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Chapter 3, Donated Gear
Yuan Lang stood behind the fortifications, observing the Eighth Route Army soldiers lying on the ground.

His face was flushed from the cold, and his clothes were so tattered that he couldn't tell what color he was.

I don't know, I thought it was a team of beggars!
In terms of material conditions, let alone compared with the little devils, even compared with the Central Army and the Jinsui Army, they are much worse.

But it is such an armed force that can resist Japan for eight years behind enemy lines and achieve great victories.

There is no doubt that the core of the Eighth Route Army's real success lies not in the excellent weapons and equipment, but in the people who use the weapons and equipment.

These warriors using weapons and equipment were all illiterate farmers before joining the team.

It is undoubtedly a great initiative to unite their education under one banner.

Yuan Lang was muttering in his heart, speaking from his heart, if the army besieged in Cangyunling today is not the Eighth Route Army.

It is the Central Army, the Jinsui Army and other anti-Japanese armed forces, he will never come.

Because there is no need to come and die.

What's more, how many of those troops could carry the attack of the Bantian United for a day and a night, and launched 13 hand-to-hand battles to repel the enemy?

He sent the weapons and equipment over, and the little devil excitedly called him the captain of the transportation team.

But you must not learn from the god of micromanagement!
Then the face of the traverser will be lost.

Soon, the third company commander led the elated Li Yunlong to come.

"This is our head Li Yunlong."

"Is it Captain Li, the head of the new regiment of the 386 brigade? I have long admired your name, my humble Yuan Lang, an overseas Chinese who has returned to China.

Hearing that the Eighth Route Army is short of ammunition, I specially brought some weapons and ammunition to support your ministry and fight against the Japanese invaders and devils. "

Yuan Lang cupped his hands, with an enthusiastic attitude, like a wanderer who has been away from home for many years and returns to his hometown to see his relatives.

Touch his heart, the blood is hot, it's all about serving the country with fists!

"Okay, our country needs brother Yuan Lang, such a patriot!"

Li Yunlong is also a person who can climb up with a pole, and his attitude is enthusiastic.

Who would neglect a rich man who came to give money to his door, he would be a fool.

"Brother Yuan Lang, this battle may start at any time, shall we first look at the weapons and equipment?"

After exchanging pleasantries, Li Yunlong couldn't hold back his restless heart. Compared with Yuan Lang, weapons and equipment were more important.

"No problem, let's look at the weapons and equipment first."

Yuan Lang agreed without hesitation.

A group of people came to the carriage he brought.

Li Yunlong saw the mortar that had just been assembled at a glance, "Oh, I really brought it!"

Although I have already heard the report from the third company commander, it is obvious that the real thing has more impact.

In Li Yunlong's eyes, these two mortars are much more important than his wife.

... After all, he has no wife.

If someone sent him a mortar battery, he would give his wife away.

Anyway, his wife doesn't know which mother-in-law is staying in her stomach!
Yuan Lang acted as a commentator at the side: "Commander Li, this is a German-made 60mm mortar. It is in the inventory of a German arms dealer. Each mortar comes with 100 ammunition.

The quality is definitely no problem, it depends on whether your department has any gunners who can play well. "

Li Yunlong is an old soldier, and the quality of this cannon can be seen at a glance.

The quality of the workmanship is no problem, and the spare parts are complete, which is much better than the captured guns.

It is common for little devils to destroy weapons and equipment while escaping.

As a result, the guns seized by the Eighth Route Army were often defective and lacked some parts.

To be honest, this is the first time Li Yunlong has seen a brand new cannon, and he was reluctant to take it away.

"Huzi, go and call Wang Chengzhu. Damn it, there are enough shells, and this time I can finally open the fire."

While waiting for others, Yuan Lang continued his career as an instructor, just like a child showing off his toys, showing off the weapons and equipment he brought.

Czech-style light machine guns are no strangers. Compared with many light machine guns on the domestic battlefield, they have no other disadvantages except that they are expensive.

20 Czech-style light machine guns are placed together, which is very spectacular.

The soldiers couldn't move their eyes away, and their mouths were all parted with joy.

Twenty light machine guns.

Bayonet, what is the effort?Just hold the machine gun and chug.

Of course, the bullets produced by the system must be fully equipped. A light machine gun has a base of 1000 bullets, a total of 2 machine gun bullets.

"Commander, this machine gun still has a lot of spare parts, and there are three spare barrels alone."

The third company commander chatted with Li Yunlong excitedly as if he had discovered a treasure.

The barrels of machine guns had to be replaced after firing for a long time, and the Eighth Route Army pieced together the incomplete weapons and equipment and equipped them to the troops.

Prepare for a spare spare part, that's a dream.

This battle has hit here, and several Czech light machine guns have been damaged.

If it can't be repaired well, it can only be disassembled to make parts for other machine guns.

Li Yunlong knew in his heart that he asked people to go to the battalions as soon as possible to collect the damaged Czech light machine guns. After simple repairs and replacements, the firepower could be increased.

"Huo, Captain, this grenade is really big enough."

Zhang Dabiao heard that there were weapons and equipment coming, so he asked the deputy battalion commander to keep an eye on the position, and he came by himself.

"German-made grenade, how about it, it looks mighty!"

Li Yunlong has already regarded these things as his own, and his words are full of showing off.

Although he really doesn't know how powerful this thing is.

After all, the daily seizures are the cantaloupe grenades of Little Japan.

Authentic German hand grenades, the Eighth Route Army has never bought them, and they have no money to buy them.

However, the weapons and equipment made in Germany during the Republic of China were still very famous in China.

German guns are good, German guns are good, and German grenades can't be bad, right? !
Based on the principle that the darker and thicker the greater the power, this German grenade is longer and thicker than their grenade, so its power will be half as powerful no matter what.

The little soldier carrying the grenade spoke out Li Yunlong's heart: "Commander, this grenade is one finger longer than ours, so it must be half as powerful as ours, right?"

Facing Li Yunlong's probing gaze, Yuan Lang pursed his lips and smiled, "Half more? No, the power is at least twice as strong.

The grenade on your waist is a domestic imitation version made by the Gongxian Arsenal based on this grenade.

The grenade is much lighter and suitable for us Chinese to use.

But the amount of explosive charge inside has also been reduced by more than half.Only 40 grams. "

Yuan Lang picked up a German-made grenade and pointed to the warhead, "There are 100 grams of dynamite in it. How about its power?"

How much more than 100 is 40, a very simple arithmetic problem, the little soldier understood immediately, but he still underestimated the grenade and made a big blush.

Li Yunlong picked up a grenade and weighed it in his hand, it was really heavy.

If the young man in front of him is right, then the power of these grenades has more than doubled.

Compared with domestic arsenals, the grenade made in Gongxian County and Hanyang has 1.5 times the explosive charge, and the explosive power should also be doubled and a half.

If you compare it with the hand grenades made by the Eighth Route Army in its own border areas, it will be even more incomparable.

Mainly black gunpowder, a small amount of yellow dynamite, and the shell cast in an earthen furnace, as long as it can be fried.

In a word, for the Eighth Route Army, which is short of weapons and ammunition, what can pull out pus is a good plaster. What kind of bicycle do you want?
However, Li Yunlong was very capable, he won more battles and captured more, and he always looked down on the border areas.

My favorite is the little devil's melon grenade.

Now add another, more powerful German grenade.

I don't know if this batch has been used up or if there will be another batch.

By the way, the young man who looks like a teacher said that this is part of the weapon equipment, so is there still part?

Li Yunlong's eyes shone with excitement, which was more exciting than seeing his wife.

He reluctantly put down the "lover" in his hand, and wanted to drag Yuan Lang to chatter.

Yuan Lang nodded when he heard the intention: "Of course there is a chance to continue to cooperate, but..."

"But what? If you have any conditions, you can talk about it. As long as you don't pay, you can discuss anything."

Anyway, Li Yunlong is a poor man. A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. In order to obtain weapons and equipment, he dares to say anything.

"Some weapons and equipment are insignificant, how can they compare with your Eighth Route Army fighting bloody battles with the enemy."

Yuan Lang praised first, and then stated his purpose: "I want to act with your ministry and observe your combat effectiveness. Next time you donate weapons and equipment, you can also make targeted arrangements.

Moreover, this place is surrounded by little devils, and the few of us don't want to be caught and captured by little devils. "

Li Yunlong laughed as soon as he heard it, "It's easy to talk about it, what kind of condition is this. Even if you don't tell me, I have to take you out of the devil's encirclement."

A voice suddenly interrupted their conversation.

"Reporting to the head of the group, Wang Chengzhu is waiting for instructions."

Wang Chengzhu was grinning, Hu Zi had already told him the good news, now that the shells were available, he shouldn't be scolded by the regiment leader this time, right?
(End of this chapter)