Half an hour later, Zhao Fugui, who got the news, saw his father. At this time, his father was still sitting paralyzed on the ground, unable to move. He was frightened. Not far away, the dead body of Er Shou He had already been carried away, but the blood was still flowing on the ground. When he saw his son, Zhao Jinyin burst into tears.
"Son, your father was almost killed by the guerrillas." Zhao Jinyin cried: "Your father just went to ask for a bucket of paint, and he was already targeted by the guerrillas. In this alley, two Smelly was killed, and your father was also threatened by them."
Putting aside the previous things, as far as the present is concerned, he is already inextricably linked with the guerrillas, and the matter of the second smell alone cannot be explained.
Of course, Zhao Jinyin will never talk about what happened last time. After all, the story has already been turned, so let's talk about it from now on.
"A bucket of paint?" Zhao Fugui was a little strange: "Why do the guerrillas need paint?"
Yes, what do guerrillas want to paint? Zhao Jinyin was terrified at the time, and only saw that the other party snatched the paint that Erchou was carrying, but he didn't think what the guerrillas wanted those things for.
"They also asked me for phosphorous fire, and they asked for it to be sent to Lvjiao Mountain in two days." Zhao Jinyin said: "If it is not delivered, they will kill our whole family. They will kill your father."
Phosphorus fire? When he heard this word, Zhao Fugui suddenly thought of something: "Father, this matter is very important, you follow me to the headquarters and report to Taijun Yamamoto."
"Taijun Yamamoto? Isn't it Taijun Kato?"
"Recently, there came a Yamamoto Taisun, who is even bigger than Kato Taisun. He came to help and destroy the guerrillas." Zhao Fugui said, "Father, don't worry, these princes are very capable. The guerrillas , it won¡¯t last for a few days.¡±
"Yaoxi, mine, I understand." Kazuki Yamamoto reacted immediately after listening to the crying narration of the old man Zhao Jinyin.
"Valley water contains a raw material called lac. This lac is secreted by a natural lac insect. It has excellent performance and is even used by the imperial army."
Is the imperial army also using it?
"Taijun, what are you using it for?" Zhao Fugui asked boldly.
"Used to make bullets." Kazuki Yamamoto said: "There is also phosphorus fire, which is not stable and easy to catch fire after friction, but if it is well preserved, it can still be used as a primer for bullets. Phosphorus fire is used as a primer. The shellac is brushed on the outside, which can form the simplest flash cap, guerrillas, this is to make their own bullets!"
Making bullets is both easy and difficult to say. The warheads of bullets can be cast with lead, and tinsmiths have them in their hands. Old bullet casings and black powder for propellant are all available.
However, this primer is not so easy to obtain.
At that time, because there was no primer, the first muskets were twisted. Then, with the flintlock gun, it was a huge improvement, but when it rained, this thing still couldn¡¯t be used.
It was not until the development of modern industry that several kinds of qualified bullet primers appeared. At first, thunder mercury was used, which was actually a small detonator. Later, mercury-free potassium hypochlorite was used, etc., and then lead stephenate was used. etc.
In short, none of these things can be made by guerrillas. They can only use the most primitive way to make bullets. These two things must be used to make bullets.
"This time, I have gained a lot. It is very likely that there is an arsenal of the Eighth Route Army here." Kazuki Yamamoto said: "Zhao Fugui, you have made a contribution this time!"
He originally didn't intend to come here to wipe out the guerrillas. After all, the guerrillas, a seemingly insignificant force, are not worth dispatching an army like him that has undergone special special training and mainly looks for the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army.
This is simply killing a chicken with a bull's knife.
But now, the other party wants these things to make bullets, that is to say, there is a military factory nearby!
If it is said that the guerrillas can also make their own bullets, Kazuki Yamamoto absolutely does not believe it. The bullets must be made by the Eighth Route Army, that is to say, there is an arsenal of the Eighth Route Army nearby!
Destroying the arsenal of the Eighth Route Army is also Kazuki Yamamoto's goal!
"Taijun, we are willing to follow Taijun, destroy the guerrillas, and destroy the military factories of the Eighth Route Army. The Eighth Route Army has a sworn feud with us!" Zhao Fugui hurried up to offer his hospitality.
After all, the prince who came this time looks so powerful that he is definitely not comparable to the people under Kato Taro. Following such a prince will definitely win the battle.
&"No, you don't need to dispatch, let's see our performance, guerrillas, arsenal, let you all disappear!" Kazuki Yamamoto clenched his fist.
He never regarded the enemy in front of him as an enemy. However, since it was the first battle after returning to China after training, it was still a good record to destroy an arsenal.
His ambition is rewarded.
At this time, when the little devils were discussing the battle plan, Qin Baoshan pushed the trolley, took Gao Lili, and walked on the way back.
And behind the two of them, there was a reluctant Liu Daquan.
"You guys are pushing you to the top!" Liu Daquan was still muttering as he walked, "I'm not interested in the doctrine you promote. I'm just an ordinary person, and I just want to live my own life."
"Boss Liu, you are wrong to blame us." Qin Baoshan said: "We killed a puppet soldier and frightened Zhao Jinyin. This is to vent your anger on you. Let's go out now to avoid the limelight. If you feel bad, You can go back now."
"To vent my anger? You are not because of my barrel of shellac." Looking at the barrel of shellac hanging on the trolley, Liu Daquan was a little annoyed, all of them were harmed by this barrel of shellac!
They snatched shellac and frightened Zhao Jinyin, and they would definitely hurt themselves in the end. In Anping County, this kind of thing happened a lot, so, after hearing what Gao Lili said when she came back, Liu Daquan could only quickly pack up his belongings and run away.
Otherwise, he is estimated to be in the prison in Anping County now. What does being tortured have to do with the guerrillas?
He is not pedantic. At such a time, he can only escape quickly, but once he escapes, he will no longer be able to clear his identity, and he will definitely be considered to have links with the guerrillas.
This is simply an unwarranted disaster.
"This lac was not given to me by you, but by my own ability." Qin Baoshan said to Liu Daquan: "Bringing you out is also helping you. How can there be a Liangshan hero for your complaints along the way?" courage."
"You!" Liu Daquan was very angry. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com