After opening the carriage door, Feng Yutian was almost stunned, and then turned back and said with a flattering face: "Yang, Brother Yang, can we discuss and discuss, you give me some first?" ”

"Huh? Yes! Understood, brother, this is easy to say! Yang Feng said with a smile.

"You can't tell the commander when you go back."

"Okay! You don't need a rifle, there's no riding gun in it, and Makqin is not suitable for you, so be it! You take ten Czech light machine guns, then fifty flower machines, and twenty fast and slow machines! ”

"What's the slowdown?"

"Huh?" Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, but then he understood, the fast and slow machine was only launched last year, and it just entered China this year, and these guys were still fighting guerrilla warfare with the Japanese in the Northeast last year! Information lags are not unusual.

This thing directly took a fast and slow machine, adjusted it to rapid-fire, and pulled the trigger, and twenty bullets splashed out.

"! Great stuff! Feng Yutian's eyes lit up immediately, and he grabbed a handful without hesitation, thinking about it and taking another handful.

The cavalrymen who won the battle and got the ammunition happily escorted Yang Feng and others back to Chifeng, as soon as they heard that Yang Feng had come all the way from Beiping to send them arms, Feng Zhanhai and Sun Dianying came out with a group of officers, and their gang of cannon fodder were all raised by their mothers, and it was generally not their turn to do anything good, although Feng Zhanhai was Zhang Zuoxiang's nephew, but now after all, there is no Jilin Zhang Zuoxiang and there is only a signboard left.

Now suddenly there is a pie in the sky that is a good thing, so don't hurry.

After Yang Feng didn't even bother to eat, a group of people opened a banquet in the middle of the night, drinking the liquor brought by Yang Feng from Beiping, Sun Dianying, who had a big head and a thick neck, stretched out his thumb and said in a thick Anhui accent: "Brother Yang, benevolence and righteousness!" ”

"General Sun......"

"What general, there are as many generals as dogs these years, called Brother Sun!"

"Brother Sun, although I don't care how to divide these weapons, but my brother has a suggestion, you see Brother Feng's guys are the worst, I mean you give him more firearms, I still have a batch of mortars there, but I can't pull it this time, you can keep more when you send it next time."

"Brother, how many cannons can you get?"

"Thirty guns, Brother Sun, you have twenty guns, Brother Feng has ten guns, that is, there are fewer shells, it shouldn't exceed two thousand rounds, I asked the Germans to buy them from the Jinling factory for me, and he hasn't told me the number yet."

"It's easy to say that I can buy the cannonballs from Yan Laoxi, if the cannons are not enough, my brother can get more, and my brother can pay for it."

Yang Feng's eyes lit up, this is the master who picked up Cixi's tomb, who can compare with him when it comes to Tanglin baby?

"Brother Sun, let's put it this way, as long as you have money, brother, I can get you anything, not to mention mortars, even large-caliber heavy artillery, I also have a way, if you don't have enough money, antique jewelry, precious medicinal materials, these can be exchanged."

"I do have some antique jewelry, but I'm staying at home now." Sun Dianying said with a deep sigh.

"This is easy to do, you send a telegram back, or let someone send things to Beiping Jinyuan Commerce, or send them to the 29th Army in Zhangjiakou, and then I will find someone to estimate the price, if we have no opinion on the price, then I can directly pull the goods to you." Yang Feng said.

"Brother Yang still has a friendship with Song Zheyuan?"

"My brother now wears the hat of the Chahar Provincial Government Council."

"In this case, then send it to Zhangjiakou! I am also brothers with the 29th Army. ”

In this way, the two decided on the arms deal.

At this time, the staff officer came to report that the Japanese advance had arrived at the Hala crossing, and the palace chief in front asked for help.

"I'll go!" Feng Yutian stood up and said.

He is a cavalryman, and as long as he is fast, he can only do this job.

"I'll go too!" Yang Feng said.

"The battlefield is dangerous, Brother Yang should not go, right?" Sun Dianying said that he was reluctant to let Yang Feng have an accident now.

"A good man is enthusiastic about the battlefield, I'm afraid he will do something!" Yang Feng buckled his bulletproof helmet with a proud face.

"By the way, pull and strap all the wine bottles!" Yang Feng casually picked up the two empty wine bottles on the table.

"What are you doing with bottles?" Feng Yutian asked suspiciously.

"Smash the tank!" Yang Feng's words almost didn't make him faint.

"Can this thing really smash a tank with gasoline?" Feng Yutian, who was riding a horse, came to the door of the car and asked Yang Feng, fiddling with a wine bottle in his hand.

"Then you will know the Tao, otherwise I have worked hard to bring a bunch of liquor just to give you to drink? But you have to be brave enough to play this thing, it's like blowing up a tank with a grenade, you have to get close and throw it! Yang Feng said that he brought wine to make Molotov cocktails, the Japanese army's gasoline tanks, and this thing was blown up accurately.

For this reason, Yang Feng also specially prepared some auxiliary materials, such as rubber blocks, sulfuric acid, and those pieces of paper soaked in potion on the outside of the bottle, he is a person who pursues perfection, and igniting a lighter will damage his reputation.

Of course, the main thing is that he also wants to test it, and then promote it on a large scale during the Great Wall Anti-Japanese War, and it is estimated that the Japanese tanks will be useless.

The Hala crossing is dozens of miles away from Chifeng, and the cavalry along the road soon arrived, at this time it was already dawn, and there was a dense sound of guns and cannons in front, and the fire on the horizon was bright and dark.

"Speed up!" Feng Yutian ordered.

"Here's a few people, get in the car and set up a heavy machine gun!" Yang Feng shouted.

The four soldiers quickly climbed into the carriage, then made a pile of sandbags, erected two Maxims on them, and piled six boxes of ammunition behind them.

"Stand here again, shoot out with a gun and grenade!" Yang Feng pointed to the gap behind the front of the car and said, he was thinking about his gun grenade.

A soldier took his spring field, and then climbed there with a large bag of several tens of kilograms around his neck.

"We're no worse than a tank! You see machine guns, machine guns, and cannons! He said proudly.

"By the way, another one in the cab, take a submachine gun, and bring in a few more boxes of grenades!" He continued.

"Can't you hit forward when you're lying in the back door?" Feng Yutian asked suspiciously.

"Isn't it okay to open it upside down?" Yang Feng glanced at him and said.

The heavily armed vans, sandwiched between the cavalry scattered all over the mountains, rushed towards the battlefield in front of them with great vigour.

It was a large plain sandwiched between the mountains, and a river crossed the middle, because it was a cold winter, the river was already frozen, and the defenders had set up defensive lines on the north and south banks, and a large number of Japanese troops were attacking under the cover of tanks.

Yang Feng didn't even say hello, the box turned around, suddenly accelerated to more than seventy, rushed across the only bridge, and then jumped backwards next to the defenders, rushing straight towards the Japanese army.

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