Chapter 207: What a Seedling!
Liu Lang recalled all the regular troops, handed over all the work of searching for the remaining enemy troops to the bandits whose eyes were red, and ordered Zhen Dazhuang and Mo Xiaomei, who were most familiar with them, to each bring a ten-man infantry squad to suppress them.
And under the reminder of the two, everyone who went to clean the battlefield, no matter who, had to hold a rifle with a bayonet and press the bullet to open the safe.
Diao Ye and the bandits didn't know why the fat man, who was brave and invincible like a demon god, was so cautious at this time, but they soon understood why.
The battlefield is so cruel, even after your own side has won a great victory.
Even if they are so cautious, there are still cases where the wounded soldiers of the Japanese army pull the grenades pressed under their bodies and the bandits and rookies who come forward to check are all gone, and there are still those who pretend to be dead and hide in the barley and shoot black guns in the back while people are not paying attention, and there are still wounded soldiers who jump up and bite people's necks like beasts even if they have nothingγγγγγγ
All kinds of dangers emerge one after another.
After the complete victory, three bandits were killed and more than ten bandits were wounded, accounting for almost one-third of the losses in the previous battle.
The rookies, who had once again experienced the cruelty of war at the cost of blood, became harder and harder, and they would attack every danger they might encounter, even if it looked like a corpse, they would shoot a few shots or stab them hard.
This led to the fact that in the end, a total of three people were captured, all of whom were puppet soldiers. The Japanese army did not have a single person left.
The battlefield between the Chinese and Japanese armies is a battlefield for the two nations to fight for the future of their own nations.
The Japanese want to have access to more land and resources than just stay in a corner of the island, and China is the weakest time, and the short-legged people who have been waiting for thousands of years to miss this time period will not know how many more years to miss.
The Chinese, on the other hand, must guard their homeland and tighten the fence to prevent robbers from breaking in, and standing on their own positions, they cannot retreat half a step.
The bandits who gradually understood this were gradually stripped of their rookie coats because of a brutal battle, and were replaced by a heart that grew stronger and harder.
Facts have also proved that the battlefield is the most cruel training ground for fighters, and you must be qualified, otherwise, you will not be eliminated, but lose your life.
After a full hour, the sporadic gunfire and the last wails of the Japanese invaders on the battlefield that stretched for four miles and 2,000 meters gradually calmed down.
The rest is the joy of harvest.
There were more than 30 carts of the Japanese army's baggage brigade, and 20 of them were overturned by the frantic galloping horses, most of which were tin cans and food, and even two carts of toffee were found by the bandits.
Grain, more than a dozen truckloads of grain, more than 10,000 catties of grain, enough for more than 500 people in the cottage to eat for a month, can also make up for the deficit of thousands of catties of grain to be returned to Ming's grain store, sure enough, "horses have no night grass and no fertilizer, people do not have windfall and no wealth"!
The bandits in happiness didn't expect that it was three days' supply for the 5,000 remnants of the unlucky Fourth Infantry Brigade, and the 500 people who came to them would be eaten up in a month.
If His Excellency Lieutenant General Xiyi knew that the Chinese bandits could eat so much, he would definitely not be so generous, you must know that the Japanese army had never said that they had eaten with their bellies like this because of logistical problems, and they had more than a pound of food replenishment a day, why didn't you go and grab it?
It's not robbed, who can eat so luxuriously? Those who aspire to become internet celebrities on videos every day may never understand the craving of their ancestors decades ago, because they have not tasted hunger.
Liu Lang, who has been here for more than ten days, can understand, but this is not a reason for him to open his mouth, there are three carts full of bullets, yes, yellow orange orange 6.5 mm caliber pointed bullets, 38 rifle bullets, three carts, loaded with 200,000 rounds.
I almost didn't blind the eyes of the people of the Independent Guerrilla Brigade.
200,000 rounds of ammunition! The more than 400 people on the scene averaged nearly 500 rounds per person, and they could fight several big battles like local tyrants, you know, each of them fired only about 20 bullets in this battle just now.
The only thing that everyone regrets is the 38 rifle bullets and the Japanese light and heavy machine gun bullets, although the 38 rifles are not out of stock now, and the annihilated puppet army infantry battalion and a Japanese baggage squadron have dropped more than 600 intact rifles. BUT THE MAIN WEAPONS OF THE INDEPENDENT GUERRILLA BRIGADE ARE SHELL GUNS AND SUBMACHINE GUNS, AND THEY USE 7.63MM SHELL GUN UNIVERSAL BULLETS, DAMN THE JAPANESE ARE NOT EVEN EQUIPPED WITH SUBMACHINE GUNS?
Obviously, they think too highly of the Japanese, not to mention that the current Japanese are not equipped with submachine guns, that is, the Japanese army after the outbreak of a full-scale war in the future, and the 2 million invading troops stationed in China are not equipped with a few submachine guns. For the Japanese who slammed the door, the kind of submachine gun with a range of more than 100 meters that fired five or six bullets as soon as the trigger was pulled was a complete waste of resources. It wasn't until a few years later that they stabbed the United States cowboy in the back seat, and were beaten by the rice cowboy's repeating assault rifle on the Pacific Islands before Xiang repented.
The national characteristics made them only stay on their small island and look at the fertile continent not far away, at that time, the continent was full of cannons and missiles, dripping saliva is okay, but dare to bare their teeth, a round of missiles bombarded over, they have to shout numb.
It's like love, if you miss it, you really miss it.
Everyone over there was still happily counting the bullets and reporting to the deputy captain Li Guobin, Liu Lang had nothing to do as a commander, sitting on the mountain road and looking at a few subordinates who were performing better and better and a few good seedlings found.
Niu Er, a hunter from Qinling, is very good, in the 20 miles of mountain road just now, he is one of the few ten people who can keep up with his footsteps, one-handed archery is breathtaking, five arrows kill five people in a row, more than he kills two more, if the two of them are in the jungle pure cold weapon duel, Liu Lang is not sure of victory.
The bandit leader with a thin and small face named Zeng Shui is not bad, according to the data reported by Zhen Dazhuang, that guy, in the battle just now, killed more than ten Japanese criminals by himself, and it only took five magazines.
For someone who has never been on the battlefield, this is already a remarkable achievement, which requires not only accurate archery, but also a cool head and a stable enough heart. Killing people and fighting birds are completely different concepts. If you train it, you can definitely become a strong sniper.
Compared to these two, it was Diao Ye, the big leader of Qinglong Mountain, who was more interested in Liu Lang, what did that guy say? The so-called fighting strength is just a small way, and not playing cards according to the routine is his characteristic, especially the use of terrain and psychological analysis to fascinate Zhen Dazhuang and Mo Xiaomei, the two can be regarded as talented, if he is trained, he will become a strong special forces squad commander, if he commits two attributes from time to time at that time, it will be perfect if he is slightly suppressed.
His eyes swept over Xiao Senan, who had already approached a carriage, and his eyes were a little frozen for Diao Ye's fat wave full of expectations.
He decided to retract all his thoughts.
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More than twenty carts were pulled by the frightened galloping horses, crushing the little devil to a bloody blur, but there were still fourteen carts intact and staying a mile away from the central battlefield. Fourteen carts were quietly parked there, the nearest one was nearly 60 meters away from the super crater, two of which were overturned by a huge shock wave, and dark green wooden boxes were scattered on the ground.
A few excited bandits took wooden sticks and began to smash wooden boxes, what can be packed in wooden boxes, how can it not be a good thing? The job of prying boxes must be a bandit's profession! It's just that this wooden box is quite sturdy, and it is really hard to pry.
"Go away and look at the carving master." Diao Ye, who looked at his brother's incompetence, used brute force in a fit of rage, picked up a stone the size of a grinding plate, and was ready to shatter the damn wooden box with one blow.
Lang Fat's eyes instinctively looked towards the creek on the left hand side of the mountain road, but sadly found that with his current size, the creek is too small!
Mo Xiaomei, who followed behind, had a white face at that time, like a blank piece of paper. If possible, he would love to knock it out with one shot.
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