A magazine of 30,000 rounds, you call it Hanyang

"Mass production?"

Zheng Kaixuan shook his head.

It’s not easy to mass produce.

He had just asked the system this question.

"To modify an ordinary Hanyang-made machine gun into what it is now, a lot of spare parts are needed, and they require a lot of precision parts. We don't have that many spare parts right now."

Zheng Kaixuan pointed to the iron box behind him.

"I have some in my box. They were all made by me at the Yunnan Military Academy, but there aren't many. Some of them are made of special materials that may only be available from the Japanese."

Shen Quan curled his lips when he saw this.

He felt that among his group, only Wang Xikui was relatively normal.

Wang Chengzhu kept talking about mortars all day long, and he couldn't even walk when he saw a mortar.

Zheng Kaixuan carries a broken box on his back all day long, even when eating and sleeping.

Zheng Kaixuan cleverly turned the topic to the Japanese.

Indeed, the Japanese officers were exactly what he needed. As long as there was a war to fight, he could modify the equipment.

"Getting materials from the devils isn't a big problem. Let's rest for two days. I'll ask the division commander in a few days to see if our Third Battalion has any combat missions."

Li Yunlong smiled at Zheng Kaixuan.

"Kaixuan, you and Zhuzi have done a great deed today, so I'll treat you well. But you also know that I, Old Li, am broke, so I can only treat you to some sweet potato wine."

Seeing that Zheng Kaixuan was wearing thin clothes, Li Yunlong immediately asked Shen Quan to take out two yellow woolen coats seized from the Japanese from the next room and asked the two of them to wear them.

There is also a pair of leather boots.

Zheng Kaixuan tried the shoes on and found they fit perfectly, a size 43. You know, the Japanese were generally short, with few tall people, so large sizes were naturally hard to find. It was obvious that Li Yunlong had put a lot of thought into this.

A warm current surged through my heart.

Li Yunlong looks like a rough guy on the surface, but he is actually a delicate person on the inside.

As soon as he returned to Wei Zhuang, Li Yunlong noticed that Zheng Kaixuan and Wang Chengzhu were poorly dressed, so he asked Shen Quan to find two sets of clothes for them.

"Where's the deputy captain?"

Only then did Zheng Kaixuan notice that the deputy regiment commander was not there, and neither were the deputy regiment commander's guard squad nor the communications squad.

"I went to the division headquarters and brought back some of the spoils. I also reported to the division headquarters on the situation of the ambush."

Shen Quan interjected.

Zheng Kaixuan didn't ask any more questions, but from Li Yunlong's expression he knew that most of the spoils captured this time should have been taken away by the deputy regiment commander and handed over to the division headquarters.

After all, the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army is now short of guns and ammunition, and has very little equipment.

The entire 129th Division probably couldn't even muster 10 mortars.

"Ugh!"

Li Yunlong sighed, but didn't say much.

"Come, drink some wine and eat some meat! You are a triumphant return, I will give you a toast."

Li Yunlong took the initiative to pick up the porcelain bowl and clinked glasses with Zheng Kaixuan.

"Brother Kaixuan, you have to understand me. It's not that I don't know the value of gold and jade, but the current situation is just like that, and I'm in a difficult position."

"I know you're a top student who graduated from the Military Academy. It's a shame for you to be a private under my command, but there's nothing I can do now. You just have to bear with it for now. After a while, if I can become the commander of the main regiment again, I'll at least promote you to battalion commander."

Zheng Kaixuan can understand this problem.

After all, someone with the same qualifications as Shen Quan has now been demoted to a platoon leader.

Although he graduated from the Army Academy, he was not famous and had no combat experience.

Among the students in the Military Academy, his grades were among the lowest, and he studied engineering. If he joined the National Army, he might be able to get a position in research and development in an arsenal.

But in the Eighth Route Army, his expertise is not of much use for the time being.

Moreover, he has just joined the team for a few days, so it is normal that he has not yet obtained any official position.

"Come, drink! Eat meat!"

In any case, that day the soldiers of the Third Battalion had a delicious meal of meat, steaming white flour buns, sweet potato wine, and smoked foreign cigarettes seized from the Japanese.

Everyone drank wine in big bowls and ate meat in big mouthfuls.

In this freezing winter, being able to live such a comfortable life is something that no one dared to imagine before.

"Hey, when the division commander came to the regimental headquarters, he found the regimental commander and me and proposed the 'overlapping ambush' tactic. I agreed without hesitation and took the initiative to apply for this combat mission for our Third Battalion."

"Although we just defeated the Japanese in a beautiful ambush in Qigeng Village the day before yesterday, we can't even last two meals of dumplings."

While drinking, Li Yunlong began to talk about the mountains proudly.

"Do you know what stacking is?"

"Captain, it's just an overlapping ambush. You've told me that several times."

Zhuzi stuffed a piece of horse meat into his mouth and spoke vaguely.

"Hehe, as the Art of War says, when deploying troops, do not repeat them. The Japs know this, and so do we all. This is an iron rule. But the Japs never expected that we would do the opposite. That's why they fell twice in the same place..."

Late at night, the cold wind was howling.

Zheng Kaixuan stood in front of the window, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

He knew that this was the most intense moment of the Battle of Xinkou, and tens of thousands of Japanese troops from the Fifth Division were engaged in the most brutal battle with the Nationalist troops on the front battlefield.

The Xinkou battlefield was a huge meat grinder, where thousands of people died on the battlefield every day.

Niangzi Pass in the southeast has also been captured by the Japanese Eastern Army. The ultimate goal of the Japanese in both directions is to attack Taiyuan.

They were in the area between Niangzi Pass and Taiyuan, surrounded by Japanese troops.

The 129th Division currently has only two regiments, the 771st and 772nd Regiments. Their main task is to block and delay the enemy's advance.

In a large battlefield like the Battle of Xinkou involving hundreds of thousands of people, Zheng Kaixuan knew that he might not be able to change anything on his own.

But he had no intention of sleeping, as he was eager for the next battle to come as soon as possible. He wanted to go to the battlefield and kill the Japanese devils again, upgrade his weapons as soon as possible, and obtain the batch modification function.

And the battle that Zheng Kaixuan longed for soon arrived.

The troops rested in Wei Zhuang for only three days.

Three days later, a team of fast horses arrived at the headquarters of the Third Battalion of the 772nd Regiment. It was the deputy regimental commander and his guard squad.

The words shouted out by the deputy head of the group made Zheng Kaixuan even more excited.

"Old Li, gather the three battalions immediately. Everyone, assemble! We have another big battle to fight."