Duanwu did not agree to all the requests of Lao Snoring, Xu Dazhuang, and Wei Yong. Because of these submachine guns, he still wanted to keep a hundred of them to strengthen his independent regiment.
In the end, the Second Agent Company was assigned thirty German submachine guns and forty flower machine submachine guns.
The Third Company of the Special Agents is also equipped with thirty German submachine guns and forty flower machine submachine guns.
In addition, each special agent company is equipped with four light machine guns, four 60mm-caliber mortars, and several shell guns. Almost all members are equipped with automatic weapons.
The New Third Battalion of the Sichuan Army, excluding the 100 German submachine guns that were not allocated during the Dragon Boat Festival, all remaining submachine guns, shell guns, light machine guns, and mortars belong to the New Third Battalion.
Zhongzheng rifles and the New Third Battalion have also been allocated about 150 rifles. But these are not enough. Because there are still more than 200 people with bare hands!
A soldier from the Third Battalion opened the remaining weapon boxes and found that they were all brand new ones made in Hanyang.
These old barrels made in Hanyang are definitely not the same concept. They are stocks made before Zhongzheng Rifles.
The Sichuan Army said excitedly: "Made in Hanyang, made in Hanyang, look, this is the latest model made in Hanyang. They are all brand new."
"Is it is it?"
"Let me see, there can be more than three hundred of these, right? We have enough people left."
"Yes, yes, the special commissioner did not lie to us. He really gave us the best weapons."
"With these guns, what little devils are we afraid of?"
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The soldiers of the New Third Battalion are all very happy to be self-sufficient. Because these rifles are not only enough for them to equip all their men, but also have a surplus. The Sichuan Army has never had such a prosperous life in so many years.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Duanwu kicked over the box full of weapons. The weapon box fell to the ground, and all twenty guns rolled to the ground and were stained with mud.
The soldiers of the New Third Battalion were very distressed and didn't know why the regimental leader would kick such a good gun to the ground. They all looked at Duanwu in confusion, their eyes full of surprise.
"Hehehe!"
Duanwu laughed strangely, making the person who laughed feel hairy. But at this moment, Duanwu raised his voice again and said: "I said that I will use the best weapons for you. These rags are not for you to use!"
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The soldiers of the new third battalion stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
The officers who came to replenish the troops were all speechless, and every one of them had the urge to vomit blood.
He thought to himself: You don’t want the brand new ones made in Hanyang, so what else do you want? At this time, the old sleeves are just precious lumps. But the brand new ones made in Hanyang, but you treat them as tattered garbage? You are too full and full.
Is it on?
But Dragon Boat Festival didn't care about this, and even started dancing on the weapon box.
crazy!
At this time, another thought suddenly appeared in everyone's mind.
I just didn’t expect that at this moment, Duanwu said to Brigadier Sun, Brigadier Zhang and others: "Brothers, I’m really sorry, everyone was taken away by me, I’m sorry. So it’s just a small gift, even if I, Duanwu, apologize to you all.
.I hope you will put the country first, the nation first, and the party-state first. Keep up the good work! Thank you!"
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Dragon Boat Festival's repeated apology once again made Brigadier Zhang, Brigadier Sun and others speechless, thinking: This is really a madman. He actually disliked the weapons and equipment assigned by Shangfeng and gave them away after changing hands.
However, this is great news for them. If they don't take them back, it would be good to take them back with weapons and ammunition.
Moreover, thank you, right? If you don’t express your gratitude at this time, what are you waiting for?
"Thank you, commissioner!"
"You have really solved our urgent need."
"Special Commissioner, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness!"
"Thank you, thank you, my grandson will bow to you!"
"The special commissioner is selfless and provides help in times of need. He is a role model for us!"
"Learn from Comrade Commissioner!..."
"Salute to Comrade Commissioner!..."
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These officers were like bandits. After flattering themselves, they led the guards to grab the guns. Don't worry about taking them with them or not, just grab them first.
Brigadier Sun was the worst offender and even took away two boxes of grenades from Dragon Boat Festival.
Duanwu saw it, but did not stop it because it was obvious that the troops in these places were crazy.
At this time, Wei Yong stepped forward and said: "Commander, these guns have been given to others. What should we do with the brothers who don't have guns?"
Duan Wuhaohao said with a silly smile: "What should I do if I don't have a gun?"
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Wei Yong was speechless and thought to himself: I'm asking you!
But unexpectedly, Dragon Boat Festival suddenly jumped onto the ammunition box again. Like a speaker, he opened his arms and made a voice like God:
"Brothers, don't worry about weapons and ammunition. I said I will give you the best weapons.
Hanyang Zao was given away by me because he was not good enough. So what do you use it for?"
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The soldiers of the third battalion were speechless again, thinking: What are you asking us? Who should we ask? We now feel that you are like a madman, like a lunatic! Can we return the goods to such a commander?
But when he saw a group of dull soldiers from the Third Battalion, Duanwu laughed loudly and said: "Of course, you can use whatever the devils use!"
Outside Changshu, I annihilated Xiaogui's 38th Regiment.
Remember, it was a total annihilation. More than 2,300 rifles were seized. Various machine guns and heavy machine guns, more than 200. There were no grenades to count, and I don’t know how many bullets there were. So only more than 300 guns,
In our independent group, that’s bullshit, hahaha!”
"To wipe out a Japanese regiment?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"How many troops can a regiment have? To wipe out a Japanese regiment?"
"This requires at least two divisions, to three divisions, right?"
"Grandma, you're not bragging, are you?"
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Before Dragon Boat Festival finished speaking, everyone present was shocked. To completely wipe out a regiment of the Japanese army would be just like the legend.
Under such a fierce Japanese attack, the Chinese army could only defend and did not dare to take the initiative.
But even so, the casualties of the Chinese army were still very high. In many places, there was a shortage of troops. But in the Dragon Boat Festival, it was so easy and a Japanese regiment was wiped out. This is simply incredible.
Some people even thought that Duanwu was lying, especially Brigadier Zhang.
Brigadier Zhang asked: "Commissioner, may I ask, the 38th Regiment you annihilated was the Japanese army. How many people did they have in total? How many people did you use? Two divisions, three divisions, or four?
Division? Such a large-scale battle should not be under your command, right?
If you could command, I believe you would not come to this camp to recruit soldiers. Instead, you should be sitting in the military headquarters now."
Brigadier Sun nodded aside. Because Brigadier Zhang was right, commanding two divisions and above is impossible if you are not in the military headquarters. This is because it requires the coordination of multiple divisions.
So at this time, even Wei Yong, Lao Shou, and Xu Dazhuang were looking at Dragon Boat Festival with questioning eyes.
Duanwu spread his hands helplessly and said: "You may not believe it when I tell you. I only used one division's troops to pull out a tooth from the tiger's mouth of the 30th Brigade and annihilated more than 3,500 Japanese troops. Using all the troops,
No more than five thousand people. Hahaha! If I use it, there won’t even be one division, hahaha!..."
"mmp!"
At this time, everyone only had this idea.
But I didn't expect that at this moment, Duanwu, who was laughing loudly, suddenly stopped laughing and lost his smile. He ordered: "Okay, brothers, eat. After eating, I will take you away."
The sudden change in expression made everyone present feel as if their hearts had stopped. At this time, they only had one thought in their minds, that is, the young officer had gone crazy during this war.
They didn't know the consequences of following such a commander, but they could only obey the orders mechanically. Because they had already boarded the pirate ship, it would be difficult to get off.
They can only pray in their hearts that their group will not go crazy too completely. Otherwise, they really can't imagine the consequences.
Unexpectedly, just as Lao Shou and Xu Dazhuang were discussing countermeasures, Duan Wu sat down between the two of them.
Just as Lao Shou and Xu Dazhuang were about to stand up, Duanwu put his arms around their necks and forced them to sit down.
Duanwu looked at Lao Shou and said in a chatting tone with a friend: "When I was at Sihang Warehouse, I had an old brother, also named Lao Shou.
He is just like you. He is tired of the war. He wanted to escape before, but I left him behind.
I said, there are a lot of good things in Sihang Warehouse. If we move them all back home, they will be enough for us to eat for half our lives.
Lao Shou told me: It's too dangerous. The Japanese are about to attack. The main troops have withdrawn. If we stay here, we can only wait to die.
I said: There is nothing to be afraid of little Japs. Once all the troops have withdrawn, we can carry our things home.
So I pulled troops everywhere. Deserters, prisoners, local defeated troops, the secret service company of the 87th Division, and the first battalion of the 524th Regiment of the 88th Division were all brought here by me.
We fought in Sihang Warehouse for four days and four nights. At first, we fought and fought against the Japanese for the few things in Sihang Warehouse.
But when the fight comes to an end, all that's left is hatred.
Few of the brothers who followed me are still alive today. They all died in Sihang Warehouse."
Speaking of this, Duanwu looked at the indifferent Lao Shou and Xu Dazhuang, and then continued: "The reason why I have said so much to you is that I think you are all smart people. You know what we will face next
What kind of battle.
Maybe you are all ready. Or maybe you are still wondering whether that young boy will be able to fulfill his promise!
But I can tell you that I never owed any money to my brothers during the Dragon Boat Festival. I didn’t miss a penny from that old snoring, or the settlement expenses of those brothers who died in the war. The same goes for you.
You will always remember my words, whether you are alive or dead. I will not owe you any money during the Dragon Boat Festival.
And I have only one purpose, which is to kill the Japanese! Well, that’s all.”
After that, Duanwu got up and left.
Lao Shou and Xu Dazhuang didn't speak for a long time.
But in the end, Xu Dazhuang couldn't hold himself back and asked: "Brother, what does he mean?"
"Crazy, he is crazy!"
Lao Snoring showed a simple and honest smile.
Xu Dazhuang still didn't understand, but he looked at Lao Shou without making any sign. He could only continue to follow.
But his heart still couldn't calm down. The picture that Dragon Boat Festival painted for him kept flashing in his mind.
When a group of local troops, or even a group of people like them, ran to the headquarters of the 88th Division, they were so excited when they saw countless good things inside.
They want to bet their lives on these things and fight the devils in laughter.
Then they fell down one by one with smiles. Even at the moment of death, they were still thinking that they had hope for the rest of their lives and could live a life that only landlords and wealthy people could live.
Xu Dazhuang burst out laughing, almost exactly the same as Lao Snoring's smile.
But I don't know why, although the two of them laughed, they couldn't help but shed tears. Because they also thought of the brothers who had fought together.
Those people are different from them. They risk their lives to fight against the Japanese.
They will not fall to the ground and pretend to be dead. As long as they have a breath left, they will still fight the Japanese to the end.
The blood of their brothers dyed their clothes red, and they were like bed bugs in the blood, surviving by pretending to be dead.
Then they pushed away their comrades who fell on top of them and cursed: "You deserve it, you are so stupid."
But is that really the case?
People's hearts are full of flesh, so why are they unwilling to communicate with the recruits? Why do they always act like a boss in front of the recruits?
They want the recruits to resent them and stay away from them, because in this way, when the recruits go to die, they will not feel heartache or guilt.
They still have hearts, and their hearts are still warm.
But Dragon Boat Festival's sincere and painless words were like the fuse that ignited the fire in their hearts.
They had to admit that at this time they wanted to kill the Japanese a little bit!
Not for money, but for the hatred suppressed deep in my heart!
With tears in their eyes, they ate the military cans and biscuits placed in front of them. They ate in silence without saying a word.
The soldiers of the New Third Battalion were very surprised. Because at this time every day, the voices of the veterans were the loudest. But today, they seemed to be mute. They did not make any sound at all.
"Stop looking and hurry up and eat."
Wei Dayong reprimanded. He also looked at the silent Special Second Company and Special Third Company. Then he looked at the Dragon Boat Festival, which was gnawing biscuits like them. His heart rippled again at this time.
Just now, he was still thinking that he might have made a wrong decision by following a madman. After all, this was a matter concerning the lives of more than 700 Sichuan Army brothers in the Third Battalion.
But at this time, his idea had a new change. The young officer might not be as simple as he seemed.
He just sat next to Xu Dazhuang and Lao Shou for a while. The two veteran Youzi groups, who were usually noisy, fell silent. Some of them were even sobbing. This was something he had never seen before.
Scenes.
"Tanzuo, what kind of person are you?"
Wei Yong murmured in his heart, and his uneasy heart became even more uneasy!...