Anti-Japanese War: I have unlimited assistance

Chapter 2 The handsome man is ecstatic!
"These two guns belong to our Second Battalion!"

"These submachine guns belong to our Third Battalion!"

"These machine guns belong to our battalion. No one is allowed to take them!"

"No, our Second Battalion needs 1 cannon and 50 submachine guns!"

"..."

The three battalion commanders rushed to the mule carts with their soldiers and hurriedly moved the weapon boxes and ammunition boxes to their respective camps.

It was as chaotic as a vegetable market, and there was even a scramble for weapons and ammunition.

Machine guns and submachine guns were fine, as there were enough of them, but there were only two infantry guns, and these two infantry guns were the main targets of the three battalion commanders' looting.

The three battalion commanders were arguing over the two infantry guns, their faces red and ears flaming, almost ready to fight.

Seeing this, Li Yunlong walked over quickly.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Damn it, is this outrageous?"

"Put them all down. I'm letting you check the equipment. I'm not asking you to steal it."

"Don't tell anyone you're Li Yunlong's subordinate when you go out. I can't afford to lose this person!"

"Put your weapons and ammunition back!"

Li Yunlong's loud voice rang out, and the three battalion commanders immediately became depressed. The soldiers also hurriedly put the ammunition boxes and weapons and ammunition back to their original places.

In fact, it’s not the fault of the battalion commander and the soldiers. They are all afraid of being poor.

The soldiers of the main force regiment also have light and heavy machine guns and various long and short guns, and much more ammunition than the basic regiment.

When the battalion commander and the soldiers suddenly saw so many weapons and ammunition sent by the wealthy Lin Feng, they could not control their desire for weapons and ammunition.

Li Yunlong could understand the feelings of the battalion commander and the soldiers, but necessary warnings were still needed.

Otherwise, how can we lead the team?
"What's the matter?"

"First Battalion Commander?"

"Just for these little things, you're still going to use violence against your comrades and your own comrades?"

Li Yunlong looked at the battalion commander Song Daying.

This guy was the loudest just now.

Song Daying was a big, strong man, but he didn't dare to look Li Yunlong in the eye. He lowered his head and said, "Captain, I was wrong."

"Second Battalion Commander."

Li Yunlong looked at the Second Battalion Commander again:
"From what you said, you want to give all these weapons and ammunition to your Second Battalion?"

"Captain," Second Battalion Commander Chen Ziyuan immediately declared, "If you only give us these weapons and ammunition, I will lead the Second Battalion to capture Sakata Nobutsu's head. The remaining balance will be split equally between the First and Third Battalions. I don't want a single bullet or gun!"

"Dreaming of getting married in broad daylight? What a wishful thinking!" Li Yunlong snorted coldly and criticized, "Then wouldn't each of the 200-plus soldiers in your Second Battalion have a machine gun and a submachine gun? You're a veteran Red Army soldier, haven't you completely forgotten the Three Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention?"

Chen Ziyuan lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, Captain."

"And you, Third Battalion Commander."

Li Yunlong looked at the third battalion commander Zuo Ye again:
"You're an intellectual after all, so why are you joining in the fun?"

Although the New 1st Regiment was only a basic regiment, its weapons and equipment were poor and its troops lacked training.

However, the battalion commanders under Li Yunlong are not easy to deal with.

The first battalion commander, Song Daying, was a man who dared to charge the Kuomintang cavalry with his infantry and was good at fighting fierce battles.

Second Battalion Commander Chen Ziyuan is as cunning as a fox, good at fighting clever battles and ambushes, and is a wise general.

The third battalion commander, Zuo Ye, is an intellectual who wears glasses and looks fair and gentle, but he is also a ruthless guy.

Of course, Zuo Ye's ruthlessness is good to his enemies but good to his comrades and soldiers.

"Captain, I apologize." Zuo Ye also realized his mistake. Deputy Commander Zhong Zhicheng walked over quickly with a serious expression: "This kind of thing must never happen again. We in the Eighth Route Army have discipline. All captured items are attributed to us, and all actions are carried out under command..."

Li Yunlong interrupted Zhong Zhicheng and said, "Since everyone has recognized their mistakes, let's end this matter here."

In fact, Li Yunlong was not very fond of Deputy Head of the Regiment Zhong Zhicheng.

After the reorganization of the troops, the position of political commissar had not yet been established, and the deputy regimental commander was actually the political commissar.

The fact that Zhong Zhicheng can serve as the deputy commander of the new regiment shows that he is also quite experienced.

Every time he thought of this, Li Yunlong couldn't help but get angry.

Li Yunlong looked at the weapons and ammunition, his eyes burning again: "Check the equipment."

When he took on the business just now, Li Yunlong was afraid that the other party would change a partner, so he agreed immediately without even having time to check the equipment.

"Yes!" The three battalion commanders quickly opened the weapons box and checked.

Li Yunlong also used a bayonet to pry open a weapon box and saw three submachine guns lying inside.

Bayonets were a luxury for the Eighth Route Army. The New 129st Regiment was only equipped with a few bayonets, and the entire 50th Division currently had only more than bayonets.

At present, the Eighth Route Army has far more swords and spears than bayonets.

"Is this... a magazine?" Li Yunlong looked puzzled.

In the weapon box, in addition to a submachine gun, there were also three round magazines and an instruction manual.

The magazines he had seen before were all straight or curved, and this was the first time he had seen a round magazine.

Li Yunlong picked up the round magazine and looked at it. There were no bullets inside, so he handed it to the guard Zhang Hu: "Huzi, fill it with bullets."

"Yes!" The burly Hu Zi straightened his body, took the drum and turned to walk towards the ammunition box.

Li Yunlong picked up the instruction manual and started reading it, but with his level of education, he didn't recognize some of the words in the manual.

Li Yunlong shouted, "Third Battalion Commander, come here."

Zuo Ye ran over happily, holding a Czech-style gun: "Captain, I'm here."

Li Yunlong pointed at the instruction manual and asked, "Look at this word, what do you recognize?"

"Report to the regiment commander, this word is pronounced gu." Zuo Ye glanced at the manual and reported, "This thing is called a drum magazine. It can hold 71 rounds of bullets and has a firing rate of 900 rounds per minute. You can use a 71-round drum magazine or a 35-round magazine. The specified range is 500 meters and the effective range is 200 meters."

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up. "That data sounds great! It's much better than the fancy machines we used before!"

Zuo Ye held the Czech light machine gun in his arms and said excitedly, "Captain, this Czech light machine gun is also a good thing. The various parts inside are very new. It should be a new gun that just left the factory."

Li Yunlong took a look at the Czech style on Zuo Ye's chest. The Czech style was not unfamiliar to Li Yunlong, and he was even very familiar with it. Because Li Yunlong was also an expert in using the Czech style.

Because he used the Czech style more often, Li Yunlong was more interested in the PPSh.

Li Yunlong: "Third Battalion Commander, load up the bullets and test the firepower."

Zuo Ye: “Yes!”

After a while, Zhang Hu returned to Li Yunlong and said, "Report to the regiment commander, the bullets are full."

Li Yunlong nodded, took the drum magazine, and found that it was not light, after all, it contained 71 bullets.

Without thinking too much, he loaded the drum magazine with a click, then put the butt of the gun against his shoulder, cocked the gun, turned on the safety, aimed at a dead tree stump not far away, and pulled the trigger.

“Da da da da da…”

Li Yunlong just pulled the trigger lightly, and a series of bullets poured out.

Immediately, Li Yunlong's expression lit up with joy.

This firepower...

The handsome man was ecstatic.

(End of this chapter)