Qian Yu thought about it carefully and said with a smile:

"I heard from the logistics department that our military region has recently received a batch of weapons and ammunition. For this operation, I want ten Browning pistols, twenty Jin-made Mauser pistols, and fifteen Jin-made submachine guns, and some more bullets."

"With these equipments, even if we encounter the Japanese special forces in the county, we will be able to fight them."

What he wanted were weapons for street fighting, best suited for use in cities.

After hearing this, Brigade Commander Chen smiled and said:

"You all just want to covet this little bit of good stuff in my hand. Okay, I promise you everything."

"By the way, I'll give you 500 of the Japanese's melon-shaped grenades. These egg-shaped grenades are best suited for use in cities."

In the past, Brigade Commander Chen was not so generous with the equipment of intelligence personnel.

Everyone knows that in urban combat, the Japanese melon grenades are more useful than wooden-handled grenades and are easier to hide.

However, it is very difficult to seize such good things from the enemy. Once seized, they are treated as treasures by front-line troops and are reluctant to use them easily. This also leads to the fact that intelligence personnel behind enemy lines are rarely equipped with grenades.

As for grenades, if they are homemade and filled with black powder, then forget it. Not only does it increase the risk of exposure, but the lethality is not strong. Even combat troops dislike them, not to mention intelligence personnel.

Fortunately, not long ago, Li Yunlong handed over a lot of Shanxi-made grenades. Together with those obtained from the arsenal, the logistics department could calmly use the Shanxi-made grenades to exchange the Japanese melon-shaped grenades from the combat troops, and deliver them to the intelligence personnel to increase their self-protection capabilities.

Qian Yu was also very excited when he heard that he had obtained so many melon grenades at once.

He had wanted this kind of good stuff for a long time, but the army was not well-off, and it was basically not their turn as intelligence officers. Now that he had 500 of them, it was enough to give the Japanese a hard time.

At this time, Political Commissar Wang pushed the door open and walked in hurriedly, handing over a telegram.

After the brigade commander took it, he looked at it for a while and then showed a strange expression again.

Next, he handed the telegram to Qian Yu and asked him to read it too.

After Qian Yu took the message, he was also confused. The telegram simply said that a person code-named 123 wanted to lead a team to Yangquan to get some supplies, and hoped that the brigade commander could coordinate personnel to provide intelligence support.

He asked in confusion, "Old Chief, which chief is this codename 123? Judging from the expressions of you and the political commissar, it seems that you attach great importance to this."

At this time, Brigade Commander Chen and Political Commissar Wang looked at each other and nodded to each other.

"Qian Yu, this matter is a top secret of the army. With your authority, you are not allowed to know it."

"But considering that you will be cooperating with them in a while, I will tell you roughly."

"This 123 and the troops under his command can be said to be the most elite troops of our Eighth Route Army."

"They are not numerous. There are only 25 people going to Yangquan this time, but each of them is capable of fighting ten enemies at once."

Having said this, he paused for a moment and continued to emphasize:

"This ten refers to the Japanese troops."

After hearing this, Qian Yu said in surprise:

"How is this possible? If our soldiers can fight the Japanese troops 1:1, they will be the elite among the elite."

"One against ten, this is a legendary existence, there is no way we can find it in our army."

"If it's a martial arts master, maybe a few people can do it occasionally, but for an army, it's impossible, absolutely impossible."

As an ace agent, the famous "Mr. Cuttlefish", Qian Yu is a person who can make the enemies tremble in fear.

However, it was also because of this that he realized how terrifying the Japanese troops were. Those elite veterans were well-trained and had excellent marksmanship. Coupled with sufficient logistical support, it was difficult for the Chinese troops to match them.

Our troops had poor food, poor physical fitness, and a shortage of bullets. It was often very difficult for a regiment of troops to defeat a squadron of the Japanese devils.

Now he suddenly heard from the old leader that they actually had a unit that could defeat ten Japanese devils with one soldier, which aroused his great interest.

Brigade Commander Chen continued, "This unit was trained using Germany's most advanced special operations methods. Their captain is called Kong Hao, which is 123 in the telegram."

"123 graduated from the Munich Special Forces Academy in Germany. There are 43 members in the entire unit. They are all top experts selected from the more than 386 people in our th Brigade. The so-called sharpshooters in our unit are the lowest threshold for entering the special forces."

"This unit was established less than two months ago, but it has already achieved a lot of military success, killing more than 500 Japanese soldiers. Most importantly, no one in the entire special forces team was injured."

After hearing this, Qian Yu's blood was boiling. He really wanted to see the extraordinary demeanor of this army.

Then he asked curiously: "Since this kind of troops has such combat effectiveness, if we form dozens of them, wouldn't we be able to beat the Japanese to a pulp?"

The brigade commander rolled his eyes and said unhappily:

"You want beauty, but there is no such good thing in the world."

"Just this special operations team, which consists of a reinforced platoon at the most, has consumed more supplies than two regiments."

"Take ammunition consumption for example. To support this special operations team, we need to consume at least a thousand rounds of bullets and a dozen grenade launchers every day."

"Also, in order to improve the soldiers' physical fitness, special forces members must eat staple food every day, at least two kilograms per meal, and must also have meat and eggs."

"Their daily training is also terrifying. Every day they are either in training or on the way to training."

"It is precisely because of this that this special operations team is considered a sharp knife of our Eighth Route Army, the ace among aces."

"I heard from Xiao Kong that the main role of the special forces is to decapitate enemy generals, create chaos in the city, and attack and destroy important enemy targets."

"Your main purpose in going to Yangquan this time is to provide intelligence support to the special operations team and cooperate with their operations."

"But you must remember not to interfere with any actions of the special forces."

"Old Commander, I've got it in mind. I'll go down and prepare right away, and lead the team out this afternoon."

Brigade Commander Chen nodded. He had done what he should do. Now it was up to Kong Hao, the Monkey King, to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

As for whether Kong Hao would face danger if he went deep into the enemy camp, this was not something he should consider.

However, he believed that with Kong Hao's skills and the assistance of the special forces, even if the mission failed, they would be able to retreat safely with certain casualties.

In fact, this operation can be regarded as a test. The special forces team will face more complicated situations in the future, such as going to Shanghai and Nanjing to carry out missions.

If they can't even handle a small situation like this, then they have to consider whether they should spend such a huge cost to form a new special forces team.

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