Looking at the cart full of weapons and ammunition, Dazhu handed the machine gun in his arms to a soldier beside him, walked to the front of the car and picked up a neutral rifle and pulled the bolt.

The well-cut steel magazine was already stained with a faint residue of gunpowder, and it seemed that the owner of the rifle did not care about doing some basic maintenance on it. Judging from the fact that the bolt and firing pin did not show much worn, the gun in front of him had not fired many bullets since it left the factory, and the big pillar was estimated to be no more than two hundred rounds in his heart.

Through the sunlight, the large pillar saw that the gun had a shallow factory inscription on the body. There are three big characters in the book "Zhong Zheng", and there are two overlapping diamond patterns on the top of the inscription, which represents that the factory manufacturer of this Zhong Zheng rifle is the Gongxian Arsenal of the Republic of China.

Carefully pulling the bolt of each rifle apart, the large pillar checked the magazines of all twenty-odd rifles one by one to make sure that the bullets of each rifle were withdrawn.

Inspect the seized weapon magazines, this is the rule set by Cho Shixun. The reason is very simple, that is, the bullet in the gun is afraid of misfire and injury during the bumpy transportation.

Since this is a bloody lesson, and Zhao Shixun has severely punished the four squad leaders for this, so they have formed a reflexive behavior, and after each battle, they must personally check whether there are any bullets left in the captured weapons.

After checking the weapons, Da Zhuzi saw that the soldiers were still searching for supplies in the stronghold, so he took the opportunity to sneak to Zhao Shixun, who was sitting on a few boxes in the courtyard, and smiled embarrassedly.

"Sir...... Hey. Your Hardman will give me one. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Shixun smiled like a big pillar.

"I said that your kid's eyes are very sharp, and you can find Lao Tzu with his back to you?"

"Hehe...... I don't have that eyesight. I've had this nose since I was a child, and I smell the hardman in your pocket. Hehe...... I'll just smoke one and have a good time. ”

With a helpless smile, Zhao Shixun took out the Hade Gate that he had secretly hidden, handed one to the big pillar, and then took one himself.

"Thank you, sir, for giving you some of it."

After lighting a cigarette for Zhao Shixun, the big pillar lit it for himself.

Taking a deep breath, the big pillar habitually puffed up his eyes, feeling the sweet sensation brought by the fine tobacco. After a few turns in his lungs, he vomited unsatisfied. Swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, the big pillar's face was full of intoxication.

Since the Eighth Route Army has no military salary, since participating in the Eighth Route Army, Zhao Shixun's big pillar and the old immortal smokers have almost stopped. If it weren't for every battle, the old immortal would hide a little money privately, and then secretly go to the nearby village to buy tobacco. Zhao Shixun didn't even have to smoke dry cigarettes.

At first, Zhao Shixun really planned to quit smoking, but war is a thing, in addition to bringing death, it can also give huge mental pressure to the living. Tobacco is such a strange thing, and the smoke going back and forth in your body can really relieve your stress. So for professional soldiers, cigarettes are almost a necessity!

In the past, when I was in the national army, the officers would give some consolation gifts to the soldiers before each battle, and cigarettes were the top priority.

Not only cigarettes, but also in some local warlord troops, there are even such strange armies as double spearmen, especially in the Sichuan, Yunnan, and Guizhou regions.

In order to meet the combat needs of these troops, Shangguan would not only provide cigarettes, but even tobacco and earth. In addition to this, additional levies are to be issued.

"Damn it......, this Hardman is much stronger than dry tobacco, and it's comfortable to smoke and it tastes good. I haven't smoked such a good cigarette in a while since I came out of Nakajo Mountain. ”

"Pillar, it's not easy to have a bad life without military pay in the Eighth Road, right?"

Glancing at the big pillar in the aftertaste, Zhao Shixun spit out a cloud of smoke and asked.

"It's a hard time, but I'm happy. There is no bullying from the officials, the brothers are united, and they can fight devils happily. ”

Looking at the smiling Zhao Shixun, the big pillar took a sharp puff and snuffed out the cigarette butt.

"I don't have a salary, but I don't care. In the past, when I was in the national army, I was paid, but most of them were drunk by the officials, and I didn't have much to say, and I had to be arranged by others. Every once in a while, Shangguan either celebrates his birthday or marries his daughter-in-law, and he changes the law to let you give them a gift, and the money he really gets can buy a few boxes of cigarettes to smoke. ”

"The most unbearable thing for me is that I can't fight a devil. In the past, my Shangguan asked me to transport goods to him every day, but the Japanese were all killed, and this kid was still selling tobacco, a group of things. Thinking about it now makes me angry! ”

Hearing this, Zhao Shixun shook his head helplessly, there are indeed too many problems on the side of the national army. Especially the matter of drinking soldiers' blood, I don't know how many soldiers' hearts have been chilled. Although Balu can't even afford to pay military salaries, this can unite people's hearts, which makes Zhao Shixun a little puzzled for a while, and he doesn't know how to explain it.

"Okay, let's not talk about the previous. I see that the things are almost looted, you ask Heiwa to take a soldier to the village to shout, just say that the heroes of Feihu Mountain have taken the stronghold of the puppet army, and let the villagers come and distribute the food. ”

"Ah, divide the grain?"

"Nonsense? Are you still planning to drive these 4,000 catties of grain back to the base area? ”

"That's not it, I mean, aren't we the Eighth Route Army? Why do you have to say that the bandits have a stronghold? Doesn't this put gold on the bandits' faces! I don't understand. ”

Da Zhuzi was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Zhao Shixun in disbelief. He knew that Zhao Shixun's splint bandits were trying to hide from the stronghold smoothly, but now that the stronghold was in hand, the food was distributed to the people. But this is the credit in hand, how can such a long-faced thing be counted on the bandits.

Looking at the big pillar with a puzzled face, Zhao Shixun frowned. In fact, he also wants to take this credit on himself, after all, he led people to risk their lives to build a puppet army stronghold.

But Lao He's previous sentence made Zhao Shixun have a different idea.

If the vanguard regiment to which he belongs has lost more than half of its own now, it basically does not have the ability to fight with more than one squadron of Japanese troops in a short period of time. At this time, if he gave this credit to the Eighth Route Army, the villagers might be fine, but the Japanese troops who were maneuvering along the railway line were likely to hear the news and search for it.

According to the information he got from the bandit Ma Sanshun, Zhao Shixun judged that the Japanese army was likely to have a squadron of troops in Jiangxian County, and the number of puppet troops was more than these.

The most fatal thing is that Jiangxian County is too close to the railway line, only a few dozen miles away. Once the strength of a brigade of the Japanese army is recruited, the vanguard regiment will not be able to withstand it no matter what.

Now in the vanguard regiment, except for the special service company, the second company and its own seventh company, which are less than 300 people who can fight, the rest are recruits and wounded. If this is bitten by a large group of devils, it will be almost the same if it is not completely destroyed.

Therefore, Zhao Shixun thought about it, and still felt that it was best to throw this pot to the bandits, so that at least it would not attract a large number of Japanese troops. For the harassment of bandits, the Japanese came to a squadron and stood up to the sky. At that time, with the current strength of the vanguard regiment, it will be more than enough to clean up the devils of a squadron.

"I don't want to throw the credit and fame on the bandits, and I also put gold on our faces for the Seventh Company, but that's all I can do for now. The current state of the regiment must be clear to you, just our human guns, once we recruit more than a squadron of devils, you should understand what the price will be.

It is not better to throw a false reputation to the bandits, and to give us such real things as weapons and ammunition. Commander Lei and the others advanced into the Jinnan region with great fanfare, and the results in exchange were obvious to all. We operate under the noses of the Japanese puppet army, and keeping a low profile is the basis for survival, understand? ”

When Da Zhuzi heard this, his face changed and changed, and after being entangled for a long time, he muttered:

"So we're going to keep a low profile? Do you have to sneak under the banner of bandits to fight devils? ”

"At least in my eyes, yes! Until we have the ability to protect ourselves, we had better not be too ostentatious. ”

Looking at the big pillar, Zhao Shixun said categorically.

"Okay...... I obey orders. But I'll go to this matter myself, I'm afraid that something will go wrong with Heiwa's straight nature. ”

"It's okay, you let the old immortal come down and watch the prisoners, let Heiwa go up to the turret to monitor the surrounding enemy, and we will leave here immediately after distributing the food to the villagers. In addition, a soldier was sent to the direction of Majiazhuang and told Instructor Zhou to return to the stronghold immediately to meet us in two hours. ”

……

Soon, when Da Zhuzi led people to find Lao He and asked the sister-in-law of the He family to take him to the village to shout like this, the villagers who had already been in the clouds and fog by the morning gunfire immediately blew up.

The people of Zhengjiapo Village have a good impression of the bandits in Feihu Mountain, and the bandits have never harmed the common people over the years, but have specialized in fighting devils and traitors, which makes the villagers admire them in their hearts. In the first half of the year, when Feihu Mountain besieged the stronghold, several families in the village reported to Feihu Mountain. Therefore, after learning that the heroes of Feihu Mountain had knocked down the Beishan Fort, and had to distribute food to everyone, they immediately spontaneously ran to tell each other.

In fact, when the villagers learned about it, some people were skeptical at first. After all, a few days ago, the Japanese and the Imperial Cooperative Army of the garrison went to encircle and suppress Feihu Mountain, and Zhu Dagui, the big landlord in the village and concurrently the chairman of the maintenance committee, swore everywhere that the Japanese had destroyed Feihu Mountain.

Just when the big guy was still immersed in the complicated feelings of the heroes of Flying Tiger Mountain being killed, he suddenly learned that the Beishan Turret was beaten down by the heroes of Flying Tiger Mountain! And give food to the people! Coupled with the fact that these words came from the sister-in-law of the He family, who was famous for her integrity, the villagers were immediately convinced. Not long after, the villagers at home helped the old and the young, and rushed to the stronghold with hopes on their faces.

…… To be continued, there has been something at home recently, and I'm sorry for the book friends.

I'm sorry everyone.

(End of chapter)