I, Uncle Yunlong, Northwest War God
26 A sea of bullets

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During the Anti-Japanese War, bullets were very scarce.

The Eighth Route Army was even more severely lacking in bullets.

The soldiers who had gone to the battlefield had never fired live ammunition before.

It was the first time he used bullets on the battlefield.

Under such circumstances, it was no different from a fool's dream to have good spear techniques.

On the battlefield, each soldier was only given six bullets.

In 1939, the Eighth Route Army headquarters issued an order to increase the ratio of soldiers holding guns to 5:1.

In other words, five people must have a gun.

It could be seen that there weren't even many guns at that time.

Not to mention bullets.

Ten thousand bullets was equivalent to the amount of bullets used by the Eighth Route Army in a big battle.

Even for the national army, the number of bullets used in a battle was only ten to twenty.

The Japanese could fire up to 200 rounds, so they could basically shoot freely.

As a result, the casualty ratio between our army and the Japanese army remained at a terrifying 10:1.

In other words, only a soldier who had died before could kill a Japanese invader.

Hearing Li Qinglong's words, Huang Chengan said with a bitter face,""Battalion Commander, if we continue to train like this, we won't even meet the Japanese before we lose our family.”

Li Qinglong looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist and said,"The bullets should be arriving soon. Tell the soldiers to gather at the entrance of the warehouse, which is the newly built semi-underground warehouse.”

"There will be a large number of bullets coming in a while.”

"You and the soldiers carry him inside.”

"Remember, call as many people as you can and let the newcomers carry the bullets.”

"It's the battalion seat," Huang Chengan saluted.”

Although he agreed quickly, he thought to himself.

There were 1500 new soldiers, which was more than a regiment of the Eighth Route Army.

So many people were moving the bullets?

"How many bullets do you have?"

Huang Chengan didn't mind and brought him to the entrance of the warehouse.

This warehouse was built by the engineering company.

Li Qinglong knew that he would still be buying a large amount of supplies, so he specially asked the engineering company, which was the original group of puppet soldiers, to work overtime to build the warehouse.

At the same time, he asked the people of Lone Dragon Town to come over and help.

He only gave her four dollars a month for helping her.

There was an endless stream of people who came to help.

During this period, who could earn four yuan a month?

These farmers naturally wouldn't let go of such a good thing.

Therefore, Lone Dragon Town quickly built a row of large warehouses.

Moreover, the main body was at the bottom, and the upper part was a low brick house.

It was impossible to tell that it was a warehouse.

This was also because the Japanese had the assistance of planes, often bombing the rear of the national army and the Eighth Route Army.

Once the other party discovered a suspicious target, they would definitely bombard it with all their might.

At that time, no matter how many resources he had, he would not be able to keep them.

About half an hour later.

A large army green truck slowly drove over from afar.

A cloud of dust rose on the vast plains.

Adjutant Wang was stunned when he saw so many trucks in the attic.

"Hiss…So many trucks! 1, 2, 397, 98, 99, 100!"

Adjutant Wang counted the items from afar, and his entire body went numb.

A total of 100 trucks drove over.

Even the Japanese army would find it difficult to achieve such a scale.

"Could this be the bullet the Battalion Commander mentioned?”

"How many bullets would that take!"

Deputy Wang rushed downstairs.

He finally found Li Qinglong in his office.

"Battalion Commander, 100 trucks, a total of 100 trucks!”

"This is too shocking, too unbelievable!”

Li Qinglong smiled and nodded.

If one truck used 50 boxes of bullets, 5000 boxes of bullets were not equivalent to 100 trucks.

Very quickly.

One truck after another drove into Lone Dragon Town.

The person sitting in the leading truck was Ivanov, who had delivered goods several times before.

The system seemed to have heard the reason Chuyan gave everyone. He said that it was donated by a friend from the Soviet Union.

Therefore, the people in the first few trucks were all blonde and blue-eyed Russians.

Because he had been here many times, he was very familiar with the sentries at the door.

The moment the sentry saw Ivanov, he smiled and let him pass.

One truck after another drove into Lone Dragon Town.

However, there were too many trucks.

He couldn't enter at all.

Only ten cars could enter.

Soon, ten trucks arrived at the entrance of the warehouse.

Huang Chengan was waiting at the entrance with more than 300 people.

When he saw ten trucks, he was stunned and secretly shocked.

They were shocked by Li Qinglong's ability to gather resources.

A truck probably contained 500,000 rounds of ammunition.

10 trucks were equivalent to twice the ammunition reserves of the Eighth Route Army.

This number was already quite shocking.

Huang Chengan began to feel that the battalion commander had made them practice with live ammunition for a reason.

"Everyone, work harder. Move all 10 carts of bullets into the warehouse.”

"If we work together, we can finish moving it quickly.”

These new recruits had just arrived at the independent camp. After experiencing the food of the independent camp, they were all full of energy and seemed to have endless strength.

They immediately jumped onto the truck and started moving the bullets.

500 boxes of bullets were quickly transported into the warehouse.

Ten trucks left.

Huang Chengan was preparing to bring the soldiers to rest. He thought to himself that it was making a mountain out of a molehill for the battalion seat to let all the recruits participate in the transportation.

At this moment.

Another 10 trucks drove in.

" Hiss!" This surprised Huang Chengan.

"Brothers, work harder. We have enough bullets. We will definitely be able to drive all the damn devils out of the Dragon Country.”

At this moment, the soldiers were only sweating slightly, but they still had strength.

He didn't say much and jumped onto the truck to start moving.

Finally.

The 10 trucks were also finished.

The soldiers were a little tired.

After all, a box of bullets was not light.

They were all made of brass and were heavy. Each box weighed nearly 200 pounds. A soldier could not carry it at all.

Just as Huang Chengan and his men were about to leave, another 10 trucks came in.

Huang Chengan was instantly numbed.

How many f * cking cars were there?

He walked along the trucks one by one, and after walking for a full five minutes, he still hadn't reached the back of the truck.

Huang Chengan was completely stunned.

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