"The Japanese even locked these boxes. Maybe they still contain treasures!”
Fatty Wang didn't care. He raised his shovel and aimed it at the lock.
Crack!
After more than 30 years, the lock was basically useless. Fatty Wang's shovel cleanly smashed open the lock.
Whoosh!
Fatty Wang opened the box without hesitation. Green lunch boxes were placed neatly.
His face was filled with disappointment. Trash? Was it worth locking it up?
Beside him, Xi Hao had already opened the second box.
He opened the sack inside, revealing a pile of rubber-like things.
But when Hu Bayi and Fatty Wang saw these things, their eyes widened!
Gas mask!
The mask was composed of a mask, an air duct, and a filter. The mask could be directly connected to the filter or the filter box!
Personal protective equipment that protected the face from toxic and harmful substances such as poisons, biological warfare agents, bacteria weapons, and radioactive dust. Back when the Japanese were playing bacteria warfare, they used this stuff a lot!
Now that the Japanese had surrendered, they were left behind!
"This is Hao's stuff!"
Xi Hao took out a gas mask and carefully observed it.
If it was placed on an ordinary person, this thing would be useless.
However, for grave robbers like them, it would definitely be of great use!
With this gas mask, he was not afraid of any poisonous gas or corpse gas!
This thing was simply a cheat for grave robbers.
Xi Hao didn't care too much. As long as he wanted to, he could buy a more advanced one. However, he still waved at Fatty and said with a smile.
"Pack it up!"
"Alright!
Fatty Wang quickly took the bag from his back and stuffed the gas masks into it with Hu Bayi.
Xi Hao's gaze fell on another wooden box, and he walked over in two or three steps.
With a whoosh, he opened the wooden box and removed the sackcloth wrapped in it.
Black spear barrels were neatly arranged in front of him. These spear barrels were all covered in oil and were well preserved. Even after 30 years, they were still as good as new!
"Yingzi, Yingzi, help me hold it.”
Fatty was extremely excited when he saw the gun barrels. He quickly called Yingzi over to help him carry the bag and walked quickly to Xi Hao.
Kaka!
Fatty Wang didn't say anything else. He picked up a gun and pulled the bolt. He took a look excitedly and couldn't put it down.
"Old Hu, Yingzi, you guys are done packing. Come over quickly! Hahaha, 38 big cover!"
"This gun can still be used. It's all new guns that haven't been opened. The mechanical parts are all oiled and haven't been loaded yet.”
The so-called 38th Cover was actually the kind of long spear with a bayonet that was often seen in movies and television dramas.
It was a weapon commonly used during wartime. People like Hu Bayi, Fatty Wang, and Ying Zi who were familiar with firearms knew about this gun.
Hu Bayi picked one up, raised it up to take a look, and threw it back.
"This kind of lousy gun only has a capacity of five bullets. It's not an automatic gun, so it's too slow to reload.”
Yingzi also picked up a 38-foot cover, took a look, and tried to feel it.
Compared to his own lousy hunting rifle, the 38th Cover was too useful!
"This gun is so good and powerful. When my uncle first joined the Northeast Coalition Army, he used this type of gun. Brother Hu, why don't you like to use it?”
Fatty Wang was already used to Hu Bayi's behavior. He said,"
"Ignore him. He was used to playing with semi-automatic guns in the army and had developed a bad habit. This kind of old-fashioned gun was not good enough for people. Let me tell you, Yingzi, only this kind of gun can shoot accurately and with a long range. Yingzi, I'm not bragging to you. Your fat brother, I, can pierce through a willow tree in a hundred steps. Riding a horse and lighting a lantern is as easy as playing.”
Hearing Fatty Wang ramble on, Xi Hao was speechless.
"Fatty, if you don't take the opportunity to brag, my surname isn't Xi. Come here, come here, look at what this is.”
Xi Hao waved at Fatty, then took out a gun from the box in front of him.
This spear was very special. The long magazine was obviously a submachine gun.
However, the magazine of an ordinary submachine gun was inserted at the bottom, while the magazine of this submachine gun was inserted at the left, and it was curved.
It was especially rare in the market!
Yingzi looked at the submachine gun curiously and asked,"
"Hao, what kind of gun is this? A crooked fellow?"
When Xi Hao heard this, he couldn't help but laugh and explained,"
"Yingzi, the crooked one is a light machine gun, and this is a submachine gun. They're not the same type at all."
The crooked machine gun, the scientific name of the Taisho Type 11 Light, was actually the type of machine gun in movies and television dramas. It was a machine gun that had one to two people in a group. There was a stand at the muzzle of the gun, and a Japanese person was lying on the ground to shoot while another Japanese person was loading bullets at the side. Unlike the Type 92 heavy machine gun, this light machine gun could be used as a submachine gun by a person. Its lethality was not small either.
"Look, look."
Hu Bayi raised his eyebrows when he saw the submachine gun.
He had just been scolded by Fatty Wang, and now he finally found a reason to refute.
"Fatty, the reason why I don't want to use the Type 38 Heavy Gun is because it's not suitable for close combat. This type of hundred submachine gun is the gun we should use!”
Hu Bayi picked up a Type 100 submachine gun and threw it to Fatty. He smiled and said,"
"Because the production is very small, it is not common. It was prepared in the later stages of the war to deal with the Russian army. This gun is much better than your 38 big cover. Even if there is a basic malfunction, it will at most jam and not go off.”
Fatty Wang was engrossed in listening. He had long wanted to use it for a demonstration. He decisively threw the Sanba Cover to the side and held the Type 100 submachine gun. His confidence exploded.
"Alright, Old Hu, we have it this time. What red-haired monster, what wild beast that eats short horses, hehe, kill one if one comes, kill two if two come! Don't worry about anything. Demons and ghosts, come to Lord Fatty's place. I'll definitely make sure they never return!”
Xi Hao picked up a Type 100 submachine gun and handed it to Yingzi. He smiled and said,
"Yingzi, you take one too!"
Yingzi's exquisite face was a little excited. She held the gun with great care and even wiped it with her sleeve.
Hu Bayi looked at the Type 100 submachine gun and grinned."
"Yingzi, are you not afraid now?”
"I'm not afraid anymore!" Yingzi said.
"How is it? Shall we go and explore other places? See if there are any treasures?"
With a submachine gun in his hand, a magazine at his waist, and bullets in his bag, Fatty Wang was very confident.
"What is this? Look over there."
Xi Hao pointed to a small box in the corner and said,
"Go and bring that box over.”
"What is it? You're being so mysterious."
Yingzi hugged Xi Hao from behind.”
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