Bright Sword: Conquer the monk at the beginning and take down Zhou Weiguo

As he finished speaking, Wei Dayong chuckled and walked out of the warehouse holding a set of communication equipment.

The moment Wu Shouguo saw these devices, his eyes widened.

Regardless of whether you have seen it or not, just one look can confirm that the quality of these communication equipment is definitely far superior to that of the Japanese.

"Old Wu, look at your useless look. There are plenty of these things in the warehouse. The captain worked hard to get them!"

Looking at Wu Shouguo's naive look, Wei Dayong said with some pride.

Of course, Qin Cang had no idea how much effort he had put in. He only knew that this was what he exchanged from the system using his mission points.

"Wu Shouguo, what's the problem now?" Qin Cang said at the right time.

"No...no more! I promise to complete the mission!"

Now that the equipment problem has been solved, Wu Shouguo has nothing to worry about.

"very good!"

Qin Cang nodded slightly, then looked at a soldier at the edge and said softly, "Zhang Shoubian, commander of the supply battalion!"

What the hell? What kind of camp? What is this "commissioned camp"?

For a moment, everyone's heads were full of question marks. They had never heard of these two words!

Qin Cang explained without waiting for the soldiers to ask.

"The so-called supply battalion is essentially logistical support. However, starting today, the logistics department needs to do more than just cooking and counting supplies. Instead, they will be responsible for the distribution of supplies and logistical support for the entire regiment!"

"You may wonder why I attach so much importance to the baggage camp. There is only one reason: when two sides go to war, food and supplies must go first!"

After he finished speaking, Qin Cang looked at Zhao Gang beside him and said softly, "From now on, the supply camp will be directly managed by Political Commissar Zhao."

"Also, the regiment's military trucks are under the responsibility of the Quartermaster Battalion."

After he finished speaking, Zhao Gang nodded thoughtfully.

However, Qin Cang paused briefly before continuing aloud, "Zhao Gang!"

Hearing Qin Cang calling him, Zhao Gang looked up in surprise.

He is already the political commissar, what is Qin Cang going to do?

"Everyone only knows that Political Commissar Zhao is educated, but few know how powerful his marksmanship is!"

"It's no exaggeration to say that even the soldiers in our special operations battalion may not be able to match Political Commissar Zhao's marksmanship!"

After listening to Qin Cang's words, Zhao Gang actually felt a little embarrassed, and at the same time he felt a little uneasy, as he always felt that this was a praise followed by a criticism.

As expected, after saying this, Qin Cang immediately said, "Political Commissar Zhao, from today on, you will not only be responsible for the soldiers' daily lives and ideological work, but you will also be responsible for combat missions!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Gang looked up suddenly, his pupils full of disbelief.

"Qin Cang, you..."

Before Zhao Gang could say anything, Qin Cang smiled at him.

"Zhao Gang informs me that, in view of your marksmanship, I now solemnly entrust you to form a sniper team of about thirty people."

Sniper team!

Hearing these four words, Zhao Gang's breathing quickened.

Other soldiers may not know the meaning of the word "sniper", but Zhao Gang knows it, and he can imagine how terrifying the lethality a sniper team of 30 people will bring on the battlefield!

"Qin Cang, I understand your thoughts."

"But I think you're being a little impractical."

"Let alone our regiment, even if it's the entire army, how many sniper rifles does it have? A squad of thirty people..."

Having said that, Zhao Gang looked at Qin Cang hesitantly, then shook his head helplessly.

Seeing this, Qin Cang smiled slightly and pointed to the table covered with black cloth behind him and said softly.

"Old Zhao, don't be so absolute. Why don't you take a look at what's on the table first?"

Hearing this, Zhao Gang's breathing suddenly stagnated, and he looked at Qin Cang with trembling pupils. A thought that he himself could not believe kept appearing in his mind at this moment.

"This...this can't be..."

Seeing this, Qin Cang kept silent, but just smiled and gestured for Zhao Gang to go over and take a look.

After standing there for a moment, Zhao Gang slowly walked towards the table.

But for some reason, at this moment, Zhao Gang felt as if his feet weighed a thousand pounds.

brush!

The moment the black cloth was lifted, a large number of gun parts were suddenly exposed to Zhao Gang's sight.

At this moment, Zhao Gang's hands trembled as he brushed over the parts.

"Captain, what is that?"

"Isn't it just a pile of spare parts? Why is the political commissar so excited?"

Looking at Zhao Gang's reaction, the soldiers asked in confusion.

Hearing this, Qin Cang smiled softly: "Old Zhao, how about you let the brothers see it?"

After he finished speaking, Zhao Gang nodded vigorously, then his expression became serious, and his hands kept picking up parts one after another from the table.

In the eyes of everyone, this scene can only be described as dazzling.

Soon, the parts on the table were empty, and in their place was an extremely handsome spear.

It has a long barrel, a shiny scope, and even accessories such as infrared sights and silencers.

Looking at the sniper rifle in Zhao Gang's hand, all the soldiers showed envy on their faces, and imagined what it would feel like if they held this gun in their hands.

"Old Zhao, I can tell you that there are a total of thirty sniper rifles of the same model, plus various accessories, lying in the warehouse right now."

"Do you think it's possible to form a sniper team?"

The moment Qin Cang finished speaking, Zhao Gang nodded vigorously without hesitation.

It is said that he gave up writing and joined the army because he wanted to kill the Japanese on the battlefield, but in the end he became a political commissar, the bookish political commissar in Li Yunlong's eyes.

Unexpectedly, Qin Cang actually asked him to form a sniper team.

This not only fulfills his desire to fight on the battlefield, but also brings out his strengths to the fullest.

Seeing this, Qin Cang smiled slightly and looked at the soldiers again: "That's a sniper rifle in Lao Zhao's hand!"

"You may have heard the saying, 'Take the enemy's head from a thousand miles away!'"

"Of course, this is an exaggeration, but this gun can definitely blow an enemy's head off with one shot from 600 meters away!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone took a breath.

When he looked at the gun in Zhao Gang's hand again, his sight was filled with passion.

"Everyone wants to have a sniper rifle of their own, right?"

"But, let me tell you, only those with marksmanship skills that meet the requirements have the opportunity to become a member of the sniper team!"

"This is just like our special operations battalion. We only seek quality, not quantity!"

"Political Commissar Zhao will be fully responsible for the subsequent selection of team members!"