Rise from the sword

Chapter 122 Good gun!

"Go, let's go!"

The tin box communicator in his hand lit up, Li Yunlong got up abruptly, and walked to Chen Fan's scheduled delivery place.

"Let's all go!"

Zhang Dabiao got up immediately.

Behind the two, eight hundred soldiers of the independent regiment carefully selected followed in a long line, and the remaining forty big mules of the regiment were followed by Huang Baowang in the middle of the team.

"Old Li, are you sure you don't want to get one or two heavy machine guns?"

Beside Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang looked at the list in his hand and couldn't help asking: "Firepower suppression and firepower coverage, heavy machine guns are much easier to use than light machine guns, and the firepower is also better."

Zhao Gang discovered that the weapons and ammunition chosen by Li Yunlong this time did not have a heavy machine gun, and the MG8 heavy machine gun from the original German factory was clearly available in the material list. Referring to the quality of other guns, this must be heavier than the Type 24 produced in the Republic of China. Machine guns are at least twice as good.

In the last ambush, if there was a crossfire composed of two or three heavy machine guns, the effect of the first wave of charging and killing the devils would be better.

"not needed for now!"

"It's not worth it either!"

Li Yunlong shook his head:
"One heavy machine gun weighs more than 100 kilograms including the spare parts of the barrel, the tripod shield, etc. If replaced with a light machine gun, there can be three. The effect of three light machine guns will not be much worse than that of one heavy machine gun."

"And it's complicated to disassemble. Mountain sports are more troublesome than 82 mortars. Unlike the Jinsui Army, we need to fight the devils. Moreover, the heavy machine guns have to carry cooling water, which takes up the establishment in vain."

Leader Li Datuan naturally understood clearly in his heart.

Heavy machine guns are not suitable for the current independent regiment, at least this MG8 heavy machine gun is not suitable.After the popularization of light machine guns in the regiment, he even gave all the captured Type [-] to his superiors.

Later, Li Yunlong continued to add:
"Besides, the devil's grenadier is completely the nemesis of heavy machine guns. Last time in Wild Wolf Valley, our regiment had five light machine guns fell under the devil's grenadier. Confessed."

Speaking of this, Li Yunlong still felt horrified.

The few minutes when the devils charged, in just a few minutes, there were more than 30 people in the independent regiment, and five machine guns fell under the devil's grenades. The Kwantung Army was indeed much stronger than the devils in Yangquan, the flower of the imperial army Not blown out.

"I think it's better to get a few."

Zhao Gang still insisted on his idea, and he said in a negotiating tone: "Heavy machine guns are more accurate than light machine guns, and their range is farther than light machine guns. In the last battle in Jiazhuang, a heavy machine gun with a shield was shot by the devil. Can suppress our entire regiment."

"As long as the terrain is suitable and the bunkers are set up in advance, the devil's grenades can be completely ignored. Now we also have 82 mortars that can suppress the devil's infantry artillery. It is very suitable to put a few in Yangcun."

Zhao Gang said his reason.

Whether the weapon is suitable depends on the environment in which it is used, and it depends on the situation of the equipped troops.

The 92-caliber grenade of the grenade is very small, which is equivalent to the power of a hand grenade. A little stronger earthworks can prevent it. As for the devil's 82 guns, which are the most threatening fortifications, the independent regiment has [-] forces to suppress them.

Unless the devil is equipped with a heavier large-caliber mountain cannon.

"Ha ha···"

Li Yunlong laughed suddenly, and hooked Lao Zhao's shoulder: "Old Zhao, you and I really thought of going together. I also thought about getting a few heavy machine guns to build a few fortresses to attract devils' artillery fire, and then use 82 to kill them." Devil 92 cannon, but..."

Having said that, Li Yunlong lowered his voice:
"I heard from brother Chen Fan that he has a better heavy machine gun. It uses 12.7mm bullets. Its range and power far exceed those of water-cooled machine guns. One bullet can cut a devil in half..."

"Oh?"

Zhao Gang's eyes lit up: "And this good thing? How about some more!"

Zhao Gang is familiar with the large-caliber heavy machine gun. He had seen it before when he was in the Anti-University University. This thing is usually loaded on the plane.

The Mg8 heavy machine gun is a younger brother in front of this.

"However, brother Chen Fan said that it is not in stock yet, so we have to wait for a while."

Li Yunlong's tone was full of pity, which also made Zhao Gang's expression froze.

Damn, what do you say if there is no goods...

Zhao Gang did not continue to say that although the heavy machine gun using Mauser rifle ammunition is good, it is not so necessary for the current independent regiment, and since there are better things, it is okay to wait.

As soon as the two finished speaking, the monk rushed over:

"Leader, political commissar, what did you just say about the large caliber? Can you beat the devil in two?"

Monk Wei was carrying a thick pine log in his hand, breathing steadily, with a smile on his face.

Disgusted by the small power of the shell gun, Wei Monk is full of pursuit of lethality.

"A heavy machine gun, do you still want to carry it?"

Li Yunlong knew that the monk had always disliked the power of the shell gun for being too small, so he frowned: "Why the hell are you still carrying this thing, save some strength, and I will bring a few more boxes of ammunition to the labor and management later."

"Exercise!"

Monk Wei held up the log in his hand, and smiled: "Head, don't worry, I will promise ten barrels of canned pork this time, but afterward, you have to let me eat the meat for a whole day, and I will be full after every meal." kind of."

"Ten barrels?"

It was Zhao Gang who spoke, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching: "A barrel of canned pork weighs 100 kilograms, which is two hundred catties. You carry ten barrels by yourself? Do you think you are a big mule?"

Move a ton of supplies and run a kilometer on a mountain road?

Do you think you are a car?Have an engine?

"Hey hey, head, political commissar, if I move ten barrels, can I have a full day's worth of meat?"

Monk Wei was thinking about eating meat.

Zhao Gang and Li Yunlong did not respond immediately, but looked at Monk Wei carefully.

Only now did the two realize that Monk Wei's physique had changed greatly compared to when he first arrived, his muscles were stronger than before, and he even looked much taller. Going up and down the tree was surprisingly relaxed, neither blushing nor out of breath.

After several months of hard training, coupled with the good food from the independent group, Monk Wei's physical fitness has grown explosively.

Is this still human? ····· Zhao Gang felt that this monk was simply challenging the physiological knowledge he had learned, violating the limits of human beings.

"Okay, if you like ten barrels, I will reserve one barrel for you alone, so that you can eat as much as you want!"

Li Yunlong nodded happily.

The last time I ambushed the Kwantung Army devils, this kid killed six devils alone, and half of them were killed by cold weapons. It is right to give a bucket of canned meat.

"Thank you, Captain!"

Monk Wei grinned widely, and ran forward joyfully, carrying the log.

"What happened to this kid last time? After returning from Shuangfeng Town, he put it there every day to practice to death?"

Zhao Gang was really curious.

When he first came here, the monk was still normal, but since he came back from Shuangfeng Town last time, he has been exercising to death every day, harder than anyone else, and he often wakes up in the middle of the night to see the monk carrying stone rollers in the yard. lift.

"Stimulated"

Li Yunlong chuckled: "The last time I competed with others, I was slapped and fainted with one move."

"No wonder, this is trying to get back the field."

Zhao Gang nodded in understanding, and then his tone was a little curious: "But, who is so powerful? A slap to knock the monk out?"

It's normal for martial arts practitioners to want to regain their position after failure.

But Monk Wei was invincible in his kung fu. Among the people Zhao Gang met, almost no one could compete with him for hurting kung fu, and was there anyone who could knock him out with one slap?
"I'll see you later?"

Li Yunlong smiled mysteriously.

"Oh? It seems that I will be able to witness a high-quality hand-to-hand combat later."

Zhao Gang looked forward to it even more.

"High-quality hand-to-hand combat?"

Li Yunlong curled his lips and said with a sneer: "I hope he will go up, but this monk probably doesn't have the guts or the ability. If he dares to go up, he might still be slapped and fainted."

No matter how much children exercise, they will still be slapped flying when they meet adults.

"Ok?"

Zhao Gang became more interested.

·····
When Li Yunlong and his group arrived, Chen Fan was already waiting on the spot with weapons, ammunition and canned meat.

When a few people meet, they greet each other and introduce each other.

Li Yunlong immediately rushed up to give him a hug, but Chen Fan avoided it directly. Li Yunlong also laughed and started introducing Zhao Gang without changing his face, and Chen Fan also shook hands with the second protagonist.

After the process was completed and the formalities were completed, Chen Fan straightforwardly introduced the quantity of supplies:
"Five 82 mortars, 2000 rounds of 82 mortars, 5000 rounds of 60 mortars, rifles, machine gun grenades, a total of [-] tons, plus [-] donated mules."

"Here are five hundred barrels of canned meat."

A pile on one side, neatly.

As soon as the words fell, Li Yunlong left Chen Fan aside, and ran to touch here and there in front of nearly a hundred tons of weapons, ammunition and food, giggling nonstop, while arranging for everyone to start carrying supplies.

Ninety tons of weapons and ammunition on the mountain road is really enough for 800 people.In consideration of safety and concealment, Li Yunlong did not mobilize the whole regiment to carry it.

"Political Commissar Zhao, I have long admired your name!"

After Li Datuan left, Chen Fan finally had the opportunity to take a good look at the famous second protagonist.

Zhao Gang's appearance is very different from the TV series, but his aura is the same, with an obvious taste of intellectuals in his rigidity. The two are mixed together, and a strong smell of a school bully hits his face.

"Long-awaited..."

Chen Fan's opening remarks made Zhao Gang's eyes twitch, and he didn't know how to respond for a while.

He is a political commissar of the independent regiment, and he has just taken office, so how can he have the right to look up to him for a long time?
"Here, Comrade Chen Fan is too polite. I have long admired him and dare not take it seriously. Just call me Old Zhao."

However, Political Commissar Zhao is a person with a high EQ after all, so he quickly mellowed the topic, and he was really curious about Chen Fan, so he took the initiative to talk to him to get closer.

The two immediately chatted lively.

After all, Chen Fan is a traverser with a system. Although his system does not feel like his, but the thinking of the next few decades is still there. Under the overall situation brought about by his experience, he speaks very broadly, while Zhao Gang has a solid foundation of knowledge. , and has experienced many years of actual combat, and speaks with depth.

The two hit it off almost immediately.

Enjoyed talking.

It's a pity that Chen Fan was a network keyboard player in his previous life, with a wide range of knowledge and almost zero depth. The little knowledge in his head was quickly squeezed out, while Zhao Gang became more and more energetic as he talked, as if he had discovered a new world. I can't wait to say that he lasted three days and three nights.

Chen Fan, whose scalp was numb, quickly changed the subject:
"I heard that Political Commissar Zhao is a good shooter and has the potential to be a sniper. It just so happens that I have two sniper rifles here."

If we continue the discussion, I have to tell you about parallel worlds and quantum mechanics...

Chen Fan immediately asked his attendants to bring the two special Mauser 98 sniper rifles to Zhao Gang, and at the same time introduced: "The Mauser rifle is modified, with a longer barrel and a scope. This gun has higher accuracy and a longer range. Far."

This successfully attracted Zhao Gang's attention and interrupted his thirst for knowledge.

The inhuman figure of the entourage reminded Zhao Gang of the monk... Monk Wei must have been knocked out by this one, no matter how much the monk practiced, it was impossible to win with this physique.

"This is···"

He touched the Mauser rifle in his hand, opened the cover of the scope, and squinted his eyes. Zhao Gang could no longer restrain himself from the detailed depiction in the scope, and his voice suddenly became pleasantly surprised.

"Good gun!"

"Good gun!"

With this gun, within 600 meters, you can definitely kill with a single shot.

Zhao Gang fell in love with it.

"What a good gun?"

With a good shot from Zhao Gang, the monk who had been peeping at the side was attracted to him.

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Another hundred.

After assigning the transportation task, Li Yunlong called Zhang Dabiao and said in a low voice:

"Divide more than half of it and move it to the newly dug secret ammunition depot."

The ammunition depot at the entrance of Yangcun Village is large enough, but the location is not secret enough. Once devils or other people come, it will be easy to find out, so Li Yunlong ordered people to build a secret ammunition depot in the mountains to hide part of the weapons, ammunition and weapons secretly.

The location of the secret ammunition depot is poorly known.

In this way, when the devils are encircling and suppressing, the transfer of the independent regiment can reduce the burden.

"Yes!"

Zhang Dabiao immediately started working.

He took a group of veterans including the well-known security platoon and regiment security department to secretly transport a large number of cans and weapons and ammunition to the hidden ammunition depot in the mountains in an ant-moving style.

With big mules, transportation doesn't require too many people, just a few more trips.

With 40 big mules and horses, more than [-] people transported more than four tons of supplies to a hidden ravine.

The distance is not far, so the big mule transported [-] kilograms of supplies.

In the team, Zhu Ziming, an officer of the security department wearing a military cap, was unremarkable. At this time, this senior officer who had been in the army for more than a year was squinting at a bucket of canned pork and boxes of ammunition on horseback. ····
Although he knew the plot, Chen Fan didn't pay attention to Zhu Ziming.

First of all, this bright sword's most "two-five boy" has not yet inspired rebellion, he has not been caught by the devils to instigate rebellion, and second, he has left behind a bunch of weapons and ammunition, and it is not clear whether this person will rebel... ·

Therefore, Chen Fan did not mention this matter.

Besides, the independent group is still in Yangcun, and it is still several years away from Zhao Jiayu!
However, at this time Zhu Ziming didn't know that he had already been paid attention to, and he was looking at the canned pig's head, wriggling his throat...
　Has anyone watched...Tune the Pacific, the Great Hero of [-]...? (baidu)

　　The difference!
　　What others wrote is like cola, exciting and sour!
　　Ma De, labor and management write like footwashing water...

　　But, uh huh, I have someone to study...
　　
　
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