Red Alert: From the Anti-Japanese War to the Founding of a Country Overseas and the Becoming an Empe

More than [-] guns are enough to equip a battalion of armed forces.

Even though there are not many bullets, on average, one gun can get more than [-] bullets, but it is better than nothing.

"Adjutant, bring these oceans, guns and ammunition back to the base later and keep them safe."

When Wei Junlin saw that the adjutant had just returned, he gave instructions to the adjutant in front of him.

In the past, Adjutant Po Jun was known as the Red Police Logistics Officer, so he naturally had to do these things with a pinch of salt.

"Yes!"

The adjutant nodded and responded respectfully.

At this moment, behind the adjutant, stood a dozen unkempt bandits, escorted by four red police soldiers with guns, so that these unarmed bandits did not dare to mess around.

"Are these bandits the last bandits in Luoshan Village?"

Wei Junlin looked at the bandits in front of him, and then asked the adjutant.

The adjutant shook his head and explained: "There are two groups of bandits who are still alive in Luoshan Village. One group is these people, and the other group is the second master of Luoshan Village and his party. When fighting the Japanese, the second master will bring them with him. Several confidants escaped from Luoshan Village."

This information was learned by the adjutant just now from the mouths of these bandits. As for why the second master wanted to escape from Luoshan Village at that time, the bandits thought that the second master and his party were greedy for life and afraid of death.

As everyone knows, this is not the case, but because the second master, as a military advisor, has long seen that there is a mastermind behind this battle, and feels that Luoshan Stronghold will be destroyed, so he takes his confidants and flees from Luoshan Stronghold.

"Commander, do you want to hunt down the second master and his gang?"

Qisha Maosui recommended himself and looked at Wei Junlin.

"I think it's okay. You can bring a few people with you."

Wei Junlin thought for a while and then nodded, feeling that the second master and his companions must not have gone very far, and there was still a chance to send people to chase them now.

The reason why he sent people to hunt him down was because Wei Junlin insisted on the principle of cutting the grass to get rid of the roots.

"As ordered."

It seemed that there was another fight to be fought. Qisha's eyes seemed to flash with light, and he nodded and responded respectfully.

Immediately, Qisha called three red police soldiers and set off with him to hunt down the second master and his party.

As for how to hunt down the second master, Wei Junlin doesn't have to worry. In terms of reconnaissance and pursuit, Red Police Special Warfare Officer Qisha is professional.

Wei Junlin turned around and looked at the dozen bandits in front of him, and asked coldly: "Why are there several boxes of oceans and gold in Luoshan Village?"

Now these bandits are just fish and meat on the chopping board, allowing them to be slaughtered by Wei Junlin, so that they dare not not go back. One of the small leaders immediately explained: "Reporting to the chief, these oceans and gold are cultural relics we use. Last month, we had a fight with a Japanese country." The big businessman got it in exchange."

After learning that the Chinese cultural relics fell into the hands of the Japanese people and had probably been transported to the Japanese mainland, Wei Junlin's face suddenly became extremely gloomy and asked: "Cultural relics? Did you snatch them?"

"It wasn't stolen, it was dug out of the tomb."

The bandit leader lowered his head and explained with embarrassment.

"It's not good to trade with anyone, but to trade with the Japanese people, and let the precious cultural relics fall into the hands of the Japanese people!" Wei Junlin was not angry at all, he kicked a bandit down, and before he was relieved, he turned to the red police in front of him. The soldiers ordered: "Hit me hard!"

More than a dozen Red Police soldiers rushed up, hit the bandits in the face with their rifle butts, and then punched and kicked the bandits, causing screams.

Within a short while, the dozen bandits were all bruised and swollen, and now they couldn't even stand up.

"Sir, stop fighting. We are just small people. It was the first boss and the second boss who made the decision."

The little bandit leader held his head and shouted hurriedly when he was being lectured by the red police soldier.

"Okay, stop." Wei Junlin waved his hand, and the Red Alert soldier stopped and stood aside. Then Wei Junlin asked the bandits at his feet: "How many of those cultural relics are still in the hands of the Japanese?"

The little bandit leader sighed: "All sold out."

"Keep fighting!"

Wei Junlin's heart skipped a beat, his anger rose again, and he ordered to the red police soldier in front of him.

The Red Police soldiers stepped forward again, punching and kicking the dozen bandits in front of them, with brutal attacks, leaving no room for error.

At this time.

A Red Alert soldier walked towards Wei Junlin and reported respectfully: "Commander, my subordinates just saw more than thirty women in the backyard. They were all women taken by bandits who robbed their homes. What should we do with these people?"

After all, these women are all miserable people, and they are humiliated by these scum every night.

"Arrange some people to send them out of Beast Ridge, and give each of them a piece of ocean as their means of return home."

Wei Junlin slowly lowered his head and gave instructions slowly.

"Yes."

The Red Alert soldier nodded.

The bandits in front of them were still being beaten by the red police soldiers, making them doubt their life for a moment.

The bandit leader begged for mercy with a grimace: "Sir, don't fight. We are willing to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side and serve the chief..."

"Are you scumbags worthy of joining my team? Pull them out...and kill them!"

Wei Junlin's tone became sinister, and he waved his hand to issue orders to the Red Alert soldiers.

At this point, the bandits on the ground were pulled out by the red police soldiers like dead dogs, and then more than ten gunshots rang out outside.

The next morning.

A red sun rises slowly from the east.

Most of the supplies and loot have been delivered to the Red Alert base.

The batch of trophies currently outside the village gate is the last batch transported to the base.

"Commander, this village is quite nice. Do you want to stay and be our outpost?"

Greedy Wolf saw that the terrain of Luo Shanzhai was dangerous, and with a little modification, it would be a ready-made bridgehead, so he asked Wei Junlin for instructions.

How could Wei Junlin not know Greedy Wolf's thoughts?

But Wei Junlin always felt that this bandit's den was too dirty, not because of the environment, but because of the rejection in his heart.

"Burned."

Wei Junlin shouted coldly.

"Ok."

Greedy Wolf nodded. Seeing that Commander Wei Junlin was determined, he did not continue to persuade. He arranged for a few people to prepare firewood and then burned the bandit's den.

On the way to the Red Alert Base, Wei Junlin had been thinking about how to deal with Changdao, the Japanese brigade.

If the old devil is not dealt with, after the old devil learns that Yoshida's team has been wiped out, he will definitely continue to send people to the Beast Ridge to chase him, and the next wave of devils will definitely be bigger.

Suddenly, Wei Junlin's eyes lit up, and he immediately clarified his thoughts.

The old Japs from Oshima should be waiting for Yoshida's information in An County now. There are not many Japs around, and he probably won't leave in a short time.

He could wait a few days, save up a sum of system resources, recruit a group of red police soldiers, and then send troops to An County to kill the old devil Da Dao.

At the thought of killing a Japs Brigade leader in a few days, Wei Junlin couldn't help but feel his heart surge, his blood was boiling, and he felt particularly happy.