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Chapter 77 The Armed Militia

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    It was lunch time at this time, and the village was filled with a seductive fragrance. Seeing Zhang Yong and the chief of staff who came to greet them, the secretary of the Boshan County Party Committee immediately stepped forward to say hello: "Captain Zhang, chief of staff, thank you all."  Dress up for our local troops.  "

    Zhang Yong laughed: "This is all as it should be. When we broke through from Jiaodong and moved here more than a month ago, it was all thanks to you. You provided food and helped take care of the wounded.  Is Nishiimura standing still? I just wanted to thank you very much.  '

    The secretary of the county party committee quickly waved his hand: "We are all one family, these are what we should do,"

    The chief of staff said: "Since we are a family, no one should be polite in the future."

    The secretary of the county party committee and Zhang Yong laughed when they heard the words.

    "Captain Zhang, Chief of Staff, let me introduce you." The secretary of the county party committee pointed to the militia commanders and said, "This is Comrade Wang Wu, the captain of the Boshan County Brigade, and this is Xu Aihua, the captain of the Zibo Guerrilla Brigade.  Comrade. This is These comrades have rich combat experience. Under their command, the militia troops in our Zibo area smashed railways, bombed bridges, and attacked the transport team of the little devil.  It's a headache."

    Zhang Yong exclaimed: "Good job, I didn't expect the comrades in your local army to be so capable of fighting."

    "Captain Zhang praised you. How can we compare with your main force in fighting devils? You are the ones who really give little devils a headache." Wang Wu said politely.

    "Let me tell you, whether it's the main force or the local militia, as long as they can fight devils, they are all good." The secretary of the county party committee is very experienced, and he praised both sides as soon as he opened his mouth.  .

    "Yes!" The chief of staff excused: "Comrades have worked hard on the journey, let's have some food first, I guarantee that the big guys have never eaten."

    After driving the mountain road for dozens of miles, the big guys were indeed a little hungry, and the smell was so fragrant, it immediately hooked their greedy worms, but the captains still thought about those weapons in their hearts, so they held back  Said: "Let's change clothes first."

    Zhang Yong didn't force it, and after hearing the words, he led them to the threshing ground in the village, pointed to the 38-style, crooked handles, and ammunition boxes all over the floor and said: "These are all for you, your equipment is too poor  Now, it¡¯s time for a change.¡±

    The chief of staff said: "Yes, the militia is also a soldier. How can you fight devils without good weapons? There are more than 200 38-style guns, 8 crooked handles, and 8 mortars. There are more than 300 new rifles and 50 boxes.  The mines are also for you, as for bullets and grenades, you can carry as many as you can."

    Several militia captains glanced at each other, with joyful expressions on their faces. The pie that fell from the sky was really too big. Their weapons were very simple before, most of them were old sleeves and made in Hanyang.  The militiamen are still using earthen guns. If they have a battered shell gun, they should steal it. They also seized a lot of Type 38, but they all have to be handed over. There is no way to do it. The main force of the Eighth Route Army does not have enough guns. How can they take turns?  to them.

    "Captain Zhang, are these weapons for us? You're not kidding." Xu Aihua said in surprise.

    "What is there to joke about? I said I will change your outfits, so I will change your outfits. The weapons are there, and you can just take them away. And not only you, but all the battalions of the second detachment will hand over the weapons to Fangqu  The local troops within." Zhang Yong said with a smile.

    "Captain Zhang, is something wrong? Could it be that the troops will be transferred again?" A militia commander asked anxiously.

    The militiamen nodded secretly when they heard the words. This is exactly what they were worried about. If the second detachment gave them their weapons and was making a strategic shift, it would be a big deal. The militia is a militia. No matter how good the weapons are, they cannot resist the wolf  Little devil like a tiger.

    Seeing this, the chief of staff had no choice but to tell the truth: "You think too much, let me tell you the truth, we just got a batch of advanced weapons, which is enough to replace the entire detachment, so the old weapons and some new guns that have been eliminated will be given to you.  you guys."

    Thinking of the equipment they saw on the soldiers when they first entered the village, the militiamen felt relieved and murmured, "That equipment is better than the little devils. Naturally, these old weapons don't look good to them."

    Having said that, they couldn't wait to look at those 38-style and crooked handles on the ground. The second detachment didn't like it, but it didn't mean they didn't like it.  The little devils are nothing more than holding such equipment. Now they have not only realized the all-day weapon, but also equipped with those new guns that are not small at first glance.

    Following the orders of several captains, the militiamen rushed over with a whimper, and began to grab equipment one after another.  A militiaman rushing to the leader took a large bundle ofThe eighth style hugged it in his arms, and picked up two akms that were not enough.  Others followed suit, putting bundles of rifles on their shoulders one after another.

    "This gang is so messy. See how I can clean you up." Seeing his militiamen make a fool of himself in front of Zhang Yong and the chief of staff, Wang Wu couldn't hold back his face anymore. He walked over with a straight face, and then quickly picked up his fist  Crooked, and shouted in his mouth: "Damn it, don't just use the 38-style, you should get more new guns, and the bullets are more resistant. Just have a gun, you are a fart."

    The militiamen of the county brigade rushed to the grenades and pried open the box desperately. Each person loaded at least 7 or 8 grenades, and the whole person looked fatter. A few strong militiamen directly became grenades.  The boxes were carried on the shoulders, at least three boxes were carried.

    When Xu Aihua saw that Wang Wu was grabbing things by himself, he couldn't stand still, but even if he went up at this moment, he couldn't grab anything. He turned his eyes and asked Zhang Yong: "Captain Zhang, where are the bullets and grenades?  Do you really want to take as much as you want?"

    Zhang Yong said proudly: "Then, as long as you can resist, you can take whatever you want." Then he shouted into the distance: "Quarterman, bring some more grenades."

    Hearing the words, the quartermaster immediately drove the bullock cart to bring several carts of grenades. Xu Aihua was not polite. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen militiamen rushed forward and removed all the grenades on the cart.  Grabbing New Year's goods is scary, if the quartermaster didn't stop them, the ox carts would have to be driven away by them.

    Zhang Yong watched them move with a smile. These are the old foundations that the second team has accumulated for many years, and half of them are the 67-type grenades bought by Li Hui.  to kill devils.

    The chief of staff was completing the task entrusted to him by Zhang Yong. He pulled the secretary of the county party committee to the ground and whispered: "Secretary, our third battalion has just been rebuilt. They broke out from the devil's encirclement.  The loss is not small, see if you can find a way to help us replenish the source of troops."

    The secretary of the county party committee patted his chest and said: "It's nothing to worry about. I will pick people from various militia brigades when I go back. Within three days, I will definitely send you 300 young men who are the best."

    The chief of staff can certainly trust the guarantee of the secretary of the county party committee, and immediately said: "The calibers of the bullets of those new guns are all specially made. You can ask them to come back to pick them up after they finish shooting."

    The secretary of the county party committee quickly thanked Zhang Yong and the chief of staff, and the two chatted for a while.

    "Let's go after dinner. The cooking team has already prepared your meal. I guarantee that you have never eaten it." The chief of staff still wanted to keep everyone for dinner.

    However, several captains politely refused, and they were rushing to share the loot to share things.  The random looting just now caused the distribution of weapons to be extremely uneven, especially Xu Aihua's hotpot, so that the two brigades didn't even see the appearance of a grenade.  Redistribute.

    Seeing the militiamen hurriedly leaving the village, the chief of staff said with some distress: "It's over, I deliberately ordered the cooking team to order 300 packs of instant noodles. I originally wanted the comrades from the local area to try something new, but this is nothing.  It¡¯s so delicious, why don¡¯t they take a bite before leaving.¡±

    Zhang Yong smiled when he heard the words: "If they don't eat it, let's eat it. It can be regarded as improving the food for the soldiers. The instant noodles are really delicious. Not only the noodles are strong, but also diced meat and vegetables. The soup is also delicious. No, I have to go quickly."  Eat a bowl." Saying that, Zhang Yong left the chief of staff and ran to the cooking class.

    "Oh, I'm hungry after you say that. Hey, wait for me!"

    The two of them are like children, chasing each other to eat instant noodles.

    Here, Li Hui's teaching has also come to an end. After spending several hours, he finally taught the group of civilian cadres how to operate and launch the Qianwei-1 individual shoulder-launched air defense missile.

    Although they didn't really believe that such a tube, a small shell could easily shoot down a fighter plane, but the safety of a large amount of weapons and equipment was on them, and they couldn't tolerate them being sloppy.  Every word, every sentence, every movement that Hui said was firmly remembered.

    Li Hui divided everyone into ten groups, and each group was responsible for controlling an avant-garde individual air defense missile.  They were scattered around again, monitoring the movement in the sky in three shifts, as soon as a plane appeared, they would shoot it down. Anyway, there would be no Chinese planes in Shandong, so just shoot them, you can't miss it.

    I have to say that this air defense mode is too backward and inefficient.  Fortunately, this is the World War II period when the fastest fighter plane was only more than 600 kilometers per hour. So many people were staring at the sky vigilantly.  The dry Li Hui made up his mind: "Next time, we must get a radar." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)With a dry throat, Li Hui made up his mind: "Next time, we must get a radar." (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com
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