John's convoy could not continue to move forward in the area of the base area, because in case the captain of the devil drove straight in, the roads were dug with pits and ditches, and even the bridge to cross the river was made of wooden planks, and some were buried with mines. There is no way to move forward, and if it hits a mine, it will be all over, and then the Roc will die of distress.

After finding a flat place to unload the car, Father John left with a smile on the gold prepared by Dapeng, and before leaving, he told Dapeng to look for him if he needed anything in the future, for the sake of Dapeng's face, he could give him the best price and help him deliver things to the place.

Lao Qiu beckoned the soldiers of the whole regiment and mobilized the people nearby, and it only took half a day to move the hundreds of vehicles and things to the special operations base in Dapeng.

The soldiers in the base were almost fainting with excitement when they watched how many supplies Dapeng had brought back, and they looked at what they were? Tons of bullets, tons of shells, boxes of guns, long guns and short guns, some of them knew but didn't know. The warriors touched this and looked at that. I can't wait to carry it all in my pocket.

Lao Qiu stared at the only two 105mm howitzers that Dapeng brought back, his saliva was about to stay, and he touched the thick barrel and said to Dapeng: "Dapeng, what kind of large-caliber heavy artillery can you still use? You are not going to use cannonballs as fireworks, right?"

"You're not mistaken, this cannon is too heavy, I really can't take it to battle. But I have to use it as training equipment, and the special combat team needs to learn how to operate heavy artillery and how to calculate and shoot all the elements, all of which need to be practiced, so we will use it in future training, so I prepared two of them first, and gave them training first. Dapeng said very much.

As soon as Lao Qiu heard Dapeng's words, he felt that his heart was pumping, his blood pressure was rising, and his head was dizzy. Listen to what this loser Dapeng said, how big a cannon is just for training, how many shells do you need for this training? How much does it cost? It is the first time they have seen a thick cannon, but in the eyes of others, it is just a training tool, and this person cannot be compared.

Lao Li's eyes turned green, looking at the piles of materials in the warehouse of the base, he was envious and anxious! How many good things were used on these hundreds of people, and he was not afraid to support them, not to mention the uncomfortable feeling in his heart, who let people spend money to buy it, and it could only be a passing pleasure. I wondered if I was looking for an opportunity to eat big dogs, and find Dapeng, a landlord, to share some oil and water, these things were enough to assemble a division.

The warehouse of the Wolf's Tooth Base was dug in the mountain next to their base, and when these soldiers were asked to dig caves, they were also trained in earthwork. The soldiers were also extremely speechless, is your family's earthwork work digging mountains? What are you fooling the hell? Dapeng looked at their progress too slowly, after all, they had few people, and finally asked Lao Qiu to help him dig the whole regiment of soldiers for several days before digging a dozen caves of hundreds of square meters in several mountains, the price was that every day the food tube was full and there were human flesh, and they had to pay the wages of the people, of course, the wages were weapons and ammunition.

At this time, several nurses and doctors at the Yangcun Health Center looked at the piles of penicillin, methane and other urgently needed medicines, their bodies trembled, and finally they cried loudly and threw themselves into the mountain of medicines.

A young doctor choked up and said, "If we had so much medicine before, we wouldn't have let so many soldiers die in vain." What a good warrior, that's gone!"

Lao Qiu stepped forward to help her up and said: "Don't cry, we don't have to worry about running out of medicine in the future, our headquarters has developed a new anti-inflammatory drug, which is now in the experimental stage." The effect is very good, I believe that it will be mass-produced soon, and we will have enough drugs to use in the future. ”

The young doctor held Qiu Qiu's hand tightly and asked, "Really?"

"Really! I can still lie to you! Okay, don't cry, it's a joke. After speaking, he rubbed his red eyes, in fact, he didn't feel sorry for those soldiers who sacrificed in vain. It's just that now with the help of Dapeng, they will soon have their own pharmaceutical factory in their base, and they no longer have to worry about the soldiers dying in vain.

Lao Wu came to Dapeng and rubbed his hands and said, "Dapeng." You can't run out of stuff. We've been digging warehouses for you for days, and we've been helping you move so many things back, you have to ...... it," he rubbed his thumb and forefinger together, obviously wanting benefits.

"Well, that's right, how much it helped us, how can we not work in vain. Dapeng thought for a while, and when he was in the Battle of Songhu, he also captured thousands of spears and some pistols, grenadiers, mortars, and some messy things, and a lot. This time, I also deliberately ordered some 38 large covers and medium formal.

"In this way, the three or eight big covers here and the middle official ones add up to four or five thousand rods, as well as the matching bullets, and you can also give you a part of the grenadiers and mortars. As for those two heavy cannons, don't think about it, you don't have so many shells for you to use. "The Roc is not stingy looking at the warriors who are circling around the weapons, and four or five thousand guns can double their strength.

Hearing how generous Dapeng was, Lao Wu was happy, but he felt a little dissatisfied. Nonsense, when did they see so many weapons and ammunition, piled up in front of them like a mountain, and didn't they see those soldiers with green eyes? If he went back like this, he would not be blamed to death by the people below, and now he didn't hurry up to find a way to pull some of them into his arms, when would he wait?

Lao Wu licked his face and rubbed his face embarrassedly, pointing to the M1 Garand rifle and this semi-automatic weapon piled on the side and said, "Then thank you, see if you can ...... Hey, hey!"

Dapeng looked at Lao Wu speechlessly and said. "Okay, I can give it to you, but I want to remind you that these are all for the special combat team, these semi-automatic rifles and submachine guns are large consumers of bullets, I'm afraid you can't afford these semi-automatic weapons for you." After speaking, I was afraid that Lao Wu would not believe it, so I picked up a Thomson submachine gun and pressed the magazine, pulled the bolt, and swept wildly at a big stone in the distance, until I finished hitting a magazine, and the big stone had been broken into several pieces. Dapeng put down the submachine gun and picked up a Garand rifle to fill the magazine, pulled the bolt, and thought about the stone that had just been broken into several pieces, "Ping Pong Ping", and after thinking about the eight crisp guns, the magazine was ejected, and after the continuous gunshots were over, the stones were broken into smaller stones.

"Good marksmanship......" The soldiers applauded Dapeng's marksmanship.

"Good gun......" Lao Qiu and Lao Wu stared at the gun in Dapeng's hand with shiny eyes and sighed.

"Of course it's a good gun, the only one that can match the German Mauser 98K rifle in World War II, and even slightly better than the Mauser 98K. Dapeng touched the new rifle that still smelled of gun oil, and Lao Qiu introduced them. Although the M1 is a fairly classic rifle, as a semi-automatic rifle, it can only be loaded with eight rounds without a little less ammunition, and it cannot be reloaded until these eight rounds are fired, so if you want to reload the magazine, you can only use all the bullets. In this way, a lot of bullets will be wasted, and the Yankees with deep pockets naturally don't care, but as the Eighth Route Army, which can't even guarantee logistics, it's too luxurious.