Bright Sword: Develop independently and level up ten times at the beginning

"Ok."

Lin Xu reluctantly exited the system interface.

What exactly this "Japanese woman" is, we can only talk about it later.

Since we are going to fight, we must be fully armed.

"23 Czech light machine guns and 6 Maxim heavy machine guns have been fully equipped to the troops."

"183 G43 semi-automatic rifles will also be deployed to the troops."

"That Type 18 75mm infantry gun, take it with you too..."

"Pillar."

"Can you use this infantry gun?"

Lin Xu looked at the artillery squad leader Wang Chengzhu. There were indeed not many people in the New 1st Regiment who could fire artillery, and even fewer who could fire well.

"Report to the leader!"

"Don't worry! I'll hit you wherever I point!"

"Captain, as you instructed, I test-fired three shells. This cannon is truly impressive! By comparison, the mortar our regiment was previously equipped with was nothing but scrap metal!"

"This range...this accuracy, nothing to say!"

"This is a big baby!"

Wang Chengzhu hugged the muzzle of the Type 18 75mm infantry gun, and kept stroking the gun body with his hands, looking like he couldn't let it go.

"Pillar!"

"You're still fucking beautiful?"

"Why the hell is it just scrap metal?"

"Damn!"

"Who sleeps with that mortar in his arms all day?"

"You are such a fickle boy, you've forgotten your old love when you've found a new one!"

"What a piece of shit!"

Li Yunlong kicked Wang Chengzhu on the buttocks in annoyance.

"Old Li."

"The soldiers all know how to use this G43 semi-automatic rifle, right?"

Lin Xu asked again.

Compared with the Type 43 rifle, this G semi-automatic rifle is simply a dimensionality reduction attack.

When there is sufficient ammunition, it is natural to make full use of the advantages of the G43 semi-automatic rifle.

"Don't worry, Old Lin. If Old Li doesn't even have this ability, how can he help you?"

"This G43 semi-automatic rifle is much easier to operate than the old slide Hanyang rifle."

"Just load the magazine, aim in one direction, and all that's left is to keep pulling the trigger."

"And its range and accuracy far surpass the Japanese Type 38 rifle."

"Damn it."

"It's a really good gun, but it consumes a lot of bullets."

Li Yunlong seemed to feel a little pain.

Having been used to a tight and poor life, he was a little uncomfortable when he suddenly had to fight a war of prosperity.

"very good."

"Our New First Regiment currently has 239 soldiers."

"Leave thirty-nine seriously injured soldiers to guard Zhao Jiayu, and the remaining two hundred soldiers, all set off!"

"Bring all quality weapons and equipment."

"A battle."

"Determine the universe!"

"Old Li, don't be afraid of wasting bullets."

"From now on, we will fight in the new regiment."

"Every battle must be a battle of prosperity!"

"Riflemen, each carry two hundred rounds of ammunition!"

"Each machine gun is equipped with 2,000 rounds of ammunition!"

"We will follow this standard from now on!"

Lin Xu waved his hand with great momentum.

"Riflemen, two hundred rounds each?"

"Machine Gunner...two thousand rounds?"

"Fuck..."

"Damn..."

"Old Li has never fought such a prosperous battle!"

"This time, we're going to use bullets to build a bullet grave for the devils!"

Li Yunlong couldn't help swallowing, and his face turned red.

This is really exciting...

Although the battle at Cangyun Ridge brought Lin Xu a lot of explosive equipment...

Over 43 G23 semi-automatic rifles... 6 Czech rifles... 18 Maxim rifles and a Type infantry gun...

However, these high-quality weapons and equipment can only barely arm more than 200 people.

If Lin Xu wanted to train elite soldiers and expand the New 1st Regiment, or even expand it with these high-quality weapons and equipment, he would have to continue killing the devils... and then exploding the equipment...

About three hours later.

Lin Xu led his troops to the vicinity of Qingshan prisoner-of-war camp.

The sky was getting dark at this moment.

At first glance, the Qingshan prisoner-of-war camp is located on a low hill.

The ground is bare on all sides, making it difficult to hide.

"Captain."

At this time, Sun Desheng came running from a distance.

"Everything has been arranged."

"My brother Wang Zicang, who is the deputy company commander of the Locust Army, has agreed to cooperate with us."

"He said he would arrange for himself to be on duty tonight."

"As a rule, a group of vegetable farmers would bring in vegetables every day to the Qingshan prisoner-of-war camp."

"He meant that we could disguise ourselves as vegetable farmers transporting vegetables and sneak into the Qingshan prisoner-of-war camp first."

"When the time comes, with the help of internal and external forces, it will be much easier to capture the Qingshan prisoner-of-war camp."

"Captain, my brother also said that you don't have to worry about the infantry company of the Locust Alliance. He will persuade them to surrender when the time comes. He just hopes that you can show some mercy... They are forced to be second-in-command."

"It's all because the commander wanted to be their dog and disarmed them, so they were helpless..."

Sun Desheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued.

"rest assured."

"As long as the blood of ordinary people is not stained on their hands, everyone will be allowed to live."

"But if your hands are stained with the blood of your compatriots..."

"Humph!"

Lin Xu shouted coldly, murderous intent in his eyes.

"Captain."

"Is this Prince Cang...reliable?"

"If he goes to complain to the Japanese and lures us over, and then catches us in a trap, we'll be finished."

"We have brought all the assets of the new group here this time."

Battalion Commander Zhang Dabiao came forward, frowning and looking very cautious.

"What do you mean! My brother wouldn't lie to me!"

Sun Desheng immediately became anxious and glared at him.

Zhang Dabiao said calmly, "I'm just speaking the truth. People's hearts are hidden."

"Captain..."

Zhang Dabiao looked at Lin Xu.

Now Lin Xu is the team leader and has the final say.

"Old Li."

"What do you think?"

Lin Xu handed Li Yunlong a cigarette and said casually.

"What Zhang Dabiao said makes sense."

"This kid used to just charge forward during battles, but I didn't expect him to be so cautious today."

Li Yunlong glanced at Zhang Dabiao in surprise.

Lin Xu flicked the ash from his hand, his brows instantly furrowed into a "川" shape, and he began brainstorming.

"I'll bring twenty soldiers with good marksmanship and disguise them as vegetable farmers."

"Take five Czech light machine guns, one Maxim heavy machine gun, and the rest all carry G43 semi-automatic rifles."

"Bring some more grenades."

"I'll act accordingly."

"Once the battle begins, Lao Li, you will rush up from below with a large force to support us."

Lin Xu threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his foot.

"No."

"I'll take twenty people with me."

"Lao Lin, you are the head of the group now. You need to stay and take charge of the situation."

Li Yunlong quickly shook his head.

"Old Li, now is not the time to argue about this."

"I can speak Japanese."

"If something unexpected happens, I still have ways to protect myself."

"If pretending to be a vegetable farmer doesn't work, then we can just go all out and pretend to be the ancestors of the Japanese devils."

Lin Xu said half-jokingly.