Zhang Dabiao ran all the way, came to Liujia Village, and went straight to Yang Yuanshan's battalion headquarters.

The sentry at the entrance of the village knew him and did not stop him.

"Yang Yuanshan! Yang Yuanshan! ”

Zhang Dabiao rushed into the courtyard and shouted.

Yang Yuanshan had just finished sending Zhao Li to find a blacksmith to work as a soldier shovel, and was about to lie down and rest for a while, when he heard Zhang Dabiao's voice outside.

Hurriedly walked out to greet him.

"Battalion commander, why are you here?

Isn't the regiment mobilizing the nearby villagers to move and be busy? ”

"Hmph. Yang Yuanshan, I came today, I just want to ask you, do you still recognize me as the old battalion commander? ”

As soon as Zhang Dabiao thought of Shen Quan's cannon, he was indignant.

He Zhang Dabiao has been proud all his life, how can he be ridden on the head by that guy from Shen Quan?

"Battalion commander, what are you talking about!

If there's anything you need help with, just say it.

Well, I've got a little bit of a big lid there, why don't I get you 50? ”

Yang Yuanshan didn't know what kind of wind this Dabiao suddenly ran over to smoke.

But he estimated that it was nothing more than weapons and ammunition.

So with a wave of his hand, he threw out 50 38 big covers.

Seeing his own words, there are these gains, Zhang Dabiao is of course happy.

But the purpose of his coming today is not to cover the 38 big cover!

He immediately restrained the happiness in his heart, and continued to say coldly:

"Shen Quan's shit, he said that he changed a 90 mm mortar from your battalion, and you can get me two too."

"Hey, that's it. It's easy to say, it's easy to say. ”

As soon as Yang Yuanshan heard this, he wanted to steal the fun.

Originally, he thought of taking the initiative to send someone to find Zhang Dabiao, but he didn't expect him to send it to the door.

That's good!

Very self-conscious!

He immediately shook his head and said:

"Battalion commander, that cannon was not given to the second battalion commander for free, it was exchanged."

"Isn't it just a 60 mortar? There are two gates in my camp, and I will exchange them with you. ”

Zhang Dabiao couldn't help but fantasize about Shen Quan's doggy eyes after he had two of those 90mm mortars.

"Battalion commander, it's not that I won't change it with you, it's that I have one 90mm mortar left."

Yang Yuanshan shook his head.

"One is one door, you have to give me more cannonballs.

Shen Quan's kid got 80 shells and shook in front of Lao Tzu, you have to give me 160 shells! ”

Zhang Dabiao looked like he couldn't beat him to death and lost to Shen Quan.

Yang Yuanshan was secretly happy in his heart, remembering what Zhao Li said about the lack of iron materials just now, he immediately rolled his eyes and said:

"I'll give you a maximum of 100 shells, and I have one more condition."

"On what terms?"

Zhang Dabiao was already secretly happy in his heart.

A hundred shells, it's just cool.

"I am short of shovels to dig trenches here, and now I am going to find a blacksmith to fight a little, and you can get me 1,000 catties of shrapnel."

The shrapnel of artillery shells is, of course, a good material for building a sapper shovel, but unfortunately, after every battle, Yang Yuanshan never let the soldiers collect these rags, which is too wasteful of time and energy, so now he can only count on Zhang Dabiao.

When Zhang Dabiao heard that it was just this insignificant condition, he immediately grinned:

"No problem, isn't it just shrapnel, there are a lot of them."

Originally, according to Li Yunlong's order, they collected bullet shells and shrapnel and prepared to send them to the border arsenal, but now they are directly given to Yang Yuanshan, which also saves the soldiers from running around and working hard.

"Okay, that's it. Go back and send someone to me to pull cannons and shells, and by the way, send me 60 mortars. ”

Yang Yuanshan was also very satisfied when he saw that he had finally solved the problem of equipping the mortar with the company.

At this moment, the special battalion had three 60 mortars, exactly one for each company.

He didn't bother to ask Zhang Dabiao for 60 mortar shells, anyway, he didn't lack them, so he should keep the shells for his own use.

Zhang Dabiao hurriedly reminded:

"Don't forget the 50 38 big covers you promised to give me just now!"

"Don't worry, I'm Yang Yuanshan with a mouthful of spit and a nail!"

……

The two negotiated a deal, Zhang Dabiao left in a hurry, and not long after, he took a battalion of soldiers and drove a cart to Yang Village.

Zhao Li, who was notified by Yang Yuanshan, had already prepared things for him in advance.

When Zhang Dabiao saw the mortar, which was as brand new as Shen Quan dragged back, he immediately grinned with excitement and couldn't close his mouth at all.

Immediately handed over the 60 mortars and the 1,000 catties of shrapnel that he brought to Zhao Li.

- This is also for the sake of Yang Yuanshan who gave him 50 38 big covers, so he reciprocated the favor and specially chose a relatively new one for the special battalion.

Commanding the soldiers to load the cannons and shells into the car, hurried back to Yang Village.

Zhang Dabiao also wanted to go back and find a place to try the cannon after settling down.

Now there are 100 shells, so it's not too much to try one or two, right?

Halfway through, he saw several soldiers of the second battalion approaching him in empty wagons.

He immediately deliberately shouted:

"Alas, this dog's Yang Yuanshan is still Lao Tzu's old subordinate, and now that he is the battalion commander, he only gave Lao Tzu 100 shells, which is really stingy!"

A clever warrior next to him hurriedly cooperated:

"Battalion commander, Battalion Commander Yang also gave us fifty three-eight big covers, all of which are seven or eight percent new!"

"That's it, they haven't confiscated our shells, just a bare 60 mortar for such things. Battalion commander, you still have a big face! ”

"Hmph, that is, when Lao Tzu was in the new regiment, Yang Yuanshan was the platoon commander under Lao Tzu."

Zhang Dabiao couldn't hide his pride.

As soon as they heard their words, the soldiers of the second battalion, who were originally in a very happy mood, suddenly became sour.

When they returned the cart to Liujia Village, they immediately ran back to Shen Quan, the commander of the second battalion, to report the incident.

At this moment, Shen Quan was leading the people of the artillery platoon of the second battalion to test the artillery in a small mountain pass.

He had already tried a shot just now, and the range and power made him so happy that snot bubbles were about to pop up.

But now, when he heard from his subordinates that Zhang Dabiao actually used only a bare 60 mortar to replace it with a 90 mortar exactly like his own, with 20 more shells than himself, and 50 38 big covers, he suddenly felt that the cannon in his hand was not fragrant at all.

couldn't help but scold angrily:

"Zhang Dabiao of the dog day, how can you take advantage of any cheapness!"

……

When he finished the gun test and dragged the gun back to Yang Village, he ran into Zhang Dabiao who was also pulling the gun out with a car, and it seemed that he was also going to test the gun.

As soon as Zhang Dabiao saw Shen Quan, he immediately provoked:

"Shen Quan, how did you try the gun?

I don't think I can't give up shells, right?

Alas, I'm going to try it now, and I don't know if I can use five shells to get a feel for it. ”

Shen Quan felt very depressed, and he couldn't wait to punch Zhang Dabiao in the face, didn't he just have 20 more shells than himself, what kind of smugness?

If it weren't for your quick mouth, how would you know that the spy battalion has a surplus of artillery?

But they are all people who are battalion commanders, and he can't just scold and let his subordinates see jokes.

I had to mumble:

"Isn't it just a mortar? No big deal.

Wait for Lao Tzu to fight a few turrets, Lao Tzu has to build a Type 92 infantry cannon! That's called bullishness! ”

"What? Type 92 infantry artillery?

You reminded Lao Tzu, next time Lao Tzu will go to Yang Yuanshan to get two doors, who made him Lao Tzu's old subordinate, I am the face of the old battalion commander, he must give it! ”

Zhang Dabiao's eyes lit up, as if he saw the scene of Yang Yuanshan sending himself two infantry guns.

When Shen Quan heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said in his heart: Zhang Dabiao, your fucking face is too big, right?

Do you think you're the regiment commander, and you want someone to give you two Type 92 infantry guns?

Why don't you go to heaven?

However, there were countless envy in his heart, envy why this Yang Yuanshan was not his old subordinate?

Shen Quan didn't answer Zhang Dabiao's words, and left with his head bored, but his saliva was flowing in his heart.

Damn, greedy! What sour!

(End of chapter)