Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Li Yunlong excitedly followed Wang Meng to the backyard.

Li Yunlong secretly thought that a rich man returning from a foreign country should be very generous, at least he should have ten guns and five hundred rounds of bullets! Hahahaha, I'm rich!

Wang Meng lifted the waterproof rain cloth and saw dozens of wooden boxes.

Li Yunlong's eyes were as big as an ox's. He was more excited than when he first entered the pit. He rushed over and opened the boxes one by one.

Wow, a brand new M1924 Mauser rifle.

Li Yunlong took the gun in his hand and gently pulled the bolt. The crisp metallic sound was as pleasant as a song.

"Hahaha, brother, that's impressive enough? How many?"

"One hundred!"

"Hey, good guy, we can replace the guns of our special forces company!"

Wang Meng opened another wooden box and took out a brand new German mirror box.

Li Yunlong was fickle and put the Mauser rifle, which he had just been fond of, back into the wooden box, and held the mirror box in Wang Meng's hand in his arms like a new bride.

What a great thing! Both sides are shiny like mirrors, reflecting Li Yunlong’s handsome face.

Li Yunlong threw his own 20-shot gun (the mirror box could hold up to 20 rounds, so it was called a 20-shot gun, also called a box gun) made in the Hanyang Arsenal, which was worn down to look like an old woman's face, directly to the guard.

Now that Lao Li is a wealthy man, can he still use these broken things?

"Brother, how many mirror boxes are there?"

"Ten."

Li Yunlong rolled his eyes. A gun without bullets is just a decoration.

The Eighth Route Army had few bullets, and even fewer Mauser bullets. In normal combat, it was good enough for each gun to have three rounds. In a life-and-death battle, they would only be able to fire five or six rounds after putting all their money on the line. They would usually stuff sticks into their bullet bags just to scare people.

"Brother, now that we have the gun, do we need bullets?"

Wang Meng opened two wooden boxes, and rows of golden bullets were displayed.

"Five thousand Mauser rounds!"

Wow, Li Yunlong has chosen such a generous brother!

Li Yunlong was crying and refusing to let go of Wang Meng. People who didn't know would have thought that Li Yunlong had found his long-lost brother.

"Brother, if I had known you earlier, would we have broken out? Break out! I'm standing here and letting those damn devils beat me! If you have anything to worry about in the future, tell me. I'll do it for you, except for murder and arson!"

In this way, Li Yunlong had another half brother.

Wang Meng secretly planned that if they could drive the Japanese out of China sooner, this amount of supplies would definitely not be enough. However, this was his first time using this system, and he didn't dare to spend all his points at once. He decided to save them first, and then get a big batch when a big war came!

"Captain Li, this is the greeting gift. There will be more supplies delivered later. Then we can do big business together!"

Li Yunlong smacked his lips. Is this really just a gift for meeting me? Then can I get a tank in the future?

Hahahaha, our Old Li is rich now!

Li Yunlong was afraid that Wang Meng would go back on his word, so he immediately sent people to carry dozens of wooden boxes back and also ordered the guns to be sent out immediately.

I have already given it to someone else. Even if you, Wang Meng, are thick-skinned, you would be embarrassed to take it back, right?

"Notify the first, second, third battalion, and the special forces company to come get their equipment. Those who come late won't get any, so don't come to me and cry about it!"

When they heard that there was equipment to be collected, these battalion commanders ran straight to the regiment headquarters without even having time to put on their pants.

Just after breaking out of the encirclement, heavy equipment was lost and exploded, and even a lot of rifles were missing, not to mention bullets, which were almost gone, and each soldier could only get one bullet.

After this bullet is fired, we have to go up and chop with a big knife!

"Damn it, I told you to hand in the spoils, but you all kept dawdling. Now when you hear about getting your equipment, you're more diligent than entering the bridal chamber!"

"Hehehe, we're so poor, Captain, stop dawdling and divide the money quickly!"

Li Yunlong walked around the equipment in the yard tremblingly and patted the wooden box.

"These equipments were obtained with my reputation. Let me be frank. If I am no longer with the New 1st Regiment, you must return them to me. Don't deny your debts!"

"Hey, Captain, send it first!"

Li Yunlong opened the box and took out a Mauser rifle.

"You've seen this thing, right? A brand new Mauser rifle is much more useful than a Type 38 rifle. A Type 38 rifle will only make a hole when it hits you, and you can just apply a dog-skin plaster on it to make it better. But a Mauser rifle will leave a scar as big as a bowl when it hits you!"

"Come on, the first, second and third battalions, thirty rods each, and the special forces company ten rods!"

The deputy battalion commander of the first battalion stood up. Since Zhang Dabiao was not there, he had to fight for more. Otherwise, if he didn't get the advantage, he would be in trouble when Zhang Dabiao came back!

"Captain, that's not fair. I think we should divide them according to the number of soldiers! Our first battalion has 40 branches, and the second and third battalions have 25 branches each."

The battalion commanders of the second and third battalions have resigned. How dare you, a deputy battalion commander, talk nonsense in their circle?

"Get lost! Zhang Dabiao usually takes more and more because he has made many contributions. He eats until his belly is full. Our second and third battalions are so hungry that they can't even poop!"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing! Divide according to my rules, and if you don't agree, just get out!"

The second and third battalions happily received their equipment, carried them on their shoulders and prepared to leave.

"Hey, hey, hey, is there anything else you don't want?"

When the battalion commander of the 23rd Battalion heard that there was more to be shared, he ran back happily and drooled as he looked at the mirror box in Li Yunlong's hand.

If you wear this thing around your waist, you will look more impressive than your teacher!

"German mirrored boxes. Your battalion commander and deputy battalion commander each get one, the special forces company gets one, and there are 1,000 rounds of ammunition."

The captain of the special forces company was smart. He thought that he could ask for these bullets later, but it would be more reliable to get the remaining two German mirror boxes first.

"Captain, we don't want the bullets anymore. The bullets made in the border area are not accurate. Can we exchange the bullets for those two mirrored boxes?"

"You wish. I have a use for the remaining two! Besides, my bullets are not made in the border areas!"

Li Yunlong opened the box and weighed the golden bullets. Anyone with a discerning eye would see that they were definitely foreign products!

They rushed forward, and if Li Yunlong hadn't stopped them, the remaining thousand rounds would have been lost.

It was like New Year's Day on Li Yunlong's side. The deputy commander-in-chief of the Eighth Route Army was furious at the headquarters.

"This Li Yunlong is too outrageous. He disobeyed orders on the battlefield. I wonder how many heads he has!"

The deputy chief of staff raised his head from the map.

"Alas, Li Yunlong has such a bad temper. It's true that he disobeyed orders on the battlefield, but he directly killed Sakata and dealt a heavy blow to the arrogance of the Japanese devils!"

"Humph, he must be punished, otherwise he will get what he deserves for disobeying my orders! How many days can he be transferred to the headquarters to feed the horses?"

"Oh, he's done it before. He was the regiment commander during the Long March. Every time he made a contribution, he made a mistake. He's been up and down so many times, and he even had to bear the brunt of the march!"

The deputy commander-in-chief was amused by Li Yunlong's brilliant resume. If this guy didn't fight in the war, he would never starve to death no matter what he did for a living!

"Then transfer him to the clothing factory. I want to see how a grown man like Li Yunlong can handle an embroidery needle!"