Rise from the sword

Chapter 85
Chen Fan was stunned by the system subtitles that popped up suddenly. He settled down and looked at the income of this piecemeal transaction first.

20 points, five hundred barrels of canned pork.

A maximum of 20 points, which is not bad, no, it should be said to be very good, one-fifth of Ikeda Kyuichi was killed, but ambushing a group of devils in the Kwantung Army squadron is obviously easier than going five hundred miles to attack Ikeda Kyuichi from a long distance many.

Ambush battles are prepared in advance, the location is right and the time is right, and the chances of winning are very high, and the devils have always been arrogant. The devils from the northeast have not been beaten by the guerrillas, and they are even more arrogant. Play a high damage ratio.

The marches in this era are mostly on foot or unarmored trucks. If there are high-level goods such as anti-infantry mines, especially those of the Russians with dozens of kilograms, hundreds of thousands of steel balls, and a killing range of hundreds of meters. Can play dozens to one record.

However···

No!

Not to mention the big ones, the small things that the Yankees used in the Vietnam War will not be exchanged.

But the five hundred barrels of canned pork in the back made Chen Fan's eyes twitch and he lost control on the spot...

Kill [-] devils and puppet army, reward [-] barrels of pork...

Do you feel like fighting monsters? . . .

Shouldn't this combat operation be defined as a pig slaughtering operation?
"Brother Chen Fan?"

Seeing that Chen Fan was stunned and didn't move for a long time, Li Yunlong couldn't help crying.

"Meat? No problem! It's not that difficult to get this one."

Chen Fan recovered from his internal complaints, looked at Li Yunlong, and said with a smile: "However, our friendship is friendship, business is business, and the amount of meat to give you a group must not be small, it happens that I have a business here, I'll come back to you in a few days to talk to you in detail."

"Okay, I like to hear that"

Li Yunlong nodded happily.

Nothing is free in this world.

Last time, 100 tons of cotton, [-] tons of cotton cloth, and more than [-] tons of weapons and ammunition cost him [-] miles to attack and kill Ikeda Jiuichi in the area where the devils gathered heavily. He almost did it with his head.

In the event of a major accident, no one can save him.

Fortunately, there were no major accidents. The assault company went smoothly. Although the troops involved suffered casualties, they were within an acceptable range. After this actual combat training, the combat effectiveness of the independent regiment increased greatly.

Li Yunlong already knew the situation of Su Jigang's assault company in the new regiment.

"I'll give you five barrels of canned meat to taste when it's delivered, and if you're satisfied, let's settle it first..." Chen Fan said.

"Five?"

Li Yunlong was immediately unhappy: "Brother, why are you suddenly so stingy? This is not like you. Five is not enough. My independent regiment has more than 1000 people. Not to mention one man, at least one soldier in the whole regiment have a taste"

"Otherwise, I have [-] classes in the whole regiment, give me a taste for each class, and my brothers know the taste of meat, and they will be more energetic when they are in business next time."

"If you have hope, you will be motivated to work..."

Finally, Li Yunlong showed his signature shy and honest smile.

"It's a barrel, not a"

Chen Fan emphasized with a serious face: "It's not a can of small diced beans, like a little devil. It's a bucket that can hold two hundred kilograms of meat. Five is a lot. No matter how many, I don't have any more."

"A can that can hold two hundred pounds?"

Li Yunlong exclaimed in surprise: "Haha, my brother is really a real person. I was abrupt just now."

At this time, a series of numbers flashed in Li Da's heart...
Two hundred catties of canned meat, even if it is only half of the meat, it is still one hundred catties of meat, five, no, five barrels, that is five hundred catties of meat, and the top three good fat pigs!

It is enough for more than 800 soldiers in the regiment to have a good meal.

In the 40s and [-]s, there were no super pigs in China that would grow an average of one catty a day, and there was no Jinkela feed with a special ratio of grain. People could barely support themselves, and pigs could only eat water hyacinth or pig grass. There are not many of these things. Nutrition, a pig can grow one hundred and thirty to forty catties a year can make people ecstatic.

A pig that produces 150 jin of meat can already be called a good big fat pig.

"Then I'll send it to you when you arrive at the regiment headquarters." Glancing at the soldiers of the independent regiment, Chen Fan said.

It was around ten o'clock in the morning, and it was only twenty miles away from Yangcun. Even if most of them were wounded, everyone in the Independent Regiment could rush back to the Yangcun station before four in the afternoon.

"Brother Chen Fan, why don't you come back tomorrow to deliver the goods?"

Li Yunlong still smiled shyly, "I just fought a fierce battle with the devils, and the casualties were heavy. Even the soldiers who were not injured are very tired. I can't find anyone to carry them today."

"Okay, no problem" Chen Fan nodded.

Anyway, he has nothing to do, and the system won't let him do the devil himself, and it can be delivered at any time.

"Haha, thank you, Brother Chen Fan."

Captain Li smiled happily: "This is the list of bullets we have consumed this time."

Li Yunlong handed over a list of bullet types, using the paper that Chen Fan had given him before, and the handwriting was crooked, like the traces of earthworms crawling out of the paper.

"Okay, I'll bring it to you tomorrow morning."

After taking the list, Chen Fan walked away without looking at it.

Talking business with this guy is really not a good experience.

"Hahahahaha..."

After Chen Fan left, Li Yunlong suddenly burst into laughter, the kind of laughter.

Counting the combat consumption and training of the assault company and the five supporting companies, even with the 70 rounds of ammunition to be paid to Ding Wei, the total sum is only 120 rounds of ammunition, and he reimbursed 50 million rounds. [-] rounds of bullets!
But after thinking about it, Captain Li was suddenly a little unhappy.

Originally, Ding Wei dispatched [-] rounds of ammunition once and [-] rounds twice. As a result, Ding Wei abruptly raised the price to [-] twice, four times the price.

Ding Wei squeezed [-] rounds of bullets out of the way, which made Captain Li very upset, but Ding Wei's timing was very thief, and he was halfway back, and Li Yunlong also asked others, plus Ding Wei's reason to find If it was reasonable, he couldn't say anything, and in the end he had to be slaughtered.

"Mother, I've written it down." The smile faded, and Colonel Li scolded.

"Head of the regiment, shall we continue to pretend like this?" Suddenly, Shen Quan came out and said something a little out of his mind.

"Fuck you ass"

Li Yunlong was in a bad mood at this time. He stared at the people behind him and shouted: "Get up for me, everyone is gone, and the wounded who are pretending to be farts, get up! Get up..."

Following Li Yunlong's scolding, the 'wounded' members of the independent regiment who had been stomping on crutches, threw their crutches, and instantly became lively, chatting happily one by one.

Even some of the 'wounded' lying on the stretcher got up, shook their legs, twisted their necks, and moved their muscles and bones vigorously, without any signs of injury.

In the end, there were only about [-] wounded who could not get up.

The other more than 200 wounded were all pretended.

After three days of rest, the soldiers who were originally somewhat weak naturally recovered their physical strength, forced marching, rushed marching or not, but this kind of light-packed marching has no pressure.

And this time, they also seized hundreds of kilograms of bacon stored in the Guizi Military Station and the artillery turret, as well as some canned food, and the corners of their mouths were dripping from the food along the way.Even some minor wounded recovered more than half.

Just now Chen Fan saw a bitter scene with heavy casualties, which was completely a miserable platform built by Li Yunlong.

"Shen Quan, take a hundred people with me, go to Xinyi Tuan and bring our medicines back," Li Yunlong greeted Shen Quan and said.

He was still thinking about the three tons of medicines, and he had to send someone to send these things to the headquarters, otherwise the credit would be irrelevant.

Then he said to Fang Yuanshan, the battalion commander of the third battalion: "Fang Yuanshan, take the other brothers back to the regiment headquarters, settle the wounded first, and then send the seriously wounded and the seriously wounded to the headquarters hospital tomorrow."

"Yes···"

The two immediately went to direct the people of the independent regiment to divide their troops.

The sturdy, sturdy ones went to Xinyi regiment to carry supplies, and the other soldiers went directly back to Yangcun.

"Monk, monk..." Li Yunlong shouted loudly.

Monk Wei's martial arts and physique have been coveted by Li Yunlong for a long time. Whenever he has a chance, he will greet him. He intends to cultivate feelings first, and then find an opportunity to be a security guard.

But after calling for a long time, no one answered him.

When he was wondering, a soldier pointed to the side: "Head of the regiment, where is Wei Dayong..."

Li Yunlong looked and saw that Monk Wei was lying on a stretcher, covered with a quilt, basking in the sun, in a comfortable posture.

"You fucking pretend..."

Li Yunlong was about to remind the monk, but was stopped by a soldier: "Head of the regiment, Wei Dayong is really hurt..."

"You fucking dare to fool me..."

Li Yunlong frowned and stared at the soldier: "I saw this monk alive and well before, but he didn't fight. Where can he be injured?"

The soldier was so frightened that his neck shrank and he dared not speak any more...

After getting along for so long, everyone knew that although Captain Li likes to scold people, he is indeed a good commander who loves soldiers.

However, being stared at by Li Yunlong is really terrifying, even if you know that your head is not really angry...
“团长，这和尚是被刚刚被人揍晕了”王喜奎抱着他心爱的三八大盖，和李云龙解释道。

"Knocked out? Who?"

Li Yunlong didn't react for a while.

Who else can beat this flower monk to the ground?

Even Zhang Dabiao, who was the first in kung fu before in the group, can only take five moves in the hands of the monk...
"You went up together..."

After thinking about it, Li Yunlong felt that there was only one possibility, a group fight.Only a group of people can knock this monk out.

"No"

"The monk said before that he would find someone to learn from, and then he went out with Zhang Dabiao"

Wang Xikui was horrified: "Come here for a while, the monk fainted and was brought back by a big man. The big man is afraid that he is [-] meters tall, and his arms are thicker than my whole body."

"Hahaha····"

"That's how it is..."

Li Yunlong burst into laughter: "Bring the monk back to Yangcun first. I'm afraid this monk will faint for two or three days. When he wakes up, he should be a lot more honest."

"Captain, do you know who knocked Monk Wei unconscious?" Wang Xikui asked curiously.

The brave monk Wei has established a reputation as the number one kung fu in the regiment these days.

"Why, do you want to try?" Li Yunlong narrowed his eyes.

"No, no..." Wang Xikui hurriedly ran away.

At this time, the division of troops had been completed, and Li Yunlong walked with a hundred people to Xingjia Village, where the Xinyi regiment was stationed.The rest carried the wounded and rushed to Yangcun.

(End of this chapter)