Liang Jian: Developing alone, I really don’t want to be a handsome man

"When did labor and management stop talking?"

"Speaking of which, labor and management can still be the head of the regiment now, and you are the first to do it!"

"Who do you want? Tell me straight up, kid!"

"Sneaky, like a pussy!"

Li Yunlong waved his hand, and immediately roared from the side.

"Wang Chengzhu and Wang Dakui!"

"Captain, I want these two people."

Fang Yu didn't hesitate, and went straight to the showdown.

Needless to say, Wang Chengzhu, sharpshooter!All kinds of guns can be played well, the most important thing is to hit them accurately!

Although there was a little accident when bombarding Bantian United this time, he bombarded the headquarters of Bantian United with the second shot. In fact, this is already very strong, after all, the distance was 500 meters at that time!

This is a cannon!Not a gun!

It's a pity that Wang Chengzhu's luck was not very good, and he encountered a dud.

As for Wang Dakui, he is the sharpshooter of the independent regiment that Fang Yu is familiar with...

A sharpshooter, a sharpshooter, two swords combined, invincible in the world.

"You kid is so fucking good at picking people!"

"The labor-management independent group is the best at shooting guns and the best at shooting guns. You guys are all leaving, so how will labor-management get along in the future?"

"You kid is too greedy..."

"Otherwise... let's pick one and go..."

Li Yunlong frowned, a little bit reluctant...

This is Li Yunlong's usual routine...

"Leader, we've all talked about it..."

"Captain, how about this? Today I will take away a sharpshooter and a sharpshooter. How about I return you ten mountain cannons and twenty light and heavy machine guns tomorrow?"

Fang Yu smiled slightly and began to promise.

"Ok?"

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up...

Speaking of weapons, he is not sleepy...

Who is he, Li Yunlong?

The wind leaves scars, and the geese pluck their hairs. I have never been willing to do business at a loss.

Ten mountain cannons are exchanged for one sharpshooter.

Twenty light and heavy machine guns for one sharpshooter...

No matter what, it’s all money!

"You boy, won't you be fooling labor and management?"

Li Yunlong stared at Fang Yudao vigilantly.

"Regimental Commander, no matter what, am I still your soldier?"

"What will happen to me in the future, won't I still be working under your hands?"

"Can I still cheat you?"

Fang Yu smiled slightly and said calmly.

In Fang Yu's view, exchanging ten mountain cannons and twenty light and heavy machine guns for a sharpshooter like Wang Chengzhu and a sharpshooter like Wang Dakui is a bloody profit!

As long as they fire a few more shots and fire a few more shots, they basically earn back.

Just like before, a large number of weapons were brought in by bombarding a headquarters of the Sakata Wing.

"Okay, it's you kid, if it's someone else, our old Li won't take care of him!"

"Both Zhuzi and Dakui will be taken away by you!"

"But he's got to make sure he'll come back all the time!"

"And the matter of the ten mountain cannons and the twenty light and heavy machine guns, remember, don't forget!"

Li Yunlong stared wide-eyed, and then said vigilantly from the side.

Fang Yu naturally agreed quickly.

What is this?None of this is a problem!

No problem!

After the talk, Fang Yu went to the Ninth Platoon of the Independence Regiment.

At the same time, Wang Chengzhu and Wang Dakui also came to report.

"The platoon leader!"

"The platoon leader!"

"The head told us to come and follow you!"

Wang Dakui looked very rough and carefree.

On the other hand, sharpshooter Wang Chengzhu was not very interested at the moment.

Especially when he saw Fang Yu, he lowered his head shyly.

"what happened?"

"Still working on that?"

"It's not your fault."

Fang Yu patted Wang Chengzhu's shoulder and said.

"No one knew there was going to be a dud incident."

"Besides, isn't it all right if the final result is good?"

"The headquarters of the Sakata Regiment was indeed blown up because of that shell."

"Our independent regiment also managed to break out of the siege because of the bombing of the headquarters of the Sakata Regiment."

"If it weren't for that dud you shot, everyone would be dead by now."

"We should thank that dud!"

Fang Yu smiled slightly, then looked at Wang Chengzhu and explained.

It was the first time Wang Chengzhu heard such an explanation, and he couldn't help but looked up at Fang Yu.

"Platoon leader...at that time...if it wasn't for you, I...I really would have no face to live!"

"The hopes of the whole regiment were gathered on me at that time."

"I missed a shell and fired another dud..."

"Platoon leader, lucky to have you."

"In the future, platoon leader, I will fight wherever you ask me to fight!"

"I, Wang Chengzhu, owe you my life!"

Bang bang bang!

Sharpshooter Wang Chengzhu slapped his chest hard.

While talking at the moment, a determined look could not help but appear on his face.

These are all true wills from the heart!

"Since entering the ninth row, everyone is a family!"

"Everyone has the same blessings and the same hardships!"

"Since everyone has joined the team, it is to fight devils!"

"In the future, we will help each other and kill more devils!"

Fang Yu clenched his fists and cheered everyone up.

Today's ninth row is a little depressed.

Including Wang Chengzhu and Wang Dakui, plus the platoon leader Fang Yu, there are only nine people.

The first thing to face is actually the matter of recruiting soldiers.

"Take out the weapons on your body and let me see."

Fang Yu's eyes glanced at the hands of the other people in the ninth row, everyone was rather shabby...

Either it was made in Hanyang, or it was a Zhongzheng rifle, and there were only two [-]-caps.

This is the benefit of Li Yunlong after he came to the independent group as the head of the group.

Before that, the former Xinyi Regiment and the current Independent Regiment didn't even have a single gun for each soldier...

At that time, what I held in my hand might really be a fire stick, and some old guns and so on...

"Weapons... average."

"There are even fewer bullets..."

"Each person has an average of less than ten rounds..."

Fang Yu counted, and then couldn't help but frowned.

Surprisingly few.

"Platoon leader, this is considered good for us."

"Other fighters may only have three or five bullets in their hands."

"After all, I just broke out, and the bullets that were not many were basically finished."

"Every time there is a war, there are not enough bullets."

"Hey!"

Wang Dakui shook the Zhongzheng rifle in his hand, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion at this moment.

Because the bullets are not enough, every time I play it is not enjoyable enough!

"Not enough bullets?"

Fang Yu's eyes flashed, and now he has a bastard box pistol in his system warehouse, ten Czech light machine guns, ten Maxim heavy machine guns, nine Thompson submachine guns, and a 75mm mountain cannon .

Machine guns are not suitable for long-distance travel, but submachine guns are fine.

On the battlefield, this thing can shoot crazily, it can be called a weapon in battle!

And the Thompson submachine gun seems to have [-] rounds of bullets.

In a short time, everyone must be enough.

"Don't move around here, I will come as soon as I go."

Fang Yu gave a warning, and then walked not far away to find a remote location and took out both the Thompson submachine gun and the corresponding magazines.

Then he dragged and dragged to the front of the nine rows of people.

"There are a total of eight Thompson submachine guns here."

"See if it fits."

"Each person is issued with four magazines, which can hold thirty rounds of bullets."

"In addition to this, each of them has another two hundred rounds of ammunition. Load them first."

Fang Yu waved his hand and ordered.

What I said just now is a rough figure, almost enough.

In this way, each person has almost more than 300 rounds of ammunition.