I want to be a good person

"What weapon is on this piece of paper?"

"Here, the warehouse doesn't like these things."

Zhang Aiguo wanted to take it, but he didn't want to spend money. If he stayed here, everything would belong to the Japanese in seven days.

If there is a chance, we can go all in and take everything. Will it affect other troops? The answer is no. Once we attack the city, we will only become the target of bombing by the Japanese.

"To be honest, I think you are generous and I want to do business with you."

The fat white man couldn't help it after all.

"what business?"

"The weapons in my hand are very useful in fighting, but the Hanyang-made weapons are not good enough."

Hearing this, Zhang Aiguo picked up the water and smiled.

The friendship between gentlemen is as pure as water!

"Commander Bai, there is no need to worry."

"You don't know, brother, the command wants to defend but doesn't want to defend at the same time."

"Oh, as a junior officer, I really don't know."

"We definitely can't defend it. Everyone knows the reason. It's better not to mention it. If we don't defend it, it will be embarrassing. This is the capital and the prime minister's mausoleum. We must defend it. We must defend it! The superiors are in a dilemma."

Changing orders every day, constant hesitation, wavering, blind self-confidence, and commanding without going through the chain of command. In the 5000-year treasure trove of texts, there is no word to perfectly describe it.

War is the continuation of politics. Without a solid political foundation, there will be no belief in victory.

"What does this have to do with me?"

"Brother, you don't know. Commander Tang has seized all the ships and sunk some of them. If you can't win, you should have the idea of ​​retreating. Make preparations in advance so as not to suffer any loss."

"What does Brother Bai mean?"

"Give me some more money, and I'll buy a batch of good weapons, so that we can have more hope of survival. The Japanese are well-armed, and it would be a pity to keep the money in my hands and not spend it."

"It seems that Brother Bai has been prepared for a long time."

"Sacrificing one's life for justice is the duty of a soldier. That's what all soldiers do. The Battle of Shanghai scared the officers. They all wanted to live. They had fought for so many years just to enjoy themselves."

It seems that the quartermaster is also afraid. I think he knows more and can naturally analyze the allocation of materials and funds.

not simple!

"Of course, if you don't want to, just forget it. Just pretend I never mentioned it. The officers have already made preparations."

ready?

Zhang Aiguo was also prepared, but he couldn't say it. The radio telegram had agreed that friends of life and death who share hardships together can gain true comradeship.

"Would you like to try my tea, authentic Longjing?"

When the fat white man saw that there was no answer, he changed his words.

"Okay, let's try it."

"That's what Bai wanted."

In the white porcelain cup, the color is emerald green, the buds stand upright, the soup is clear and the fragrance is overflowing.

“Good tea!”

"Haha, my superiors drank much better than this."

"Then I will be bold enough to ask Brother Bai for advice."

"Okay, I like people who are straightforward. If you keep dragging it out, I guess you won't be able to leave."

Another stack of French currency was placed on the tea table, along with two small yellow croakers.

The fat white man smiled happily, packed up the newspaper and returned to the briefcase.

"Come on, I'll show you around the warehouses. If things get really messy, you can always come over to replenish them."

"Thank you, Brother Bai, for letting me know. I'm very grateful."

"It's okay to tell you, I'm leaving tonight."

"It's a pity. As a soldier, I will fight until the last moment."

"Although I am afraid of death, I also admire you. It's a pity that I have concerns and I still have parents, a wife and children. I have no choice but to do this."

Speechless, I can only laugh awkwardly.

"Well, this is the gun store. There are rifles, submachine guns, Madsen light machine guns, ten-shooter pistols, and pistols. These are spare parts. Most of them have been issued."

The fat white man opened the warehouse door and led Zhang Guo to have a look.

"No Czech ZB26"

“Not enough points.”

"But what? I guess I won't be able to use it."

"You can take 5 Madsen light machine guns, 20 Hua machine guns, and the rest can be Hanyang-made."

"Just now you said you had machine guns, take all the bullets and shells, as long as you can take them away."

The fat white man is very generous. Since ancient times, Brother Kong Fang has had the most face.

"However, the specifications and caliber must be appropriate. This is a Han-made 10th-year mountain artillery shell."

Ah!

The Type 41 mountain cannon should have been used, as we have been out of food for a long time, and the remaining two are just decorations. It's a pity that the Type 92 cannon was used to divert the target.

"Military uniforms, military blankets, gas masks, water bottles, military shoes, bullet belts, gun belts, and Tony helmets."

"There are so many things, why don't you send them out?"

Zhang Aiguo knew the reason, but he still wanted to ask to see how the evil dragon transformed.

"The remaining ones have been sold for several years by the higher-ups."

"I'll give you two more large yellow croakers, and the two trucks in the yard will give them to me."

The fat white man looked at it, secretly became angry, and said with gritted teeth.

"Add a small yellow croaker and I'll give you two barrels of gasoline."

"make a deal."

The fat white man walked around the warehouse and showed that the son didn't feel bad about selling his grandfather's land.

The corruption and smuggling in the national server are indeed well-deserved. Don't worry, you have successors and the classics will be passed down forever.

Two Opel Lightning 3-ton trucks were parked side by side, with license plate numbers Jun 9527 and Jun 2024.

After the transaction, the fat white man made an excuse that he had something else to do and went back to the office first, then rode away on his bicycle a while later.

Pick up two barrels of gasoline, each barrel holds 42 gallons, or about 159 liters.

The trucks were filled with gas, and Yang Zhengyi and Zhang Aiguo each took one and pulled the weapons back.

The 3.6-liter 6-cylinder engine is powerful, with 75 horsepower, 85 kilometers per hour, a fuel tank capacity of 82 liters, and a range of 320 kilometers.

The Opel Lightning was the real workhorse truck of the German army during World War II. It was a wholly owned subsidiary of General Motors of the United States, with over 13 units of various types delivered. It also participated in the reconstruction after the war. I can only elaborate on the reasons...

A plane flew across the sky and the person who led the slogan shouting left. Damn it.

"Sir, what shall we do with the extra guns?"

“Pack them all.”

"Yes"

The company's firepower has been greatly improved. Every man is equipped with a submachine gun. All officers and soldiers are equipped with double guns and an extra box gun.

"Sir, the bolt handle on the hand-held machine gun is different from anything I've seen before."

"Let me see, I haven't really looked at it carefully."

Zhang Aiguo was only happy that the fat white man had left and the warehouse was empty.

The supplies harvested were enough to equip a division, except for the lack of artillery and heavy machine guns.

"Really? Ball-shaped bolt handle, selector, Swiss-made SIG M1920, German-made crescent bolt handle, cousin relationship."

"clear"

"Tell the brothers to cheer up and practice hanging and removing the guns. Make sure to oil the guns, from the back to the front."

"Don't worry, the brothers all know."

The city wall of Nanjing is 20 meters high and 13 meters wide, and ordinary mountain cannons cannot penetrate it at all.

"suddenly"

A three-wheeled motorcycle drove in, carrying the regiment's messenger.

"Captain Wu, the headquarters orders your unit to immediately support Qilin Gate."

"Yes."

There were only 35 people and they were promoted to the upper level.

It’s the same as being related. Although I don’t know where the door is, I know who I am!

Can I recruit people?

"First Platoon Leader, Second Platoon Leader, organize the weapons and ammunition, refuel the vehicles, and get ready to go."

There are no cowards under M35!

To be precise, there is no coward under the military cap!

Of course, senior officers are not counted.

"stand at attention!"

The leather shoes stepped neatly on the ground, making regular footsteps.

The remaining afterglow of the setting sun shone on Tony's helmet, a golden glow.

"Report to the commander, the small artillery company has assembled, please give instructions!"

Zhang Aiguo looked at the brothers in the two rows, fully armed, carrying six boxes of cowhide bullets, ten-shot box pistols, and carrying water bottles and gas masks.

"Brothers, I don't have any lofty ambitions. A soldier's duty is to defend our country. I have arranged for my colleagues in the association to pick you up according to your home address. Follow me, Wu, and I will never let you shed blood or tears!"

"I am willing to swear allegiance to the commander until death!"

Zhang Aiguo waved his hand vigorously.

"set off!"