War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 77: Each One's Own Eyes

Xu Chaoyang understood one thing, that is, not only good snipers are fed with bullets, but good soldiers are also fed with bullets.

Therefore, during training, even though he felt sorry for bullets, he still did not limit the amount of bullets the men could use.

But he would never allow waste.

"Qu Yong, the weapon in your hand is a Type 13 rifle, which has high accuracy and strong penetration. You just aim and rely on your feeling? What do you think our Liao Type rifle is? Then why the hell did I tell you how to aim just now!"

"Haozi, Czech bullets are not bullets, are they? I know you used the 'reloaded bullets' that Liu Da Piezi bought from outside, but they are still bullets. As long as they can fire, they can kill people!"

"Second sister, lead the others to feel it too. Each person...five bullets."

He was full of discrimination against men and women in the use of guns and bullets, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Xu Chaoyang did not have the support of the Jin-Cha-Ji Arsenal in the later period. He had to risk his life to snatch all the bullets from the devils. Now he had the bullets for the Type 13 rifle and the Pheasant Neck, but the Liao- and Czech-type bullets were in short supply. The battle at Tianwang Mountain had consumed most of their ammunition. Now the Hua machine guns were all in a nest. What else could he do? He could only save money from his teeth.

"Tong Meng..."

"The petrol bomb I told you about?"

When Tong Meng saw Xu Chaoyang walking towards him, he flung his arms and started to act like a child: "I can't!"

He was still angry about Xu Chaoyang not letting him touch the gun.

"Hey!"

"What good is it to hold a gun? You are so ignorant!" Xu Chaoyang coaxed Tong Meng like a child: "You hold a pen, how can you compare with us, a bunch of stinky soldiers? We may die any day."

Qu Yong asked for the scolding himself: "Brother, I don't like what you said."

"piss off!"

After scolding Qu Yong, Xu Chaoyang looked at Tong Meng again: "Think about it, have you ever learned this abroad? It's about using gasoline, rubber, etc. to make napalm bombs, and then burning a large area..."

"We have gasoline. Why don't you try it first?"

As he spoke, Xu Chaoyang nudged Tong Meng with his shoulder, causing the boy to chuckle from his tense face, thus avoiding the issue of not being allowed to touch the gun.

"Captain, don't let your imagination run wild. Yes, napalm bombs are not difficult to make, but where can I get rubber? Without rubber, napalm bombs will lack viscosity and have no lethality. Besides, even if I make it for you, what can you use to fire it? You can't use a gasoline barrel to explode, right? If it shatters, won't you burn your own people?"

This time it was Xu Chaoyang's turn to worry.

The napalm bombs he knew about were loaded onto airplanes and dropped from the sky like a bombing...

"More importantly, Captain, where are you going to get the coagulant?"

It's no wonder that Tong Meng came back from abroad, as he knew that napalm bombs required coagulants. Even though Xu Chaoyang, a rough guy, knew the historical process and had been to the Military Museum, he didn't even think of adding coagulants.

"We have rubber. Do you remember that we took the four tires and a spare tire off the enemy's car? Together with the tires on the car we drove away, there are a total of ten tires for you to use..."

"But this coagulant..."

"What? I still have to extract rubber from tires!" Tong Meng wanted to get angry: "Company commander, you are tiring this silly boy!" The conversation between Xu Chaoyang and Tong Meng fell into silence, and neither of them spoke.

Xu Chaoyang wanted to make the napalm bomb, which only appeared nearly ten years later, into a powerful weapon in his hands. He also had a talent like Tong Meng who was proficient in chemistry. However, due to the lack of airplanes and coagulants, his progress came to a standstill again.

Xu Chaoyang held a 6.5 bullet in his hand and used a dagger to draw a very regular cross on the bullet head. He then put the engraved bullets into the same ammunition box separately. This was the "close combat" bullet he prepared for future battles. The accuracy of this bullet would decrease after being engraved, but the lethality would be greatly improved. Although it might not achieve the effect of a dum-dum bullet, it could cause a huge roll after hitting the human body, turning a hole after hitting the human body into a hole when passing through the human body.

"Old Xu!"

Chang Zhan came staggering over in the mountains with his hands behind his back and a pipe in his mouth.

He walked slowly closer, and when he reached Xu Chaoyang, his eyes immediately widened!

Pheasant neck, Czech type, Type 13 rifle, Liao type ... Chang Zhan was dumbfounded. There were also Japanese melon grenades, imitation Soviet grenades, these things, these...

"Did you really kill a Japanese squad in Tianwang Mountain?" Only at this time did Chang Zhan believe what Xu Chaoyang said.

Xu Chaoyang didn't even respond, and continued to carve words on the bullets in his hand.

The dum-dum bullet was banned by the Hague Convention of 1899, but there are many things banned internationally. Can Xu Chaoyang still listen to them?
What humanitarianism, what good intentions, these are all excuses used on humans. Are the Japanese human beings?
Even if they are human beings, Xu Chaoyang is willing to be the eternal sinner!

"What's up?" When Chang Zhan squatted beside Xu Chaoyang with a puzzled look, he opened his mouth to ask. While speaking, he took out a box of cigarettes with Japanese words and a picture of a Japanese kimono girl from his big pocket: "Want to have a puff? Change the taste."

Xu Chaoyang knocked on the cigarette box, shaking out two cigarettes without sponge on the butts, and handed them over.

"Japanese stuff?" Chang Zhan took out one and put it to his nose, smelling it with enjoyment.

Xu Chaoyang said half-seriously, "The American la (second tone) throat."

In a calm state, he revealed the word "crazy" and showed off in an invisible way.

"Fuck." Chang Zhan cursed, without any courtesy, he replaced the old man's cigarette with a Japanese one, lit it up and said, "Look at how you want to beat me."

Xu Chaoyang also had a cigarette for himself, and said while holding the cigarette in his mouth and carving the bullet: "I told you when I came here, but you didn't believe it at that time. So what can I do?"

"I treat you as my beloved friend, but you treat me as a traitor. How can I get along with you? I have been sincere to you..." But in fact, Xu Chaoyang did nothing. But after saying these words, why did he seem so reasonable?
Chang Zhan's current position was not achieved for nothing. He neither revealed his true intentions nor paid attention to Xu Chaoyang's ridicule. Instead, he took Xu Chaoyang's words as a ladder and said, "Blame me."

"But in this day and age, who doesn't have to be on guard?"

"So, from now on, I will treat you as my own brother..."

"Stop, stop!" Xu Chaoyang quickly stopped Chang Zhan from saying anything else, and said with a wicked smile, "I'm scared."

Chang Zhan was stunned: "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that even if I hold an ear of corn in my hand, you will still say 'give me a bite' with a lick of your cheek."

"We are from the Northeast, we are good in every way, but we are so familiar with others, which is annoying sometimes."

The two guys with evil intentions, in the process of testing each other, built iron gates in their hearts. Just like the warlords in various places, they were unable to unite as one.

(End of this chapter)