The chief of staff remembered the political commissar's explanation before leaving: "That fat man has a lot of eyes, you have to put it up, if you don't pay attention, the supplies will be in vain this time." ”

"Materials, materials, naturally do not include weapons, ammunition and food, what military uniforms, cloth and military boots, the chief of staff can pick at will, pick at will!" The fat man replied nonchalantly.

"No, Liu Fatzi, you can't keep your promises, you can discuss it with the political commissar, our Eighth Route Army Division will help you block the reinforcements of the little devils, you have more Qingzhou City, and half of the supplies will belong to us!" The chief of staff was anxious, he drove hundreds of miles to receive weapons and ammunition, and in the blink of an eye, how did it turn into a mess of military uniforms, cloth and military boots.

"Yes, of course, the supplies, weapons, ammunition, and food are not included!" The fat man took out the telegram from the commissar in his pocket and handed it to the chief of staff again.

The chief of staff was in a hurry, so he took it and took a closer look, and sure enough, there were no weapons and ammunition on it, only mentioning supplies.

They can find their own way of cloth, military uniforms, food and so on, but they can't think of a way to deal with weapons and ammunition, so they can only seize them.

"It's not ......" The chief of staff felt that this thing was playing word games with him, and the words of the political commissar echoed in his mind like a death knell, so that he couldn't find the words to refute the fat man for a while, and felt that the political commissar was really prescient, could it be that the political commissar had also suffered in the hands of this goods?

"What isn't?!" The fat man saw that the chief of staff couldn't speak, and knew that the chief of staff was also beating drums in his heart, so he had to work harder, fan the wind, and light a fire or something.

"You are in charge, brothers in every village and mountain!" As soon as he turned around, he shouted loudly to the bandits all over the mountains: "Tell me. Does the word 'material' include weapons, ammunition, and food? ”

"Not included!" These are a group of good dealers. What he and the chief of staff just said. Everyone has come back to their senses, although the Eighth Route Army blocked the reinforcements of the little devils, but took away half of the weapons and ammunition, isn't this cutting their flesh?

So they are all very good, he asked aloud, and the bandits all over the mountains answered in unison "not included".

Fifteen thousand or six thousand people answered at the same time, a deafening sound that echoed through the valley.

This time, even Ma Dongming was dumbfounded. Oops, this dead fat man of Nima, it's so dark!

Those soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were nervous, holding their guns and standing, and the chief of staff saw that he couldn't do it, and hurriedly shouted: "Put away all the guns!" ”

Only then did these soldiers put away their guns, and the chief of staff turned his head to look at the fat man, and said: "Xiao Liu, how can you say that you and I are friendly forces, and the promise is the truth, how can you not fulfill your promise." Besides, the casualties of our reinforcements are not small. Are you doing this completely banditry? ”

"Oops, the chief of staff has to be a bandit, haha!" The fat man laughed, he was a bandit.

To tell the truth, he didn't give these weapons and ammunition to the Eighth Route Army, but the change of clothes of the sixty-seven village brothers, this is a big number, of course, he doesn't give back the ammunition, and he also has some ideas about those guns, so he knocked the chief of staff on a bamboo bar.

Anyway, the telegram only said half of the materials, and the materials, whether there were weapons, ammunition, or food, all of them were up to him.

The chief of staff smiled a little embarrassed, and said in his heart, this thing is a bandit uncle, it is really a bandit style, and the six relatives don't recognize it!

Ma Dongming saw that the two were holding each other, and knew that if this continued, they would inevitably break up unhappily, not to mention that the Eighth Route Army would not be able to get weapons and ammunition, and it might completely lose this friendly army within the seven counties of Qingzhou.

"Big brother, give me a few thin noodles, the chief of staff is here, how do you divide these weapons and ammunition!" Ma Dongming stepped forward, he knew that the fat man was a person who ate soft and not hard, pulled the fat man to the side, and whispered.

"Easy!" The fat man looked at Ma Dongming's nervous face, patted him on the shoulder, and after signaling that it was okay, he walked back and said to the chief of staff: "When the brothers present have changed their weapons, you will take all the remaining weapons away." ”

The chief of staff's face softened and breathed a sigh of relief, he estimated that the weapons and ammunition here were enough to equip a division and regiment, especially the artillery, he liked it too much.

It's just that the fat man killed the chief of staff's joy with one sentence: "I can't give you a single ammunition, and don't worry about those cannons." ”

"What?" The chief of staff was afraid that he had misheard, so he was stunned.

"I can't give you ammunition, I can't give you cannons, do you understand!?" The fat man talked about business, and only suffered a loss once when the political commissar took his shortcomings, and he had long wanted to come back from a game.

The chief of staff understood this time, and he was about to fight for it again, when he saw the fat man turn around and shout loudly to the more than 10,000 bandits and bandits in the 67th Village: "Change the guns and leave all the old weapons and ammunition for the Eighth Road!" ”

Well, this time, there was no distinction between the merits of the war, and there were all the mountains and villages, and these masters were happy, and hurriedly led their brothers to start changing their weapons, leaving all the guns at hand.

When the bandits and bandits were changing weapons, Jiang Yi, who had been listening to him and bargaining with the chief of staff, quietly walked over, dragged him aside, and whispered: "Liu Fatzi, even if you want to form a brigade of artillery, you can only leave the six 105 mountain guns and the 92 infantry guns of the little devil at most." ”

"Why?" The fat man was stunned and asked in a low voice.

"There aren't enough soldiers!" Jiang Yi sighed one by one, and said: "75 field artillery, what is the difference between the caliber and the 70 caliber of the 92 infantry gun and the power of our 82 mortar?" ”

The fat man nodded, and Jiang Yi whispered again: "Besides, the little devil's 81-caliber small steel cannon is not as good as our 82-caliber mortar, because the ammunition of the captured little devil's small steel cannon can also be used by our 82-caliber mortar." ”

"Okay, your artillery brigade may have more personnel than other brigades." The fat man didn't think much about it and replied.

Jiang Yi was stunned, and then his face was happy, and the fat man agreed to let him be the captain.

A conversation with Jiang Yi made it clear to the fat man that not the more artillery the better, at least the 92 infantry guns and 105 mortars could be kept, and the other artillery, he had an idea in his heart, ready to keep it and make a deal with the second war zone.

Seeing the fat man and Jiang Yi muttering in the distance, the chief of staff and Ma Dongming both sighed, and said in their hearts, the political commissar really understands this goods, but now that the wood is in the boat, it can only be like this.

When the bandits and bandits finished changing their weapons, all that was left to the Eighth Route Army was the captured 38 big covers, that is, second-hand.

There are also crooked handles and pheasant necks, all damaged in battle, either with a bent barrel or a mechanical failure.

There are also a lot of old and tattered old sleeves, a little bit made in Hanyang.

What's even funnier is that there is actually a red tassel gun, which is also a gun in the eyes of this bandit...... (To be continued.) )