The German-made MP40 submachine gun is an improved version of the MP38 submachine gun.
The main components of this submachine gun produced by the system are made of pressed steel sheets. The structure is simple and well-designed. No special tools are required to disassemble and combine the gun.
As good as the manufacturing process of Germany's first-line arsenal, its recoil is relatively small and it is an easy-to-control weapon.
In non-extremely cold climates, its ammunition supply reliability is very strong, and there is basically no danger of jamming.
It is very suitable for the Eighth Route Army in Shanxi Province to fight the Japanese army. In close combat, it can easily suppress enemy troops holding M1A1 carbine or M1 Garand rifle.
Not to mention the Japanese army equipped with bolt-action 38-gauge rifles, which is even more of a dimensionality reduction strike.
"Captain Li might as well try the quality of this submachine gun first." Chen Feng used a short knife to pry open the ammunition box, and a whole box of yellow-orange bullets was exposed.
"Then I'll give it a try first." Li Yunlong was not polite. After all, it was his first time working together, and he didn't fully trust Chen Feng in his heart.
After saying that, he took out the magazine, grabbed a handful of 9mm bullets and loaded them into the magazine one by one.
Chen Feng could tell from the way Li Yunlong loaded the magazine that he was an experienced gun user.
In just a moment, Li Yunlong filled a whole magazine with 32 rounds of 9mm bullets and inserted them into the submachine gun with a click.
Then he opened the safety and pulled the bolt, put the folded butt of the gun on his shoulder, pointed the muzzle at the open space, and pulled the trigger.
Ta-ta-ta...ta-ta-ta-ta-ta...ta-ta-ta...
As submachine gun bullets were fired, eggshells kept jumping out, and handfuls of mud mist bounced off the mud.
After firing a bunch of bullets, Li Yunlong looked at the submachine gun in his hand again. He looked extremely satisfied and couldn't help but praise: "What a gun!"
Chen Feng pointed to the several mule carts at the back: "The two mule carts in the front are submachine guns, and the three mule carts in the back are ammunition boxes. Each box contains 2,000 rounds of ammunition. There are 50 boxes in total. The last mule cart contains There are 50 S-type landmines made by Keysight, and they come with instructions for use. Commander Li can inspect the goods first."
Li Yunlong nodded and waved his hand like a cattail leaf fan. At that moment, a dozen soldiers took off their bayonets and inspected the ammunition boxes on each mule cart.
"no problem!"
"no problem!"
The slightly joyful voices of the soldiers sounded one after another.
Li Yunlong said with a little embarrassment: "Brother Chen Feng, our Eighth Route Army is so poor that we don't even have decent means of transportation. Look at these mules and carts..."
Mules are good animals. They eat little but are strong. They can just eat grass.
Unlike military horses, which must eat 5 kilograms of grain and feed every day to maintain physical strength.
For the Eighth Route Army, which lacked trucks and other means of transportation and often engaged in guerrilla operations, mule carts were undoubtedly the first-class logistical means of transportation.
"These mule carts will be given to your group for free." Chen Feng said without changing his expression.
Chen Feng had a deeper understanding of Li Yunlong's shamelessness.
Li Yunlong never misses any opportunity to make money.
However, keeping these mule carts was of no use to Chen Feng. Every time the system exchanged weapons and ammunition, the system would give away corresponding transportation tools.
"Thank you so much!" Li Yunlong laughed when he heard this, "By the way, where can I find you after it's done?"
"Don't worry about this. I will find Captain Li later." Chen Feng said, "Then Chen will leave first. I wish your regiment a great victory!"
"Thank you for your good wishes from Brother Chen!" Li Yunlong cupped his hands and cupped his hands: "Brother Chen, see you later!"
Chen Feng cupped his fists and raised his hands: "See you later!"
After finishing speaking, Chen Feng waved to a few people, and the people from the system followed behind him without saying a word.
It wasn't until he left the new group's position that Chen Feng stopped and opened the system panel.
The moment Li Yunlong took over the business, the system rewarded him with 20,000 merit points.
Spending 10,000 merit points can exchange for 20 tons of ammunition.
But the most important thing for Chen Feng right now is not to exchange weapons and ammunition, but how to save his life in this turbulent world.
Fortunately, the system takes good care of the host. Although it does not improve Chen Feng's military skills, it can exchange merit points for bodyguards.
Chen Feng opened the bodyguard exchange column of the system panel, and a dazzling array of characters and skills popped up.
[Yan Shuangying: 10,000 merit points are required for redemption]
[Black Widow: 10,000 points of merit are required for redemption]
[Steve: Redemption requires 10,000 merit points]
【……】
[Note: The character model produced by the system only has character abilities and does not have character thoughts. After redemption, the bodyguard will obey all instructions of the host]
Isn't this equivalent to a robot? Chen Feng understood it instantly.
Chen Feng stared at the character model of the widowed sister on the system for a long time. The front and back were curved. She was indeed a cold beauty.
He nodded with satisfaction, and then spent 20,000 merit points without hesitation to redeem Yan Shuangying and Captain America.
The space in front of him was distorted, and two figures appeared in front of Chen Feng.
"Sir, Yan Shuangying is waiting for your instructions!"
"Sir, Steve Rogers is at your command!"
Yan Shuangying was dressed in a black leather coat with a collar that covered both sides of his cheeks and a pair of black sunglasses, making him look very cold.
There are 20-shot shell guns hanging on the left and right sides, and one can tell at a glance that this is definitely a master.
Captain America, on the other hand, is a mighty 2-meter-tall man with bulging muscles on his arms, bulging chest muscles and buttocks, and a round shield on his back.
Looking at Yan Shuangying and Captain America produced by the system, Chen Feng nodded with satisfaction.
With these two peerless master bodyguards protecting me, who can beat me?
…
Cangyun Ridge, on the new regiment's position.
Looking at the MP40 submachine guns, Zhang Dabiao almost grinned: "Captain, we are rich this time!"
"Captain, we have so many traps and bullets, are we still afraid of this little devil?"
"Yes, Captain, let's use the flower trap to do something stupid!"
A group of soldiers were talking to each other, eager to immediately attack the Japanese with submachine guns.
"What are you doing?"
Li Yunlong glared and said, "Look at all of you, you are just like old haters who have never seen the world. Don't say you are my soldier, Li Yunlong, when you go out, I can't afford to disgrace this person!"
Although he scolded the soldiers, he was actually happy for a long time.
After a pause, Li Yunlong shouted loudly: "Zhang Dabiao!"
Zhang Dabiao straightened up: "Yes!"
"Did you see that slope in front of you?" Li Yunlong pointed ahead.
Zhang Dabiao looked at it and replied: "Captain, I saw it!"
Li Yunlong: "Let the engineers bury all the new mines behind the slope. Remember, don't let the Japanese see them!"
"Captain, buried them all?" Zhang Dabiao hesitated, "No one left behind?"
"Don't you need to keep the cubs at this time?" Li Yunlong snorted: "They are all buried. I guess the Japs' probing attack is about to begin. Let's make lunch for the Japs!"
"Execute the order!"
Zhang Dabiao had a wicked smile on his face, then his eyes were sharp and he straightened his body: "Yes!"
