Zhang Yunfei does not have much prejudice against the crooked handle machine gun, and is very good in terms of fire suppression, but the nature of the Eighth Route Army is a bit incompatible with the crooked handle.

Most of the Czech-style are domestic imitations, but the manufacturing process of the devil is excellent, and in terms of battlefield performance alone, in fact, the crooked handle is not much worse than the Czech-style.

And the crooked handle is very good in the versatility of the bullet, and the Czech style is a bit of a pain, although it is a seventy-nine caliber, but the seventy-nine bullets on the market are basically not very applicable, to eat a small stove, to use a special bullet.

Again, the right one is the best, and the Czech style is more in line with the tactical requirements of the Chinese side, so the soldiers in the army prefer the Czech style.

A light machine gun of the devil needs four people to operate, while a machine gun of the Eighth Route Army only needs two or three people, and the reason for this is that there are no ammunition men in the Chinese army.

The devil weighs hundreds of pounds of ammunition for a machine gun, while the Kuomintang army only has about 100 rounds of ammunition for a machine gun, so naturally there is no need for people to carry it. The Eighth Route Army had even less ammunition, and that ammunition could be taken away in your own pocket.

However, Zhang Yunfei still equipped his machine gun crew with four people, mainly to train machine gunners, and it was impossible to have only one machine gun forever.

Of course, there is another reason to take over, to fight the devil, as long as the machine gun goes off, the devil's grenade grenade will fall steadily on the head, and the danger of the machine gunner is much higher than that of the rifleman.

"Lao Zhang, I don't think it's good for you to beat and scold soldiers at every turn, and you still have to pay attention to some ways and means in the future." After a busy day, when Zhang Yunfei was completely free, Chen Youquan decided to have a good exchange with Zhang Yunfei.

As a cadre of the Eighth Route Army, he also knew what guns meant to the Eighth Route Army, and he also felt that the soldier was outrageously wrong and had to be criticized and educated.

But things are one yard at a time, and they don't directly beat and scold because the soldiers make mistakes, so what is the difference between their Eighth Route Army and the old army.

Zhang Yunfei didn't answer his words immediately, silently took out a small piece of paper cut from Chen Youquan's tobacco bag who was rolling leaves, pinched a little tobacco leaves, sprinkled them evenly on the paper, and then rolled them up, dipped them in some spit, and pinched off the thin ends.

With a bang, Chen Youquan lit a match, lit a fire for him, and then put the match in his paper cigarette, lit it, and extinguished the match in his hand.

Zhang Yunfei spit out a puff of smoke mixed with the smell of paper, and said slowly: "Lao Chen, you have been working in the local area, and you know too little about the situation of the army, and beating and scolding is sometimes a kind of communication. ”

Chen Youquan: "......"

Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense, you have to say a better reason for your quibble, why are you angry for a while, to tell the truth, I was also very angry at that time.

Although he has never been in the front-line combat troops, he also knows the importance of guns, many soldiers' guns are rifling smooth, and the bolt falls off without paying attention to the old sleeve, which is still regarded as a baby bump, so seeing that the soldier does not cherish such a good gun, he was eager to go up and smoke him at that time, but he can't do such an outrageous thing as an instructor.

Seeing Chen Youquan's fucking suspicious expression, Zhang Yunfei smiled and said: "Lao Chen, don't believe it, we are not like the kind of beating and bullying for no reason in the old army, and it is more meaningful to make a mistake and carry out disciplinary punishment than to kick two feet, this is the same as beating the child with a parent, really good to him, you see that the child resents his parents." ”

"Yes, the son of Uncle Biao in our village has been beaten a lot since he was a child, and he directly broke off the father-son relationship with him when he grew up."

Zhang Yunfei: "......"

"I don't want to pursue you for anything, and I know that you couldn't help but move when you were angry, I just reminded you that you should try to control your temper when dealing with your comrades, okay, I won't disturb your rest."

Zhang Yunfei was stunned to see Chen Youquan throw away the cigarette butt that was about to burn in his hand, get up and leave leisurely with his hands behind his back, Zhang Yunfei really didn't know what to say for a while, he always felt that this instructor had added drama to himself, and his mental activity was a little more.

At present, it seems that his partner has no other conflicts with himself except for being principled, and the two of them are still in the run-in adaptation period, and many things are being tentatively come.

"Squadron leader, we've caught a spy." Not long after Chen Youquan left, soldiers from the third squad came to report.

Because the third class was a local snake, he was arranged by Zhang Yunfei to go to the sentry, but he didn't expect them to really find out.

"Huzi, you go and call Instructor Chen back." Zhang Yunfei instructed the Huzi outside to chase back Chen Youquan, who had just left, and let the third class press people over.

When he saw Zhang Da who was walking with a blue face and swollen nose and being tied up by the third class of five flowers, Zhang Yunfei couldn't help but be happy, and he really didn't meet somewhere.

"Grandpa Balu, I really didn't do anything bad, spare my life." The guy was being pushed and begging for mercy.

"Who are you fooling, sneaky, with a gun in your arms, it's not a good thing at first glance." The escorted warrior scolded.

"What are you talking about, what's wrong with me bringing a gun to defend myself in this chaos."

"Zhang Dadu, so you are still a good person." Zhang Yunfei asked with a smile.

"Of course I'm good...... Oh, it's you, brother, hey, no, it's the eldest nephew. Zhang Dadao just wanted to quibble, but when he looked up and found that it was Zhang Yunfei, he immediately became angry, and said to the soldiers of the third squad who escorted him, "Quickly loosen the tie, I am very familiar with your chief, I said that I am a good person, you don't believe it." ”

Seeing the helpless appearance of the soldiers of the third class, Zhang Yunfei said helplessly: "Just let him tie it, so that he can be sober." ”

"Don't mind, Chief Zhang, I was wrong, don't talk nonsense anymore."

"I'm weird, this is not close to your kennel, why are you running here?" Zhang Yunfei said strangely.

"Well, I went to Yuanzhuang for some things, I didn't hear that you were here, so I stopped by to take a look."

Zhang Yunfei: "......"

"Your road is really smooth enough, and you have made a big turn directly." Zhang Yunfei said sarcastically.

Yuanzhuang, Shangping and Fenghe Town form a triangle, and Shangping is located at that right angle, and Shangping is a village on the mountainside, no matter how you go by, it is impossible to go here.

But for Zhang Dadao, a character who is not stingy, this bit of irony is nothing.

Zhang Dadao has always felt that sometimes lying and silly are also the best way to get closer to interpersonal relationships.

For him, the more, the more unreliable he is, the safer he is, there is a saying that you let me go as a fart, the more you behave like a little person, others will make things difficult for yourself at most, and I really have no interest in starting with a little person like myself.

And the Eighth Road is disciplined, as long as you behave harmlessly, it will be very safe, and the camp of the Eighth Road itself is not uninhabited.