Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 305 Preparation
"Wow!"

Half a day later, Wang Zhifei arrived at the secret base carrying two large bags and a light machine gun hanging on his body.

"Look at this! This is called a shotgun. It fires continuously. It can hit a large area with one shot at close range. You don't even need to aim.

Throw away that bastard box of Little Gaga quickly. One shot will at most make two holes, which is a penetrating wound. Unless you shoot him in the head, he can still get up and fight you for a while even if you shoot him several times.

56 assault rifle, the most durable gun, can still fire even if it is pulled out from buried in ice and snow. With thirty bullets, even a god will have to hide first.

SKS, with a scope, within a few hundred meters, shooting a head is like a piece of cake.

I won’t talk about pistols, you should all understand.

This grenade is different from Xiao Gaga's melon grenade. It has good stability and great lethality. The most important thing is that it can be detonated by simply pulling out the safety pin and releasing the grip, without having to knock it.

And there is this, the bazooka, a direct-aiming rocket launcher, it shoots wherever you point it, and it requires no technical skills.

It's a pity that none of you know how to use mortars. If someone knew how to use mortars, I would give you a few cannons and the skeleton of a regiment would be established.

However, this is not bad either. Based on the personnel information provided by Instructor Li, I think it would be better for you to form two light machine gun teams and one assault team.

The assault team is divided into groups of two, moving alternately, one person holding a 56 and charging, the other holding an AA-12. At a distance, the 56 is used to suppress, and at close range, the shotgun is used directly.

Those who are good at shooting can use SKS and long-range sniping, aiming at the firing points. As for the tough ones, leave them to the direct-aiming rocket launchers.

Qi Lu, Chang Ming, don't you like to use spikes? I'm not saying that, but that thing is only half a tool at best. Have you seen this?

(Wang Zhifei swung the 56-charge, and the three-edged spike popped out.)
"A triangular thorn! Once this thing stabs you, the jagged side blades will leave a triangular wound that is difficult to sew up. Once you get hit, you will die. There is no other way."

Wang Zhifei removed the triangular dagger and handed it to Qi Lu and Chang Ming. The two took the triangular dagger and looked at this powerful weapon with their eyes lighting up.

Compared with this, the business card made of nails looked like a piece of rag. The two of them picked up one each and couldn't let it go.

Surprise! Li Chang was left with only surprise at this time.

"Comrade Wang Zhifei, will it be difficult to carry so many weapons?" Li Chang said after thinking for a while.

"There will be difficulties, but no matter how difficult it is, we cannot let our comrades charge forward empty-handed. Compared with my comrades, my difficulties are not difficult at all.

The most important thing now is to get everyone here for training as soon as possible, so that they can become familiar with firearms and combat methods.

Also, take Doctor Zhuang Yan, Zhao Di, and the injured back to the mountains. This place is too close to Lincheng Station and not very safe."

Wang Zhifei said after looking at Zhaodi and Zhuang Yan.

Gao Fei beside him was annoyed: "Eh?! Comrade Wang, Coach Li, who is the injured person you are talking about? It can't be me, right? I think I'm fine..."

"Are you okay? Stop talking nonsense. It's up to you to decide whether you are okay or not. I told you to rest, but you just can't calm down as if you have a thorn in your butt. How many days have you had this wound?
It's broken twice, who am I talking about? The wound is better now, if it breaks again, I won't remove the stitches, I'll just put a zipper on it.

I don’t know what’s in your stomach, you always want to break a wound to see…”

Lin Dong was scolded so hard that he shrank his neck. He touched the newly healed wound on his stomach, and finally he dared not mention taking part in the battle again.

……

The next day, Wang Zhifei and others came to see Li off and give them guidance.

"Coach Li, please go quickly and come back soon. We don't have much time. The longer we train, the safer our comrades will be."

Wang Zhifei said to Coach Li. "I know! I know! I'll leave the food issue to you." Coach Li patted Wang Zhifei and said.

Hong Hai was saying goodbye to Zhuang Yan over there: "I'll leave Lin Dong to Dr. Zhuang. I'll give you this wheel. It's my amulet. If you carry it with you, you'll be out of danger."

Zhuang Yan took the small wheel handed over by Hong Hai. At this time, Wang Zhifei came over: "What amulet? Oh, this one, never mind, this one is for you.

Sun Wukong once said: It is better to make your own decisions than to seek divination from immortals. It is better to have the ability than to chant the Buddha's name and recite the scriptures.

Take this for you. If you are in danger, this thing will come in handy!"

Wang Zhifei took out a small pistol and slapped it on Zhuang Yan's hand.

No matter what, Doctor Xiaozhuang had tricked his way to the mountains, so it would be a bit unreasonable not to give him something.

Coach Li, who was standing next to him, was looking at the shiny little pistol that Wang Zhifei handed over. He was so envious. But he felt more balanced thinking that he would have a good gun when he came back.

……

Two days later, Coach Li came with more than a hundred people. Wang Zhifei frowned when he saw them, and without saying anything else, he got them all a set of cotton coats.

The pork was stewing over there and the gun was placed on the ground. Coach Li asked Wang Zhifei to say a few words.

Say a few words? If you want to, just say a few words.

"Put on your new clothes, the pork is stewing over there, and here are all good guns. I have prepared everything you need, and the next step is to kill Little Gaga.

I have guns, bullets, cotton on my body, and meat in my belly. If anyone still acts like a jerk, don't blame me for scolding him.

From today on, I will teach you how to practice shooting, bayonet fighting, and tactics. If you really use such a good gun as a firewood stick, not only you, but also the gun will be killed unjustly.

Next, eat some meat, then gather for training! Disbanded! "

……

After more than ten days of training, the team was able to initially coordinate themselves so that they would not rush in like a swarm of bees.

But this is enough. It may be a little insufficient to deal with the little Gaga in previous years, but it is enough to deal with the little Gaga now.

After all, they are no longer able to do it. On the battlefield now, Xiao Gaga often surrenders. In the past, let alone surrendering, even if they were seriously injured, they would still throw grenades.

Whether in willpower or military quality, including confidence, they can no longer compare to the past.

……

Wang Zhifei and his men ambushed on both sides of the railway, with two Type 93 So-Mo armored vehicles in front and behind, and searchlights illuminating the roadbed on both sides. From time to time, they fired a burst of bullets, sweeping the places they thought someone was hiding.

There were two sections on the train, one for arms and one for escort personnel. Fujiwara Hirokazu was among them. Sitting opposite him was the railway dispatcher Lao Wang.

A table full of dishes and a pot of sake. Lao Wang knew this day would come, but he didn't expect it to come so late.

"Mr. Wang, I admire you very much. You have been in Lincheng Station for a long time. How did you hide for such a long time?

I heard that you love to drink. This is the sake I brought from my hometown. Have a taste. You must be a person with a story. I want to hear your story. "

(End of this chapter)