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In a hidden col far away from Muma County, light and heavy machine guns and four or five hundred carefully selected soldiers of the independent regiment of the Sichuan Army were lying on the ground in a phalanx, and Lu Yuan was giving loud lectures.

All this is naturally to give those Japanese fighters who thought they could spread wild on the territory of Trojan County at will and come and go freely a most memorable lesson!

"Prepare ......"

As soon as Lu Yuan's voice fell, under the tall wooden frame on the side, the militia captain Shi Mingyu roared violently and chopped the vines with an axe.

On the other hand, a boulder hanging in the air suddenly fell!

With a "bang", a wooden board the size of a pot lid slid through the air like lightning, leaving only an afterimage in the air!

Woohoo!

Da Da Da ......

The gunfire was instantaneous, rifles, crooked machine guns, submachine guns and submachine guns exploded in unison, and dense bullets splashed towards the air ****.

With a bang, the stone fell to the ground, and the gunfire stopped.

The plank was lowered, and there were two or three bullet holes in it, and it looked like the blind cat had hit a dead mouse, but it was never really a hit.

"Five hundred men, twenty machine guns and one heavy machine gun, fired more than 1,500 rounds of ammunition in two seconds, and hit three shots......"

Lu Yuan stared at everyone with a gloomy face, such a hit rate wanted to hit a Japanese fighter with a height much higher than the plank, and the speed was even faster than the speed at which the stone fell and pulled the plank, this is almost impossible!

"Commander, the target is too small and too fast, I really can't react......" some soldiers complained with crying faces.

"Small goals? The plane flies a little higher, and it doesn't look much bigger than this pot lid! ”

Lu Yuan shouted: "The Japanese fighters will never stop and wait for you to react - it's not that I can't tolerate failure, what I can't tolerate is that I don't think about how to improve, but blindly make excuses for my failure!" ”

The complaining people lowered their heads, they knew that they had touched the bottom line of the long way.

"The Japanese fighters come every day, if we can't counter their sharpness, then they will become more and more arrogant, our people, will live under the shadow of death every day - the people of the whole county will create the best conditions for you, what you have to do is to train me to the death, ten days, I will give you another ten days, after ten days I will see fifty gun holes on this plank, are you sure?"

Seeing that the few complaining guys admitted their mistakes, Lu Yuan continued to roar.

"There is ......"

The many soldiers shouted in a sparse voice, their tone weak and weak, they didn't know if they could do it.

"Didn't you eat?"

Lu Yuan shouted loudly: "Give me a louder, do you have faith—you have to remember that if you don't reach this goal one more day, our people will shed more blood!" ”

"Yes! Yes! There was ......"

The moment the soldiers heard this, their eyes were visibly bloodshot, and they roared loudly at the top of their throats.

"So what are you waiting for? Keep practicing for me! Lu Yuan roared.

The soldiers lay down again, loaded with bullets, and someone pulled the boulder up and changed the planks again in preparation for the next round of training.

"If you can really achieve the fifty bullet holes on the wooden board at a time as you said, I think it is indeed very ...... to be sure of the Japanese fighters."

Su Yandao, if it can really shoot down the Japanese fighters, it will definitely be an exciting good thing for Trojan Horse County, and if the experience of this fighting plane is popularized, it may be a great thing to change the fact that the Japanese army has been firmly in control of air supremacy in the entire history of war!

However, his face was as bitter as Coptis chinensis, and he said with a heartbroken tone: "But we really can't bear the consumption of more than 20,000 bullets a day......

"Political Commissar Cai is about to arrive, we will soon have a lot of money, and there should be no problem to support this ammunition consumption!"

Lu Yuan's face was indifferent, his chin was scurrying around on the training position, and he was trying to learn from the thunder Liu Minghui, Han Xiaolei, Ding Shan and others: "Besides, isn't there still the Eighth Route Army?" We are even willing to give them machine gun grenadiers, and ask them to ask for more bullets, but they are too embarrassed not to give them? ”

Hearing this, Su Yan rolled his eyes angrily, and said in his heart that you, the head of the regiment, are very happy, and you really don't know how expensive oil and salt are - but do you know how much money I, the deputy head in charge of military quartermasters, have?

Nearly 20,000 rounds of ammunition are consumed a day, and this is just this, plus the daily training consumption of the battalions in the regiment and the militia, nearly 30,000 rounds of ammunition are consumed a day.

"Lu Yuan, I heard you, do you think the machine gun grenadier you gave us was made of gold?"

Lei Ming walked over angrily and said: "Now your daily consumption is simply more than our regiments combined, you have an arsenal when we are the Eighth Route Army-just the money for the bullets we asked for in the last month is enough to buy those machine gun grenadiers you gave......"

"Desperately ask us for bullets, those machine gun grenadiers also ask us to exchange food for food-Captain Lu, you *** are too dark for you!" Han Xiaolei also came over to complain.

"Our Eighth Route Army fights local tyrants all day long to divide the land, and now you Sichuan Army Independent Regiment beats the local main local tyrants ......"

Ding Shan also came over and answered: "You don't know how difficult it is for our Eighth Route Army right now - sometimes this landlord's family has no surplus food......

"Then you can buy machine gun grenadiers with your own money, if you don't want to give us bullets, as long as you have somewhere to buy them!"

Lu Yuanbai glanced at him with his hands behind his back and turned around and left, in the case that the Japanese army completely blocked the port and occupied air supremacy, and the Stilwell Highway in Yunnan had not yet been opened, high-end weapons were at a stage where there was no place to buy them if they had money, and the Eighth Route Army was forced to ask for them even if they were unwilling to ask for them.

"A few regiment leaders, you can't just stare at the places that have suffered losses and not look at the places that take advantage......

Su Yan glared at him and said: "We know that you are in difficulty in terms of the eight roads, so the money for the construction of the two factories is basically our way to find a way, and in the end we will give it to you for free - that is a business of millions of oceans, why don't you talk about this?" ”

Lei Ming Han Xiaolei and the others immediately began to pretend to be deaf and dumb, hehe smiled, and said in his heart If it weren't for this, you Su Yan thought that how many bullets you wanted, how many could we give?

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