Check in from the bright sword

After easily eliminating the devils outside the warehouse, the cannon fodder began to collect the weapons in the warehouse.

This warehouse was originally prepared for the Sichuan Army, and the weapons inside were just enough to arm a regiment.

It is a pity that they are all light weapons, only Lee Enfield rifles, Bren light machine guns and Vickers heavy machine guns, but no artillery, not even mortars.

In the blink of an eye, the Sichuan Army Corps became a British Weapon Corps.

Moreover, the ammunition is relatively abundant, with half the ammunition of the base.

Two Willys jeeps and Type [-] light tanks were also refilled with diesel.

Kang Ya even brought the two extra barrels of diesel oil with him and tied them to the tail of the tank with hemp rope. This guy is really ignorant and fearless, and he is not afraid that the oil barrel will burst, and even the tank will be burned to ashes.

After receiving the weapons and ammunition, Long Wenwen ordered the troops to march southwest.

"Hey, are you going to the airport?" Meng Fanle's venomous tongue flared up again, "Looking for death?"

"Company Commander Meng, you have been dismissed." Long Wenwen glanced at Meng Fan and said coldly, "After all, Second Class."

Although some things had changed, Meng Fanle still couldn't avoid the fate of being dismissed by Long Wenwen. He was pushed to the end again and became a second-class soldier.

"I still want to say whether you demoted me to a third-class soldier." Meng Fan said anxiously, "With you, a patchwork of cannon fodder, how dare you want to seize Myitkyina Airport?"

Chapter 18 Prove yourself

"That's the airport, did you build the airport?"

"A military important place, do you know what a military important place is?"

"As long as the military is important, there must be heavy guards!"

"Do you know what it means to be heavily guarded? Heavy soldiers? Heavy soldiers!"

"At least one infantry battalion is required to qualify as a heavy soldier!"

"A brigade of infantry can easily defeat a main division of the national army head-on!"

"Just relying on your cobbled together cannon fodder, just relying on these more than 1000 mobs, you dare to storm the airport. This is not called fighting, this is called sending to death, sending to death!"

Long Wenwen opened the nose of the Mauser pistol and pressed the muzzle against Meng Fan's temple.

"Even if you shoot me, you still have to say it." Meng Fan tilted his head halfway and said, "If you don't believe me, ask everyone and see how many people are willing to go to the airport with you?"

"Yes, you have won so many battles."

"By the way, it can only be regarded as a small victory."

"The total number of devils eliminated is only half an infantry squadron."

"But if you think that the devils at the airport will be as vulnerable as the devils you encountered before, then you are wrong, and you are very wrong."

"Devils on the road are easy to deceive."

"The devils at the airport are not so easy to deceive."

"Yes, you still have a Type [-] tank, but it's useless."

"The Japanese army at the airport must have anti-aircraft guns. Did you build anti-aircraft guns?"

"One shot, just one shot, boom, your Type [-] tank will become scum."

"And all this cannon fodder you've gathered will soon turn into frightened sheep and flee, just as they have done before."

"The only difference is that someone will die."

"Many cannon fodder here will die, because of your arrogance!"

Wang Yan wanted to stop Meng Fanle's mouth, but it was too late.

Meng Fanlai had already said all he wanted to say, and the emotions of those cannon fodder had been affected.

This can be seen from their eyes, the eyes that had just recovered a little spirit became bewildered, like a group of lost lambs.

Only Wang Yan knew, Meng Annoyed didn't talk nonsense.

Before the appearance of Long Wenwen, their cannon fodder was indeed like this.

The [-] or so cannon fodder who survived the crash, facing the mere four devils, huddled in the warehouse that was about to burn down, and didn't even have the courage to launch a last desperate charge.

Also in Nantianmen, more than 1000 cannon fodder were defeated by a group of Japanese scouts.

At that time, if Long Wenwen hadn't tried his best to turn the tide and blocked these rout troops on the beachhead on the west bank of the Nu River, even the natural barrier of the Nu River would have been broken by the Japanese army in one fell swoop.

This is a group of lost cannon fodder.

It is a dream to expect them to fight tough battles.

The scene suddenly became deathly silent.

"Ba hook!" Long Wenwen imitated the sound of a gunshot.

Meng Fan was caught off guard and jumped in fright.

After reacting, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I really want to shoot and kill you as a military law." Long Wenwen put the muzzle of the gun against Meng Fanle's temple, and put his head on the Type [-] tank, "But I'm still willing to give you a chance .”

After finishing speaking, Long Wenwen put away the Mauser pistol, and said to the surrounding cannon fodder: "I would also like to give you a chance, a chance to prove yourself again."

"Prove that you're not chopsticks."

"Prove that you're still a man."

"It doesn't matter if you have lost many times before."

"Once, you only need to win once."

"It doesn't matter if you lose the first 99 times."

"As long as you win the last time, you win."

"There is only one Japanese infantry squad at the airport, more than 50 people."

"The Japanese army is crazy to win, they are crazy, a small team dares to block the airport!"

"We have more than 1000 people, twenty times that of Little Japan, twenty times!"

"We have two heavy machine guns, ten light machine guns, and a tank."