Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

boom.

With a gunshot, a Japanese soldier fell down more than 50 meters away from the Yushuling artillery tower.

Then, the Japanese in the artillery tower launched a series of attacks in the direction of the gunshots, and the machine guns kept firing, but they still failed to stop the guy who shot from behind.

After firing the gun, the gunman escaped along a well-traveled path.

"Old Zhu, you shot beautifully."

The guerrilla fighter who was traveling with him gave a thumbs up.

"Hahaha, I killed the beast with just one shot. It was worth it that I spent the whole day crawling in the woods last night." The guerrilla fighter called "Lao Zhu" dusted off his body and said with a smile.

"It's a pity that we didn't cut off the enemy's head. Otherwise, we could have asked the regiment to exchange it for a gun."

The guerrillas next to him were full of regret.

"It's nothing to regret. We all have guns now. There's no point in having so many guns. Anyway, I think what the regiment said is right. There are millions of Japanese devils in China. If we can kill one of them, there will be one less Japanese devil."

Lao Zhu put the gun in his hand on his back, picked up a piece of dew-covered dogtail grass from the roadside and held it in his mouth, feeling indescribably relaxed and comfortable.

"Old Zhu, I heard that if we can kill ten Japanese, we can get a 107 rocket launcher in return?"

"Where did you hear that? How come I don't know about that?"

The dogtail grass in Lao Zhu's mouth suddenly stopped twitching, and he turned his head to look at his companion.

“This is not something I heard. This was the news that was announced by the group at the very beginning, but no one thought in that direction at the time.

What about the ten Japanese heads?

At that time, everyone was thinking, how can we get ten Japanese heads with our current equipment? Is this pure nonsense?

However, I didn’t expect that the big scarred guy in the next village actually gathered enough Japanese heads and actually exchanged them for a rocket shell.”

After listening to his companion's words, Lao Zhu suddenly felt a little regretful. Was he too hasty?

What I just didn't care about was not just a Japanese head or a regular rifle, but one-tenth of a shell.

The guerrillas with 107 rocket launchers and the guerrillas without rocket launchers are two completely different concepts.

As long as he had three rocket launchers in his hand, Lao Zhu dared to lead his comrades to knock down the Japanese artillery tower.

It was such a pity that Lao Zhu began to feel a little regretful.

His companions had not yet realized the change in Lao Zhu's mentality, and they muttered, "Lao Zhu, we can't take it lightly. The Japanese have been frightened by our cold guns over the past period of time.

They don’t dare to go out alone now.”

......

Regiment Headquarters.

Zhao Gang was settling accounts with Yu Ye about the results of the "cold gun" campaign that Yu Ye had carried out during this period: "Old Yu, in just ten days, more than twenty guns have been replaced, and there is even a 107 rocket shell.

This was really beyond our expectations.”

Yu Ye was also very surprised to hear the data. He expected that the plan he proposed might achieve good results, but he did not expect it to have such good results.

He estimated that with the Independent Regiment, the New First Regiment, and the New Second Regiment, plus the county brigades and district squads from several surrounding counties and other stragglers who were determined to kill the enemy, this would be about the result they could achieve in ten days.

However, when Yu Ye saw the current statistical results, he was a little surprised. These were only the results achieved by a few guerrillas in the base where the independent regiment was located.

According to news from other sources, the guerrillas in several other counties have also achieved good results, but the results have not yet been sent here.

"Old Zhao, I regret it now."

"What's wrong? Are you reluctant to give away the wealth you worked so hard to build?" Zhao Gang joked as he looked at Yu Ye's worried face.

"That's not the problem. When it comes to distributing the weapons we produce, when have I ever been stingy?"

"what is that?"

"I just think that I shouldn't use Japanese heads as hard currency. Now that tens of thousands of heads have been sent to me, what the hell should I do with these junk?

This is neither edible nor drinkable, and it also stinks.

You can't use this thing to build a Jingguan, right?"

Yu Ye sighed. He didn't know what to do with these heads.

Zhao Gang also fell silent.

Li Yunlong's eyes sparkled with excitement: "Old Yu, what did you say you were going to do with these devils' heads?"

Ok?

Yu Ye and Zhao Gang turned their heads at the same time and looked at Li Yunlong with a scorching gaze, their eyes full of warning.

"hey-hey."

Old Li chuckled and said, "Although I am not very educated, I have heard a lot of opera lines, and I know what Jingguan is.

Apart from anything else, I think what Lao Yu just suggested is not bad. "

Upon hearing this, Yu Ye broke out in a cold sweat and denied it three times in a row: "I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."

Zhao Gang also quickly warned Lao Li: "Lao Li, don't make any mistakes, we can't do such a barbaric thing.

If the commander knew about this, he would skin you alive!"

"Hey, I'm just thinking about it. I'm just thinking about it."

Li Yunlong had a wicked smile on his face, and it was obvious that he was not joking when he said that just now. Yu Ye dared to guarantee that Old Li definitely had the idea of ​​using the heads of the Japanese devils to build a Jingguan.

As expected, Lao Li’s next sentence completely exposed his intention: “If I did this, the commander would skin me alive.

But if Lao Yu did this, would the commander not do anything to Lao Yu?"

"Fuck..."

Yu Ye said directly, "Oh my god, Lao Li is going to dig himself up into death."

Under the dual persuasion of Yu Ye and Zhao Gang, Li Yunlong finally gave up his idea. At least he didn't dare to mention anything about Jingguan in front of these two.

"Old Yu, I suddenly thought of a question. According to the current development trend, many people have already tasted the sweetness of this trading method, so it is not ruled out that some regular troops will come to you to exchange their military merits for equipment."

Zhao Gang reminded at the right time.

"What's the big deal? Just give it to them. As long as they kill the devils, I am willing to give it to them. No matter if they are from the Eighth Route Army, the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, or even the bandits, I am willing to give it to them.

Even if the Japanese were short of weapons, I would do the same if they offered their own heads in exchange.

This is called the broadest anti-Japanese united front!"

What is it?

The Japanese brought their own heads to exchange for equipment? What a hellish scene!

Zhao Gang shook his head to get rid of this weird image from his mind, and reminded: "No, the point is not whether you give me weapons or not!

The point is that the regular army will kill hundreds of them at a time. Wouldn't you feel nauseous when hundreds of bloody heads are placed in front of you?"

Yu Ye was silent for a long time, then he said, "Fuck..."