Chapter 209: What About the Gun?
At this time, Boss Huang heard Tawang say that he was going to eat him, he was convinced, and he was also so afraid of the fate of being treated as food that he was incontinent. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Not only do I want to eat you, but I will play with your wife until it stinks, and then make your little cub into a doll, so that you dare to cause harm to me, hehe, when I kill you, I will take your wife, strangle your little cub, escape from the tunnel, and get tired of roasting and eating. Against me, you will only die. ”
"Wow Wow Wow"
Tawang's words, and the child's cry, quieted Boss Huang's trembling body.
His eyes also became fierce, Boss Huang put down his wife's corpse, picked up their child, took out a remote control from his pocket, and coaxed the child while putting the remote control in the child's hand and letting him play.
How can a child under the age of one know what it is, he stuffs it into his mouth when he gets it in his hand, and Boss Huang does not stop the child's actions, but just gently shakes his son.
Laughing boldly:
"Hahaha! Hahaha! Tawang, do you know what I got back there besides getting weapons and ammunition from the arsenal? ”
The four Tawang people standing downstairs, and more than a hundred men and women in ragged clothes and armed with rifles, all heard Boss Huang's words.
The people who were ragged and had blue eye sockets, and were controlled by Tawang with drugs, just numbly dodged the rain of arrows that flew into the factory, although they looked a little sluggish because they were forcibly injected with drugs, but they were still afraid of death.
It's just that I'm even more afraid that Tawang won't give them drugs, so he will go against Niu Dali and his party wearing special police.
More than a dozen people were shot dead, and dozens of others were shot and wounded, all thrown behind the large iron gates, to block the rain of arrows that were more powerful than large-caliber bullets.
The sandbags made of human flesh really blocked the long arrows shot from the gate, so that only a few long arrows could shoot through the pile, threatening the living.
At this time, Tawang heard Boss Huang's words, but he had a bad premonition in his heart,
"What else did he take? Hand grenade? That would only kill him? ”
Boss Huang looked at his son and finally noticed the red button on the black remote control, and laughed happily:
"Okay, good, worthy of being my son, just smart."
There was a loud "boom", the earth shook, Niu Dali and his party two thousand meters away couldn't stand on their feet and fell to the ground, and the evolution beasts and spirit beasts were screaming and running around, no matter how the warriors called, it was useless.
The original tannery was already a piece of broken bricks and tiles, the walls were gone, and the flying bricks and tiles smashed into the reinforcement soldiers who were about to set fire to the woods, and there was a "Mom" scream, but fortunately, the trees were so dense that there were no accidental casualties.
Gan Yuan stood anxiously outside the arsenal, watching as the reinforcements carried out boxes of ammunition. Looking at the ammunition boxes that were piled up higher and higher, and the square that was already almost covered with moss, Gan Yuan's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters.
Wen Tianhua, who was arranged to be a supplementary soldier training hall, saw Gan Yuan's dissatisfaction, and stepped forward to comfort:
"Chief of Staff, it seems that there are really no guns, except for ammunition, which is more than a thousand magazines of eighty-one bars."
Gan Yuan looked at the boxes of 7.62mm ammunition, and his black face became even darker and scary, and sighed again:
"Forget it, eight 37 guns, and more than 100,000 shells, it's a good harvest. Those hundreds of rain-proof hail rockets, how about trying the power another day"
Wen Tianhua was also helpless, the group of drug dealers really finished moving the guns, leaving only a large pile of ammunition before they could be moved, but there was a big explosion, and almost all the guns were blown up.
Their only catch was a good heavy machine gun, and nearly 400 Bayi bars were all found, but they were a lot of crooked parts.
There are only forty or fifty of them that are still in good condition, but whether they can still be used or not, Wang Lung did not dare to let them try it for fear of exploding, and he had to wait for the machine repair workshop to check the experiment.
Originally, I still had the idea that the militia arsenal still had some eight-one bars, but this is good, but somehow, thousands of boxes of ammunition were found, but there were no weapons.
Gan Yuan looked at the vast majority of the wooden boxes of ammunition and was a little puzzled:
"It shouldn't be! The current ammunition has long been replaced by iron boxes, where will there be such wooden ammunition boxes! It's still 1,500 rounds a box,. ”
Wen Tianhua, who had been a soldier, heard Gan Yuan's murmur and interjected:
"That's it!
Besides, there is a ridiculously large amount of ammunition here, more than six million rounds of 7.62mm rifle ammunition, which is definitely not the number of bullets that should be matched by 400 militia eighty-one bars.
And that's not counting the ammunition those guys got, if you count those, there are 8 million rounds of ammunition if not 10 million.
This is definitely not the number of bullets that two town-level units should have in four hundred or so eight-one bars."
"Woo" A domineering tiger roared, and Wang Long, who was riding a white tiger, arrived, followed by Niu Dali, Chen Erhu and Han Yingming, who had already collected their troops.
Even Liu Chuan and the other three deputy company commanders came to join in the fun, and a large number of giant beasts immediately surrounded the small mountain town people's armed forces arsenal.
When Wang Lung saw the ammunition box placed in the square, he immediately laughed:
"I'm afraid that all the weapons will be destroyed, but I didn't expect that there are so many guns here, and the ammunition is a little less, but it is enough."
As soon as Gan Yuan heard it, he knew that Wang Lung regarded the wooden ammunition box as a weapon box, and hurriedly stepped forward to explain:
"Battalion commander! I guess I'm going to disappoint you, it's all ammunition, no weapons. ”
"What"
Wang Lung didn't believe it, and immediately stepped forward to open a wooden box, and when he saw that it was all ammunition, Wang Lung's face became ugly, and he opened a few more wooden boxes and found that it was still ammunition, and Wang Lung's brows furrowed.
Suddenly, Wang Lung thought of something:
"That's right," he picked up the wooden ammo box and looked at it.
These wooden ammunition boxes are obviously very old, and some of the patent leather on the surface has fallen off, but after carefully rummaging through a few ammunition boxes, Wang Lung found a line of vague small characters-
56―1。
"This is not an eight-one bar bullet, this is a five-six semi-automatic bullet, but it is common to the eight-one bar."
Gan Yuan was thoughtful, but Niu Dali was grinning:
"If there are five or six semi-automatic rifle bullets, there should be five or six semi-automatic rifles."
Saying that, Niu Dali also glanced at Gan Yuan:
"I just said don't kill that deputy director of Ma, there is nothing wrong with them, and it is a last resort to bring people to find arms, now it's okay, where is the gun? With such a large mountain basin, we can't dig three feet into the ground. ”
Gan Yuan was not annoyed by Niu Dali's words, but seemed to be reminded of something by Niu Dali, frowning and thinking about it.
Wang Lung refuted Niu Dali:
"This is impossible, since the new militia armament regulations came down in 02, plus the troops have been fully equipped with Type 95 automatic rifles and more advanced guns in the past ten years.
Some local militias on Bayi Bar can't look down on being mothballed, and the militia in Fujian use Type 02 automatic rifles.
56 semi-automatic, except for the honor guard, there is really nothing to see. ”