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

After receiving the order, Xiao Huarong Niu Ermao came to the company commander and deputy company commander with his rifle in hand:

"Captain, what do you want from me?"

"Ermao, we have just seen the fighting power. What do you think about the friendly forces joining the battle?"

Niu Ermao looked at Wei Dayong and his group lying on the battlefield, lowered his head and whispered:

"They are a group of killers, masters among masters. I was just next to one of them and felt the strong murderous aura. Each of them must have killed at least fifty Japanese soldiers. Otherwise, I wouldn't have felt so terrified."

After hearing this, the company commander was surprised and said, "That's impossible. I've been with them for a while before, and I didn't feel anything. They are just like ordinary people."

Niu Ermao said quietly, "This is what makes them the most terrifying. This murderous aura can only be displayed when they are in combat. Normally, it will not be noticed by anyone. They have been able to control it freely. This is an extremely high level."

"Before I joined the army, I heard about this situation from a veteran who had fought in many wars. I didn't expect to experience it myself today. It really makes my life worthwhile."

At this time, the deputy company commander asked curiously: "Ermao, you are also a sharpshooter in our company. How big is the gap between you two?"

When Niu Ermao heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes.

"Deputy Captain, you think too highly of me. How can I compare with them?"

"I was just a better shooter. In total, I only killed a dozen Japanese soldiers. I was able to do this under the cover of my brothers."

"Those people were born for the battlefield. They probably practiced the techniques of quickly shooting the enemy. They also consumed a lot of bullets during training, and almost reached the state of unity between man and gun."

"Good marksmen are made by relying on bullets, but in our Sichuan Army, bullets are never plentiful, and there are no extra bullets to develop a sense of guns."

At this point, he pointed at the guns in the special forces' hands, raised his own Type 38 rifle, and said depressedly:

"Look at what they have in their hands. They have the famous Mazda 4 rifle, and it has just been produced. But I have the Japanese Type 38 rifle in my hands. I just got it last night and I have no time to get familiar with it."

"And the Hanyang rifle I used to use didn't have many bullets, so I had to throw it away. There's no comparison."

After hearing this, the company commander and the deputy company commander fell silent. A master of this level was not something a small infantry company like theirs could hope to have.

In fact, there is one more point that Niu Ermao has not fully mentioned, that is, all the rifle bullets of the special forces are carefully selected by special forces members, and they are of the best appearance and highest quality.

Before every mission, the special forces' favorite thing to do is to pick out some satisfactory bullets from a large pile of newly produced bullets for use in training or combat.

For a top-level sharpshooter, any slight advantage can lead to victory in competitions of the same level.

Captain Long also watched the entire battle through a telescope. When he put down the telescope, he sighed:

"Old He, more than 40 top marksmen are so powerful that each bullet can kill an enemy. I used to think that this ability was just a legend, but I didn't expect to see it for real one day. It's so powerful."

"If our regiment is as powerful as this, it would be very easy to defeat the Japanese."

Chief of Staff He also saw it and said quietly:

"I don't think our regiment has a sharpshooter of this level. I've only seen one at the division headquarters. He is definitely one of the best among thousands."

"I really don't know where Captain Kong comes from. Each of his subordinates is the best of the best."

"Old He, let's not worry about that for now. No matter who they are, at least they are our allies."

"Let the brothers rest for a while. The Japanese have suffered such a heavy loss. They will not organize an attack in a short time before they figure out the situation."

As expected, when Captain Jingguchi learned that he had lost hundreds of people at once, thirty of whom were grassroots commanders, he was immediately furious.

However, he also understood that the opponent had reinforcements, so the strategy had completely changed and he had to be careful from now on.

Kong Hao also took advantage of the opportunity to find Captain Long:

"Captain Long, I just received a telegram. Our troops will arrive tonight. We need to go and support them. Things on the battlefield are up to you."

"After suffering such a great loss, the Japanese will definitely send out their planes. We must be careful in dealing with them."

After hearing this, Captain Long smiled and said, "Don't worry about this. We have already made a plan."

"After so many years, we know the nature of the Japanese clearly. We managed to survive even though we had such poor equipment before. Now we are even less afraid of them."

Next, Kong Hao temporarily separated from the Sichuan Army Corps and drove a military truck with the special forces to meet Li Yunlong's troops.

These military trucks are also treasures and must be taken back. They are very useful for transporting supplies or mobilizing troops.

Although the Eighth Route Army did not have a fixed source of fuel, they had fought the Japanese for so many years and had captured and preserved some of it, so it could be used for a while.

When Kong Hao led his team to the meeting point, he found that the people coming were from the first battalion led by Zhang Dabiao. He hurriedly asked enthusiastically:

"Captain Zhang, where are the regiment commander and the others now?"

"Captain Kong, our independent regiment of several thousand people is too big a target, so we are acting in a dispersed manner. Our first battalion is the vanguard of the entire regiment and will go to the end first. The main force of the regiment will not arrive until tomorrow afternoon."

Zhang Dabiao didn't dare to be arrogant and called Kong Hao "Xiao Kong", mainly because Kong Hao's other identity was too high.

He is the chief adviser of the arsenal and has great power over the distribution of materials. Most infantry regiment commanders would probably salute him and call him "chief" when they see him.

Li Yunlong, Kong Jie and Zhao Gang can be called Xiao Kong because these three are Kong Hao's direct superiors and are older than Kong Hao.

As for Shen Quan being able to call, it was mainly because he was the one who brought Kong Hao into the independent regiment, and the two had a deep friendship.

If Zhang Dabiao also shouted like that, he would be considered ignorant.

Kong Hao then asked, "Captain Zhang, how many people did your first battalion have this time?"

"There are about a thousand men, all equipped with Japanese equipment, including many Ma Sihuan rifles and two mortars."

Regarding the number of people and weapons and equipment of the First Battalion, Zhang Dabiao has reason to be proud. Its current strength is stronger than the entire independent regiment combined.

Kong Hao nodded with satisfaction. Having so many people was enough. After all, there were only more than 600 remnants left in the Jingkou Brigade.

The Sichuan Army still has more than 800 people, plus more than 1,000 people in the first battalion, which is three times the enemy's strength. We can definitely shout out the old man's classic saying.