The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 2159 Shared hatred and hatred

Several officials from Shang Zhenying started quarreling with Xu Lang. How could such a thing be kept secret?

For a moment, the soldiers from Shang Zhenying and the Eighth Route Army outside the house felt a little uncomfortable.

At least for these Eighth Route Army soldiers, this was the first battle they fought in cooperation with Shang Zhenying, and they won the battle!

So, at this time, Qian Bingzhong became embarrassed.

When the soldier who entered the house brought out the news, Qian Bingzhong was standing next to a large flat stone outside the house. Type 38 rifle bullets were already placed on the stone.

Those bullets were poured out from the Japanese bullet box given to him by Hu Zhuzi. Qian Bingzhong had already counted those bullets, a total of 107 bullets.

After all, when the Japanese army fought with the Eighth Route Army before, that Japanese soldier must have dropped some bullets.

Shang Zhen's battalion often won battles and captured a lot of ammunition from the Japanese army, and their battalion had few people, so they always had surplus ammunition.

This is like the young master of a landlord's family. There is always food in stock at home, so he is naturally lavish in spending money.

Unless there was a severe shortage of ammunition, Shang Zhenying seldom gathered all the soldiers' ammunition together for unified distribution.

It is also because of this that for the people in Shang Zhenying, as long as you have the ability to seize the Japanese army’s ammunition and you have the ability to carry it, no one will care how many bullets you carry.

It was also because of this that Hu Zhuzi was able to give all three boxes of bullets, one large and two small, to Qian Bingzhong.

In fact, it was not just Hu Zhuzi, but everyone else in their battalion was the same. They had too many captured items that they couldn't use or take away, so they might as well distribute them to the Eighth Route Army soldiers. After all, everyone was fighting the Japanese!

But Hu Zhuzi could do this, but Qian Bingzhong could not use all the bullets for himself.

They were all brought by Li Shan. How many people did Xu Lang have under him? Including Xu Lang, there were only three in total.

Li Shan was shot and is now unconscious, so Qian Bingzhong took the initiative to distribute the bullets to the Eighth Route Army soldiers.

There were more than 40 of them in total, and with some bullets captured by others, each of them could get seven or eight bullets.

The principle is the same. Hu Zhuzi distributed the bullets to him to fight the Japanese, and he then distributed the bullets to the Eighth Route Army soldiers, still fighting the Japanese!

Don’t underestimate these seven or eight bullets. They can really take the enemy’s life at the critical moment!

Don’t say that the Eighth Route Army’s shooting skills are not good.

It was simply that the weapons used by the Eighth Route Army were inferior, the ammunition they used was limited, and they fired few shots, so naturally their shooting skills were not very high.

But then again, when the Eighth Route Army was ambushing the Japanese army, there was one thing that was very similar to Shang Zhenying, and that was that they had to fight the Japanese army very close to them.

Shang Zhen's battalion placed the Japanese troops very close to them because they had many box guns, plenty of bullets, and strong firepower, so they fought a short assault war.

The Eighth Route Army kept the Japanese troops very close because they had too few bullets and of course hoped to kill an enemy with one shot. After firing two or three shots, they would raise their rifles and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese troops.

But now that the leaders inside were arguing, should he distribute the bullets he got from Hu Zhuzi or not? The soldiers of Shang Zhenying were watching from the side!

Just when Qian Bingzhong didn't know what to do, a soldier from Shang Zhen's camp came forward.

They wouldn’t ask for the bullets back, would they? Not only Qian Bingzhong thought so, but the Eighth Route Army soldiers also thought so.

They want to judge what others are thinking by looking at their faces.

But their actions were doomed to be in vain, because the man who came forward had a face that couldn't be uglier. It was the disfigured Hou Kanshan.

But who would have thought that Hou Kanshan would come to the big rock and say, "What can we do with these bullets? Anyone with extra bullets? Give some to our Eighth Route Army brothers!"

After saying that, he threw down a cloth bag first.

The cloth bag fell on the stone, making a "rustling" sound. As soon as you heard the crisp sound, you knew that it was full of bullets without opening the bag!

Qian Bingzhong didn't know what to do for a moment. At first, he didn't know what to do because he was afraid that the soldiers from Shang Zhen's camp would take the bullets back.

And now I don’t know what to do, I’m so moved!

After Hou Kanshan said this, soldiers from Shang Zhen's camp really came forward and threw down some bullets, more or less.

"You have to call the Eighth Route Army comrades, why call them brothers? That's the old army's style!" At this time, Chen Hanwen, who also came forward, said to Hou Kanshandao

"Tsk! What do you mean by calling the Eighth Route Army comrades? Aren't we also the Eighth Route Army now? We in the Eighth Route Army should call each other comrades!" Qin Chuan, who was standing aside, found fault with Chen Hanwen's words.

"You're right, you're right!" Chen Hanwen was quick to follow suit.

The conversation between Chen Hanwen and his friends stunned the Eighth Route Army soldiers nearby.

But they never imagined that Shang Zhenying's sense of identification with the Eighth Route Army was so high.

How could they know? This was because Leng Xiaozhi had an accident. If Leng Xiaozhi hadn't been in trouble, their battalion might have become the Eighth Route Army long ago. With their understanding of the Eighth Route Army, it wouldn't have happened in a day or two.

The bullets were distributed, and each of the more than 20 Eighth Route Army soldiers received more than bullets.

A young soldier who looked only about sixteen or seventeen years old carefully wiped the bullet with his lapel, then pulled out a small wooden stick from his bullet bag and stuffed the bullet back in.

His focused expression immediately caught Qin Chuan's attention.

"How many Japanese have you killed?" Qin Chuan asked with a smile.

"I made a profit!" the little soldier laughed.

Hearing the young soldier say this, Qin Chuan also laughed and asked, "Killing one will cover the cost, killing two will make a profit, right?"

The young soldier nodded seriously, and then asked Qin Chuan: "Old soldier, how many devils did you kill?"

"I really don't remember." Qin Chuan laughed, then said seriously: "In fact, killing eight or ten people is the same as killing one. As long as we are brave and not afraid of sacrifice, even if we only exchange one for another, we can wipe out the Japanese devils!"

"Yeah." The young soldier answered seriously again, but then he said, "Life for life is not an option. There are nine people in my family, and I am the only one who survived to join the army. The others were killed by the damn Japanese devils!"

Qin Chuan was stunned when he heard the young soldier say this.

He took a serious look at the young soldier, and suddenly he understood why the young soldier wiped each bullet so carefully, because each bullet represented the hatred in his heart.

"If there is a chance in the future, I will fight the Japanese with you and avenge us!" Qin Chuan said.

The little soldier said "hmm" again.

Just when Qin Chuan wanted to say something, the door was pushed open from the inside with a creaky sound, and Xu Lang walked out of the room with a gloomy face.

For a moment, no one spoke and the whole scene fell silent. It seemed a little tense and awkward, just like the previous meeting in the room.

At this moment, in the room, Wang Laomao was looking up at the string of money very close to him. His eyes were a little surprised at first, and then he became thoughtful.

The reason was that when Xu Lang walked out of the house, Qian Chuaner whispered something in his ear.

The sentence was: "Secretary He didn't sacrifice himself, let's find a way to find the traitor!"