Chapter 042: How Can It Be the Eight Paths?
In the prisoner of war camp, seeing that the gunfire gradually disappeared, Yang Yuanshan broke up the crowd, found a remote empty room, and began to throw equipment outside.
In this battle just now, Yang Yuanshan's system broke out a lot of equipment for him, and he had to take it out to improve the combat effectiveness of the spy company.
"Kill the little devil infantry *83 and reward the 38 big cover *83."
"Kill the Devil Operator*2 and reward 94-style radio*2."
"Kill the Little Devil Medic*5 and reward Penicillin*5 boxes."
"Kill the little devil Juncao *6, reward Taisho 11th Year Light Machine Gun *6, and 12,000 rounds of Arisaka 6.5mm bullets."
"Kill the little devil second lieutenant*2, reward the Type 92 heavy machine gun*2, 4000 rounds of 7.7mm bullets."
"Kill Lieutenant Devil*2, reward Type 92 Infantry Cannon*2, 160 shells."
"Kill the little devil special forces*7, reward MP38 submachine gun*7,9 mm bullets 7000 rounds."
"Kill the little devil Shaozo*1, and reward the Type 97 90mm light mortar with 80 shells."
Lin Lin's various equipment, Yang Yuanshan directly threw it out wildly, and the 38 big cover was forgotten, it was not uncommon. He threw out cannons, shells, and heavy machine guns first.
These things take up a large part of the room.
As for the crooked light machine gun, it is far worse than the Czech type, but for the Eighth Road, it is better than nothing, so take it out.
And then there were the two radios, and a box of spare batteries, a box of spare parts.
This is a good thing, and with this thing, Li Yunlong wants to go out and make a big move without permission under the pretext that there is no radio station and can't ask the brigade headquarters for instructions, and there will be no fun.
But I don't know if Li Yunlong can keep this thing, after all, the radio is much more precious than artillery for the Eighth Route Army.
After all, artillery can still be captured on the battlefield, but in the case of radio, even if the little devils are completely annihilated, they can often only capture the seriously damaged radio station.
Of course, although the above things are all good things, Yang Yuanshan's biggest gain this time is not these!
His biggest catch this time was those five boxes of penicillin!
In this era, for the Eighth Route Army, each box is more valuable than the same volume of gold!
Yang Yuanshan took out the things from the system warehouse, put them on the ground, and then opened them to take a look, only to see that there were corrugated boxes neatly placed inside, and when he opened one, he saw five glass bottles inside.
Such a bottle of penicillin can often save the life of a seriously injured person.
And now, he counted, and there were fifty boxes in a box, five sticks each, and that was 250 bottles!
In other words, he just killed five little devil medics, and he actually broke out 1,250 penicillin!
It's horrible!
Now Yang Yuanshan has 1,250 penicillin, as soon as he hands it in, his name will immediately reach the ears of all the bigwigs in northern Shaanxi.
After throwing away the medicine, Yang Yuanshan finally took out the 7 MP38 submachine guns and bullets, he went back to make a guard class, equipped with this thing, it is absolutely very cool, I'm afraid the deputy commander will drool when he sees it!
However, 7,000 rounds of ammunition are a little less, and it is estimated that it will not last half a year or a year.
……
After putting away the things, Yang Yuanshan immediately pretended to be ecstatic, rushed out of the room, and shouted to the soldiers of the spy company outside:
"Come on, there's a munitions warehouse here, we're going to get rich!"
Yang Yuanshan's image in the hearts of the soldiers of the special service company in the past was basically steady and unsmiling, but seeing him so ecstatic at this moment, Wei Dayong and others not far away hurriedly rushed over and asked:
"Company commander, what did you find? Is there white flour and pork to eat? ”
Yang Yuanshan gently kicked Wei Dayong:
"Monk, you know how to eat! You see, your face has been rounded up lately! ”
"Hehe, company commander, it's not my fault, it's all because the food of our spy company is so good!"
Wei Dayong smiled.
If his words were heard by the other soldiers of the Independent Regiment, I am afraid that they would have the heart to kill him.
God's fucking food is so good!
Wei Dayong rushed into the house pointed out by Yang Yuanshan with a few soldiers, and then began to shout:
"Ahh What kind of gun is this? ”
"This ...... Is this medicine? 5 boxes? ”
"Look, there's still a cannon here! So many shells! ”
"Heavy machine guns, two!"
"So many bullets! We're really rich! ”
"Hey, follow the company commander to fight, this capture is rich! Look at these weapons, they're all brand new! ”
"Yes, yes, it seems that these little devils specially got these equipment and gave it to us!"
"I think, our spy company is going to expand again, so many weapons and equipment, we don't have enough manpower now!"
……
Listening to these discussions of the soldiers, Yang Yuanshan was happy in his heart, and said in his heart: Where is this! If you want to drive the little devils away early, this bit of weapons and equipment is still far away!
When there will be 300 cannons, Yang Yuanshan is ready to take Li Yunlong to fight Jinyang, and screw off the head of the old devil of Shinozuka Kazuo and kick it as a ball!
However, it is not known how long it will take to train enough artillery for 300 guns.
Yang Yuanshan knew that his time was limited, and as soon as the morning dawned, the little devil's reinforcements were coming.
He immediately asked Wei Dayong's subordinates to quickly find a car to carry these loot, and then called Wei Dayong and asked:
"Monk, where are the prisoners of war in this prisoner of war camp held? Why haven't we seen a single prisoner of war escape until now? Shouldn't they all be killed by little devils? ”
"Company commander, the prisoners of war should all be locked up in the dungeon!"
As he spoke, he took Yang Yuanshan and walked in the direction of the dungeon.
He had not gone far when he heard the explosion of a grenade in front of him.
"Boom!"
Wei Dayong immediately rushed over and shouted:
"Where to throw grenades? Are there still devils? ”
"Monk, there was a devil who came out from below and shot him, and we solved it."
When Yang Yuanshan and Wei Dayong heard it, it was the voice of Li Dahe, the commander of the reconnaissance platoon.
The two hurriedly ran over, only to see Li Dahe in a courtyard, arranging for the soldiers to drill into a hole.
"Company commander, you're here too."
Seeing Yang Yuanshan, Li Dahe hurriedly came over to greet him.
"Are there any enemies down there?"
Yang Yuanshan asked.
"There should be no more, I just reminded the soldiers to throw grenades when there is movement."
Li Dahe shook his head.
Yang Yuanshan was about to go into the dungeon to take a look in person, but Li Dahe hurriedly stopped:
"Company commander, let's let the soldiers rescue the prisoners of war below. This dungeon is very dark, and it is difficult to find out if you hide a little devil. ”
Hearing this, Yang Yuanshan immediately nodded, "A gentleman does not stand under the wall", he still understands.
……
In the dungeon, the prisoners of war could hear the movement outside, and some people couldn't help but say suspiciously:
"Listening to this movement, it seems that the attackers of the prisoner of war camp have won! How is this possible? ”
Many of the prisoners of war were veterans, and their ears were very sharp, and when they heard this, they immediately nodded:
"Yes, I heard the shouts of our Celestial Empire, and it looks like they are coming in. The little devil is finished! ”
"There are hundreds of little devils in this prisoner of war camp, and if you want to get in, at least one brigade can do it. And it took less than an hour to get in, could it really be that a division of our army came? ”
"It must be the German armor division of our Central Army who is here!"
Someone started dreaming.
"It must be our Jin Sui Army! Chief Yan will not forget his Sanjin disciples, and it is very likely that he will send a division to rescue us out! ”
The people of the Jin Sui Army often have a different kind of trust in Yan Laoxi, after all, Yan Laoxi has ruled the land of the Three Jin Dynasty for decades, and he does have great prestige.
And the previous cadre of the Eighth Road, who was about twenty years old, suddenly spoke:
"It must be our people from the Eighth Route who are here, and there are not many people, at most one regiment!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Also eight ways?
It's okay to put cold guns on all sides, storm this well-defended prisoner of war camp, and dream of it! ”
"That's it, that's it, when the wind was blowing a few days ago, I noticed that there were four Type 92 heavy machine guns on the wall of this prisoner of war camp! With two or three bullets per capita, it is a fool's dream to want to enter here! ”
The Eighth Route cadre didn't argue with these people either, and sneered:
"Wait and see, someone will be coming soon."
Sure enough, with the last explosion, everyone heard the sound of someone jumping out of the hole, and then they heard the man shouting:
"We are the special service company of the Independent Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army, and now we are ready to rescue you out, go out one by one, don't mess around, don't run, whoever runs around, be careful that the gun doesn't have long eyes!"
Hearing this, the prisoners of war immediately looked at each other and couldn't help but exclaim:
"What? Is it really an eight-way? ”