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Chapter 239, Team Configuration
Nerd Sun obviously didn't believe it. Guns are a good thing, and he only hates having too few in his hand, so how can there be too many.

One person holds two guns, isn't he right now?

Carrying an old sleeve behind his back, holding a bobo sand in his hand, Meidi is very beautiful.

Wang Xikui took out the Sanba Dagai and Bobosha respectively from the wooden box.

Add one hundred rounds of bullets and two grenades, and there are twelve or thirteen kilograms.

Do you still have other things?The weight of these things alone can crush you to death.

In war, if you chase, you cannot catch up with the enemy, and if you run, you cannot outrun the enemy either.How many lives do you think you have? "

The 20 of them were all selected from the veterans of the New Second Regiment.

Consultant Yuan equipped them with submachine guns, and they were reluctant to give up their original weapons, so they asked the same question.

Wang Xikui used his answer to teach the thin young man in front of him a lesson not to be too greedy.

Sun Naizi nodded thoughtfully. He didn't think it was heavy at first, but he thought of carrying two guns on his back and walking dozens of miles of mountain roads to fight devils.

Suddenly it feels heavy.

Is the team still recruiting?No, I gave the old sleeve to the new guy, and got it with a submachine gun.

Bobosha, like a woman's name, after all, the gun is quite strong, and you can be a machine gunner after you learn it.

When we arrived at the county brigade, there were five people, six people and one team.

"Squad leader, can you teach me how to shoot a submachine gun?"

Wang Xikui nodded: "Of course it's no problem. It was originally meant to teach you, and all the fighters in your district team have the opportunity to learn."

"Captain, look what's wrong with the gun. It was bumped on the road, isn't it broken?" Monk Wei walked over with a wave of sand.

He can only use this gun, not repair it.

Among the team, Wang Xikui was the fastest learner, able to take apart the gun and put it back together again.

"Small problem, you need to use tools." Wang Xikui saw it at a glance, and asked Monk Wei to get the tools for repairing the gun.

Nerd Sun looked around, the room was already full of ammunition boxes.The brand-new Bobosha is disassembled in the corner, and a row of more than a dozen is very dazzling.

He stared blankly: "Squad leader, do you all use this kind of submachine gun?"

With his knowledge, it is hard to imagine a team all fighting with machine guns.That was too extravagant.

Wang Xikui fiddled with the Bobosha in his hand, and replied without raising his head: "Of course not, each of the people in our team has a division of labor, so only people use submachine guns!"

And only?
Fifteen people use fifteen machine guns, and Sun Wuzi's head is swollen. He is worthy of being a member of the main force. What a luxury!

At this time, the status of the main force regiment was infinitely elevated in his mind, and he wished he could immediately sharpen his head and become a soldier of the main force regiment.

It wasn't until later, when he learned more, that he suddenly understood that not any main force could be so rich.

At present, there is only one New Second Regiment in the Eighth Route Army who can do this.

Fifteen people use submachine guns, so what weapons will the remaining five use?
Is it more powerful than a submachine gun?

Monk Wei, who brought the tools for maintenance, was amused when he heard his question: "I'm kind of dumbfounded, you kid is even dumber than me.

There is nothing great or not, it depends on who uses it.

With a big cover in your hand, you can't even hit a devil's hair.In the hands of Captain Wang, thirty devils were killed in one battle. "

In the team, two sharpshooters used to cover, and one was Wang Xikui.

His lethality with a rifle is more powerful than many people with a submachine gun.

Nerd Sun didn't think they would lie to him, but it was too powerful to kill thirty devils by himself.

Doesn't it mean that their district team is just a dish in the eyes of others.

Thinking of this, he looked at Wang Xikui with even more respect.

"The past is the past. Killing the enemy will always see the next battle. Don't be arrogant and contemptuous of the enemy. A proud soldier will be defeated."

Wang Xikui took the tools and disassembled the firearm, with a calm expression, neither happy nor worried, as if it was not his record.

Monk Wei didn't take it seriously in his heart, and he still agreed on the surface, what Wang Dui said was right.

The district team didn't kill a few enemies, and Sun Dazi had nothing to be proud of, let alone comprehend.

He asked again: "Squad leader, what are the other three people using? Is there any secret weapon?"

"It's not a secret weapon, it's the Type infantry artillery. Didn't you see it?" Monk Wei pointed to something under the thatch not far away. "

Nerd Sun shook his head.

It can only be said that the Type infantry artillery is too inconspicuous, it is simply a short little guy, and several ammunition boxes can be covered by falling together.

"I'll take you to have a look."

Monk Wei has been with Yuan Lang for a long time, and he has also acquired some bad habits, like showing off.

In the regiment, the eyes of the soldiers were so high that he had no chance to show off.

Come to a small place, show off to the ignorant militia, and enjoy the admiration.

As soon as the thatch was lifted, a shiny -type infantry gun was displayed in front of my eyes.

Seeing that Sun Dazi was indifferent, Monk Wei thought he was ignorant, so he introduced it to him: "The -type infantry gun is a good thing, but you can't take down that little devil's gun tower, and the frame will collapse after two guns.

Guaranteed to scare the little devil, and the second devil will cry for his father and mother.How about it, haven't seen it before!Do you want to get acquainted? "

"what!"

Only then did Sun Nerve come back to his senses, and the moment he saw the cannon again, he was already stunned.

The Type infantry artillery is nothing to the soldiers of the New Second Regiment. They have already seen the more powerful American howitzers and the anti-aircraft guns that can hit aircraft.

In front of those two, the Type infantry artillery was like a child who hadn't grown up.

But for Sun Nervous, it's a dimensionality reduction attack, which has the meaning of bullying others.

Not to mention the county brigade and district squad, even the local regiments don't have the Type infantry artillery!

If you can get a -type heavy machine gun, the regiment leader should not be able to sleep.

This is a cannon!
Nerd Sun had only been bombed before, but he had never seen what a real artillery looked like.Now that it was in front of him, he was so excited that he couldn't speak fluently.

"Really, can... see?"

Monk Wei said arrogantly: "It is definitely possible, but not today.

Do you know the golden ten thousand taels when the cannon is fired?

This cannonball is very precious, and you can buy a bag of white flour, but you have to fight a devil's cannonball anyway. "

Sun Nervous nodded. A cannonball hits a bag of white flour. It really shouldn't be wasted.

Hit the cannon tower, that's fine!
No sooner had the Eighth Route Army's massacre passed than the little devils had revived and built gun towers one after another.

The people in the county brigade are still worrying that they can't do anything about those blockhouses. Isn't this an opportunity?

"I'll go to our captain, maybe we can hit the blockhouse today." Nerd Sun ran away in a hurry, and went to discuss with Li Bold.

Wang Xikui handed the gun to Monk Wei, "I'm not afraid to flash my tongue if I talk big. If he finds you a blockhouse, is it possible that he will really shoot?"

"Just hit it, I didn't say it's today." Monk Wei stroked his bald head, obviously not in a stable mood.

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(End of this chapter)