on the battlefield.

The sound of grenade explosions one after another drowned out the devil's turret.

They use the Type 89 grenadier that is standard for little devils, with a maximum range of 700 meters and an effective range of 500 meters.

Soon, the heavy machine gun, which was still a threat to them, was silent.

"Kill the Little Devil Infantry*3, and reward the 38 Big Cover*3."

"Kill the little devil ensign*1, reward the Type 31 60mm mortar*1, shell*80."

"Kill the puppet army*8, reward Hanyang-made*6, and 500 bullets."

Yang Yuanshan lay on the ground, listening to the successive system prompts, feeling beautiful.

Unexpectedly, killing a devil ensign actually exploded a 60 mortar.

If you had this thing, it would be a lot easier to fight the turret.

Although the range of this thing is only about 1000 meters, it is much stronger than the effective range of about 500 meters from the grenadier canister.

And the shells are also much more powerful.

When Wang Chengzhu was in Cangyunling, he relied on this thing to kill Sakata Nobuzhe's command with one shot.

The most important thing is that this cannon, the system actually burst out 80 shells, which is simply cool.

When Wang Chengzhu killed Sakata Nobuzhe, there were only 2 shells!

……

When Yang Yuanshan knew through the system that all the people in the turret were dead, he got up and ordered to stop shooting.

Then he was the first to rush into the turret, and after throwing a heavy machine gun and the mortar that had just arrived in the corner, he exclaimed:

"Type 92 heavy machine gun? Let's send it! ”

I admired the company commander's courage and fearlessness and took the lead in the charge, and Wang Xikui and others, who followed closely behind him, heard his voice and immediately took a look, only to see a brand-new Type 92 heavy machine gun placed at the door of the turret.

There are also three boxes of bullets next to it.

I couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Han Yang couldn't help but ask:

"Company commander, why didn't this devil put this heavy machine gun on the turret, there must be two heavy machine guns to form crossfire, we are miserable today!"

He is literate and has a flexible brain, and he asked this soul-deep question at the first time.

Yang Yuanshan didn't panic at all, and casually threw the pot to the dead little devil:

"Then who knows, it's a pity that these little devils were all blown up by us, otherwise they could scratch their tongues and ask."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but roll their eyes.

Didn't you just order at least 20 shells per grenadier?

Four grenadiers, that's 80 shells, how can this small turret withstand such an explosion?

How did they know that as a traverser, Yang Yuanshan fought a war, and the first principle pursued was: if you are poor, tactics will be interspersed, and if you are rich, you will be bombarded with firepower!

At this time, Wang Gensheng, who was walking to the side, suddenly opened an ammunition box next to him, and suddenly exclaimed:

"Edi Niang Nirvana, how can there be a cannon here?"

As soon as they heard the word "cannon", all the soldiers of the spy company came over.

Helpless, they used to be too bitter, every cannon is extremely rare, and now when they hear that there are cannons, they suddenly seem to have been beaten with chicken blood.

Wang Gensheng picked up the brand-new Type 31 60 mortar in the box and shouted excitedly:

"Good new cannon. It's much better than the previous two in the group. ”

"There are so many shells here!"

Zheng Erxi shouted.

He opened boxes of ammunition and found them full of shells.

Each box is 8 shells lying in straw, brand new!

Han Yang hurriedly counted the ammunition boxes and shouted in surprise:

"Ten boxes, a total of eighty shells, we are really rich!"

Yang Yuanshan saw that the soldiers were all flushed, and he couldn't help but pout, and said in his heart: Where is this! Wait for a few more little devils to kill in the future, Lao Tzu will get him to come out with 100 stupid cannons, and when the time comes, he will go to Jinyang and kill the old devil of Kazuo Shinozuka!

Because the little devil turrets will contact each other by phone every 1 hour.

It took at least half an hour for them to fight the turret just now, so it was not enough to clean the battlefield at this time, Yang Yuanshan immediately stopped delaying and ordered:

"Quick, everybody speed up and clean up the battlefield. Except for this heavy machine gun and mortar, other weapons and ammunition are not needed. Take care to loot food, coats, medicines, and bedding. ”

Now for him, there is no shortage of weapons and ammunition at all, but there is an even greater lack of living materials.

That's why he gave this order.

With his order, the soldiers of the special service company immediately took action and quickly carried all kinds of loot back in the direction of Liujia Village.

This time, he hit the artillery tower and killed six devils and eight puppet soldiers, and in addition to Li Dahe, who was shot in the stomach, there were two other recruits who were also shot and injured, but no one died, which was a big victory.

Seeing that the soldiers were carrying the trophies, struggling to do so, Yang Yuanshan pondered that there was still a shortage of manpower, and when he went back, he had to recruit some new soldiers.

In the early stage, you can let the recruits follow behind and feel the atmosphere of the battlefield, and after a few battles, you can become veterans.

Just now, because of the lack of manpower, he couldn't bring back the "earthen tank" that took the old nose to make, so he could only find a place to hide it.

……

On the way back, the soldiers of the special service company were naturally in high spirits.

All of them smiled and laughed.

The journey back to the village was long, and Yang Yuanshan did not stop the soldiers from relieving the fatigue of the march in this way.

But just as they walked to a valley, Yang Yuanshan suddenly heard gunshots in front of them.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

The sound of the three-eight big cover.

"All hidden!"

Yang Yuanshan gave an order, and the soldiers of the spy company put the loot aside one after another and lay down in the dry grass.

"Wang Xikui, follow me up to the mountain beam and have a look! Han Yang, you and your comrades continue to hide here! ”

Yang Yuanshan's order was very clear.

and Wang Xikui climbed all the way up the mountain beam from the valley, lying on the ground and looking at the road in the valley in front of them, Yang Yuanshan suddenly saw a man wearing the uniform of the Central Army running for his life.

Behind him, there were two little devils holding 38 big covers, chasing him frantically.

Obviously, the gunshots he heard just now were the work of these two little devils.

Since it's the little devil here, what else is there to say?

That's it!

Yang Yuanshan immediately said to Wang Xikui:

"Kiko, I'll hit the one on the left, and you hit the one on the right."

"Yes, company commander!"

Wang Xikui pulled out his gun as he spoke, and began to aim.

When the two devils chased less than 200 meters in front of them, Yang Yuanshan ordered:

"Hit!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Two gunshots rang out, and the two devils fell in response.

The one Yang Yuanshan hit was shot in the chest, while the one Wang Xikui hit was shot in the head, and half of his head flew out.

The man of the Central Army who was being chased and killed was immediately pleasantly surprised when he saw someone coming to his rescue, and when he saw the gray military uniforms on Yang Yuanshan and Wang Xikui, he hurriedly shouted below:

"Thank you two eighth masters for help! I Wei Dayong is grateful! ”

What? Wei Dayong?

Such a coincidence?

Originally, Yang Yuanshan was only going to go down and leave after cleaning the battlefield, but when he heard this person's name, he immediately understood that this Wei monk was estimated to have just escaped from the Qingshan prisoner of war camp of the little devil.

He immediately wanted to take this guy under his command.

Not only because this monk is very good at kung fu, but the most important thing is for the prisoner of war camp.

Now that he is short of manpower, if he can get the detailed information of the prisoner of war camp from Monk Wei's mouth, and even let this guy lead the way, directly defeat the prisoner of war camp, and absorb those prisoners of war, he can get a large number of veterans in an instant, so that the combat effectiveness of the spy company will increase in a straight line.

So while he walked down the mountain with Wang Xikui, he replied:

"Brother Wei, look at the clothes you are wearing in the Central Army, which unit are you from?"

"I belong to the 27th Division of the Central Army. What part is the chief? ”

Wei Dayong had a simple face.

He looked at the two people walking down the mountain, and felt very different from the eight roads in his impression.

Not only does the military uniform on his body have no patches, but even the gun in his hand is not a tattered old sleeve, but a brand-new 38 cover!

Not to mention the bulging bullet pouch in the waist pocket, at a glance there is enough ammunition.

These eight roads are a bit magnanimous!

"I'm Yang Yuanshan, the commander of the special service company of the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army, Brother Wei, I see that you are alone and have no firearms on you, why don't you follow me and participate in the Eighth Route Fight against devils, how about it?"

While speaking, Yang Yuanshan and the two had already walked in front of Wei Dayong.

"Of course it's okay to fight devils, but I heard that you only have three bullets in the eight-way war, and you have to eat or drink."

Wei Dayong revealed a bit of shrewdness at this time.

Yang Yuanshan motioned to Wang Xikui to clean up the battlefield, and at the same time opened his bullet pouch and showed it to Wei Dayong:

"Brother Wei, you just listened to the rumors. You see that the number of guns and bullets on our bodies is no worse than that of your Central Army, right? ”

"Not bad, not bad!"

Wei Dayong smiled.

The 27th Division where he was located, said to be the Central Army, was actually the unit of Sun Lianzhong of the Northwest Army, which was later incorporated by Chang Kaishen.

In the Central Army, it is simply a miscellaneous brand.

Therefore, their firearms have always been not very good, and they are generally made in Hanyang.

At this time, Wei Dayong saw that Yang Yuanshan and the others were using brand-new 38 big covers, and the bullet bag was full of yellow and clear bullets, of course, he was embarrassed to say that their weapons were poor.

Yang Yuanshan said again:

"The food and logistics of your Central Army are really good, but the question is what can your Brother Wei eat every day?

Isn't it still radish and cabbage multigrain steamed buns?

Can the officers still give you white flour steamed buns and big fat meat? ”

Yang Yuanshan's heart-piercing sword stabbed Wei Dayong fiercely, leaving him speechless for a moment.

Chang Kaishen's troops did not have any officers and soldiers in one, but paid attention to the superiority and inferiority.

The officers ate meat and drank wine, but the ordinary soldiers below could hardly eat enough turnips and cabbage.

The originally promised military salary was delayed again and again, and it was impossible to get it at all.

Even if you die in battle, that little pension will be embezzled by the officer.

It's so dark!

Yang Yuanshan saw that Wei Dayong stopped talking, and knew that he had hit his sore spot, so he immediately continued to insert the knife:

"Although the living conditions of our Eighth Route Army are a little harder, we are one from top to bottom, and the officers eat whatever the soldiers eat, what do you say?"

"Medium!"

Wei Dayong's eyes already had a longing look.

Obviously, when he was in the 27th Division, he was not less angry.

Yang Yuanshan continued to flicker:

"And let me tell you, the head of our independent regiment defeated the Bantian United in Cangyunling, killed Sakata Shinzhe, and captured Li Yunlong, who captured the banner of the Bantian United, and mixed with such a hero, and it will be glorious to go back to his hometown in the future!"

"What? Li Yunlong? In the prisoner of war camp, I also heard from the new prisoners of war about his prestige. Do it with him, I Wei Dayong is willing! ”

Li Yunlong's name is really useful, as soon as Wei Dayong heard that the head of the regiment was Li Yunlong, he immediately did not hesitate, and shouted that he was about to follow Yang Yuanshan.

"Good. Our spy company is directly under the direct command of our regiment commander, and it is the best equipment in our regiment, you join our company, I guarantee that you will not regret it! ”

Yang Yuanshan reached out and patted Wei Dayong on the shoulder.

At this time, Wang Xikui had already stripped the two devils into naked pigs, holding a lot of things in his hands.

When Wei Dayong saw it, he hurriedly ran over to help.

The three of them returned to the mountain beam together, and Yang Yuanshan shouted to the valley over there:

"The danger is lifted, and the march continues!"

Wei Dayong was still a little puzzled who Yang Yuanshan was talking to, and suddenly saw the withered grass in the valley, and dozens of gray military uniforms suddenly appeared, all of them carrying guns and ammunition, and even a few people carrying heavy machine guns and mortars.

Wei Dayong opened his mouth wide and exclaimed:

"Company Commander Yang, are these all your company's people? So well equipped? Is this still an eight-way? ”

Yang Yuanshan smiled slightly:

"No, it's 'us'!"