Soldiers from the Sharp Sword Squadron and the Eighth Route Army came forward, holding more than 100 submachine guns against Qian Bojun and Zhang Fugui.
The soldiers of the Jinsui Army also attacked with rifles and light machine guns, and the two sides faced off like this.
Qian Bojun's expression changed: "You..."
On the road behind, there were at least dozens of trucks speeding over, each truck loaded with a new group of soldiers armed with live ammunition.
Seeing the Eighth Route Army reinforcements arriving one after another, and looking at the Eighth Route Army cavalry on both sides who were ready to fire at any time, Qian Bojun was completely panicked.
Because he didn't know how many Eighth Route Army troops would come from behind.
Moreover, with the Eighth Route Army troops in front of us, annihilating the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment was just a snap.
"If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood." Deputy Battalion Commander Zhang Fugui was even more frightened. He looked at Qian Bojun and whispered, "Batalion Commander, tell the brothers to put down their guns."
Qian Bojun nodded. Under the current situation, the Eighth Route Army could only disarm first, and then the superiors would negotiate with the Eighth Route Army to get the weapons and ammunition back.
There is no need to fight to the death with the Eighth Route Army now, because there is no way to win, not even a chance of winning.
Qian Bojun shouted: "Brothers, put down your guns!"
As Qian Bojun's order was issued, the soldiers of the 1st Battalion of the 358th Regiment of the Shanxi-Sui Army threw their weapons and ammunition on the ground.
Zhang Dabiao waved his hand, and the soldiers who followed in the truck picked up all the weapons and ammunition on the ground, and took the reins of the mules from the Shanxi-Sui Army transport team.
In the original play, Chu Yunfei ordered his men to disarm Li Yunlong's troops.
Similarly, Li Yunlong also ordered to surrender the weapons of one of Chu Yunfei's battalions.
This time, Li Yunlong wanted to teach Yan Laoxi a lesson. Naturally, it couldn't be as simple as snatching back American equipment and ammunition. He had to make Yan Xishan feel physical pain so that he could remember it and not dare to continue to do small tricks behind his back.
A soldier from the New Regiment of the Eighth Route Army reached out to Qian Bojun. Qian Bojun's cheeks twitched in pain, and he reluctantly took off the three submachine guns and magazines from his body and handed them to the soldier.
Before leaving, Zhang Dabiao said to Qian Bojun: "Captain Qian, my regimental commander asked me to tell you, Commander Yan, that I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will offend them."
Seeing the Eighth Route Army not only leading the mule cart away with American equipment and ammunition, but also taking away the equipment and ammunition of the 1st Battalion of their 358th Regiment, Qian Bojun felt empty and wanted to cry without tears.
Chief Yan, Chief Yan, you said it’s not good for you to offend anyone. Why do you offend Li Yunlong?
Well, now, the American equipment I just got is gone...
(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!