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

When Zhao Gang heard Kong Hao's name, he immediately remembered the instructions given by the brigade commander before he left, and said with a smile:

"Kong Hao, are you Kong Hao, the captain of the independent regiment's special operations team?"

"Yes, I'm Kong Hao, Political Commissar Zhao, it's not convenient to talk here, let's go over there."

After Kong Hao brought his men over, he made a few gestures, and the other team members immediately lifted all their alerts and squatted on the ground to eat again.

Zhao Gang saw that the ground was full of the Japanese soldiers' dry food and looked at Kong Hao with curiosity.

"Political Commissar Zhao, we just fought a battle with the Japanese and rescued a fellow soldier from the National Army. We are going to take a break and eat something."

"By the way, you've been traveling for such a long time, you must be hungry, let's eat something together."

Zhao Gang was indeed a little hungry at this time. He had eaten two sweet potatoes before setting off, and there were two cakes in his backpack as dry food, but he and his guard were reluctant to eat them.

Now seeing so many delicious foods on the ground, he no longer hesitated and followed everyone else to squat on the ground and eat.

While eating, he sighed: "I have to say, the food of the Japanese is really good. It would be great if our Eighth Route Army soldiers could eat such good food every day."

After lunch, Kong Hao looked at Political Commissar Zhao's service gun and said loudly:

"Xizi, go over there and get a Type 38 rifle and 60 rounds of ammunition. Oh, and I remember there are two 80% new Jin-made Mauser pistols. You can also bring them over."

Zhao Gang and the guards were confused by this situation and didn't understand why they had to take out guns.

Seeing this, Kong Hao could only explain with a smile:

"Political Commissar Zhao, I see that you are a high-ranking political commissar, but you are still using the Hanyang rifle. It would be detrimental to your status if you tell others about it."

"Besides, you and the guards have been using your Mauser pistols for a long time, and even the paint on them has almost peeled off. It just so happens that we won a small victory this time and captured two better Mauser pistols in the battle. It's a good opportunity to exchange them with you."

When Zhao Gang heard that the independent regiment's special forces had won a victory, he was extremely excited.

In these difficult times, any victory in a battle meant spoils of war, which in turn meant an increase in the strength of the troops.

Even if we only killed a few Japanese devils and seized a few rifles, hundreds of bullets and some grenades, it would be very useful for China.

If all the Chinese troops could kill only one enemy per regiment a day, then a thousand regiments could consume the strength of a battalion of the Japanese in one day.

In the long run, as long as the Japanese's well-trained veterans are exhausted, the enemy's overall strength can be greatly reduced.

It is a pity that China cannot even do these basic things. Instead, there are a large number of scums who cannot see the future of the nation and choose to become traitors and traitors.

Zhao Gang quickly said with great interest: "Captain Kong, since you have won the battle, take me to see it."

"I have been learning in the rear. To be honest, this is my first time as a political commissar. I need to learn more from you who are fighting on the front line."

At this moment, Kong Hao’s inner thoughts were: Political Commissar Zhao, you are too modest. In the future, you can be on par with Li Yunlong.

Even someone like Captain Li, who is unruly and looks down on scholars, has been subdued by you, not to mention others.

"Well, these things are under the jurisdiction of the Political Commissar anyway. I'll take you to have a look."

When they arrived at the place where the supplies were hidden, Zhao Gang saw a large pile of supplies. There were sixty or seventy rifles alone, a large number of bullet boxes and bullet belts, and even a Type 99 light machine gun and a Czech light machine gun.

He hurriedly asked, "Captain Kong, this is the small victory you mentioned. How many enemies did you kill?"

Zhao Gang felt a little confused at this time. In the minds of most people, including him, a so-called small victory meant destroying no more than ten enemies and capturing slightly more ammunition than fired.

The supplies in front of us are almost enough to form a new reinforced platoon with sufficient ammunition, which can be considered a great victory.

Kong Hao shrugged and said a little embarrassedly:

"There are only thirty Japanese soldiers and more than forty puppet troops. It can only be considered a small scene."

However, Zhao Gang was still very curious and asked:

"There are seventy or eighty enemies, and it's impossible for you fourteen people to survive."

At this time, Wei Dayong, who was standing by, heard this and hurriedly stepped forward to clarify:

"This Eighth Route Army commander actually consists of thirteen people. I escaped from the front stronghold and was rescued by them."

Zhao Gang wanted to say something, but suddenly another member of the special forces team, Wu Tianzhen, rode over on a 28-meter-high bicycle and reported loudly:

"Captain, we found a small Japanese army ahead. The number of people is about a squadron, and they are also escorting more than 1000 prisoners. Our squad leader sent me here to ask for your opinion. Do you want to take action?"

"Wu Tianzhen, how far is this place from us?"

"There are about 15 miles to go. The rest of our team is following us and reporting any situation as needed."

Kong Hao thought for a while and decided to do this to rescue the friendly troops captured by the enemy.

After all, if they didn't take action, few of those who were captured for various reasons would survive.

In fact, there are various reasons for being captured on the battlefield, but as long as these people do not choose to surrender to the enemy and become traitors, they are all good and must be rescued.

Thinking of this, Kong Hao said seriously:

"Political Commissar Zhao, take your guards to the independent regiment, and let us handle these little devils."

"Captain Kong, I am the political commissar of the independent regiment. Now that we have encountered a battle, there is no reason to retreat."

"Xiao Wang, hurry up and ride back to the independent regiment to get reinforcements. I will work with everyone else to hold back the Japanese and rescue our friendly forces."

After he said this, everyone present immediately looked at him with admiration.

"This political commissar is capable. He really takes action when something happens."

Kong Hao's special forces team can be said to be the essence of the entire 386th Brigade. Each of them is an arrogant character, and they really don't take ordinary people seriously.

The reason why Li Yunlong and Kong Jie were respected by the soldiers was that they were both fierce generals who often led large troops to charge, with an invincible momentum.

Kong Hao thought about it carefully and said to a special forces member:

"If you are familiar with the road conditions, ride back quickly and notify Captain Zhang to bring the transport team over."

"Find a way to bring some food here. Our friendly troops must not have eaten well after being captured. We need to get some food so that we can travel better."

"Wu Tianzhen, go and inform the other teams to meet at Motian Cliff. This is the only way to the nearby stronghold. We will wait for the enemy to arrive here."

Hearing this, Zhao Gang asked curiously:

"Platoon Leader Kong, how many of you are here this time?"

"There are four combat teams, with a total of 42 people. For a squadron of Japanese soldiers, that means each person can fire four shots. I guess they can't even finish a magazine."