There was another moment of silence, and everyone in the National Army was stunned again. The god-like soldier in front of them was actually a boy, yes, a boy.
Chief Qian dared to bet anyone that this boy was no more than eighteen years old. The few who followed took off their hoods, and they were all of the same age.
Chief Qian was stunned. He didn't know what the supplementary group was? They are all bandits and bandits. It is called the supplementary team transportation team, which is the edge outside the edge, the garbage within the garbage.
They are the real bandits, no, they are young bandits.
In this way, a group of less than fifty young bandits dressed in official army uniforms wiped out a hundred elite army officers and soldiers in bandit uniforms in three minutes, and they were still unscathed.
Chief Qian's outlook on life was immediately destroyed. Was this a dream, or had he been beaten to death in the underworld?
At this time, a voice pulled Chief Qian back from his sleepwalking, "Oh, *** young hero, his skills are like a god, brother, my eyes have been opened, brother Liu Ruoshui, now serves in the Central Party Committee, thank you *** What a life-saving grace!”
The fat man in Chinese tunic suit and glasses was worthy of being a political worker. He woke up from the shock early and quickly stepped forward to hold Zhou Wen's saluting hand. He introduced enthusiastically: "This is Chief Qian, an attendant of the Commander-in-Chief of the National Army. Director."
Zhou Wen saluted again: "Hello, Chief Qian, and hello, Chief Liu."
Chief Qian also realized what he was doing. He stepped forward and took Zhou Wen's hand and said, "Young Master Zhou is extremely heroic. Thank you for saving your life. We don't belong to each other. Don't mention the word "chief" again. If you like it, just call me." Just bro.”
Zhou Wen quickly became humble again and insisted on calling him "sir." Chief Qian and Liu Ruoshui admired the young man in front of them even more. He understands his superiority and inferiority, knows how to advance and retreat, and he doesn’t get carried away by asking for repayment of kindness. He is neither humble nor arrogant, calm and measured. He is really a young talent, and he is even more willing to pay.
Zhou Wen introduced the deputy captain Gao Xiaoshan to the two officers, and invited the officers to rest on the hillside. He also sent people to boil hot water and bake some bread on the mountain, and invited the officers to eat.
Everyone in the National Army had been tired and thirsty for a long time, but now they were able to escape the disaster, and their appetite was surprisingly good. The glossy cakes that they usually despised were softened after being baked on the fire. It tastes surprisingly sweet. The wounded were also carried up the mountain, and Miaohua led people to bandage their wounds and apply medicine.
Chief Qian was eating noodles and drinking hot water, looking at Zhou Wen who was commanding his men to clean the battlefield, and thought, if he had such a group of elite men who were like wolves and tigers, he would be able to conquer the world! The desire to solicit began to arise in my heart.
Zhou Wen didn't know Chief Qian's little thoughts. He was now filled with ecstasy.
What a big harvest, twelve American-made Thompson M1921 submachine guns, each with three 100-round drum magazines. Three old Deggarev light machine guns, which were recently equipped by Mao Zigang, are also rotary machine guns. Each machine gun carries four 60-round magazines. I thought to myself, no wonder I didn't hear the sound of a machine gun just now.
Ninety-seven intact old Maozi marching kettles. Zhou Wen is short of a kettle now. I used to use water bladders, which were easy to break and difficult to carry.
The Degtyaryov light machine gun, referred to as the DP light machine gun, weighs 9.1 kilograms and weighs less than 13 kilograms with a bullet plate. The rate of fire is 600 rounds per minute and the effective range is 800 meters. It can only fire continuously but not single shots. It fires Laomaozi 7.62mm bullets, which are common with water-linked bullets.
This bullet is easy to find. Do not have too many troops in the country. The previous Northern Expeditionary Army and the current Northwest Army are equipped with a large number of them. Dawangzhuang has a lot of inventory.
Zhou Wen found a treasure this time. Marching kettles, Thompson and DP machine guns are all items that even money cannot buy. Especially the DP machine gun, which was the only standard light machine gun of the Communist Party of China in World War II. It is known as a violent lawn mower and the first standard squad machine gun after the founding of New China. Lao Maozi produced 60-round bullet discs in the early stage, but later changed to 47-round bullet discs.
At this time, Zhou Wen also guessed the identity of the pseudo-bandits who were eliminated. They were definitely members of Marshal Feng's security group. Zhou Jinbao said last time that Shi Yousan seized more than a dozen Thomson bombs and gave them to Marshal Feng. In addition, Marshal Feng and Lao Maozi had been having a heated fight recently. The American backpack that the transport team received through Zhou Jinbao was also a gift from Lao Maozi. , then it would be appropriate to send a small number of DP machine guns.
Looking at the dozens of remaining water rifles, Zhou Wen suddenly thought of Hao Laodao. He had left some horses and carts for him when he left last time, and he was going to use them this time.
After burying the body, Zhou Wen walked up the mountain. Seeing that the two officers were almost rested, he said, "Excuse me, sir, where are you going? We can escort them all the way, but these wounded people need carriages, so why not go to the other side first?" In the direction of the city and county, we will start our journey after finding the carriage." This place is not far from Hao Laodao's village.
Chief Qian is also a soldier-loving man, so he naturally followed the advice of Zhou Wen, a local snake, and said, "Then it's up to you to help Zhou Wen. As long as we get to Wuyang County, someone will come to take care of us."
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Hao Laodao has finally regained his strength. All the injured brothers have been sent to the county town. In the past few days, the morale of the brothers has also recovered, and they have repeatedly clamored to go get a few votes before the Chinese New Year. Guns have also been replenished, and they can only be purchased after a few more windfalls.
While he was wondering when the information from the county town would arrive, he saw a minion rushing in and stammering: "Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da, Boss, that, that, that... Those ancestors are here again. They want to see you outside the door." After saying that, he quickly wiped the sweat from his head. There was still snow in the sky!
Hao Laodao's heart suddenly went cold. My heart is cold and my head is sweating. Is this the world of ice and fire?
what to do? To see or not to see? Just as he was hesitating, the minion spoke again: "Master, they will give you three minutes to think about it." This time he finally stopped stammering.
But Hao Laodao jumped up and kicked the little guy down. "You are so hot that you can't tell the whole story." He scolded and ran towards the entrance of the village.
Before he reached the door, he saw the man with the telescope hanging on his chest from a distance. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Sir, sir, I am late to greet you. I am guilty. I am guilty."
Zhou Wen still covered his face and said: "Hao Laodao, don't be so scared. This time you are not here to rob. Besides, you are so poor, what else can you rob?"
Hao Laodao is holding his breath! Can you blame me for being poor?
Zhou Wen suppressed his laughter and continued: "I'm here to make a deal with you. I'll trade my guns for a few of your big cars."
Hao Laodao was dumbfounded, "What? Business? Exchange a gun for a carriage?" Is this still the same group of ancestors? Hao Laodao didn't dare to talk, for fear that others were testing him, but he was afraid of being cruel.
Doing business? I dare me. He quickly said: "Sir, I can only take a few carriages away because of your respect. I don't dare to do business with you."
