"Third brother," Li Fushun, who was receiving the gun, heard a familiar voice calling him. It was undoubtedly Shang Zhen.
When he turned around, he saw that Shang Zhen already had a rifle in his hand.
"Huh?" Li Fushun was stunned and asked, "Where did you get this gun?"
"I picked it up on the ground when I ran out of the house." Shang Zhen replied.
It turned out that Shang Zhen had a Japanese Type 38 rifle, also known as the 38 Gai.
"What's the use of this gun? Have you got the bullets?" Li Fushun, a veteran, asked.
"Ah?" Shang Zhen was stunned.
This was only the second time he touched a rifle.
Shang Zhen was a soldier just the day before yesterday, and he was actually shot at that time.
It's just that he is a new recruit, and no one can give him bullets if he doesn't know how to shoot.
But before he could figure out how to use the gun, his rifle was confiscated and put into storage!
Because he was not familiar with it, Shang Zhen never thought of touching the bullet box from the Japanese soldier who fell on the ground.
What's more, it was impossible for him to remove the bullet box from the Japanese soldier.
Not to mention that the bullet box was strung on the belt of the Japanese soldier, the Japanese soldiers blocking the outside of their house were only knocked down by them with bricks, but they did not lose their combat effectiveness.
"I just think their guns are longer, long enough to stab each other." Shang Zhen argued in a low voice.
Shang Zhen's excuse couldn't help but make Li Fushun look at him in surprise, as if he didn't recognize his godbrother.
At this time, Shang Zhen had given him a new feeling.
Previously, their platoon was blocked in a room by Japanese soldiers, and they did not have any fighting weapons at hand.
If the Japanese soldiers burst into the house and faced their bayonets with their bare hands, they would surely suffer heavy casualties.
But why did Shang Zhen think of tearing up the kang and hitting the Japanese soldiers with bricks?
The situation was critical at that time, so Li Fushun naturally had no time to praise Shang Zhen.
But what about this time?
Li Fushun is a veteran. He has seen Japanese soldiers. Of course he knows that the Japanese Army's 38 Gai is about ten centimeters longer than the rifles used by the Northeastern Army after installing bayonets.
But this must be the first time for Shang Zhen to see Japanese soldiers. How could he tell at a glance that the rifles of Japanese soldiers are longer than those of the Chinese?
"It's useless without bullets, it's just a fire stick!" Hou Wangshan, who had also received the weapon at this time, squeezed over and said.
"Just throw it here. If it could still be used as a trophy in normal times, now it's a defeat. What's the use of just having a Japanese soldier with a gun?" Li Fushun finally said.
"Oh", Shang Zhen responded.
He looked at the Japanese gun he had picked up with regret.
Poor Shang Zhen still doesn't know that even if he picked up the 38 pieces of the Japanese army, it can't be called picked up. In military terms, it's called "seized"!
Why can't it be used without bullets?
In his heart, Shang Zhen did not agree with Li Fushun and Hou Kanshan's statement.
He vaguely felt that the rifles of the Japanese soldiers were longer than the rifles of the Chinese. So when the two sides stabbed each other with guns, the long rifles would certainly take advantage!
Of course, even now Shang Zhen doesn't know that stabbing each other with guns is called bayonet fighting or hand-to-hand combat.
He looked at the newly picked rifle with regret.
This rifle of the Japanese army is very new. Even under the dim light of the current firearms warehouse, the bayonet of the rifle still shines faintly.
The bayonet was very straight, in the shape of a knife, and the blood groove on it looked black.
Shang Zhen instinctively felt that the steel mouth of this bayonet should be very good.
But just when he was about to put the gun down, something suddenly happened in his heart, and his hand began to fumble around the muzzle of the gun.
After a while, when he touched a small button on the head of the gun, he found that the bayonet moved.
Shang Zhen pressed the button with one hand and pulled out the bayonet with the other. Miraculously, he removed the bayonet!
Shang Zhen is not stupid. If he was stupid, how could he think of tearing down the bricks when the Japanese army blocked the door?
In this regard, his brain benefited from his father's inheritance, because his father was a carpenter.
Carpentry is a craft.
Traditional Chinese carpenters in ancient times did not even have iron nails, but they were able to put furniture together and make it strong and durable. How could they do it if they were not ingenious?
Shang Zhen threw the rifle directly on the ground, ran out with his newly assigned rifle in one hand and the bayonet in the other. While running, he looked at the bayonet in his hand.
It is said to be a bayonet, but in Shang Zhen's eyes it is no different from an ordinary knife, which also has a handle.
There is a circular collar on the top of the knife handle, and a forward-curving hook on the bottom of the knife handle, just like the guard of a Chinese knife.
Although he had only fumbled to remove the bayonet from the gun just now, he also figured out how to attach the bayonet to the gun.
The upper collar is placed on the muzzle of the rifle. There is a groove behind the handle that is stuck on the groove on the base of the rifle bayonet. The button he pressed gropingly is the small mechanism for removing the bayonet.
Although Shang Zhen did not learn half of the skills of his father, who had been a carpenter all his life, this did not mean that he was not interested in knives.
A carpenter can do without nails, but he absolutely cannot do without iron tools such as axes, planes, hammers, and knives.
Jin Kemu!
It's just a pity that Shang Zhen threw away his first trophy during his life of fighting Japanese soldiers, but only kept a bayonet.
When the company commander Hu Biao gathered his team and was giving a lecture, while others listened carefully with their ears raised, Shang Zhen was already deep in thought.
At this time, Shang Zhen was thinking about a very serious question, that is, he suddenly realized that he was not fainting from the gun!
He picked up the Japanese rifle and held the Chinese rifle in his hand.
Although he didn't feel as comfortable holding the rifle in his hand, he didn't feel fear either. Instead, he felt a sense of safety.
How could it be possible that this feeling was caused by gunshot fainting? It seems that the direction I was thinking before falling asleep tonight was wrong. So what is it that I am afraid of?
While Shang Zhen was thinking, he didn't notice the appearance of their battalion commander Zhang Lianjie.
Zhang Lianjie didn't go to reconnoitre the enemy's situation because of those two gunshots. He just left with an excuse to give Hu Biao a chance to break the lock of the warehouse.
Because he was the battalion commander, he couldn't do whatever he wanted. He had to obey the orders from above. He didn't dare to convey the original orders directly to the soldiers, but only ordered the guns to be put in the armory.
The original order he received was this: "No resistance, no movement, put the gun in the warehouse, hold on and die, everyone be kind and sacrifice for the country!"
If he had learned the original words, the soldiers below would have probably been "coaxed" to blow up the temple!
Grandma, what kind of order are these?
Zhang Lianjie is over 40 this year, and has been a soldier for more than 20 years, but this is the first time he has received such an order - wait until death without resisting!
He is the battalion commander, and he has to consider the intentions of his superiors, but how do you ask him to convince the soldiers below?
So his Xiao Jiujiu got the gun first, and at this time he also received the order to break out from above. The emotional brigade commander didn't want to stand here and wait for death! Zhang Lianjie had this realization.
"Let's go to Dongshanzuizi!" Zhang Lianjie waved his hand and gave the order to break out of the encirclement.
Of course, there are more than just Beidaying garrison in Fengtian. Dongshanzuizi is where Dongdaying is located.
At this time, Shang Zhen was freed from his thoughts. He held his bayonet in one hand and his rifle that he could not use yet in the other hand, and started to trot along with the team's mechanical movement.
Poor Shang Zhen couldn't help but throw away half of the first trophy he had obtained in his life. Now he only has this half of the trophy, a Japanese-made Type 30 bayonet.
