Rise from the sword

Chapter 3 Zhang Dabiao's new gun
bang bang
The sound of two consecutive shell shots sounded, and at the same time there was a mechanical cracking sound.

Two shots killed the devil scout, and then kicked the body down. Zhang Dabiao lowered his head and stared at the broken shell gun in his hand.

The receiver is broken, the internal parts have been exposed, and even the breech of the gun is exposed. This is almost a death sentence for this gun. The technology of the arsenal in the future will definitely not be able to repair it. He was stunned for a while. scolded:
"Mad, what Jin made is garbage, it's broken after only a few days..."

The wild, thunderous scolding made the guards around him feel pain in their ears.

You have used this gun for at least two years. At least 20 devils died on this gun. With the puppet army, I am afraid that there is a reinforced platoon. With such high-intensity use, it is already very good to last until now. ·····The communications soldier who also served as the guard curled his lips, and at the same time swiftly put away the devil's [-] carbine.

The general battalion-level cadres are not equipped with full-time guards, but they will bring one or several personal correspondents when fighting, first to deliver orders, and secondly to serve as guards.

After that, the guards carried their carbine and stayed silently aside, watching the battalion commander Zhang Da continue to swear and say nothing.

He didn't dare to murmur aloud. The battalion commander of his family was usually very good-natured and kind. However, when he arrived on the battlefield, his temper was completely changed. He was irritable like a vicious dog. No one can hold him down except for the head of the regiment.

However, in the face of the regiment commander, the battalion commander of his own family is as well-behaved as a child. No matter what he hits, the regiment commander does not retaliate, and even smiles all over his face. One thing.

"Batch commander, I'll go to the logistics department to get a box of king bastards..." The guard said only when Zhang Dabiao's scolding gradually stopped.

"The devil's bastard's box is not as good as Jin's shell-fighting gun." Zhang Dabiao curled his lips in a disdainful tone.

Due to design flaws and bullet factors, the bastard box pistols of the Japanese army often jammed, and the range was short and the accuracy was not high. They could only fight face to face at close range. Once they exceeded 30 meters, the accuracy would be greatly reduced. This is a problem in the design and manufacture of firearms, and has nothing to do with the shooter's ability and technology. For Zhang Dabiao, who often needs to fight on the front line, the standard range of nearly 150 meters, and the range of close to [-] meters after the grip and the gun box are his first choice. .

It's a pity that there are no good shell guns left in the regiment now, so I can only find a king bastard box to make do with it.

This anti-mopping operation was extremely fierce. The main position of Cangyunling has been fighting for a long time. The devils attacked fiercely, and the equipment and ammunition were severely consumed. Now, where is the logistics department of the regiment headquarters? It's already empty, and I guess it's not bad to have a box of kings.

In this big battlefield, there is no chance, no time to get a new shell gun.

Although many grass-roots officers of the [-]st Battalion of the New Regiment used shelled guns, Zhang Dabiao didn't bother to ask for weapons from his comrades-in-arms, even if it was easy for him.

"Humph, the enemy's road is narrow, and I actually met the Bantian United Team"

Throwing the broken shell gun in his hand to the guard, Zhang Dabiao turned his attention to the dead devil in front of him. The devil was infiltrating, and they were also infiltrating, inquiring about each other's number and deployment.

And he succeeded in knowing Guizi's number, but he didn't know if Guizi had figured out Xinyi Tuan's number.

"Go back to the main position and report to the head of the regiment. I guess that the head of our family will do something else when he hears the opponent in front of him."

Zhang Dabiao licked his lips.

As someone who has followed Li Yunlong for several years, Zhang Dabiao is naturally very familiar with the behavior of his own regiment leader. He is completely fearless. If he hears that the enemy in front of him is the Bantian United Team, he is the one who has repeatedly beaten the various regiments of the Republic of China. The disgraced Sakata United team, I am afraid they will have red eyes...

The head of the red-eyed, that is the guy who makes the head of the headquarters very big
The guard on the side shrank his neck, he did not dare to participate in this topic.

"Batch commander, battalion commander..."

At this time, in the distance, the platoon leader who had met Chen Fan before ran towards Zhang Dabiao with three boxes in his hands. The smile on his face was about to bloom, and even because he was too excited, he didn't pay attention to his feet and almost stumbled. .

"Wang Gensheng, you have married a wife, so frizzy..."

Looking at the smile of his subordinates, Zhang Dabiao, who ruled out the emergency, squinted his eyes and looked at the shell gun on the waist of the old platoon leader under him. Bad.

"Battery commander, someone from the left wing came to you and said he wanted to do business with you."

Wang Gensheng is also a veteran. Although he did not come out of the Long March Snow Mountain Road, he also participated in the reorganization of the Eighth Route Army in early 37. He has been in the army for two years so far. After exercising, he could see at a glance that his battalion commander was in a bad mood, and he also found the reason.

The shell gun that followed the battalion commander was broken. The [-]-shot shell gun that was made in Jin Dynasty was said to be made by the master himself. Although the quality was not as good as the original German mirror box of the regiment commander, it was in the new regiment. Among the shell guns, it can also be ranked in the top few.

"This is the deposit paid by that person, and you just need it." With a smirk, Wang Gensheng handed over the gift box of the fine shell gun in his hand.

"Business? What a mess!"

"In this big battlefield, the devil is in front, and there are people who come to do business with our regiment? It can't be the bait of the devil, can't you even distinguish this thing?"

Zhang Dabiao looked at the three wooden boxes handed over by Wang Gensheng, and continued to curse.

If they are in the base area, those Yaji or brokers will still find Xinyi to do business. After all, a regiment of more than 500 people, even if it is poor and eats horses, still has a lot of business dealings. Besides, Xinyi The regiment usually fought against the devils, and captured a lot of supplies, and sold them to merchants everywhere if they didn't need them.

Where there are people, there is business, and where there is business, there will be businessmen, even if the devils are heavily blocked and encircled.

"I've seen it. It's not like the bait sent by the devil. The things he gave are very special. However, it is said to be a business, but the specific business is not clear."

Wang Gensheng shrank his neck, and at the same time held up the three boxes of shell guns in his hand and handed them to Zhang Dabiao.

The usual process is not like this, but the price given by Chen Fan is really too high. Four strokes make twenty sounds, which is a high price that is hard to refuse.

He had already checked and there was nothing wrong with the four boxes containing the shelled guns. The guns, bullets and various accessories were all genuine, and there were no explosives or other unusual things.

Before he came, he left a gun in his platoon and kept it by the deputy platoon commander, because the quality of the gun was so good, once it was exposed, it would definitely not be his share.

"Huh? On the battlefield, if you encounter an unknown person, report it to me without asking clearly? What do you eat?"

Wang Gensheng's words made Zhang Dabiao very dissatisfied.

He made repeated orders many times. He had to be cautious and careful when doing things on the battlefield. In peacetime, he had to investigate suspicious elements carefully. He encountered unknown people in this war, but he didn't know the purpose of the other party. As his subordinate, he was so irritable.

Looking for a beating?
"Go and investigate, and then remit to me..."

As he was talking, Zhang Dabiao's tone suddenly choked. At this time, Wang Gensheng had already opened the box in his hand. Inside the box, a shell gun was lying in front of Zhang Dabiao.

"He gave me four of these, two of yours, two of mine, saying yes..."

Before Wang Gensheng finished speaking, Zhang Dabiao grabbed the shell gun with one hand, pulled the bolt, checked the nose and firing pin, and then touched the surface of the gun body, his eyes suddenly as hot as the hair of a volcano.

"Twenty Sounds Made by Virtue..."

"This quality is better than that of the head of the regiment"

"The grip is actually silver-plated!"

The system produced a shell gun with a manufacturing quality that surpassed the times for at least ten years, and a silver-plated non-slip engraving on the grip, which made Zhang Dabiao, the veteran gun player, amazed.

Then he opened the other two boxes one by one, looked at the three identical guns in his hand, of terrible quality, and fell silent for a while.

"I gave you four in total, right?"

"Yes, I have already put away the other one," Wang Gensheng stammered.

"You're a chicken thief. You hid one earlier. I'll keep one of these three, and leave the rest to the regiment commander." After a long time, Zhang Dabiao put the two shell guns in his hand into the box and handed them over to the guards on the side.

After that, he put on the walnut wooden box, inserted the brand new shell gun into his waist, tugged the corner of his clothes to cover the silver-plated handle, and then tied the leather magazine carrying device with the magazine inserted into his waist. He cracked a big white tooth, smiled all over his face, and said to Wang Gensheng in a kind tone:

"Let's go, take me to see..."

(End of this chapter)