I'm killing enemies with my sword and exploding equipment

Chapter 21 The equipment is so good?Is this still the Eighth Route?
on the battlefield.

The sound of successive grenade explosions drowned the Japanese gun towers.

They were using the Type 89 grenade that comes standard with the Japs. It has a maximum range of 700 meters and an effective range of 500 meters. At this moment, they were at a position of 500 meters. Regardless of accuracy, they only wanted speed and fired dozens of rounds crazily. Grenade!
Soon, the heavy machine gun that was still a threat to them went silent.

"Kill the little Japanese infantry*3, and you will be rewarded with 3 big caps*[-]."

“击杀小鬼子少尉*1，奖励31式60mm迫击炮*1，炮弹*80。”

"Kill *8 puppet soldiers, reward Hanyang *6, 500 rounds of bullets."

Yang Yuanshan lay on the ground, listening to the continuous system prompts, feeling very happy.

Unexpectedly, after killing a Japanese second lieutenant, a 60mm mortar exploded.

If we had this thing, it would be much easier to attack the turrets.

Although the range of this thing is only about 1000 meters, it is much stronger than the effective range of the grenade, which is only about 500 meters.

And the cannonballs are much more powerful.

When Wang Chengzhu was in Cangyunling, he relied on this thing to kill Sakata Nobutetsu's headquarters with one shot.

The most important thing is that the system actually fired 80 shells from this gun, which was really awesome.

When Wang Chengzhu killed Nobutetsu Sakata, he only had 2 shells!

……

When Yang Yuanshan knew through the system prompts that everyone in the gun tower was dead, he stood up and ordered to stop shooting.

Then he was the first to rush into the turret, threw a heavy machine gun and the mortar he had just obtained in the corner, and exclaimed:
"Type [-] heavy machine gun? We fired it!"

I admired the company commander's bravery and fearlessness in taking the lead in the charge. Wang Xikui and others who were following him heard his voice and immediately looked around and saw a brand new Type [-] heavy machine gun placed at the door of the turret.

There are three boxes of bullets next to it.

Can not help but stunned.

Han Yang couldn't help but ask:
"Company Commander, why doesn't this Japs put this heavy machine gun on the turret? If there are two heavy machine guns to form a crossfire, we will be in trouble today!"

He is well-literate and has a flexible mind. He immediately asked this question that penetrated into his soul.

Yang Yuanshan didn't panic at all, and casually blamed the little devil who died:
"Then who knows, it's a pity that these little devils were all killed by us, otherwise we can catch their tongues and ask."

Everyone couldn't help but roll their eyes when they heard this.

Didn't you just order that each grenade should fire at least 20 rounds?
Four grenades, that's 80 rounds of artillery shells. How can this small gun tower withstand such an explosion?
How did they know that as a time traveler, Yang Yuanshan's first principle in fighting is: when he is poor, he uses tactics, and when he is rich, he uses firepower and bombing!
At this time, Wang Gensheng, who was walking aside, suddenly opened an ammunition box next to him and exclaimed:

“Edi’s mother-in-law, why are there cannons here?”

As soon as they heard the word "cannon", all the soldiers from the special agent company came over.

No matter what, they had suffered too much in the past, and every cannon was extremely rare. Now that they heard that there were cannons, they felt as if they had been beaten to death.

Wang Gensheng picked up the brand-new Type 31-60 mortar in the box and shouted excitedly:

"What a new cannon. Much better than the two previous ones in the regiment."

"There are so many shells here!"

Zheng Erxi shouted.

He opened boxes of ammunition and found that they were full of shells.

Each box contains 8 shells lying in straw, brand new!
Han Yang quickly counted the ammunition boxes and shouted in surprise:
"Ten boxes, a total of eighty shells, we are really rich!"

Yang Yuanshan saw all the soldiers' faces glowing red and couldn't help but curled his lips and thought to himself: Where are you following this!When I kill a few more little devils in the future, I will bring out 100 of his cannons. When the time comes, I will go to Jinyang and kill that old devil Shinozuka Kazuo!
Because the little Japanese forts will contact each other by phone every hour.

It took them at least half an hour to attack the artillery tower just now, so it was not enough to clean the battlefield at this moment. Yang Yuanshan immediately stopped delaying and ordered:

"Quick, everyone speed up and clean the battlefield. Except for the heavy machine guns and mortars, we don't need other weapons and ammunition, including scrap metal. Pay attention to looting food, coats, medicines, and bedding."

Now, for him, there is no shortage of weapons and ammunition at all. On the contrary, there is even more shortage of daily necessities.

That's why he gave this order.

Following his order, the soldiers of the special agent company immediately took action and quickly returned to Liujiacun carrying various trophies.

This time during the attack on the artillery tower, six Japanese and eight puppet soldiers were killed. In addition to Li Dahe being shot in the stomach, two other recruits in the secret service company were also shot and injured, but at least no one was killed. It was considered a good fight. Big win.

Seeing the soldiers struggling to carry the trophies, Yang Yuanshan thought that the manpower was still insufficient. After returning, he would have to recruit more new soldiers.

In the early stage, new recruits can follow behind to experience the atmosphere of the battlefield, and after a few battles, they will become veterans.

Due to lack of manpower, he couldn't even take back the "earth tank" that he had worked so hard to build, so he had to find a place to hide it.

……

On the way back, the soldiers of the special agent company were naturally in high morale.

Everyone was smiling and laughing.

The journey back to the village was long, and Yang Yuanshan did not stop the soldiers from using this method to relieve the fatigue of the march.

But just when they reached a valley, Yang Yuanshan suddenly heard gunfire from ahead.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

The sound of San Ba ​​Da Gai.

"All concealed!"

Yang Yuanshan gave an order, and the soldiers of the special agent company put their trophies aside and lay down in the withered grass.

"Wang Xikui, come with me to the mountain ridge and take a look! Han Yang, you and your comrades will continue to hide here!"

Yang Yuanshan's order was very clear.

He and Wang Xikui climbed up the mountain ridge from the valley, lay on the ground and looked at the valley road ahead. Yang Yuanshan immediately saw a man wearing Central Army uniforms running for his life.

Behind him were two little devils holding Sanba Gai, chasing him crazily.

Obviously, the gunfire he heard just now was the work of these two little devils.Since the little devil is here, what else is there to say?

Done!

Yang Yuanshan immediately said to Wang Xikui:

"Xiko, I'll hit the one on the left, and you hit the one on the right."

"Yes, company commander!"

As Wang Xikui spoke, he pulled out his gun and began to aim.

When the two Japs were less than 200 meters away from them, Yang Yuanshan gave the order:

"beat!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Two gunshots were fired, and the two Japanese soldiers fell down.

The man Yang Yuanshan shot was shot in the chest, while the man Wang Xikui shot was shot in the head, with half of his head flying out.

The Central Army man who was being chased was overjoyed when he saw someone coming to save his life. He looked around and saw the gray military uniforms on Yang Yuanshan and Wang Xikui, and he quickly shouted below:
"Thank you two eighth masters for saving lives! I, Wei Dayong, am very grateful!"

What?Wei Dayong?
Such a coincidence?
Originally, Yang Yuanshan was only planning to go down and clean the battlefield before leaving. When he heard this man's name, he immediately understood that this monk Wei had probably just escaped from the Qingshan prisoner-of-war camp of the Japs.

He immediately wanted to take this guy under his wing.

Not only because this monk is very powerful in martial arts, but the most important thing is because of that prisoner of war camp.

Now he is short of manpower. If he can get the detailed information of the prisoner of war camp from Monk Wei, or even let this guy lead the way, directly conquer the prisoner of war camp and recruit those prisoners of war, he can get a large number of veterans in an instant, which will straighten the combat effectiveness of the secret service company. promote.

So while walking down the mountain with Wang Xikui, he replied:
"Brother Wei, you are wearing the uniform of the Central Army. Which army are you from?"

"I'm from the 27th Division of the Central Army. Which department do you belong to, sir?"

Wei Dayong looked honest and honest.

He looked at the two people walking down the mountain and felt that they were very different from the Eighth Route Army he had remembered.

Not only does the military uniform on his body have no patches, even the gun in his hand is not a tattered old sleeve, but a brand new [-] cap!
Not to mention the bullet bag on his waist is bulging with ammunition, which means there is enough ammunition at a glance.

This Eighth Route Army is a bit lavish!
"I am Yang Yuanshan, the commander of the special agent company of the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army. Brother Wei, I see that you are alone and don't have any firearms on you. Why don't you come with me and join the Eighth Route Army to fight against the Japanese?"

While talking, Yang Yuanshan and the two had already walked up to Wei Dayong.

"Of course you can fight the Japanese, but I heard that you only have three bullets for the Eighth Route War, and you still have to eat and drink."

Wei Dayong showed a bit of shrewdness now.

While Yang Yuanshan signaled Wang Xikui to clean the battlefield, he opened his bullet bag and showed it to Wei Dayong:
"Brother Wei, you just listened to the rumors. Look at the number of guns and bullets we have, are they no worse than your Central Army's?"

"Not bad, not bad!"

Wei Dayong chuckled.

The 27th Division he belonged to was said to be the Central Army, but in fact it was Sun Lienzhong's unit of the Northwest Army, and was later incorporated by Chang Kaishen.

In the Central Army, they are just a mixed bag of brands.

Therefore, their firearms are always not very good, and they are generally made in Hanyang.

At this moment, Wei Dayong saw that both Yang Yuanshan and Yang Yuanshan were using brand new [-] caps, and their bullet bags were filled with Huang Chengcheng's bullets. Of course, he was embarrassed to say that their weapons were inferior.

Yang Yuanshan said again:
"The food and logistics of your Central Army are indeed good, but the question is, what can you, Brother Wei, eat every day?
Isn’t it still radish, cabbage and multi-grain steamed buns?
Can the officers still give you white-flour steamed buns and big fat meat? "

Yang Yuanshan's heart-piercing sword hit Wei Dayong's painful spot hard, leaving him speechless.

Chang Kaishen's army does not believe in the integration of officers and soldiers. Instead, it emphasizes the importance of superiority and inferiority.

The officers ate meat and drank wine, but the ordinary soldiers below could hardly eat even carrots and cabbage.

The military salary that was originally agreed upon has been delayed again and again, and it is impossible to get it.

Even if someone dies in battle, the pension will be embezzled by the officers.

It's so dark!
Seeing that Wei Dayong had stopped speaking, Yang Yuanshan knew that he had hit on his sore point, and immediately continued to stab him:
"Although our Eighth Route Army's living conditions are a little more difficult, we are one from top to bottom. What the soldiers eat, the officers eat. What do you think?"

"middle!"

Wei Dayong's eyes were filled with yearning.

Obviously, when he was in the 27th Division, he suffered a lot.

Yang Yuanshan continued to fool around:

"And let me tell you, the leader of our independent regiment was Li Yunlong, who defeated the Bantian Alliance in Cangyunling, killed Nobutsu Sakata, and seized the banner of the Bantian Alliance. He will follow such a hero and go back to his hometown to say It’s an honor to go out, right?”

"What? Li Yunlong? I also heard in the prisoner of war camp that the new prisoners of war mentioned his reputation. I, Wei Dayong, am willing to work with him!"

Li Yunlong's name was really useful. When Wei Dayong heard that the leader was Li Yunlong, he immediately followed Yang Yuanshan without any hesitation.

"Okay. Our special agent company is directly under the direct command of our regiment commander. It is the best equipped in our regiment. If you join our company, I guarantee you will not regret it!"

Yang Yuanshan reached out and patted Wei Dayong on the shoulder.

By this time, Wang Xikui had skinned the two Japs into naked pigs, holding a lot of things in his hands.

When Wei Dayong saw it, he quickly ran over to help.

The three of them returned to the mountain ridge together, and Yang Yuanshan shouted to the valley over there:
"The danger is over, let's continue marching!"

Wei Dayong was still a little confused about who Yang Yuanshan was talking to. Suddenly, he saw dozens of gray military uniforms emerging from the dry grass in the valley. Everyone was carrying guns and ammunition. There were even a few people carrying heavy machine guns and mortars. gun.

Wei Dayong opened his mouth wide and screamed:
"Captain Yang, are these all from your company? The equipment is so good? Is this still the Eighth Route Army?"

Yang Yuanshan smiled slightly:
"No, it's 'our' company!"

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