Putting down the last dozens of boxes of ammunition, Wang Yue sat on the forklift weakly, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, choked him and coughed a few times, and finally got back a little bit of his soul, tired, so fucking tired, he worked all day, and finally finished moving the arms and materials for this transaction, remembering that there were still mountain-like materials waiting for him at the secret base, he didn't want to live, and he did evil!

However, this time Wang Yue really felt the changes in his body, he could drag 1,900 kilograms of 1906 75mm guns alone, and he could move six or seven boxes of ammunition for dozens of kilograms at a time.

It can be determined that this is the system to transform his body, so that his physical fitness has improved in an all-round way, not only physical strength, hearing, eyesight, and smell have become very sensitive, and the response is faster, but also the ability to learn, he is now not only unforgettable, but also has become more sensitive in observation and understanding and logical thinking, Wang Yue doubts, will he really become a superman?

What is not Superman? Shooting with an AK in one hand, the hand does not tremble at all, three or four hundred meters or the gun is ten rings, throwing a grenade can be thrown into a small window two or three hundred meters away, jumping in place can be rushed up more than ten meters, most of the Xinhua dictionary can be memorized in one night, and you can also draw inferences from one another to quote and explain. If this is not Superman, then it can only be a demon, and he will not travel to the world of the Hulk, right?

turned on the radio and asked Li Yunlong to come to the kiln last time to carry materials. It's just that I didn't expect a familiar and unfamiliar figure to appear among the people who came to Li Yun-Zhao Gang.

It turned out that just after the last sacrifice of the political commissar of the 1000 regiment, Brigade Commander Chen sent Zhao Gang over to find out the reason, Wang Yue couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it seems that the ability to correct errors in this time and space is still very strong, and the encounter between these two fateful people still can't be changed, but I don't know if I can continue to change the fate of others?

"Pillars, pillars, let your men in and get these tanks and artillery away!" Li Yunlong yelled loudly outside the kiln.

"Come, come, regiment commander, don't say it, most of those comrades are comrades from the headquarters." Wang Chengzhu ran in and corrected him with some embarrassment.

"What's yours and mine, it's our people in the 1000th regiment, hurry up, pull the gun back, remember to pump out two-thirds of the fuel in the tank and store it secretly." Li Yunlong didn't care.

"Lao Li, you-" Zhao Gang wanted to persuade Li Yunlong, but considering that there were a lot of people here, he didn't say anything, after all, he wanted to maintain Li Yunlong's authority.

"Nineteen 75-mm guns of the 1906 model, nineteen CV-33 light tanks, twenty barrels of gasoline, 2,000 rounds of 75mm shells, 10,000 Carcano M1891 rifles, one million rounds of 6.5mm rifle cartridges, 100 M35 45mm light mortars, 3,000 rounds of 45mm mortar shells, 6 Hansguo Grw 34 medium mortars, and 800 rounds of 80mm shells, Lao Li, you can tap it." Wang Yue rubbed his sore arm, smiled and pointed to the mountain-like weapons and ammunition, and saw Li Yunlong studying mortar shells there, and hurriedly reminded him.

"Pillar, hide the gasoline too, don't let people find out, or Lao Tzu will shoot you!" Li Yunlong rubbed his big hands excitedly, and yelled at Wang Chengzhu, twenty barrels of gasoline, talking a lot, in fact, if the tank is driven, it won't take long, during this time, watching the tank unit training every day, he feels that his heart is going to drip blood, it's all money.

"Brother Wang, won't this big pipe also be a sample?" Li Yunlong was directing Wang Chengzhu to transport artillery, while Zhao Gang was holding a table to approximate the quantity, but Kong Jie on the side found a car towing cannons, and he immediately guessed that this was probably a sample brought by Wang Yue, wasn't that the case last time?

"That's right, Commander Kong, that's the M-1938 122mm howitzer of the northern power, this thing is the division's firepower, and our regiment can't use it." Wang Yue pursed his lips, this thing is too heavy, and it can barely be dragged with a Jisi 5 truck, and it is indeed not suitable for regiment-level troops.

"What's not to use, Brother Wang, you know, our Lao Li specializes in big battles, hard battles, and with this cannon, we can better hit the little devils." Obviously, Li Yunlong was attracted again, and like Kong Jie, he was fascinated by this cannon, this cannon is not the same as the 75mm cannon, this thing looks like an absolute violent aesthetic work, it is so beautiful, it is so rough, our old Li likes this rough guy.

"Lao Li, don't think about it, this cannon, Brigade Commander Chen will definitely not be worthy of you, you know, even the devil's brigade does not have this kind of heavy artillery." Wang Yue pursed his lips, he knew that this was the case, it was estimated that he was dragging a 150 artillery, and Li Yunlong would ask for it.

"Hehe, Brother Wang, you know, our Lao Li is poor and afraid." Li Yunlong was a little sneering.

After a while, Zhang Wanhe arrived, and the two sides quickly completed the handover, even if the second arms deal was completed, it was equivalent to the equipment of an artillery regiment and ten infantry regiments of the Eighth Route Army at one time.

"Mr. Wang, during the period when you organized the supply of goods, the materials we purchased from all over the country have also arrived one after another, according to the purchase price you gave, there are more than 2.3 million oceans, this time you can take it away, you see what you can bring us next time?" Zhang Wanhe asked with some excitement, not only is it a matter of more than two million, if this trade is done, this kind of trade can be continued every month in the future.

"Lao Zhang, I still have more than 37,600 Carcano M1891 rifles in my hand, do you think you can clear them for me?" Wang Yue smiled.

This time when he returned to China, he used his personal space to bring back more than 500 calligraphy and paintings, which had been slowly dealt with by Chen Xi, and the preliminary estimate of those things was between 400 million and 800 million.

"So much! How many bullets are there? Zhang Wanhe was also surprised, so many weapons, even if they were purchased, it was enough to attract the attention of the national level, could it be that Wang Yue really had the national background of the noodle country behind him?

"Distribute 3 million rounds of ammunition, 30 oceans per gun, and I'll give you Minister Zhang a zero for the total price, 1.1 million oceans, how about it?" Wang Yue quoted a price. This price can't even be bought in Jin Province, so he is not worried that the other party will refuse.

"Yes, I'm in charge, yes! If there's anything else, tell me too. Zhang Wanhe agreed without hesitation, a gun averaged less than 30 oceans, and according to the actual price of those exchanged materials, it was only a few oceans a piece, and it was not enough to even buy bullets.

"Grisenti 1910 pistols 3,600 with 300,000 rounds of ammunition, collect you 150,000 oceans; 2,000 Beretta M1918 submachine guns, with 300,000 rounds of ammunition and 100,000 oceans; 2,000 Breda 1930 light machine guns, with 500,000 rounds of bullets and 500,000 oceans; There are 2,471 M35 45mm light mortars, or one with 30 shells, and you will receive 450,000 oceans. Wang Yue crossed his fingers and continued to sell his "gift package".

"It's coming, it's coming!" Zhang Wanhe said arrogantly that these weapons are enough to improve the equipment level of the entire Eighth Route Army by a large margin, and I believe that the headquarters will also agree.

"Lao Zhang, did you see the cannon in the courtyard?" Wang Yue asked Zhang Wanhe with a smile.

"See, I heard Li Yunlong say that it was the firepower of the division of the northern powers, and I have already informed Brigade Commander Chen, and he has to evaluate this, Mr. Wang, you know, the traffic conditions in this base area are really not good." Zhang Wanhe is a little embarrassed, heavy artillery must be wanted, at present, the 200th division of the 'Son of Heaven pro-army' is equipped with this caliber of artillery, with this has the strength to fight with the regimental level troops of the devil division.

"Lao Zhang, don't you ask the price? Each cannon is 50,000 oceans, and I have 14 in my hand, and if you buy them all, I will have another 3,000 shells. Wang Yue said with a smile, without Zhang Wanhe's worries, what are you kidding, I am the only one who sells this thing, do you understand the seller's market?

"Three thousand shells, or 122mm, Mr. Wang, you are selling at a loss!" Zhang Wanhe's heart was shocked, 3,000 rounds of large-caliber artillery shells, if he went out to purchase them himself, he couldn't buy 700,000 oceans, this price was simply buying artillery shells and sending cannons, if he used materials to compensate, it would be cheaper.

"Support the Anti-Japanese War, forget it, I don't think it's easy for you Lao Zhang, if you buy it, 700,000 oceans, 14 cannons, 3,500 shells, it's decided! If you don't have enough money, you owe it first! "Wang Yue is anxious for Zhang Wanhe, this devil's summer sweep is coming, what are you doing if you don't hurry up and strengthen the strength of the troops?

"Okay, then buy it!" Zhang Wanhe decided to be tough once, at this price, even if the headquarters doesn't want these guns, they can be sold to the Central Army or the Jin Sui Army at a high price, and it is not that they have not been sold, and some weapons, ammunition or machine parts that the Eighth Route Army captured that they cannot use are not less vacated.

"There are still 2,000 Breda 1930 light machine guns waiting to be repaired in the repair plant of the North African Legion of the Noodle Country, Lao Zhang, are you interested?" Wang Yue continued, after his inspection, these light machine guns are not bad, but he really doesn't have time to repair this, so he thinks about packing them and selling them together.

"It's two thousand again, Mr. Wang, are they so bold?" Lao Zhang's whole person is not good, two thousand before, this is another two thousand, the entire Eighth Route Army does not have so many light machine guns, this Breda 1930 light machine gun they have also tested, all kinds of small problems are indeed a lot, but on the whole, it is currently second only to the Czech type of good machine gun, of course, this does not include the small number of MG13 and 96 light machine guns.

"Still on the account? Zhang Wanhe's scalp is a little numb, this is owed 700,000 oceans, you must know that according to the agreement between the two parties, if there is no material that Wang Yue needs, he will have to pay the other party directly in cash.

"It's cheap, a small yellow croaker, this time I don't want supplies, I want cash, you see, a small one is dozens of oceans, and it's the price of a rifle." Wang Yue induces the other party to make up his mind like a wolf grandmother.

"It's so cheap, so let's buy it!" Zhang Wanhe made up his mind, this kind of opportunity is not available at any time, this is a machine gun, it is repaired casually is five hundred oceans, if it is sold to the landlord, it is estimated that it will cost a thousand oceans, not afraid, the big deal is to repair it and sell it out, and the cost of selling a few hundred will come back, the gold is not worried, the superiors agree that they use the gold handed over by Jiaodong, and there are still two thousand small yellow croakers.

"Lao Zhang, are you still interested in the Revelli 1914/30 machine gun? I still have a small 1,000 in my hand, no, it's 980, with a million bullets, a million oceans! "Don't listen to some fools, say that Makqin is good, say what Min 24 that thing is the best heavy machine gun in China, they don't know the problem of that thing, first of all, the cooling water has to be distilled water, you can add water casually, it will take less than three months to overhaul, and secondly, the cooling water will boil, which will seriously affect the shooter's sight, and it is easy to expose the target. In the end, it was a disaster to use in winter, and even the water in the soldier's kettle was frozen into a lump of ice, so what to cool it down, so this air-cooled heavy machine gun was still very popular.

"It's another million oceans, Mr. Wang, Brother Wang, my heart can't stand it, how can our business get bigger and bigger, and that's it for the National Government to purchase weapons, otherwise, let's wait for Brigade Commander Chen to come and talk together." Zhang Wanhe's excited voice trembled a little, sitting on the fire kang, talking about the arms transaction of millions of oceans, Zhang Wanhe felt a little floating.

"Lao Zhang, just say if you want it, if you don't want it, I'll send it to Chongqing." Wang Yue glanced at the other party, it seems that Minister Zhang's eyes have not been opened at this time, so he is about to get up.

"Buy, buy, buy, buy!" Zhang Wanhe hurriedly grabbed Wang Yue.