my bright sword career

Chapter 436
The ammunition used by a regiment for a normal battle reached half of the total ammunition used in the Hundred Regiments Battle last year, which he did not even dare to dream of such a beautiful thing before.

As in the past, if the regiment can capture a 5-type heavy machine gun, the soldiers will be as happy as the Chinese New Year. Each soldier generally only has 10-[-] rounds of bullets. The officers always take the trouble to tell the soldiers on weekdays that they must You have to aim before firing, and when you run out of bullets, you can only fight with the bayonet.

Now it’s all right, machine guns are brought to you like you don’t need money, and the bullets are open for supply, and you can take as much as you can, in case you can’t carry it, so the soldiers are not used to it.

Ding Wei's biggest worry now is, after getting used to this machine gun, will the soldiers of the new regiment get used to using the old junk again.

If you don't change it, where will you get so many 7.92 caliber bullets when you build it later?
But if this new type of machine gun is not used, he is very unwilling to pick up the original Type [-] heavy machine gun and Czech type machine gun again. Why should he use the original junk when there are better weapons? Isn’t this sick? ?
This is the power of Yang Mou. You clearly know that the other party is holding back to play tricks, but you still have to be willing to drill in, which is very fucked up.

Although his mind was spinning rapidly, Ding Wei's movements did not slow down at all. In less than 5 minutes, all the food on the table was dried up. Not counting, he made another bowl of vegetable soup to drink After cleaning up, he patted his stomach and burped in satisfaction.

Just as the new regiment was getting familiar with the new weapons, the leading troops of the [-]th Division of the Japanese Army had arrived at the outer defensive positions of the Liantai militia. Although there was no large-scale exchange of fire between the two sides, sporadic small-scale battles had already begun.

Unlike most of the national army during this period, Gao Hongming attached great importance to civil engineering work. Under his emphasis, civil engineering work has also become one of the five major skills of the Liantai militia infantry. It occupies a very large proportion in daily training. Through the training of non-commissioned officers and officers He emphasized that every soldier understands that soil work is their most important life-saving tool on the battlefield, so soldiers are also happy to invest the most energy in this kind of training to protect themselves.

Thanks to sufficient time and material resources, and the help of tens of thousands of people in Liantai County, the soldiers of the Liantai militia almost turned this place into a field work class. Kilometers away, a variety of complex defensive tunnel systems, zigzag trenches, traffic trenches, well-concealed machine gun positions, support artillery positions, civil command posts, barracks, field kitchens, etc. were built.

The entire east of Liantai has almost become a trench system comparable to that of the European battlefield during World War I. It has almost reached an impeccable level. More than 1 soldiers of the entire Liantai militia attended a class here. Soilwork class.

"Platoon leader, what are you thinking about! But listening to Liang Shan's sour song, I miss girls!" Beside Lu Xianping, a senior soldier with a Shandong accent, squinted his eyes, and asked lazily while sitting on a helmet and holding a rifle in his arms. Lu Xianping next to him.

"Miss you, uncle!" Lu Xianping replied in a foul language without even thinking about it, and kicked the private ass.

The Liantai militia has developed to the present, and the soldiers recruited are not limited to local people. For example, soldiers from all corners of the country have participated in the Jinsui Army and the Central Army. For example, this senior soldier is already [-] this year. The Sui Army and even the immediate army, it can be said that he has spent the first half of his life in the army, and he is an out-and-out veteran.

It's a pity that this veteran has no education, coupled with his temper and personality defects, even though he has spent most of his life in the army, he is still a leading soldier.

The days of confrontation on the front line are boring and tedious. These young people from all over the country with different goals will always pass the time in every possible way. Singing sour songs and humming are just killing time among men The way.

"Put your hand under my sister..." Lu Xianping, who was in a good mood, also sang loudly, with the roughness and ease of a man in his singing...

"Hey...who the hell dares to kick me?"

Lu Xianping, who was singing vigorously, suddenly felt that his ass was kicked hard, and sat up on the spot in anger, and was about to scold people on the spot, but when he saw the person coming, he couldn't help being half his head short, bowed his head and smiled apologetically: "The company commander... ...Oh...no, Battalion Commander, why are you here?"

The person who came was Lu Xianping's old superior, the former company commander of the Second Battalion, now promoted to the commander of the Ninth Battalion, Lei Xianghe, nicknamed Leihuhu.

Lei Huo looked at Lu Xianping, and said coldly: "Xiaoshanshan... that's how you fucking lead the troops? You don't take charge of the security, but you sing obscene songs. Do you still want to be the platoon leader?"

Seeing the battalion commander, whose complexion was as dark as the bottom of a pot, training his platoon leader like he was training his grandson, all the soldiers around were silent like cicadas, and no one dared to speak out.

These soldiers are like a bright mirror in their hearts. Their platoon leader is easy-going, and he has no pretensions when talking to them and laughing with them on weekdays. Yes, if he really pissed him off, he would be locked up in a small dark room for three to five days. Even the strongest man would have to shake his body when he came out. Who knows what it feels like.

I never thought that when Lu Xianping heard that the battalion commander was about to withdraw his position as platoon leader, he would be happy instead of panic: "Battlefield commander... I don't want to be a fucking platoon leader for a long time. You should let me be the squad leader, or you should be a squad leader. A big soldier is fine."

"I'll fuck your mother."

Leihuo was so angry that he kicked Lu Xianping's ass again.

The Ninth Battalion is a new army that has just been established. Except for a few veterans drawn from other troops, most of them are recruits. Lu Xianping is one of the backbones specially drawn by Leihuo from the Second Battalion.

There is also a reason why Leihuo wanted to transfer Lu Xianping. This kid is a well-known sharpshooter in the whole regiment. With a Mauser 98K equipped with a six-fold mirror, he can almost hit a hundred shots within 600 meters, even at 800 meters. The distance also still has a great hit rate.

With such a sharpshooter around, Lei Huo felt that he had more confidence in fighting, so he specially promoted him to be a platoon leader, but it's a pity that even if he became a platoon leader, this kid still has a foolish temperament. Leihuo, who had high hopes for him, was furious.

(End of this chapter)