Bright Sword: Follow Kong's fun and build the strongest military industry

Everyone introduced themselves to each other and had a preliminary understanding of Kong Hao.

"Start distributing equipment now. The special operations team needs sophisticated equipment. These are the best equipment the independent regiment can find at the moment."

"Although we are still far behind the Japanese Yamamoto Special Forces, we cannot fall behind in our special forces training."

"Machine gun team, step out."

At this time, two people came out immediately, but because of long-term malnutrition, they looked rather thin.

"This is a brand new Czech light machine gun, with 400 rounds of standard ammunition. It is at your disposal."

Zhang Erniu was very excited when he heard that he was given the latest light machine gun and 400 rounds of ammunition.

The light machine gun he was previously in charge of had been in use for many years, and the rifling inside was almost worn out. The bullets fired would fly around if they were a little far away, and the number of bullets never exceeded 100.

This was also a problem encountered by most of the Eighth Route Army's troops. Some light machine guns followed their troops across the grasslands, and their barrels urgently needed to be replaced, but there was no way to get new barrels, so they could only use them as is.

Even under such difficult conditions, at least more than a hundred enemies died at the hands of Zhang Erniu's gun.

Then, Kong Hao continued:

"The fire support team will be equipped with a Japanese Type 50 100mm heavy grenade launcher with rounds of special grenades."

"The rest of the people each have a Type 80 rifle with rounds of ammunition."

At this time, Wang Xikui said:

"Captain, there are only thirteen of us. This set of equipment is very sophisticated. Its firepower is stronger than that of our entire platoon."

Others also started talking about it. To be honest, they had never had so much ammunition in the independent regiment.

For example, Wang Xikui, the best sharpshooter in the independent regiment, could only get 3 bullets in each battle, while others generally only had 5- bullets.

In a company-level battle, if more than 500 rounds of ammunition were consumed and no significant results were achieved, the company commander and instructor would make a public self-criticism after the battle.

If the number exceeds one thousand, not only will the entire company need to review itself, but they will also be ridiculed as prodigals by other brother units.

Therefore, in every battle, all commanders would calculate the ammunition in their hands. Once more than half of it was used up, they would have to find a way to get the Japanese closer and then use counter-charge tactics to collect ammunition from the enemy.

However, Kong Hao smiled and said:

"You are not talking about that. You should know that we are a special forces unit and we need several times more ammunition than ordinary troops."

After that, he led everyone to a large box, opened it, and introduced it in detail:

"This is the main weapon of our special forces in urban combat. It's a Mauser M712 rapid-fire pistol with a 20-round magazine, which is what we commonly call a -shot, fast and slow machine gun."

"Most importantly, this German-made Mauser pistol, with its original wooden gun case, can be used as a submachine gun."

After saying this, he picked up a pistol, opened the gun case, and quickly assembled it.

"Originally, the special forces used American Thompson submachine guns or German MP38 submachine guns, but we don't have the conditions for this at the moment, so we can only use 120-shot submachine guns instead." The Thompson submachine gun has extremely powerful firepower. "There are a total of here, one for each of you, and rounds of ammunition."

"In the future, depending on the mission requirements, we can equip Type 38 rifles and Mauser pistols in the field, and use Mauser pistols in urban assaults."

Everyone was very happy to have such good weapons and ammunition. This was a treatment they had never had before.

However, Wang Xikui, the oldest member of the team, frowned and said:

"Captain, do the twelve of us really need to be equipped with so many weapons?"

"I heard that only twenty of these Mauser pistols were seized, but each of us will be given one. If the other members of the independent regiment knew about this, they would gossip about it."

"Moreover, such a good weapon can be equipped to each company commander to improve the combat effectiveness of the front-line troops."

At this time, the people from the machine gun group and the grenade launcher group also echoed:

"That's right. We who use machine guns and grenade launchers, when will we be equipped with Mauser pistols? This is too extravagant."

After hearing this, Kong Hao smiled mysteriously and said with a hint of meaning:

"If you want to improve the combat effectiveness of the special forces, these are just the most basic things. There will be things that will surprise you in the future."

"Now I'm giving you your first combat mission. During your training, riflemen need to fire ten rounds of ammunition each day, light machine gunners need two magazines of forty rounds of ammunition, Mausers need to fire twenty rounds of ammunition each, and grenadiers need to fire at least five shells a day."

"You are all carefully selected veterans, so you don't need me to teach you how to shoot a gun. In the afternoon, I will teach you special warfare skills and various combat sign languages when you perform operations."

"Next we will have to train in car driving, targeted blasting, artillery shooting, etc."

After hearing this, everyone didn't know what to say. This was completely beyond their imagination.

But now everyone has only one belief in their hearts: no matter what the captain arranges them to do, just follow it.

At this time, the people from the kitchen brought the food over and invited everyone to have breakfast.

The special forces team’s daily meals are also extremely rich: vegetable buns for breakfast, at least five per person; white flour buns with porridge for lunch, eat as much as you want; and rice with pork in the evening, no limit on the amount.

When Kong Jie saw the menu, the expression on his face was extremely unnatural, mainly because of heartache.

Li Yunlong described it even more directly: The food for the special forces is better than that for the rich landlords.

After seven days of intensive training, the qualities of all special forces members have been significantly improved in all aspects.

Especially everyone's health. After eating nutritious meals for a few days, everyone's complexion became noticeably rosy.

In the past, due to lack of influence, I had to rest after running one kilometer fully armed. Now I can run at least three kilometers, which is a great improvement.

However, Kong Jie, who was temporarily in charge of logistics management, was a little overwhelmed by the huge consumption of ammunition and food, so he came to Kong Hao to discuss it.

He said with an embarrassed look:

"Xiao Kong, originally you were in charge of the special operations team. Lao Li and I shouldn't have interfered. But the consumption of the thirteen of you is too great. Our independent regiment can't hold on any longer."

"The ammunition is fine. With the bullets you seized a few days ago, it will last for a while."

"But food is a big problem. The pork has long been eaten up, and our independent regiment is too poor to come up with the funds to buy it."

"Even if our independent regiment tightens its belt and lets other soldiers eat sweet potatoes three times a day, it won't last long."

"Old Li is going to a meeting at the brigade headquarters today. He should be able to bring back some more stuff."

"Xiao Kong, Lao Li and I are thinking about lowering the standards for the special operations team. We can think of other ways later."

After hearing this, Kong Hao smiled and said:

"Captain Kong, now that the special operations team is on the right track, it's time to go out and make money."

At this time, Kong Jie's face was very interesting, and he asked curiously:

"Xiao Kong, can the special forces be used to make money?"