The sound of artillery gradually subsided, but the sound of gunfire and explosions came soon after. The Japanese attack started so quickly. From where Shang Zhen and the others are now at the brigade headquarters, they can see the smoke and dust produced by the explosion in the distance. .
The people from the security company were still guarding outside the brigade headquarters, and nothing could be seen from their expressions. They were all very calm.
Not to mention Shang Zhen and the others, even the other soldiers in the guard company are also from the Northeast.
And there is another phenomenon, that is, most of them are quite old.
Everyone is the same, they all entered the customs around September 18th.
The reason why we say before and after is because when the September 18th Incident occurred, some of their troops were inside the customs and some were outside the customs.
Although China currently does not have a specific age limit to become a soldier, in the years before the September 18th Incident, China was only fighting civil wars, such as the Central Plains War and the Zhifeng War, and there was no need for child soldiers.
So let's do some math. On September 18th, even the younger ones were seventeen or eighteen, the older ones were in their twenties, and those like Shang Zhen, who joined the army at the age of sixteen, were It's small
Later, Shang Zhenxiang recruited few people as young as Li Qingfeng and Laobeng.
It has been another eight years since September 18th to the present Taierzhuang War, so these Northeastern Army soldiers are generally quite old now.
All of them can be called veterans, and they will not panic because of another Japanese attack.
"What are you doing? Why are you grinding bullets?" Li Qingfeng squatted beside Gu Bing and watched Gu Bing and some soldiers grinding bullets on stones.
"Don't you understand?" Gu Bing said in a conceited manner.
"I don't understand." Qingfeng Li admitted honestly.
Gu Bing smiled: "I'm telling you, a bullet like this that goes in from the front is just like a peanut. When it comes out, it has to be at least as big as an egg. It will either kill or injure you!"
"Ah?" Li Qingfeng was a little surprised. He was a late soldier and had no systematic training, so his knowledge was limited.
"I heard that you and Big Laoban are both practicing masters, why don't you give it a try?" Gu Bing teased him.
"Don't!" Li Qingfeng hurriedly shook his head, put in peanuts and came out with big eggs, he was scared just thinking about it!
And what does this have to do with whether he is a practicing jiazi?
The former Chinese trainers are also very good. I heard from my master that when there was a "Boxer" riot in BJ City, the golden bell cover and the iron cloth shirt were invulnerable. Which of the senior, second, third, and fourth sisters in the boxers was not a trainer? Family son? Can't you stand up to the foreign guns and artillery of all kinds of Japanese devils?
At this time, in other positions, Qian Chuan'er and the others were also sharpening the bullets of their rifles.
However, they glanced at another place while grinding, where Shang Zhen and Wang Lao Mao were.
It's just that the two people were carrying them behind their backs. They could neither see their expressions nor hear their voices, so naturally they couldn't guess what they were talking about.
"When you talk about this prodigal and that prodigal, it's actually him who is prodigal. Do you think Shang Zhen will discipline him?" Qian Chuan'er guessed.
There was one person on his left and another one on his left. Of course, that person was Mr. Wang who gave away all the boxes of cannons.
"I don't even dare to take advantage of Shang Zhen." Qin Chuan said disapprovingly, "Besides, it's up to him to throw away whatever he wants. From now on, we'll call him an old bastard!"
"Tch, you're just yelling from behind. When that old bastard asked you to hand over the gun, he didn't even look at you farting!" Bai Zhan disagreed.
Bai Zhan was right this time, but Qin Chuan was speechless.
Yes, these veterans also spoke ill of Mr. Wang behind his back. That is to say, when Shang Zhen first came back, they took advantage of the crowd and dared to call Mr. Wang "Old bastard" and let them scold Mr. Wang in front of him. They really don't have the guts!
"Don't you have Qin Da's ability? Why didn't you say anything? If you have the ability, go to that old bastard and point your finger at his nose and scold him. I admire you!" Bai Zhan refused to give up.
"Fuck, I don't have that ability. If only the little dustpan was here, I would definitely be able to scold that old bastard like a bastard!" Qin Chuan admitted defeat.
They can say bad things about Mr. Wang behind his back and scold him behind his back, but they really don’t have the guts to scold Mr. Wang in person, regardless of whether it’s fear or respect.
"The little dustpan is busy and has no time to care about us." Chen Hanwen sighed.
A group of soldiers were talking in a flurry of words, but so what, those box cannons were sent out after all.
"Alas." While the soldiers were chatting with each other, Qiu Bo suddenly sighed.
"Why are you sighing?" Chu Tian asked Qiu Bo.
"I just don't understand why Uncle Wang would give away all his good guns to others?" Qiu Bo said.
Yes, the soldiers really couldn't think of a reason why Mr. Wang would give his good guns to others.
At this time, Shang Zhen, who was not far away, glanced at Wang Lao Mao unhappily and said nothing. He was also sharpening the bullet.
"You little bastard, you are looking at me like that. If you have something to say, just say it. If you have a fart, just say it!" Mr. Wang felt a little frightened by Shang Zhen's glances from time to time, but he decided to take the decision on his own. After the cannon was given to Battalion Commander Han, Shang Zhen didn't say a word to him.
As a result, Wang Laomao, who also felt that he was a little unjust, finally lost his temper.
"I said, Uncle Wang, can you change your suit? If you fart every day, just do it. Even if I don't hear enough, the smell is enough." Shang Zhen replied disapprovingly, and then continued to sharpen the tip of the bullet. .
But after Shang Zhen lowered his head, he actually fell silent again, as if sharpening the tip of the bullet was such an interesting thing.
"Hey, why don't you ask me why I gave away our good gun?" Mr. Wang could only say again.
"I'm not asking. You don't have to tell me why you gave it to me. I don't want to hear it. I'm going to choke you old bastard to death -" Shang Zhen suddenly laughed. He originally wanted to scold Old Hat Wang, "Old bastard." "Baby".
But halfway through the scolding, he felt it was inappropriate. After all, he still respected Mr. Wang, who was his old platoon leader.
But he suddenly realized that half of the scolding he had done to the old bastard turned out to be even harsher than scolding the other bastard!
"Fuck, you better scold me!" Mr. Wang laughed angrily at Shang Zhen's half-cursed words.
Shang Zhen continued to laugh and sharpen the tip of the bullet. If others could not guess why Mr. Wang gave the good gun to Battalion Commander Han, how could Shang Zhen not guess it?
After snatching the cannon box from the Central Army this time, Mr. Wang was naturally very proud. Of course, that was also the pride that belonged to their entire group.
However, Shang Zhen told Mr. Wang afterwards that actually, getting so many good guns may not be a good thing.
Mr. Wang didn't understand, so he asked Shang Zhen, what do you mean? Are you afraid that a good gun will bite your hand, or are you afraid that the Central Army will come back to settle the score with us?
Shang Zhen shook his head and replied, "No," they all used twenty-ring box guns, which were too windy on the battlefield and easily attracted bullets.
Mr. Wang is a very smart person. As soon as he heard Shang Zhen’s suggestion, he immediately understood what Shang Zhen meant.
So what would the Japanese army do if on a battlefield where a fierce battle was taking place, the sound of short bursts of box artillery fire suddenly appeared from one place?
The Japanese army will definitely think that the place where the cannons are firing the most intensively is the headquarters of the Chinese army!
In fact, this is also the case. The Chinese army does not have any good weapons. From officials to soldiers, there is no one who dislikes box cannons, not to mention the twenty-ring box cannon that looks like a small machine gun?
Is there any need to say what the Japanese army will do when they discover the location of the headquarters of the Chinese army? That place will definitely become a priority for the Japanese army!
Therefore, in that kind of battlefield, although the box cannon may kill more invaders, it will also attract more violent revenge from the invaders.
So, for soldiers such as Yu Shangzhen who are accustomed to letting themselves survive first in crises, do you think using box cannons is a blessing or a curse?
Shang Zhen couldn't do anything to give away the box cannons, but he didn't expect that when he was away, Wang Laomao actually gave away ten box cannons. By the time he came back, it had become a fait accompli.
Then what's the point of him talking about Mr. Wang? So Shang Zhen could only remain silent.
If giving away those ten box cannons is a secret, at least it is currently a secret between Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao. The reason why Wang Laomao cannot tell the soldiers, and Shang Zhen will not tell either !
In the final analysis, if you really get a bargain because of these ten box cannons, then you must not be a good boy!
(End of chapter)
