Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

"Report to the platoon leader, a small group of puppet troops were spotted chasing our two friendly troops ahead!"

"It is expected to arrive at our location in ten minutes."

The scout ran down from the nearby high ground and reported.

"Great! It's a good opportunity for us to practice." Lin Tian shouted excitedly.

Originally, as the acting platoon leader of the second platoon, Lin Tian could only be called the acting platoon leader or the acting platoon leader.

However, in the battle of Cangyun Ridge, Lin Tian left a deep impression on the entire New 1st Regiment.

Lin Tian now has some prestige in the New First Regiment. Everyone knows that the regiment commander is a person who values ​​talent. The title of "deputy" for Lin Tian will be removed sooner or later.

Even if Lin Tian performs well, he can move up further.

So whether it was the soldiers in the second platoon or anyone else, they all called Lin Tian the platoon leader, and no one thought there was anything wrong with it.

At the beginning, Lin Tian corrected and emphasized it, but over time he just followed everyone else.

Anyway, the team leader won’t care about these things.

Then Lin Tian took his soldiers and hid.

Thirty-two black gun muzzles were pointed at the flat ground ahead.

A few minutes later, two men in Eighth Route Army uniforms appeared on horseback within the sight of Lin Tian and others.

"Don't shoot yet, get closer and shoot."

Lin Tian ordered.

Lin Tian was holding a Mauser 98k equipped with an eight-fold scope, and the previous system reward also gave him a bonus to his shooting skills.

So it would be no problem for Lin Tian to kill them one by one with one shot.

However, many of the remaining soldiers were new recruits with no combat experience.

Due to the shortage of bullets, the usual shooting training is to practice raising the gun and aiming, and there is no chance to fire live ammunition.

This is also a microcosm of the arduous war of resistance.

Moreover, fighting at close range will not only help improve the soldiers' hit rate, but also boost their morale and self-confidence by killing the enemy on their first fight on the battlefield.

So that you won’t end up on the battlefield and wet your pants.

The puppet troops here are already very close to Lin Tian and his men.

500 meters…

300 meters…

100 meters…

50 meters…

"Hit him!" Lin Tian roared.

Thirty-two guns rang out.

With just one round of shooting, more than a dozen puppet soldiers were killed.

[Ding, the host and his subordinates killed 3200 puppet soldiers, and were rewarded with eight Type 320 rifles, rounds of bullets, and silver dollars. The weapon details have been issued.]

[The host and his subordinates successfully annihilated half of the puppet army's cavalry squad, which is a defective organization. They are rewarded with 4 Type 70 infantry guns, 800 32mm shells, 640 melon grenades, and silver dollars. The details of the weapons have been issued.]

Listening to the voice of the system in his mind, Lin Tiancai realized that killing the puppet soldiers was not the same as killing the devils. This puppet soldier was only worth half a Type 38 rifle.

Lin Tian clearly remembered that when he killed five Japanese soldiers, the system rewarded him with five Mauser 98k rifles with built-in scopes. In other words, one Japanese soldier was worth one Mauser 98k rifle.

However, this incomplete puppet army organization still triggered the reward for the explosive equipment mission. The system directly gave him 4 Type 800 infantry guns and rounds of artillery shells, which were real good stuff.

Even some Japanese troops were rarely equipped with Type 4 infantry guns. Only the regiment-level organization would be equipped with 6- Type infantry guns. The rest of the battalions and squads were basically equipped with mortars and grenade launchers.

Of course, the Japanese also treasured this Type 92 infantry gun. It is said that when our army seized a Type 92 infantry gun from the Japanese, the Japanese even wrote a letter to ask for it, intending to exchange guns and ammunition for the seized gun.

The reason was that our army lacked heavy weapons for attacking the enemy at that time, and the enemy's artillery towers could only defend against some light weapons. Therefore, our army suffered heavy casualties when attacking the enemy's strongholds. The enemy, however, could rely on fortifications to kill and injure our soldiers while hiding in the strongholds.

However, the Type 3 infantry gun was used to attack artillery towers, basically one shot at a time. Although its range was only kilometers, it was still a very good artillery piece on the Chinese battlefield.

That's why the Japanese were so afraid to exchange their cannons. Who wouldn't want to live a comfortable life in a gun tower?

Who would have thought that one day you would be sleeping in a watchtower, only to be sent back home by your own cannon?

Although everyone wants to see the locust, there is a huge difference between going home to see the locust after doing meritorious service and being sent back to see the locust by a cannon...

Moreover, there were only a few decent cannons in the entire Eighth Route Army at that time. Most of them were captured or some were homemade.

This kind of homemade cannon not only has poor accuracy but also a slow firing rate. Basically, after firing one shot, the gun body is broken.

Not to mention its power, it basically doesn't cause much damage to the enemy.

But our ancestors tried every possible means, but never thought of surrendering!

It seems that not only the Eighth Route Army and the Japanese look down on Er Gouzi, but the system also looks down on Er Gouzi.

It makes sense. People like Ergou who betray their country and nation are not welcome anywhere, not to mention that they helped the Japanese to bully the Chinese people. They deserve to be condemned by everyone.

It seems that we should kill more devils in the future...

Ding Wei originally wanted to lure the enemy into the mountains and then eliminate them one by one, but he didn't expect to be intercepted by others.

Looking at the thirty-two people who suddenly appeared, Ding Wei asked, "Which part of the friendly army are you from?"

Lin Tian stepped forward and answered, "We are from the New 386st Regiment of the th Brigade."

"Oh? The New 1st Regiment, isn't this Li Yunlong's unit? Your commander and I are old acquaintances. Come on, take me to meet your commander."

Ding Wei laughed, it turned out that he had arrived at the territory of his old comrade.

Upon hearing this, Lin Tian immediately agreed and led the way.

More than an hour later, the group returned to the headquarters of the New 1st Regiment.

"Haha, Lao Li, long time no see, I'm here to see you."

"You guys can't be stingy this time, take out your good wine, and let's have a good drink together."

Before entering the door, Ding Wei was shouting in the yard.

Lin Tian next to him has already sneaked away. According to the development of the plot, Li Yunlong should now be the director of his clothing factory.

Lin Tian didn't want to stand out when Li Yunlong was in a bad mood, as that would only lead to him being scolded.

After shouting for a long time but no one came out to greet him, Ding Wei pushed open Li Yunlong's door with a puzzled look on his face.

Li Yunlong didn't come back and was packing his luggage. Ding Wei saw that Li Yunlong was obviously in a bad mood.

"Hey, Lao Li, are you visiting relatives?"

Ding Wei joked.

"Go away, leave these fucking relatives!"

Li Yunlong did not reply and spoke with resentment.

Ding Wei knew something was not right when he saw the situation. He realized that he and Li Yunlong were comrades in the same class when they first joined the army. So many years have passed, and their relationship is still good. No matter how upset he was, there was no need to vent his anger on his old comrade.

It's not necessary for me to come all the way here and Li Yunlong wouldn't even look at me.

Ding Wei realized that the matter might not be simple, and subconsciously asked: "What's wrong, who offended your captain Li?"

"Why is this like a bullied young wife? I say, Lao Li, this is not your style."

"Come on, tell your old comrade what's wrong with you. Why are you so upset?"

Hearing this, Li Yunlong turned around and complained, "What the hell else can it be? I just broke through from the front!"

"It would be fine if the boss didn't give me a reward, but he also wanted to punish our old Li!"

"You said this is a breakthrough from anywhere!"

"Besides, if you want to punish me, I, Old Li, will accept it!"

"Even if you want me to feed the horses or take the blame, I, Old Li, will never say no..."

"How can I be the director of a shitty clothing factory?"

"Hanging out with a bunch of old ladies all day long!"

"Isn't this like forcing Zhang Fei to embroider?"

"Old Ding, tell me, is Old Li wronged?"

Li Yunlong yelled, finally pouring out all the grievances in his heart. After saying this, Li Yunlong suddenly felt much better.

Sitting on the kang, he took out half a bottle of confiscated Fenjiu, motioned Ding Wei to sit down, poured two bowls of wine and handed one bowl to Ding Wei.

Ding Wei took a sip of the wine in the bowl and said with a grin, "You still feel wronged?"

"Good fellow, disobeying orders on the battlefield is such a huge sin."

"I'm just letting you be the director of a bedding factory, so you, Old Li, can just be happy."

"It just so happens that after a tough battle, I'll take it as a holiday to recuperate and stay in the rear to eat and drink well."

"If this happened to me, I would be shot to death."

Li Yunlong was a carefree and heartless person. After hearing what Ding Wei said, he felt much better.

He laughed again, took a sip of wine, and said, "Hey, Old Ding, you are really good at talking."

"But Old Li feels bad."

"What the hell is this?"

"Old Li has managed to build up the new regiment with great difficulty. We now have personnel, weapons and equipment."

"We didn't ask the chief for one gun per person."

"It's all thanks to the weapons we captured from the Japanese."

"Now that I have finally become wealthy and powerful, I am forced to become the director of a crappy clothing factory. If I leave, I don't know which bastard will take over the New 1st Regiment!"

As they were talking, the messenger came to report: "Captain, there's a call from headquarters."

"Read." Li Yunlong said after glancing at Ding Wei.