The Barrett sniper rifle and Bobosha submachine gun on top of this are already out of order.

Barrett was only produced in the 80s, and the Bobosha submachine gun was designed only in 1941.

It's only mid-to-late April 1940.

Of course, the Barrett sniper rifle did not appear on the list, and Chen Feng could only bring it out of the system after the transaction was completed.

Li Yunlong chose and chose from the list, and giving up everything felt like cutting off a piece of flesh on his body.

Chen Feng was secretly refreshed in his heart, you Lao Li also have times when he was entangled?

Li Yunlong said: "Although I haven't seen this wave of Bosha submachine guns, it should be similar to the four zeros, but what is this flamethrower?" ”

Chen Feng introduced: "It can be understood as a fire-breathing thing, the main raw material is gasoline, standing more than ten meters away, using this thing to aim at the Japanese army's pillboxes and turrets, can burn the Japanese army inside into charcoal, and use it to deal with the Japanese army's locked position, it is still very effective." ”

Great stuff!

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up.

After thinking for a moment, Grand Master Li said honestly: "Brother, we are the toad at the bottom of the well who has never seen how big the sky is, don't say that we have seen this kind of thing, we have never even heard of it, but you just say how good it is, we have never seen it specifically, you think otherwise, you will send my brother a few flamethrowers this time, let my brother use it first, if it is really easy to use, then the next time we do business, it will not be too late for me to choose it again, brother, what do you think?" ”

Li Yunlong took the lead in denying the flamethrowers in the list.

It looks like it's working, but it's a bit of a chicken for the new stuff right now.

Moreover, the firing range is only ten or twenty meters away, and they are so close to the enemy's pillboxes and turrets, and some methods are to destroy the enemy's pillboxes and turrets.

However, using it to burn the devil into a roast pig is a fresh method.

Although he didn't plan to choose this flamethrower × 30, it didn't prevent Li Yunlong from wanting to get two to try it out.

When Li Yunlong finished speaking, Chen Feng immediately heard a dinging sound from the system and gave a prompt: M2 flamethrower×3 can be extracted to unlock gasoline fuel exchange.

Chen Feng was speechless for a moment, when he wanted to exchange weapons, the system picked and searched, and he had to spend merit points to redeem them.

With a sentence from Li Yunlong, the system gave away 3 flamethrowers for nothing.

Dog system, Li Yunlong is your father?

With MMP in his heart and a smile on his face, Chen Feng said: "You can send 3 to my brother to try first." ”

"Brother is interesting!" Li Yunlong laughed.

"Brother Chen Feng." Zhao Gang also smiled, "On behalf of all the commanders and fighters of the new regiment, thank you. ”

"You're welcome." Chen Feng said, "Brother, Political Commissar Zhao, how are you going to choose this list of weapons?" ”

Zhao Gang asked, "Can you only choose 3 things?" ”

Chen Feng nodded: "You can only choose 3 things." ”

Zhao Gang looked at Li Yunlong and said excitedly: "Lao Li, I think it's better to choose both rifles, and the other one can choose the Bren-type light machine gun or the 34 general-purpose machine gun, so that we have 400,000 rounds of ammunition and 2,000 rifles, which is enough rifle equipment for the two main regiments!" ”

Zhao Gang's idea was that by handing over the weapons and equipment of these two regiments, the Eighth Route Army would have two more main regiments.

As for the selected machine guns, you can keep them for your own use, replace the old machine guns used in the regiment with new ones, and hand over the old machine guns to the brigade headquarters.

After all, at the moment a new group of machine-gun fire is more than enough.

However, Li Yunlong also has his own considerations.

He stared at the bottom item and said, "Brother, I don't understand this last item too much..."

Chen Feng said.

"It's easy to understand, it's just that the bullets, shells and grenades consumed in this battle can be reimbursed by me."

"It's how much you consume, and how much I will replenish for you."

"The premise is to completely annihilate the Black Island Cavalry Wing, of course, even if you can't kill all the cavalry of the Black Island Cavalry Wing."

"As long as you kill the wing captain Kuroshima Morita and carry his head and command knife, this business will also count."

Li Yunlong heard this: "After all, it is the cavalry wing of the Japanese army, and I am afraid that one regiment will not be able to eat, if I find a helper, the ammunition consumption of the helper will also be counted in it, right?" ”

Chen Feng looked at the system and nodded: "Count!" ”

Li Yunlong continued: "Before the battle began, the ammunition consumption of our regiment and the training of our helpers was also counted, right? ”

Chen Feng looked at the system again and nodded: "It's okay, but the bullets can't exceed 500,000 rounds, and those that exceed 500,000 rounds will not be settled." ”

Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the system has limited it, if you don't limit it, with the face of Li Yunlong's profiteer, won't you consume millions of bullets?

The number of 500,000 rounds of ammunition sounds like a lot, and an elite infantry wing of the Japanese army has an ammunition reserve of 2 million to 3 million rounds.

Compared with the strength of the Japanese army, this amount of ammunition is only a drop in the bucket.

But after having this batch of ammunition, in the next battle, it was enough to support Li Yunlong to fight a few rich battles, greatly reducing the casualties of soldiers and greatly increasing the number of Japanese soldiers killed.

When the balance is in equilibrium, the weight of a single straw can cause the balance to tilt.

Then, on the strategic scale, the sudden appearance of even a small number of weapons and equipment will tilt the strategic balance.

Li Yunlong immediately decided: "In the end, this option is the same." ”

Then, Li Yunlong looked at the top of the list.

The flamethrower has been denied by him.

Grenades and 60mm mortar shells are still available for the time being, and the other side has also promised to reimburse, which can be ignored for the time being.

There are only five types of rifles, submachine guns, and two machine guns to choose from.

In the end, Li Yunlong considered that the overall firepower of the new regiment was still insufficient, so he directly gave up the two rifles.

What Li Yunlong himself doesn't know is that he is called a phobia of insufficient firepower, and all fear comes from insufficient firepower.

Li Yunlong, who tasted the sweetness of submachine gun and machine gun firepower, finally chose the Bobosha submachine gun and the Bren light machine gun.

Seeing the 3 options that Li Yunlong had chosen, Zhao Gang didn't say anything more.

Immediately afterwards, Li Yunlong asked the cooking class to prepare wine and food, and the three of them sat on the kang and pushed the cups to change them.

Li Yunlong is worthy of being a little social expert, and after a few sips of wine, he began to talk about the world, bragging without repetition.

Even Zhao Gang, who was not good at drinking, gave Chen Feng two bowls.

After eating and drinking, Chen Feng drank so much that with the support of Yan Shuangying, he rode on a military horse and left Yang Village.

At the entrance of the village, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang didn't turn around and walk back until they couldn't see Chen Feng's back.

Zhao Gang said with a smile: "You Lao Li really stepped on shit luck, and actually got acquainted with such a talent as Chen Feng." ”

"What shit luck can make friends with Brother Chen Feng?" Li Yunlong said, "At least this is because our old Li burned high incense in his last life, and the ancestral tomb emitted green smoke." ”

"I don't think it's just the smoke coming out of the ancestral grave." Zhao Gang smiled, "It was the eruption of the volcano on your ancestral grave that gave you such luck." ”

Li Yunlong scolded with a smile: "Fuck off, the volcano just erupted on your ancestral grave." ”

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.