Before departure, Zhou Wen and Miaohua checked the brothers' equipment one by one. The first thing was that not a single steel plate in the interlayer of the combat uniforms was missing, and steel plates that had been hit by bullets had to be replaced in time.
Although he has strong confidence in the martial arts of his brothers, the little devil's stabbing skills are not outstanding, and the protection of the chest and abdomen is especially important.
In addition to cold weapons, a pistol with a silencer for each person is a must, and a Somi submachine gun for each person is also a must. Although the main purpose is to use a machete to kill the Japanese, when we can use a gun, we can't leave a good weapon idle, right?
The forty team members can be said to be armed to the teeth from head to toe. Not only that, Zhou Wen also ordered the team members to prepare hook-lock slings and ghost-1 drugs. Anyway, the equipment for stealing the camp is all available, who knows when it will be needed.
Before dusk on March 10, Zhou Wen and his men, riding forty-one tall Japanese horses, arrived at a village at the foot of Xifengkou Mountain. Zhao Chengyu, who had already received the report, led all the officers of the 109th Brigade at regiment level and above to arrive. Welcome at the entrance of the village.
After the two parties had finished greetings, Zhao Chengyu led Zhou Wen, Miaohua, and Gao Xiaoshan directly into the temporary headquarters in the village, and the other team members were naturally accommodated by personnel from the 109th Brigade.
Zhou Wen didn't know that when he brought these team members to the 109th Brigade's station, he caused a sensation.
why?
Just because the equipment of these players completely blinded the eyes of those northwest men who were used to being poor.
"My dear! Brother, look at those dozens of high-headed war horses. Do you know what kind of war horses they are? Brother, let me tell you, they are Japanese war horses. They are not a little bit better than our northwest war horses. .Look at that head, and then look at that figure. When he sprints, not even a big car can stop him."
"Brother, do you know what kind of guns they are carrying?"
"Well, I don't know, but I can tell it's a good guy just by looking at it. That bulging disc is called a bullet drum. If there are fifty rounds of bullets, it will stick out and there will be no grass growing."
"Moreover, brother, look, they have leather boots on their feet and steel helmets on their heads. Why are their military uniforms so colorful?"
"It's nothing, brother, take a closer look at the knives in their backpacks, you know? That's a little Japanese command knife. Brother, I saw it many years ago. Why do you think they have so many Japanese command knives?"
"Could it be that they robbed it? Hiss..." The soldier who spoke suddenly took a breath of cold air. If it was really robbed, how many little devils and officers would have to be killed by these young soldiers? ?
At this time, the team members were smiling at the Northwest Army soldiers who were gathering around them and looking at them curiously, but they were beating drums in their hearts.
During the Central Plains War, these Northwest troops were beaten so hard by their brothers' precise shooting that they didn't even dare to raise their heads. If someone gets angry about this and wants to take revenge, no matter how powerful the martial arts of these dozens of people is, thousands of others can drown you with just one breath of spitting, even if they don't even have to do anything.
Fortunately, this brother from the Northwest Army looked at him with curiosity and envy, but not hatred.
Not long after, the brothers of the mercenary group were arranged by several officers of the 109th Brigade to rest in a compound.
Naturally, someone brought fodder to the war horses, but Zhang Xiaoping, the leader, smiled and declined politely: "Brother, these little Japanese horses are good, but they are very picky. They must be good-quality beans and add some." You need nutritional supplements to stay healthy. Eating ordinary grass will cause stomach upset."
The person who delivered the feed was a veteran with a gray beard and a few young soldiers carrying sacks of fodder. One of them, a young relative, was unhappy and had a sullen expression on his face.
"Just brag, what about refined bean nutritional supplements? We've been dealing with horses since we were young, and we've never seen anyone feed livestock with refined beans that no one can afford. Isn't that just looking down on you?" .”
At this time, the bearded veteran saw the soldier's slumped face and didn't know what he was thinking. He reached out and slapped him on the head and cursed: "What do you know, you idiot? I used to serve the commander. He passed his old man's war horse. It was a good horse given to the commander by Lao Maozi. It was a bit taller than the little Japanese war horse, but it was difficult to take care of. It was fed better than human food. I didn't give it two horses a day. The eggs just won’t stop.”
After scolding, he looked at Zhang Xiaoping, nodded and bowed, and said with a smile: "This officer, please don't be as knowledgeable as these blind fools. They are all country boys from the northwest mountains. They don't have much knowledge, so they made the officer laugh."
But the young soldier who was beaten covered his head and belly with his hands and said, "Are you raising horses for the Marshal? Well, I heard from the commander that you were a groom in the logistics team back then, and all you served were pack horses. The Marshal's I'm afraid you can only see Ma from a long distance away."
The bearded veteran was not very angry when he was contradicted by his subordinates. He just laughed and said: "You little brat, I have eaten more salt than you have eaten white flour. In terms of knowledge, you are still far behind."
Zhang Xiaoping could actually tell that although the soldiers were bickering, they had a good relationship, so they just smiled and remained silent. However, I found that these soldiers were quarreling and quarreling, but their eyes were looking at these horses. I knew that these soldiers were horse lovers and had a lot of curiosity.
He immediately waved to them and said: "Brothers, please come over and take a look at these war horses. Although they are tall and mighty, they are very docile. They have been trained by the little devils. We got a good deal." .”
Several soldiers, led by the bearded brother, came to the horse with smiles and stretched out their hands to caress it with affection in their eyes. You must know that they have all raised horses, so they naturally know how to deal with horses.
Zhang Xiaoping and the team members picked up the cloth bags carried on the horses and began to feed the horses.
When these soldiers saw the team members taking out eggs from their backpacks to feed these war horses, they realized that what the young captain just said was true, and they really wanted to feed them refined beans and eggs.
In fact, there is no need to feed Japanese horses eggs every day, but today these war horses have traveled dozens of miles of mountain roads, not only riding people, but also carrying a lot of equipment. No matter how tall and strong they are, they are very tired. Just need to add some nutrition.
And looking at the crunching sounds of these war horses, several soldiers couldn't help but swallow. The bean paste smelled sweet.
It wouldn't have been a problem for Zhang Xiaoping to take out a few cans of meat in his backpack and give them to them, but the mercenary group is now a guest army. Naturally, they have to abide by the rules of guests doing whatever they want. They can't overwhelm the guests, so he can only pretend. Tsukuru didn't see it.
