Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

Adjutant Liu hurriedly trotted and respectfully handed all the dollars and gold bars on him to Fan Jian.

Fan Jian weighed it and winked, and Adjutant Liu walked away tactfully...

Fan Jian quickly put on a smile and handed the money to Zhou Weiguo.

Fortunately, he took the embezzled military pay with him this time, otherwise, judging from the look of the Eighth Route Army regiment commander, he would not release the eagle until he sees the rabbit.

Zhou Weiguo’s reaction just now made Fan Jian very anxious, and he hurriedly stopped Zhou Weiguo who was about to leave.

Open the bow without turning back the arrow.

As long as this thing can be accomplished, I can earn back this money in time.

The Nationalist government has always tried every means to figure out the channel through which the Eighth Route Army can obtain foreign aid.

As long as they can be intercepted, they can suppress the development of the Eighth Route Army. Their momentum of development in recent years has been too strong, and the superiors have always felt uncomfortable about it.

Secondly, the Central Army can then replace the Eighth Route Army, give the Russians some benefits, and pull all the aid back for their own use. Isn't that wonderful...

"Um……"

"Okay! Since the commander is so sincere, I'll tell you..."

There was a hint of amusement in Zhou Weiguo's eyes, and he leaned forward to whisper.

Fan Jian quickly pricked up his ears, afraid of missing a word.

"Let me tell you...these devils' new equipment..."

"We stole it from the Japanese 36th Division..."

After saying that, Zhou Weiguo took the money and left without looking back.

Only Fan Jian was left alone, disheveled in the wind...

"What? What did this guy just say?"

"Stolen from the devils?"

"Fuck! You're playing tricks on me!"

"Stop! Give me back my money!!"

Fan Jian thought for a moment and finally reacted. He quickly chased after Zhou Weiguo and cursed him.

It seems like this guy is making a fool of himself.

It was snatched from the Japanese 36th Division. This guy has to have a limit to his bragging.

This MG42 machine gun is reasonable, after all, the Japs and Germany are allies...

But where did the Japanese get such eye-catching tanks?

Where did the Russians’ PPSh submachine gun come from?

There are also rifles that look like rifles but can fire continuously, which he has never seen before.

He has been dealing with the Japanese for such a long time, but he has never seen them have such things.

Only a few senior officials in the Central Army knew about the Eighth Route Army's annihilation of the Japanese 36th Division.

The old man was even planning to make a fuss about this to flatter himself.

So Fan Jian had no idea about it at all.

Zhou Weiguo had already disappeared by then, and Fan Jian couldn't find him after searching for a long time.

"hastily!!"

"Kid, don't fall into my hands!!"

Fan Jian stood on the battlefield, helpless and furious...

……

"Weiguo! What's the matter? You are laughing so happily. Did you eat bee poop? Hahaha!"

Half an hour later, Lin Tian and his guard platoon also arrived at the battlefield.

From a distance, Lin Tian saw Zhou Weiguo holding a bag of something and pulling Fang Zheng. Both of them were laughing so hard that they couldn't straighten their backs.

"Hey, the commander is here!"

"Hahaha, Commander, let me tell you, a kind-hearted person just gave us money!"

Zhou Weiguo and Fang Zheng ran over and told Zhou Weiguo what had just happened.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to be a bad boy too!"

"Isn't the division commander of the Central Army a fool?"

"Who would exchange such top-secret information for such a small amount of money?"

"Well done, Weiguo, don't waste the money from the Central Army!"

"Give this money to Lao Liu, and add some more piglets to our Lao Wang Mountain!"

Lin Tian patted Zhou Weiguo on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.

Even the monk behind him was listening with great interest and laughing from ear to ear.

"By the way, Weiguo, how is the captured goods?"

"We must seize all the spoils of war. We cannot let the Central Army and the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army take advantage of them."

"Many troops in our Eighth Route Army don't even have guns!"

Lin Tian said.

"Don't worry, Commander! They don't dare to take these captured items!"

"The commander of the 24th Division of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army just told me that in order to thank our Eighth Route Army for saving them this time, they will not take any of the captured bullets."

"It's just the Central Army. They just sat on the mountain and watched the fight. They didn't dare to join the fight when it was serious. But after the battle, they came up to collect the credit."

"I ordered the tank company and the Second Regiment to drive out all the Central Army troops that entered the position. There is no need to be so polite to these scumbags."

"The soldiers are cleaning up the battlefield now..."

Zhou Weiguo said with a smile.

"What the hell! You guys are a bunch of idiots! How dare you chase us away?!"

"Do you know who I work for?!"

"Brothers, charge in! The Eighth Route Army wants to eat alone, I will never allow it!"

"Whoever dares to stop me will be beaten by me!"

Suddenly, a burst of noise came into the ears of Lin Tian and others.

Zhou Weiguo looked in the direction of the voice and saw it was Fan Jian.

Fan Jian had just suffered a loss at the hands of Zhou Weiguo and was then pushed out by the soldiers with guns.

He couldn't swallow this humiliation, so he returned immediately with his troops and the 22nd Division, fully armed, and came to demand an explanation.

At this time, the soldiers of Division 1 were trying their best to stop them, but Fan Jian didn't care about that. He was usually arrogant and domineering, and had never tolerated such humiliation.

He kicked a young soldier into the trench and then prepared to attack other people.

The soldiers in the first division naturally refused to tolerate this and rose up in resistance.

This scene happened to be seen by Lin Tian and others.

"Commander, I'll go take care of it!"

Zhou Weiguo said with a gloomy expression.

"Let's go together. This is my first time dealing with the Central Army. I want to see what he wants to do!"

Lin Tian smiled and said.

【Da da da da! 】

Lin Tian took the PPSh from a guard next to him and fired a volley of bullets into the sky.

The world immediately became quiet.

There was a guard platoon and a division of soldiers who were confronting the Central Army. After hearing Lin Tian's gunshots, they immediately loaded their guns and aimed at the Central Army that was causing trouble.

Fan Jian and the 22nd Division Commander Song Rentou's faces changed immediately.

They didn't expect the Eighth Route Army to dare to open fire. Just as they were about to raise their guns to confront them, they were blocked by the muzzles of the Eighth Route Army's machine guns and submachine guns.

Zhao Qulu, who was responsible for driving away the central army not far away, also heard the movement from Lin Tian's side.

After seeing Lin Tian, ​​he immediately rushed over with five tanks.

The muzzle of the 85mm tank gun pierced directly into the pile of soldiers in the center.

At the same time, Dahai also rushed over with the machine gun battalion and directly surrounded Fan Jian, Song Rentou and others.

Fan Jian and others had never seen such a scene before.

Even though they are now division commanders, they have never seen so many light and heavy machine guns and submachine guns.

With this kind of firepower, even if they were all tied together, they couldn't catch up with it even if they rode their horses...

The two of them immediately became timid...

The commander of the 22nd Division, Song Rentou, hated Fan Jian to death at this time. This guy insisted on bringing him here to seek revenge.

As a result, I am now in trouble.

Fan Jian, ah Fan Jian, you are such a jerk!

The Japs are no match for the Eighth Route Army, and you still dare to show off.

You are so blind that you don't even see what the Eighth Master is holding in his hand!

"Brother... we can talk it over, we can talk it over..."

"We are all national soldiers, all friendly forces, put down your guns quickly..."

“Ahahaha. Ahahaha…”

Fan Jian laughed awkwardly and quickly started saying nice things.