Chapter 0106 Divine Gun-MP28!

Style: Historical Author: Chi Dong Shu alsoWords: 2070Update Time: 24/01/18 03:47:30
"This is a German-style MP28 submachine gun, also called a speed machine. It fires 9mm Parabellum pistol bullets with a muzzle velocity of 365m/s and a theoretical rate of fire of 350-450 rounds/minute.

The ammunition capacity is 32 rounds. It is not new and has signs of use. The gun is also a bit heavier. But it's suitable for charging. With this thing, we don't have to fight with the little devil with bayonets. "

When Duanwu opened the arms box shipped by Wei Zhengcai, he really found a good thing - a German MP28 submachine gun.

This kind of submachine gun was already very advanced at the time, and it was all made in Germany. I don't know how much better it is than the flower mechanism imitated by the Beiyang government.

"Brother Duanwu, how knowledgeable are you? You also know this German guy."

At this moment, Zhao Beishan joked. Because he has always doubted Duanwu's identity.

Dragon Boat Festival is well-informed and does not look like a person from the countryside at all.

At this time, Duanwu also realized it, scratched his head and said helplessly: "It's all my parents' fault. They always say that they have no hope in this life, so they force me to study hard... ..."

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Zhao Beishan was speechless, but Duan Wu did explain the matter clearly.

Duanwu also changed the topic and said: "Look, there are two mortars, more than thirty rounds of artillery shells, and Mauser pistols here. I think our independent regiment is really fast becoming a moral weapon master."

Zhao Beishan also echoed: "Yes, they are indeed good things. Brother Wei, you have made a great contribution this time."

Wei Zhengcai said quickly: "How dare you, how dare you. This is all due to Brother Duanwu's command and strategizing!"

Wei Zhengcai's flattery made the Dragon Boat Festival feel comfortable. Even a hero can't resist such sugar-coated bullets!

"By the way, Brother Duanwu, not only did we find the arms, but we also got our gold bars back."

Wei Zhengcai waved his hand as he spoke, and one of his men stepped forward holding a mahogany box.

The box was opened, and there were twenty-five gold bars inside.

"good!"

Duanwu nodded and ordered Zhao Beishan to accept it. Fighting wars requires money. What the independent group lacks is money. Dragon Boat Festival no longer wants to ask others to live. So he wanted to carry these gold bars with him, so that the brothers who were going through life and death would have peace of mind.

To put it bluntly, in today's wars, hatred between the country and the family only accounts for part of it. It’s more about having food to eat and money to send home.

If you don't even have the minimum living security, you won't be able to accomplish anything big just by relying on your enthusiasm.

What's more, the composition of the independent group is very mixed. If Duanwu didn't have a sea-fixing needle in his hand, he really doesn't know how he would fight the next battle.

Just imagine, the British, Americans, Germans, etc., these old-fashioned colonists were all offended by him. He doesn't trust these people and won't retaliate.

At least they won't let him pass through the concession, that's for sure.

Of course, if he wanted to force his way through, the few rotten garlics in the concession really couldn't stop him.

However, if the other party wants to use provocation, for example, the Dragon Boat Festival will have to rely on the asylum of the British, Americans, and Germans to escape Shanghai. Dragon Boat Festival will not accept it.

People are like this. Sometimes, dignity is often greater than one's own life.

What's more, this is not just the dignity of one person in the Dragon Boat Festival, but the dignity of all Chinese soldiers.

Therefore, a fierce battle is inevitable, and Dragon Boat Festival must be fully prepared for this.

Zhao Beishan and Wei Zhengcai had not thought of this yet. They were very excited about capturing a large amount of German equipment.

As soldiers, weapons are often more attractive to them than gold bars.

But at the same time, the British consul's face became increasingly ugly.

Because the lunatic in front of him only held a counterfeit rifle before, and he turned the whole of Shanghai upside down. What's more, now he has obtained a large amount of German equipment.

He felt that he had made a mistake. If he had known that this would be the result, he would have gotten rid of Deps first and seized the arms.

Facing the increasingly difficult Dragon Boat Festival, the British consul also had more and more headaches.

He knocked on his head and finally came up with a clever plan, which was to treat Dragon Boat Festival to dinner.

Since the matter cannot be solved by force, then we can only negotiate and solve the matter peacefully.

Thinking of this, the British consul once again said shamelessly: "Mr. Dragon Boat Festival, it's already this time. I would like to treat you to a simple dinner. I wonder if you have the time?"

Dragon Boat Festival looked at the watch, it was two o'clock in the afternoon. I ate two tea eggs at noon.

The more he thought about it, the more he suffered. Two tea eggs cost a gold watch. If he didn't get it back from the British consul, how could he be worthy of him?

"Old Zhao, take the weapons and gold bars back with you. I'm going to have a casual meal. Such a big consul is treating us, so we have to give him face."

"Team leader, be careful of fraud."

Zhao Beishan came closer and lowered his voice to remind.

"It's okay. If he dares to cheat, I will kill him first."

Duanwu replied, and then he put his arm around the shoulders of the British consul like old friends and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Consul to be so approachable. I am truly lucky to get to know you."

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The British consul was speechless and thought to himself: I am really unlucky for eight lifetimes to get to know you.

But on the surface, the British consul also agreed: "Yes, yes, I am very lucky to get to know Mr. Duanwu!"

"Mr. Consul, Mr. Dragon Boat Festival. There is a Western restaurant of mine on this street. Why don't we go there to dine together?"

At this moment, it was Kidd Dimel, the president of the Chamber of Commerce of All Nations, who came forward with two bodyguards to get close to him.

In the distance, Zhao Beishan saw this scene and Fu Er said to Wei Zhengcai: "Brother Wei, I think the Americans and British have no good intentions. I leave the safety of the group to you."

"Brother Zhao, don't worry, my gendarmerie is here. Brother Dragon Boat Festival, there won't be a hair missing."

After that, Wei Zhengcai followed with his gendarmerie and said hello: "Brother Duanwu, wait for me, I haven't eaten yet!"

Duanwu said to the British Consul: "Mr. Consul, you don't mind if there is one more person, right?"

"I don't mind, how could I mind?"

The British consul smiled on the outside, but in his heart he complained: "Dare I say you mind?"

The British consul could only ask Wei Zhengcai to get in the car, and the group went straight to Kiddemel's Western restaurant.

Not far away, a two-minute drive.

The group of people got off the car and found a three-story Western restaurant in front of them.

The western restaurant has a very good brand name, and there are two doormen at the door. Next to it is a sign that reads: "Those not wearing suits are not allowed in!..."