The next morning, in an unnamed valley deep in the mountains of Hengqu County.

Lifting off the blanket on his body, Zhao Shixun sat up from the grass and yawned, then got up comfortably and moved his stiff body.

Just when the sky was just getting light, Lu Baichuan said goodbye to everyone, and then returned to Wolong Mountain with his remaining more than 100 brothers.

Suffering such a painful loss, Lu Baichuan had no intention of joining the Eighth Road for the time being. Like a wounded lion, he needed time to lick his wounds and soothe himself.

However, although Lu Baichuan left, he left Ma Sanshun, the third master, and more than a dozen seriously injured bandits behind. Without him, these people suffered gunshot wounds and needed treatment, and although Wolongshan was able to invite a few Tulangzhong, there was still nothing they could do about this kind of gunshot wounds. Because this requires precious Western medicine.

Before Lu Baichuan left, he had found the special commissioner to discuss the matter of the batch of arms looted by the special agent battalion, hoping to share a part of it for himself.

In his opinion, after all, it was the arms that he sent someone to grab from the Wu family, although the Eighth Road did help him, but one yard to one yard, he had to return half of it to himself.

However, what made Lu Baichuan angry was that when he and the commissioner found Yang Chenghu, the other party didn't plan to give him a gun, and the reason for not giving it was very sufficient.

Yang Chenghu thought that he had helped the other party repel the reinforcement of the puppet army and plainclothes team in the Liushuhe stronghold, and then helped the other party rescue the besieged subordinates.

In this way, he also took a few lives, and this bit of ammunition is the "protection money" he deserves.

Not to mention asking him to pay back half of it, he still doesn't think it's enough!

Moreover, his own task is to seize this batch of munitions, which is a direct order from the regiment commander and political commissar, and he is now only carrying out the order, and does not care about anything else.

In the face of Yang Chenghu, who did not enter the oil and salt, although Lu Baichuan hated it so much that he only wanted to scold his mother, when he didn't want to tear his face with Balu, he had no choice but to leave quietly with his subordinates.

……

Half an hour later, the dog led the people back to the camp and brought back the news of the evacuation of the Japanese puppet army. For the sake of safety, Shen Cunzhi did not return with the second company, but continued to search and advance eastward to see if there were any other Japanese puppet troops who had escaped the net and ran into the base area.

In yesterday's encounter, both sides suffered heavy casualties. If you count the number of people, the casualties of the Japanese puppet army are even smaller.

After breakfast, just as Zhao Shixun was instructing a few soldiers to learn how to operate the Type 92 heavy machine gun, Yang Chenghu suddenly took a few soldiers to carry a few large boxes, and walked over with a figure-eight step.

He and the other party usually don't look at each other very well, and Zhao Shixun knows that this guy definitely has nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace. No, it should be unprofitable and unprofitable.

Standing up slowly, Zhao Shixun looked at the other party quietly, thinking about the other party's approach.

Walking up to the Kuomintang deserter he hated with an expressionless face, Yang Chenghu waved his hand casually and asked his subordinates to put down the wooden box.

"Company Commander Zhao...... I'm looking for you to discuss something. ”

Seeing the other party so polite for the first time, Zhao Shixun looked at the other party meaningfully, and finally stopped on the several large boxes brought by the other party.

Straight up to open a box, Zhao Shixun took out a formal rifle wrapped in oil-paper from it, and casually pulled the bolt and looked at it.

"What a gun...... It's almost all new. ”

"Nonsense...... it's all serious, and it's all formal in Hanyang."

With an eyebrow, Yang Chenghu pointed to several other boxes on the ground.

"See, there are a total of ten brand-new medium-sized guns in the box on the ground, all bayonets and everything, and I have also given you 200 rounds of ammunition and ten grenades."

Pointing to something on the ground, Yang Chenghu's gaze finally stayed on the Type 92 heavy machine gun not far away.

"How about these things in exchange for the heavy machine gun you captured?"

Hearing this, Zhao Shixun smiled.

"Yang Chenghu, Yang Chenghu, you are really unprofitable.

Not to mention whether I want to or not, just your little thing is like changing my Type 92 heavy machine gun, isn't it too chilling? ”

Glaring at the other party, Yang Chenghu stuck his waist and pointed to the heavy machine gun on the ground.

"The surname is Zhao, Lao Tzu has no time to talk nonsense with you, and this time I asked you to change the heavy machine gun because of your courage and contribution in seven consecutive battles.

If you wait until you return to the regimental headquarters, do you think this heavy machine gun can stay in the Seventh Company without handing it in? ”

Hehe, Yang Chenghu had an expression of being stunned by you.

Our special service battalion is the main force of the whole regiment, and when the regiment commander assigns it to us, then you won't be able to leave anything behind! ”

"Why should we give it to you, we robbed it ourselves, and we have the ability to rob it from the devil's mouth! If you don't have the ability, don't use it! ”

Da Zhuzi has always been unaccustomed to Yang Chenghu's appearance of looking down on the Kuomintang, and when he heard this, this anger came up all of a sudden.

"Pillar, shut up!"

To everyone's surprise, Zhao Shixun did not fight with Yang Chenghu, who was obviously unreasonable, but pulled back the big pillar that came out.

Licking his chapped lips, Zhao Shixun's gaze swept over the heavy machine gun, then stared at the other party's eyes, and raised the middle form in his hand in front of him.

"Fifteen medium-sized shots, I want 300 rounds of bullets and 30 grenades. If you agree, you will pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other, and if you don't agree, you will not talk about everything. Let me tell you clearly, the heavy machine gun was exchanged for my soldiers' lives, and no one wants to play the white wolf with empty gloves in front of me Zhao Shixun! ”

Zhao Shixun's words surprised everyone, including Yang Chenghu and Zhu Zhou Yu who were present.

Originally, everyone thought that Zhao Shixun would directly refuse Yang Chenghu's request, but what they didn't expect was that he actually proposed new trading conditions. What surprised everyone even more was Zhao Shixun's attitude, which made it clear that no one could snatch meat from his mouth. If you don't want to hand it over, even if the head of the regiment and the political commissar come, you don't have to discuss.

Zhou Yu's face tightened, obviously afraid that Zhao Shixun would say anything about violating discipline again.

Although the Eighth Route Army allowed itself to seize equipment to improve its combat effectiveness, heavy machine guns were not ordinary weapons after all, not to mention that it was also the military discipline of the Eighth Route Army that all seizures should be returned to the public.

Yang Chenghu frowned, obviously he didn't expect Zhao Shixun to agree quickly, and he was still such a philistine.

Regarding Zhao Shixun's warning, Yang Chenghu believed three points.

Those who dared to rush up to grab the heavy machine gun while the Japanese were replacing the barrels, Yang Chenghu admitted that he had not seen the second one. In his eyes, since Zhao Shixun dared to play with his life, he naturally dared to keep the heavy machine gun for his own use against discipline.

Although it is said that it is the discipline of the Eighth Route Army that all seizures must be returned to the public, Yang Chenghu knows very well in his heart that although the regiment commander and political commissar also attach great importance to discipline, he will definitely not punish the other party for the sake of the seventh company stealing a heavy machine gun.

Squinting and touching his chin, Yang Chenghu briefly considered the trading conditions proposed by Zhao Shixun.

There was only one working heavy machine gun left in the Vanguard Regiment now, but it was an old thing that had been handled more than a dozen times after all. Not to mention anything else, the barrel bullet line is almost bald. Originally, it was a heavy machine gun, but the effective range turned out to be a little more than 200 meters, and it was a waste of bullets to fight.

Although there are nearly 180 people in the special service battalion, there are only three Czech-style and two crooked handles available.

Light machine guns are easy to use, but once they encounter fortifications or simple civil fortifications, they are often unbearable, and the most important thing is that it is difficult to suppress the machine guns of devils.

The special service battalion now undertakes half of the combat tasks of the vanguard regiment, which can be described as a heavy task and a high combat intensity. Therefore, they needed a working heavy machine gun too much.

With it, Yang Chenghu can at least suppress the light machine guns of the Japanese puppet army, so that he can die a lot less when he fights.

Since the special service battalion was incorporated into the pioneer regiment and went south, the soldiers around Yang Chenghu have changed one after another. In just a few months, there are only two dozen old guys left who fight devils with themselves in Jinzhong.

". ......, the deal ......! ”

"Lao Zhao, this is a big loss, why are you this an authentic pheasant neck, a rare heavy firepower. Not to mention that this thing is not available in the regiment, even if it is placed in the brigade, it is a good thing that makes people's eyes hot. ”

Zhou Yu, who had just studied and understood this heavy machine gun with a few soldiers, heard this, and hurriedly walked over and pulled Zhao Shixun's arm and persuaded him bitterly.

Zhao Shixun gently patted Zhou Yu's shoulder, and turned to look at Yang Chenghu.

"Let your soldiers send what I want over quickly, it's not too early, and if we don't change it, we will have to leave for the regiment headquarters."

……

Ten minutes later, watching Yang Chenghu take seven or eight soldiers from the special service battalion to carry heavy machine guns and ammunition boxes and happily walk away, Zhu and Zhou Yu felt as if their beloved things had been deceived by someone, which was called a hundred unwilling.

Zhu picked up a Zhongzheng sent by Yang Chenghu to exchange, walked up to Zhao Shixun, and said with a bitter face:

"Company commander, I don't understand, let's put a brand new pheasant neck, why do we have to do this big bolt. The firepower of this heavy machine gun is not worth dozens of large bolts, which is not worth it at all. ”

"Yes, Lao Zhao, no matter how I think about it, I feel like I'm panicking. If they didn't go far, I would catch up with Yang Chenghu and tell them that we wouldn't change! ”

Looking at the two people with unwilling faces, Zhao Shixun stepped forward and took the gun in the hand of the pillar, and slowly rubbed the body of the gun.

"Let me ask you two questions, is the little devil's heavy machine gun ruthless, is it accurate?"

"Needless to say, the little devil's heavy machine gun can easily make a horizontal line. At a distance of 200 meters, the Central Army of the Nationalist Army, which could be hit by a heavy machine gun, could not even lift its head. ”

Zhuzi looked at Zhao Shixun and pointed to Yang Chenghu who was far away, and they said regretfully.

"When I was at the brigade headquarters, I heard that a devil can block a position within a radius of several miles with a heavy machine gun. Not to mention a single person, even a bird is enough to fly over. ”

……

To be continued.

Ask for a ticket............! Collect!

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