Holding the original shares, they fought all the way to the Korean War!

Li Yunlong stood to the side.

The soldiers were all busy at work.

He had a cigarette dangling from his mouth and was grinning from ear to ear.

Zhou Tianyang walked over to him and lit a cigarette as well.

"Old Li, judging by this, we must have captured quite a lot this time."

Li Yunlong exhaled a puff of smoke.

"It's more than just a lot!"

He pointed to the wooden crates.

"We've struck it rich from this battle!"

at the same time.

Another group of soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield.

They were in groups of three, scattered at the bottom of the ditch.

Begin clearing the battlefield.

The primary task is to collect ammunition.

Each Japanese soldier carried a bullet box containing dozens of bullets.

Some have been partially filled, but most are still full.

The soldiers crouched beside the bodies, searching them one by one.

Remove the bullet boxes from the bodies and gather them together.

They picked up the guns and neatly arranged them by the roadside.

Remove the grenade from the body and carefully put it into the bag.

Not a single bullet can be dropped.

This was a death order from Li Yunlong.

In these days, bullets are more precious than gold.

Every bullet is meant to fight the Japanese; wasting even one is a crime.

The soldiers searched very thoroughly.

No corner is overlooked.

They even searched under the bodies to see if any bullets had been missed.

A soldier squatted down next to the body of a Japanese soldier and took the ammunition pouch from his waist.

Upon opening it, sixty bullets were neatly arranged inside.

He grinned and put the bullet box into the cloth bag.

Then they searched the body's pockets to see if there was anything useful.

Besides bullets, the soldiers also had to collect other supplies.

For example, the uniforms of the Japanese army.

In this era of scarcity.

Japanese military uniforms are also valuable items.

Although the size may not be right, it can be altered to fit.

Especially those wool coats, they are a treasure for keeping warm in winter.

The soldiers stripped the uniforms off the Japanese soldiers' corpses one by one.

They stripped off everything they could: shirts, pants, coats, hats.

They even took the leather boots.

The stripped uniforms and boots were piled up and left to be disposed of after the war.

The body was stripped naked, leaving only a loincloth.

Then the soldiers lifted him up and threw him into a large pit at the end of the ditch.

After the battlefield is cleaned up, pour gasoline on it and burn it.

This was done for two reasons: first, to prevent the corpses from rotting and causing a plague; and second, to leave no trace.

If the Japanese army knew that a company here had been wiped out, they would definitely retaliate.

A soldier picked up a corpse and walked towards the end of the ditch.

He muttered to himself as he walked.

"Damn, this Japanese soldier is pretty heavy."

Another soldier chimed in.

"If you eat canned food every day, how can you not feel heavy?"

"We'll have canned food to eat from now on."

"Hahaha……"

Several soldiers laughed.

At the bottom of the ditch, soldiers were busy cleaning up the battlefield.

Next to the truck.

The soldiers unloading the trucks were also busy.

The wooden crates were unloaded one by one and piled up by the roadside, forming a small mountain.

Zhao Wenlong squatted down next to the wooden crate and began to count the contents.

He opened a wooden box.

Inside were brand-new Type 38 rifles.

He counted them; there were ten in the box, all in perfect condition.

Then open the next box.

Still Type 38 rifles, brand new, ten in total.

Next one.

still.

Over there, several soldiers were counting the ammunition boxes.

Open a box; inside is a box of bullets, sixty rounds in total.

One box contains twenty packs, which is 1,200 rounds.

We counted them box by box and shipment by shipment.

The soldiers had never seen so many bullets before.

Back when I was in the 772nd Regiment.

Each soldier had an average of less than ten bullets, and they had to carefully calculate their usage in every battle.

Now that's good, we have so many bullets, enough to last us for a while.

A soldier picked up a handful of bullets and grinned from ear to ear.

"Damn it, I've never seen so many bullets in my life."

The other soldier smiled too.

"From now on, when fighting the Japanese, we won't have to be so careful with our shots."

"Let's fight like crazy!"

"Ha ha!"

Laughter echoed at the bottom of the ditch.

After half an hour.

The inventory work is basically complete.

Zhao Wenlong walked up to Li Yunlong and Zhou Tianyang.

His face was full of excitement, and he walked with a swagger.

"Commander Li, Commander, the inventory is complete!"

"read!"

Zhao Wenlong swallowed hard, cleared his throat, and his voice trembled.

"Type 38 rifles, brand new, 500 pieces!"

Li Yunlong's eyes widened instantly.

"Five hundred?"

"Yes, a full five hundred!"

"Fifty boxes, ten sticks per box, all brand new, never opened!"

Zhao Wenlong's voice grew louder and louder.

"In addition, there are two hundred old Type 38 rifles, which were captured from Japanese soldiers."

Li Yunlong took a deep breath.

"That's seven hundred rifles?"

"Yes! Seven hundred!"

Zhao Wenlong continued reading.

"Twenty-two thousand bullets!"

"Among them, there were 20,000 newly packaged rounds, and 2,000 rounds were found on Japanese soldiers."

"One thousand grenades!"

"Six Type 91 light machine guns, all operational!"

"Two heavy machine guns, Type 92, in good condition!"

Li Yunlong heard this.

I don't know what to say anymore.

He turned to look at Zhou Tianyang.

Zhou Tianyang's face also showed a surprised expression.

He knew there would be a lot of spoils, but he didn't expect there to be this much.

What does this mean?

This is almost all the weapons and equipment of a Japanese company, plus additional supplies.

With these things...

The assets of the new First and Second Regiments suddenly became substantial.

Putting everything else aside, just consider these seven hundred rifles.

It's enough to equip two battalions and there's still some left over.

Not to mention they also had machine guns and grenades.

Li Yunlong took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Anything else?"

Zhao Wenlong continued reading.

"Grain, five thousand catties, all rice, the kind the Japanese eat."

"Canned goods, more than sixty boxes, including canned beef, canned fish, and canned fruit."

"Medications, three boxes, mainly sulfonamides and bandages, and some painkillers."

"Other items included military uniforms, leather boots, canteens, mess kits, binoculars, compasses, and the like."

After listening, Li Yunlong looked up at the sky.

Then, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

He laughed heartily, unrestrainedly, and arrogantly.

His laughter was filled with undisguised excitement and pride.

Zhou Tianyang looked at him and couldn't help but smile.

They really did make a fortune.

The spoils of this battle.

It far exceeded their expectations.

I originally thought it would be good enough if I could capture some guns and ammunition.

Unexpectedly, they acquired all the belongings of an entire squadron.

It's practically a mobile arsenal.

With these supplies, the new First and Second Regiments were finally able to establish themselves.

For the time being, we no longer need to worry about guns and ammunition.

We can confidently recruit and expand our ranks.

We can fight bigger battles and eliminate more Japanese soldiers.

After Li Yunlong finished laughing, he turned around and looked at Zhou Tianyang.

"Zhou Xiaogui, tell me, was this battle worth it?"

Zhou Tianyang nodded.

"value."

Li Yunlong then looked at Zhao Wenlong.

"Zhao Wenlong, tell me, aren't we rich?"

Zhao Wenlong grinned.

"We've struck it rich!"

"We've struck it rich!"

Li Yunlong waved his hand.

"Continue counting, and remember each item clearly!"

"Move everything to the open space by the roadside, and we'll divide it up later."

"yes!"

Zhao Wenlong turned around and ran back to continue leading his men to count the supplies.

Li Yunlong stood still.

Looking at the wooden crates piled up like a small mountain, I felt incredibly happy.

He took out his cigarette case, pulled out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, struck a match, lit it, and took a deep drag.

"Zhou Xiaogui".

He suddenly spoke.

Zhou Tianyang looked at him.

"What do you think the brigade commander's expression would be if he knew we fought such a big battle and captured so much stuff?"

Zhou Tianyang thought for a moment, then a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"The brigade commander will definitely say, 'Li Yunlong, congratulations on making your fortune.'"

Li Yunlong laughed heartily.

"Yes, that's definitely what the brigade commander said!"

He took a drag of his cigarette and said again.

"However, I'm not going to hand all of these over."

"This is something we risked our lives for, so we should use it ourselves first."

Zhou Tianyang nodded.

"Of course."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

At the bottom of the ditch, the soldiers were still busy.

The inventory is being taken stock of, and the battlefield is being cleaned up.

Everyone had a smile on their face and worked with extra energy.

After such a great victory and so much spoils, who wouldn't be happy?

Zhao Wenlong squatted down next to the pile of supplies, quickly taking inventory.

The smile on his lips grew wider and wider.

This battle was absolutely worth it!