Chapter 199: Appetite is high

It's just that at this time, although Wang Tieshi knew Tsuruta Nuan's intentions, he didn't have any way. Not only has a large part of the financial resources been cut off, but the most critical problem is that it is impossible for him to firmly control the entire garrison in his own hands as before. Not only was the deployment of officers at all levels decided by Tsuruta Numu himself, but now the Japanese had the final say on recruitment.

All sources of ammunition were controlled by the Japanese. The gun has been replaced by such an old-fashioned guy, and now even the soldiers are controlled by the Japanese. The henchmen who he originally relied on throwing money to cultivate, were killed by the Eighth Road, and the missing disappeared. There aren't many people still alive now.

At present, the strength of the garrison has indeed expanded, but the team controlled by his henchmen is only one squadron and a few squads. Although the rest are also the original people of the garrison, most of them were transferred from the original Jin Nanjian**. At present, I don't even have the capital to shoot and scatter.

Wang Tieshi, who was almost made into a bare-bones commander, hated the two of them at the moment. One is Li Ziyuan, who has destroyed his nest several times and confiscated all the property he has accumulated over the years, plus weapons and ammunition. One is that this time, in the name of rectification, he used Japanese advisers to elevate himself and take away his actual control over the garrison.

As for Liu Kaishan, who took advantage of the opportunity of the reorganization of the garrison and took the opportunity to station a plainclothes team of more than 20 people in Pingchuan Town, his old nest, which he firmly controlled, in the name of assisting in the suppression of bandits. This is his number one enemy from the past to the present, and he can only be ranked third.

It's just that the hatred is in the bones, and he has no way to deal with these two people, at least for now. One is his own emperor, who controls his own life and death. If you want to get rid of yourself, it's a matter of moving your fingers. Tsuruta Numan was able to disregard his own considerations and split his henchmen alive in front of him.

That saber, naturally, can also fall on your head at any time. Although I have established a lot of relationships with the Japanese, when it comes to the real time, those Japanese people will still consider their own interests. In their eyes, he is just a thug who can be replaced at any time. If Tsuruta Numan is determined to get rid of himself, he won't have any help.

One is tenacious but quite cunning, allowing himself to suffer several big losses but not even catching a shadow, and making himself an opponent of his financial resources plus weapons to replenish the base. Now that he has come to the point where he is today, this guy can be said to be the initiator of all this.

However, Wang Tieshi, who was unwilling to be taken away from everything like this, did not intend to be set up like this, and still had some desperate thoughts in his heart. To get rid of Tsuruta Nunan, although he doesn't have much of a way, he may not have a way to do it.

They are in the eastern mountains of Hubei, although they are slippery like a swimming fish. But you don't have to start from within, even in a strong fortress, there should always be cracks inside. Based on my experience of dealing with them for several years, if you look carefully, there is still a certain opportunity.

Wang Tieshi didn't believe it, there is no one in this world who is not greedy for money. He doesn't believe that in this world, there are really people who don't even want glory and wealth for the sake of so-called faith. As long as he has enough patience and pays a sufficient price, there is still a chance to find someone from within them to kill him.

However, although it is said that he killed Tsuruta Nuanan on the surface, Wang Tieshi has no courage, and now he doesn't have that ability. But he was also pondering, taking advantage of Tsuruta Nunan's eagerness to eliminate the Tuhachi Road in Hubei, and doing something in it himself, it would be best for the two of them to die together.

If the officers selected by Tsuruta Numan in the garrison are also wiped out at one time. Although the losses are all his subordinates, Wang Tieshi, who has been the thorn in his eye, will not care. In Wang Tieshi's opinion, as long as you have money and guns, soldiers can be recruited at any time. But without power, status, money, and most importantly, without a gun, there is nothing.

At the same time, Wang Tieshi also knew that the Japanese commander who was newly transferred from Hubei County. He was also quite dissatisfied with Tsuruta Numan bypassing him and directly interfering in the affairs of the garrison. can be regarded as Wang Tieshi, who was forced to hang himself by Li Ziyuan and Tsuruta Nuan, but he was thinking about using the absolute advantage of his own land snake, plus the internal discord of the Japanese themselves, to come up with the idea of killing three soldiers with one peach.

Although you are said to be Japanese, you have forgotten who is the real head snake and boss in the territory of Hubei. I can't fight you now, but when it comes to intrigues, you're still tender. When it comes to being well-informed, you Tsuruta Numan don't look at it as being in charge of intelligence, but you're still far from me.

Since you, the strong dragon, are going to crush me, the head snake, then let's play together. See if you die before me, or if I'm unlucky before you. I can't play with you Japanese, but when it comes to playing yin, I'm the ancestor of Tsuruta Numa.

And that Liu Kaishan, didn't you rely on the power of Tsuruta Numan and wanted to insert your hand into your own territory? Didn't you send it to the door yourself and act as a thug and a pioneer for Tsuruta Numanan? Then let's settle the old accounts and new accounts together this time, and see how long you can jump.

At this time, some people still admired Wang Tieshi's ability to do so, and Li Ziyuan, who was conducting reconnaissance on the periphery of Pingchuan Town and was still changing clothes for the pseudo-garrison, naturally didn't know that Wang Tieshi was already eager to eat himself alive at this time, not to mention, and planned to buy off his own insiders to get rid of himself. And with his own hands, he will get rid of Tsuruta Nuanan and Liu Kaishan.

For this Murata 22 rifle, Li knows the performance of this old gun, and at the same time, he also regards the pseudo-garrison as the main source of weapons and ammunition, and he also secretly scolds the Japanese in his heart for being too stingy. Even if you are reluctant to give up the Type 38 rifle, you should always be generous. Distribute these bunch of broken things to the garrison, even if a batch is captured, but where can you go up there to get bullets?

Tsuruta Nuan's hand not only made Wang Tieshi feel painful, but also really hit Li Ziyuan's waist and eyes. In order to solve the situation of insufficient weapons and ammunition after the expansion of the basic militia. Li Ziyuan has already used the pseudo-Hubei County Garrison Brigade as his own ATM. But now that the Japanese have come up with such a move, he is indeed a little surprised.

Putting down the binoculars in his hand, Li Ziyuan turned around with a headache and said to He Huizhang beside him: "Lao He, what tricks do you say the devil plays?" You're no stranger to the Murata rifle, even if we all get it, it won't be of any use to us. It's not as good as the old Manlixia rifle equipped by the pseudo-Changzhi garrison, at least the bullets are better. ”

Some people knew that Li Ziyuan was thinking about He Huizhang, but Li Ziyuan, who looked at him with a headache, said: "Battalion commander, I see that you are being equipped by us now, and your appetite is a little high." When I was over there, you also knew that our army was a miscellaneous card among miscellaneous cards, and we used whatever guns we had. ”

"Chinese and Czech-made rifles are good guns, that is the treatment only available in the Central Army, and it is not our turn to be a miscellaneous army. We can only pick up some of the rags left by the Northwest Army, and then we can just scrape together some money to buy a little from other powerful factions. Shaanxi is also a poor place, even if you scrape the ground, you can't get too much money to raise the army. Among our little miscellaneous cards, even the old sleeves are good guns. ”

"After our army was formed that year, when it was promoted to join the Shanxi battlefield, there were nearly 20,000 troops. Hanyang-made, Jin-made 38-style, and other messy guns that are barely a little better, add up to no more than half. The remaining half are either old sleeve guns that don't know the Year of the Monkey, or they are messy rags. ”

"It is said that the Sichuan army is poor, but these little miscellaneous armed forces guarding the bitter cold land of northern Shaanxi are even poorer. In our team back then, there were a lot of garbage guns in the former Qing Dynasty. There are also some Murata rifles of this kind, and although there are not many of them, they are considered to be second only to the old sleeve guns. ”

"And the battalion commander, it seems that the predecessor of our Taihang Military Region, when the 129th Division crossed the Yellow River eastward, the equipment was also very poor. I remember that when I encountered them on the march, the weapons were mainly Hanyang-made and old sleeves, and there were a considerable number of Sichuan-made rifles. There are not many Czech and Belgian rifles. ”

"Why is your appetite high now, and you don't look down on this thing. Battalion commander, if you look at it according to my old man's idea, no matter what kind of gun this thing is, as long as there are bullets, it is much stronger than nothing. Besides, although this weapon is older, the caliber of the bullet is also special. But in terms of our tactics, it's not necessarily garbage. ”

"This gun can hold eight rounds at a time, and the rate of fire is not slow if you don't reload. Moreover, we still focus on melee combat and ambush warfare, which requires the most intensive firepower in the shortest possible time. From this point of view, the shortcomings of this gun are nothing but nothing. ”

"And the militia generally does not participate in the fighting, the performance of the guns is a little worse, and it is not a big deal. When we can get a better weapon, we'll just change it for them. As for the question of bullets, it is a headache, but the solution is always figured out by people. ”

"I always thought that no matter what kind of gun, as long as it can kill devils, it is a good gun. This gun is better than a single one, or those muskets that fight rabbits. It's just that this gun is very laborious to maintain, but the accuracy is still good. Besides, we are also for the militia. If it really gets to the point where the militia is fighting in large numbers, I guess all the weapons will be the same. ”

After He Huizhang's words, Li Ziyuan was a little silent. This old guy is right, no matter how backward this thing is, it is much stronger than those dirt guns. Anyway, it's for militias who rarely participate in the war, as long as they can fire and fight devils, they can be regarded as generals, and they will wait until they get other weapons.

Thinking of this, Li Ziyuan turned around and raised the Japanese non-commissioned officer telescope in his hand again, and looked at the puppet army that was practicing in the stronghold of the fallen horse. While evaluating the training method of this reconstituted puppet army, he is constantly thinking about where to start and make him a guy in his heart.

This time, Li Ziyuan ignored the opposition of others and handed over the troops to Zeng Sheng and Ma Yongcheng to lead the team for training. He personally went out to the mountain to reconnoitre, and only brought He Huizhang and Liu Lianming. He didn't bring any telescopes, only a telescope for Japanese non-commissioned officers who were petite and delicate although their performance was very poor.