Han Yang and Shen Quan concluded the deal, and Shen Quan called Wei Gang, the artillery squad leader in his battalion:
"Batalion Commander, are you looking for me?"
Wei Gang is a young man in his mid-twenties. He has a scar on his face, which looks like he was injured by shrapnel.
"Well, Gangzi, take your cannon and all the shells and follow me."
Chen Quan ordered.
"Battal Commander, do we have a mission?"
"No, you will know as soon as you come with me."
Wei Gang was suspicious, but he still nodded and agreed.
…
Soon, Wei Gang led the soldiers in his squad carrying the Type 31 60mm mortar, which they regarded as a treasure, and two boxes of shells, and walked out of Yangcun towards Liujiacun.
When Han Yang saw them carrying two boxes of artillery shells, he couldn't help but frown and asked:
"Battal Commander, this cannon of yours only has 16 rounds, right?"
60mm mortar shells usually come with 8 rounds in a box, that's why he asked.
To be honest, Han Yang didn't look down on the mortar that Wei Gang and others were carrying at the moment.
This cannon looks like it's only 50-60% new.
It's not like the cannons they captured before, but every one of them is brand new!
Even if the little devil's used ones are seized on the battlefield, they are usually 70% to 80% new.
Hearing Han Yang's words, Shen Quan felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head awkwardly:
“Where there are 16 rounds of artillery shells, just 10 rounds!
This is the result of us defeating two Japanese companies and one battalion headquarters. "
Han Yang suddenly felt a little numb. He felt that in this business, he lost not only a little bit of money, but also a loss of blood!
I used a brand new 90mm light mortar and 80 rounds of artillery shells for a 50% to 60% new 60mm mortar and 10 rounds of artillery shells. If this spread, wouldn't everyone laugh at me for being a big guy? Unjust?
Seeing the expression on Han Yang's face, Shen Quan couldn't help but feel uneasy and quickly said:
"Han Yang, you don't want to go back on your word, do you?
A man spits and nails every time?
You must have this 60mm mortar if you don’t want it! "
Now that the matter has come to this, what can Han Yang say?
He can't even turn around and regret it!
What's more, he also knows that for company-level units, the 60 mortar is indeed more suitable.
He could only grit his teeth and say:
"Who wants to regret it? I, Han Yang, am not that kind of person!"
"Hey, okay, okay!
A good boy, a man.
As expected of someone from our second battalion! "
Chen Quan felt that all the bones in his body were lighter, and rainbow farts came one after another.
Wei Gang, who was next to him, suddenly felt bad after hearing what they said. He quickly asked suspiciously and warily:
"Batalion Commander, what do you want me to do by letting me bring the cannon and the shells?"
"Send this cannon and shells to the secret service camp."
Shen Quan answered without thinking.
Upon hearing this, Wei Gang and the soldiers under his command became anxious on the spot.
"What?
Battalion Commander, you can't do this!
This cannon was captured with great difficulty by our comrades!
For this cannon, we sacrificed several extra comrades! "
Wei Gang's face was full of anger.
He felt that Shen Quan, the battalion commander, was simply unqualified!
Chen Quan knew that they had misunderstood, and quickly lowered his voice and explained:
"You know nothing!
I am exchanging artillery with the secret service battalion. I will use this cannon of ours to exchange their 90mm mortars and 80 rounds of artillery shells. "
"What?
Is there such a good thing?
How can this be? "
Wei Gang looked unbelieving.
He felt that the battalion commander was deceiving him as a fool.
Who the hell would do such an outrageous thing!
Isn't this a pure prodigal?
Shen Quan had a smile on his face and pouted in Han Yang's direction:
"I have already discussed this with them, you just need to follow orders!"
When Wei Gang saw that Shen Quan was talking about this, he could only believe him tentatively.
But everyone looked at Han Yang as if they were looking at a fool.
They couldn't figure out why such an outrageous thing could happen.
…
Han Yang led Shen Quan and his party to Liujia Village quickly and found the logistics platoon leader Zhao Li.
——He was unhappy. He felt that the artillerymen under Shen Quan looked at him and there was something wrong.
It's better to get rid of them quickly.
"Platoon Leader Zhao, I will take a 90mm mortar and 80 rounds of artillery shells."
"Okay!"
Zhao Li knew that Han Yang was Yang Yuanshan's right-hand man and had just been promoted to deputy battalion commander. He was very considerate and agreed immediately.
While letting several new recruits from the logistics platoon move the cannon, he asked casually:
"Battle Commander Han, do we have another combat mission? So many artillery shells?"
"No. I want to exchange the 90 mortars for the 60 mortars of the second battalion."
Han Yang explained casually.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Li's hand that was originally writing in the notebook suddenly stopped, stood up with a "teng" sound, raised his voice and asked:
"Captain Han, 90 guns for 60 guns? One for two?"
"No, one for one."
As he said this, Han Yang pointed to the cannon held by Wei Gang and others behind him.
"What?
Replace this old 60mm mortar with our brand new 90mm mortar?
Battalion Commander Han, could you be..."
In the end, Zhao Li restrained himself and did not dare to directly say that Han Yang, the new deputy battalion commander, was being stupid.
But the meaning in his eyes was obvious.
Shen Quan, who was next to him, naturally heard their conversation. Seeing Zhao Li's appearance, his heart immediately jumped up and he thought to himself: If this kid doesn't give me a shot, I will have to make a big fuss in this spy camp.
Even if Han Yang is offended to death, the 90 cannons must be exchanged!
Whether the second battalion can rise depends on this!
Han Yang couldn't help but feel helpless because he didn't understand what Zhao Li meant.
He could only say to Zhao Li quietly:
"This is arranged by the battalion commander."
Once he heard that it was arranged by Yang Yuanshan, Zhao Li felt relieved a little.
He didn't say anything to stop the soldiers in the logistics platoon from moving the artillery.
…
After a while, people from several logistics platoons came out carrying the barrel, bracket, base, shells and other items of the Type 97 90mm light mortar.
Zhao Li quickly directed them to put their things outside the yard.
When Chen Quan, Wei Gang and others saw that this cannon was as new as if it had just been taken out of the arsenal, their eyes immediately went straight.
This gun is too new and too good!
They instantly felt that they had really made a fortune today!
Seeing this gun, Wei Gang immediately put the 60mm mortar in his hand, which he had regarded as a treasure just a second ago, on the ground. He ran over and touched the barrel of the 90mm mortar. He couldn't help shouting to Shen Quan excitedly. :
"Battalion Commander, this cannon is too big! It's so new!"
At this moment, he felt that the battalion commander was really awesome, he could actually exchange that old cannon for such a big and new one!
He didn't realize at all that he had just thought that the 60mm mortar was a sweetie, but in just a few seconds, he had turned into a Mrs. Tattered Cow!
Shen Quan was also happy from ear to ear. He saw the soldiers from the logistics platoon still carrying box after box of artillery shells. He quickly walked over and opened a box of artillery shells. He saw three huge grenades lying inside. Visually, one was enough. It weighs 5 kilograms!
He couldn't help but regret that he had brought too few people, and he might not be able to move the shells.
He quickly asked Han Yang:
"Han Yang, can you lend me one of your battalion's carts so that I can haul these shells back?"
"Okay! Platoon Commander Zhao, lend one of our logistics platoon's trucks to Battalion Commander Shen."
After all the cannons were given, a cart was useless. Soon, Zhao Li had someone rush over to bring a cart pulled by two mules.
Shen Quan immediately directed Wei Gang and others to move the cannon and shells to the car.
Only then did he realize that the situation seemed to be a little bad.
The barrel of the 90mm mortar feels like it weighs seventy or eighty pounds.
The base was so heavy that it took three warriors to lift it, and it was easy to hit your hand accidentally.
It's really hard to move.
However, when he thought that such a big cannonball would be powerful enough when fired, he comforted himself in his heart: This cannon must be heavy, and it must be heavy to be powerful!
The one who can make the little devil scream is a good gun!
After a lot of effort, Shen Quan and his men drove the cart and pulled the cannon out of Liujia Village.
…
(End of chapter)
