Uncle Nine's World: Unlimited Replication Shocks Uncle Nine

Lei Gong beat the drowned dog and led his men forward to annihilate the enemy.

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The next day, the sun rose from the east and shone on the earth.

With a big wave of Zhang Lin's hand, he put away the bazooka, and asked someone to call down Pinghe from above.

The battle on the opposite mountain has ended. After a night of fighting, it is said that some enemies were all wiped out, leaving no one behind.

After Pinghe came down, he hesitated to speak.

Zhang Lin smiled: "I know what you want to ask, take it."

Zhang Lin directly handed him the Barrett sniper rifle and took two hundred rounds of ammunition.

I saw Ping He caressing the body of the gun carefully, as if he was touching her wife.

"Okay, I'll read it later, I'll teach you how to do it first."

"This is a sniper rifle telescope with an adjustment knob on it. It can see a distance of 2000 meters. There is nothing special about shooting. The bullets include 150 rounds of ordinary bullets and [-] rounds of armor-piercing bullets. They are used to hit enemy armored targets."

Watching him gesticulating with the gun, he ignored him and called the Master:

"Let's go, we've been fighting all night, go to the other side to see how it's going."

Ping He gestured for a while, reluctantly put away his gun, and followed several people down the mountain.

When he came to the battlefield, Zhang Lin could smell a lingering smell of blood and gunpowder.

There were stumps and corpses everywhere, and comrades in arms were cleaning the battlefield. When the Seventh Company saw Zhang Lin, they immediately stood at attention and saluted.

"Hello, Chief!"

Seeing them salute, Liulian also saluted.

"Hello, Chief!"

Zhang Lin raised his hand in greeting and said, "Hello, continue to clean the battlefield."

"Yes!"

After Zhang Lin left, Liulian asked curiously:

"Hey, that is the position at the top, so you are the chief at such a young age?"

The soldiers of the Seventh Company looked at Zhang Lin's back with adoring eyes, and said slowly:

"That is our hope, General Zhang Lin."

"Admiral!!! Si~~~"

Those from the Sixth Company gasped, thinking it was some school officer, but they didn't expect it to be a general.

"Really? At such a young age, isn't the general protected by many people, so there are only a dozen people?"

The soldiers of the Seventh Company smiled and said:

"Hey, this admiral is different from the others. He led people to fight yesterday's fire support. When he saw the gun, it was the chief who changed our outfits. Let me tell you..."

Chapter 98 New Weapons

Zhang Lin walked to an open space and saw all kinds of weapons lying on the ground, although most of them had been damaged.

"salute!"

"brush!"

Everyone around him saluted Zhang Lin, and the Sixth Company was no exception.

Mei Sheng walked over with a stubble-covered man with gunpowder on his face.

"Reporting to the chief, the 170th Second Regiment will report to you on the sixth consecutive plan of spring farming!"

Ji Chungeng had already asked Zhang Lin's identity, so he didn't have any doubts immediately.

Looking at the exhausted look of the soldiers, Zhang Lin replied:

"You have worked hard, let it go."

"Libi!"

After Ji Chungeng finished speaking, he immediately thanked:

"Thank you, chief, for your fire support last night, otherwise our company might have been handed over here."

"Don't talk about that, I came late, I should thank you for shedding blood and tears for the motherland."

Ji Chungeng's eyes were red, he didn't know whether it was from tiredness or something else, he said with a sob:

"Chief, we don't regret coming here. For the sake of the motherland, it doesn't matter how hard we suffer. Even though we sacrificed many brothers yesterday..."

Zhang Lin patted him on the shoulder and adjusted his clothes slightly.

"I'm here, and I'll give you advanced weapons. I just want to ask you, can you continue to fight against foreign devils?"

Ji Chungeng immediately stood up and said: "I will go through fire and water for the motherland and serve the people!"

Zhang Lin couldn't hold it back and shouted:

"Assemble, change clothes!"

Ji Chungeng couldn't believe it.

"Chief, is it the same weapon as theirs~~"

"Yes, more than that, there are good things for you, go quickly."

Ji Chungeng shouted excitedly: "Yes!"

Seeing him go, Zhang Lin said to Mei Sheng.

"You also go to gather all the people from the Seventh Company and get you some good things."

Zhang Lin didn't just add some ammunition to them, but opened the magic weapon "RPG-7 rocket launcher."

There is nothing that can't be solved with one RPG, and if it can't be solved, then try it again.

This is an anti-tank weapon that often appears in movies in later generations, and it is the favorite of African brothers.

Equipped with special armor-piercing shells, which are specially designed to hit enemy armored weapons, almost one hit is accurate.

This solves the problem that Stinger missiles cannot penetrate tanks. With the bazooka, tanks have to kneel when they come.

85 mm in diameter, maximum flight speed of 300 meters per second, effective range of 500 meters, armor-piercing thickness of 320 mm.

As far as the armor of the Mi Army is concerned, none of them can fight.

This weapon was only equipped by the old Maozi in the north in the 60s, and it is still in theory. I don't know if they will be dumbfounded when they see the RPJ in Zhang Lin's hand.

Not only this, but also a classic weapon "Type 81 Automatic Rifle"

Whoa, quack, quack... With this gun, quack kills.

The effective range is 400 meters, thirty-round magazine supply, 7.62 mm caliber bullets.

Zhang Lin feels too friendly to the caliber of the bullet, and the Garand rifle of the Mi Army is also of this caliber.

When there are no more bullets to shoot, capture the enemy's bullets and load them up so you can shoot again.

This does not have to worry about the logistics not keeping up, and the embarrassing thing happened that the soldiers have no bullets to fight.

Zhang Lin directly took out 16 RPJ rocket launchers, 200 Type 81 automatic rifles, some dry bullets, and such supporting weapons.

The rocket launcher was not given too much, after all, it was necessary to consider whether their load could bear it.

Each of them prepared an automatic rifle with four magazines, two hundred bullets, two grenades, a 1911 pistol and a few daggers.

There are also some to get rocket launchers and Stinger anti-aircraft missiles and ammo, and almost everyone is fully stocked.

Just as Zhang Lin gestured with the 81 automatic rifle, they gathered one after another.

Those who came first looked at the weapon next to Zhang Lin and the rifle in Zhang Lin's hand, and their eyes were almost blind.

"I'm going, why are there so many weapons piled up into a hill?"

"Yeah, look at the gun in the chief's hand. Although I haven't seen it before, it feels better than Mi Jun's eight grains."

"What's more, the friendly army got the machine gun yesterday and it was inside. Did you see it yesterday? It's too powerful."

"........."

Just as they were whispering, Wuqianli and Ji Chungeng just called the last person.

"Chief, everyone is here."

When Zhang Lin heard that everyone had arrived, he reluctantly put down his gun and stood on top of the scrapped tank.

Looking at the warrior gate full of gunpowder smoke, Zhang Lin said solemnly:

"Brothers, after our bloody battle yesterday, we wiped out all the Americans.

American guys are not that advanced, they will be afraid of bombing, they have two shoulders against one head,

Why are we fighting so hard? Isn't it just relying on weapons to advance and bully us to fall behind?

See the pile of weapons below me? "

"I saw..."

"Hey, this is even more advanced than the weapons of the American guys, just say the automatic rifle in my hand,

Thirty rounds of magazines and an effective range of 400 meters can be used directly as a machine gun. I just want to ask, if I give you weapons, can you drive the Americans back to their hometowns? "

The soldiers roared loudly: "Yes, drive the Miguel back to his hometown..."

Seeing their high morale, and some shouting with red faces and thick necks, Zhang Lin didn't talk nonsense.

"Everyone, put all your weapons together and change your clothes!"

After finishing speaking, let Wuqianli and others change their clothes, and then sat on the tank and lit a cigarette, puffing.

Zhang Lin beckoned to the [-] miles lined up below:

"Fifty thousand miles, come up, I need to find you."

Fifty Thousand Miles climbed up curiously, his eyes wandering to the weapon below from time to time.