Seeing them leaving, Han Yang pointed to the mortar and the 10 shells brought by Shen Quan on the ground and said to Zhao Li:

"Platoon Commander Zhao, please register this cannon in storage, and then send it out of the warehouse to the second company.

We should still have quite a few 60mm grenades, right?

Shells were also sent to them a little more. ”

He remembered that in Qianjiazhuang, hundreds of 60-millimeter grenades had been seized.

Zhao Li nodded, and after registering, he arranged for the soldiers of the logistics platoon to do it.

As soon as Han Yang left, Zhao Li hurriedly went to the camp headquarters and reported to Yang Yuanshan.

"Battalion commander, just now Han Yang replaced one of our 90 mm mortars and 80 shells with a half-old 60 mortar and 10 shells!"

In the end, he felt heartache for this loss-making business, so he wanted to confirm whether this was what Yang Yuanshan meant.

Yang Yuanshan was drawing a design drawing of an ordnance shovel on the table at the moment, and when he heard Zhao Li's words, he immediately nodded:

"It's okay, it's what I arranged.

We need 60 mortars now, as long as they can be exchanged, it doesn't matter if they are old or new.

The 90mm mortar should be in our support group. ”

"But it's too much of a loss."

Zhao Li was still a little distressed.

At the beginning, Yang Yuanshan chose him as the platoon leader of the logistics platoon, of course, not only because he could write and calculate, but also because he was a little picky - if he didn't pick, he couldn't do logistics!

So at this time, not only did I not feel verbose about his words, but I was quite satisfied.

Hurriedly comforted and changed the subject:

"It's fine. We are about to transfer, and replacing a few guns will also help you reduce some of the transportation burden.

Take a look at my picture. ”

Hearing Yang Yuanshan's words, Zhao Li could only let go of his heartache, walked to the table, and looked at the drawings in Yang Yuanshan's hand.

"Battalion commander, are you painting a shovel?"

"That's right.

We used to dig trenches, and we borrowed shovels and hoes from fellow villagers.

Now we're about to move, and those things are hard to carry, so I designed this sapper shovel to build some as soon as possible.

In case in the process of transferring, it is more convenient to encounter the need to dig trenches. ”

What Yang Yuanshan painted was naturally the most common third-generation sapper shovel that could be folded twice before the crossing.

As a veteran, he knew it all too well.

After all, this stuff does work!

Compared with the shovels and hoes used by the soldiers now, it is simply 108,000 miles stronger.

"Battalion commander, what are these saws on this shovel for?

And this handle, why is it so troublesome to make it into a triangle? ”

Yang Yuanshan was not interested in explaining to Zhao Li why he designed it this way, after all, he couldn't finish talking about this benefit for a long time.

He immediately waved his hand and said:

"You don't care why, you go find a few blacksmiths now, and build these shovels according to my design, and make as many shovels as you can, and don't be afraid to spend money.

If this is too much to fold, you can not fold it first. ”

He pondered that there was no such thing as screws these days, and folding might be more difficult for these ordinary blacksmiths in the village who used to only make agricultural tools.

"Yes! I see, battalion commander.

But now the iron is not easy to get, I'm afraid it's not easy to build this shovel!

If you send someone to buy the territory of the Jin Suijun, I am afraid that you will not be able to catch up for a while. ”

In order to limit the development and growth of our army, the little devils have blockaded many key materials, such as sugar, salt, grain, medicine, and steel.

"Then you will loot and loot your warehouse, and melt all the tattered and old weapons and equipment for me to make shovels."

Yang Yuanshan is rich and domineering.

"Ah, battalion commander, the equipment in our library is all good and tattered, and the soldiers have never picked it up at all."

Zhao Li smiled bitterly, very reluctant.

"Then use good equipment to go to the regiment to change the rags, anyway, I will have a sapper shovel, and you can find a way to solve the specific problem yourself!"

At this moment, Yang Yuanshan has the momentum of a domineering president.

Seeing him say this, Zhao Li could only nod and agree.

But there is still infinite heartache in my heart, and I said: The battalion commander is too loser! If this is known by the people of the other troops, they will probably want to beat him up, right?

……

Anyway, on Shen Quan's side, they pulled cannons and shells and went to Yang Village.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the village, I met Zhang Dabiao who was returning from the next village with a battalion of people.

This guy's eyes were very good, and at a glance, he saw that there was a very long cannon tube on the cart behind Shen Quan, and his eyes immediately lit up.

- In the eighth road of this year, you can't see the cannon!

Although Yang Yuanshan contributed to the production and use of the conscienceless cannon, this thing has a lot of shortcomings, and it is still far worse than a serious artillery.

And most importantly – gasoline barrels are also a rarity!

If you want to get it, you have to try your luck.

Zhang Dabiao waved his hand and asked the deputy battalion commander to take the soldiers into the village, and he came up and asked:

"Shen Quan, where did you get the cannon?"

As he spoke, he carefully looked at the cannon on the cart, and suddenly drooled with envy.

As soon as you look at this old cannon tube, you know that it is extraordinary.

Coupled with the caliber that is thicker than the 82mm mortar, Zhang Dabiao is even more envious, and he can't wait to snatch this gun directly.

Seeing Zhang Dabiao's expression, Shen Quan felt how happy he was.

Of the three main battalions of the Independent Regiment, Zhang Dabiao's battalion has the largest number of people, the best equipment, and the strongest combat effectiveness, and it has the most cards in the regiment commander Li Yunlong.

In the past, he was envious of Zhang Dabiao, but this time it was finally his turn to envy himself, how could his heart not be as sweet as eating bee feces?

Patting the cannon barrel with a proud face, Shen Quan pretended to be an understatement:

"Hey, I'm looking for my old subordinate to change it. He had a surplus there, so I switched to another one. ”

Shen Quan's old subordinates?

Who's that?

Zhang Dabiao couldn't imagine who was so arrogant that he could have a surplus of artillery!

This is also unscientific.

However, as soon as he heard the words "old subordinates", his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in his heart: Could it be that you Shen Quan have old subordinates, and I Zhang Dabiao don't?

It seems that I also have to go to Yang Yuanshan to fight the autumn wind, this kid is so fat that he is oily, I should not be difficult to get the door cannon back, right?

Let you Shen Quan be proud in front of me!

Thinking of this, he asked:

"Shen Quan, what caliber is your cannon? How many shells are there? ”

The purpose of asking this is naturally to prepare to get a cannon that will overwhelm Shen Quan at that time, so that he can get back to the field!

Shen Quan didn't know the "sinister" intentions of this guy, so he smiled:

"My cannon is a Type 97 90mm light mortar with 80 shells.

This guy, a shell is more than 5 kilograms, and when it explodes, the power is hehe! Hey! ”

90mm mortar, no wonder this guy shook and laughed like a second fool.

Zhang Dabiao thought secretly.

He hurriedly asked:

"Lao Shen, you give me an honest explanation, who are your old subordinates?

How did you get this gun?

Look at this appearance, it's still brand new! ”

Shen Quan saw that this guy had always been "Shen Quan, Shen Quan" before, but now he has become "Old Shen", and he was so cool that his toes were about to be cocked.

Deliberately pretending to be 13 ways:

"Hey, it's a squad leader of my former second battalion, named Han Yang.

He has now been promoted to deputy battalion commander in the special service battalion, and he sees that my old battalion commander is too bitter, so he supports me.

Let me replace this gun with an old 60 mortar and 10 shells.

In fact, I didn't want him to suffer such a big loss, but he had to give it to me, saying thank you for taking care of him before. ”

"What? 60 guns for 90 guns? And 70 more shells? ”

Zhang Dabiao doubted his life.

There are also people who do this kind of business?

Isn't Mo a big fool?

However, as soon as he heard the name of the "special agent battalion", he suddenly had some understanding.

As far as Yang Yuanshan's dog day is fat, it is also reasonable for him to have two big fools.

The landlord's family is a loser!

Shen Quan saw Zhang Dabiao's expression and felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

He didn't grind with him anymore, and beckoned the soldiers to continue to drive the cart into the village, and continued to pretend to be 13 in his mouth:

"Da Biao, I'm going to take the soldiers to test the artillery, this new cannon is in hand, don't shoot two shells, it's really bottomless, go first!"

When Zhang Dabiao heard his words, he was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

This guy used to be "Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang", but now that he has a new cannon, he shouts "Da Biao", which is really a villain!

Is his name also Shen Quan's worthy shouting?

It's a fucking test gun!

With a few dozen shells, it's amazing, isn't it?

Dare to shoot two shots if you have nothing to do?

Let the regiment commander know that this guy is such a waste of shells, he must be pumped!

Seeing that Shen Quan had already walked away, Zhang Dabiao did not enter the village anymore, and immediately ran in the direction of Liujia Village.

Isn't it just looking for the spy battalion, he can find it too!

(End of chapter)