, the 1st Battalion, Su Han, and the others brought the items back to the new regiment's encampment.
In the evening, Li Yun Long held a celebration party for Su Han and the others and announced his promotion to platoon leader.
In one wave, Su Han's subordinates had increased from 12 to 36 people. His manpower had increased quite a bit.
Su Han was very happy and gathered everyone the next day.
"Hello, platoon leader!"
The 36 warriors shouted in unison.
"Good morning, comrades. Let's start training!”
Su Han said with a smile.
Su Han brought a group of people to start training. Because of his two brilliant achievements, the soldiers all admired him from the bottom of their hearts. Therefore, in just two days, he was able to get used to them and had a certain level of tacit understanding.
On the morning of the third day, Su Han gathered a platoon of soldiers and said in a deep voice.
"Today, we are going out on a secret mission!”
"Platoon leader, what mission is it?"
a soldier asked curiously.
"I received a secret message. This afternoon, a Japanese squadron will be escorting a batch of firearms past Li Jiayu. Our mission is to eliminate this group of Japanese and snatch their firearms!”
Su Han said in a deep voice.
"A squadron of Japanese? Platoon leader, can we eat it?"
The soldier looked worried.
A squadron of Japanese had 181 people, equipped with 139 rifles, 9 light machine guns, and 9 grenade launchers. If it was a reinforced squadron, they would also have one or two mortars and one or two heavy machine guns.
With such numbers, such weapons, and the individual combat strength of the Japanese, the combat strength of a squadron of Japanese was extremely terrifying.
On the battlefield, a squadron of Japanese could chase after a direct line of the Bald Army.
The weapons and equipment of the Balu Army were far inferior to the Bald Army. It was even more difficult to fight against the Japanese. A squadron of Japanese could often defeat two regiments of the Balu Army.
This was the real battlefield. The anti-Japanese dramas of the future were purely comedic.
Although everyone knew that Su Han had created two miracles, they were still skeptical about how a platoon of Japanese could take down a squadron of Japanese.
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