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    Upon hearing Ningji Okamura, Hong Zhenhai was taken aback for a moment, then showed an expression of extreme joy, and hurriedly chased after Zhang Yong.  Who doesn't know the name of the commander of the North China Dispatch Army, is this old devil in the car?  Thinking of these little devils holding Hundred-style submachine guns, under the ambush of superior firepower, they can still cause a lot of casualties in the reconnaissance company. This kind of death-defying spirit and super combat effectiveness are really only the senior officers of the Japanese army.  Only the guards can do it.  Maybe they were so lucky that they really met the special train of Neiji Okamura.

    But the facts disappointed Zhang Yong and Hong Zhenhai. Except for the body in the carriage, which was wearing a kimono and had a handful of ribs stuck in its abdomen, the other corpses were no taller than wearing the commander¡¯s uniform. Zhang Yong said angrily:  There are no high-ranking officials, even if it is a major general of the Japanese army.  It's over, this time it's a big loss, the big fish was not caught, and dozens of casualties were paid.  The soldiers of these reconnaissance companies are treasures, how can I explain to Li Hui when I go back!  '

    It is unheard of for a regimental commander to explain to a company commander because of the casualties of his troops.

    Hong Zhenhai didn't know who Li Hui was. Seeing Zhang Yong's embarrassed expression, he thought it was the new commander of the Shandong Military Region. If he knew that Li Hui was just a company commander under Zhang Yong, his jaw would drop in shock.  Isn't it a joke that a high-level commander has to explain to a company commander because of the casualties of his own troops!

    "Judging from the way this devil is dressed, he is probably a big man, otherwise the Japanese army would not have sent such elite troops to protect him." Hong Zhenhai said, wrinkling his chin.

    He Changxing walked into the carriage and said with joy on his face: "Detachment Captain, we can catch a big fish this time. I found a lot of good things in the back carriage."

    Zhang Yong lifted his spirits: "Find the loot? Take it there and have a look!"

    Zhang Yong followed He Changxing and walked quickly to the last carriage. He saw a group of soldiers from the reconnaissance company moving things out of the carriage. Those things were all packed in wooden boxes. The boxes were quite big.  The appearance of the soldiers doesn't feel like much weight.

    He Changxing opened the box on the ground: "Look at the detachment leader, they are all antiques!"

    Zhang Yong took a closer look and found out that the box was full of hay, and when the upper layer was pulled away, a blue and white porcelain vase with exquisite patterns was revealed.

    Although Zhang Yong didn't know anything about antiques, he knew that something that could be stored so carefully by the little devil would definitely not be something cheap.  Immediately asked: "How many boxes of these things are there in total?"

    He Changxing replied: "There are all of them in the carriage. They haven't been moved yet. I guess there must be about a hundred of them. Besides these small boxes, there are also a few big ones."

    Zhang Yong said quickly: "Take me to see."

    Several people walked into the carriage, and saw that the carriage was more than 5 meters wide and more than 20 meters long, filled with large and small wooden boxes. These wooden boxes were as tall as half a person, and as small as half a meter.  There are 5 large boxes that are as tall as one person in the house. The height of the largest box is probably more than 2 meters.

    "Open this box!" He Changxing ordered, and immediately a few soldiers stepped forward, using crowbars to remove the nails on the front of the box, and carried away the wooden boards, the hay inside crackled and fell.  When it got down, the soldiers went in and pawed on it a few times, and a huge Buddha's head was exposed.

    "I thought it was a good thing. It turned out to be an ordinary Buddha statue. You must be poor and crazy. Why do you treat stones as treasures?" Zhang Yong said with some disappointment.

    Hong Zhenhai looked at the Buddha statue carefully, and said, "Don't underestimate these stones. The political commissar of our guerrilla army is an intellectual who went to middle school. I heard him say that these hundreds of years of Buddha statues are also considered antiques.  They all like it very much. The British and the French once knocked down the Buddha head from the Mogao Grottoes in Dunhuang and shipped it back. They put it on display in their national museums. A lot of people go to see it every day. I think  This Buddha statue is quite old, and the workmanship is very fine, it looks as if it is alive, it is probably a treasure that the little devil got from somewhere."

    As soon as Zhang Yong heard that it was a treasure, Zhang Yong's eyes turned green. In his opinion, this is not a stone, it is clearly a box of munitions.  A pillow was handed over. A few days ago, the old political commissar and Commander Xu were still worrying about the high consumption of ammunition and no money to replenish it. Now it's all right!  '

    Then he yelled at the soldiers: "Move all the boxes back, handle them with care, they must not be broken, these things are bullets, grenades and shells!"

    The soldiers nodded vigorously, and began to move the boxes carefully, and the guerrillas joined themranks.

    As the fire in other carriages grew bigger and bigger, the smoke became thicker and thicker. A gust of wind blew a part of the thick smoke in. In an instant, the entire carriage was shrouded in smoke, and the soldiers were choking and coughing continuously.  , but their movements didn't stop, they were still moving boxes of things out quickly.

    Zhang Yong looked at the boxes falling higher and higher outside the carriage, and said suspiciously: "What is the origin of these devils, and how can they carry so many treasures."  '

    Hong Zhenhai also said helplessly: "It's a pity that no one was caught alive, otherwise we can ask."

    "Detachment leader!" Wang Qinian ran over happily with a soldier, and handed a stack of documents to Zhang Yong: 'The identity of this group of devils has been clarified, and we are sure to have killed a big fish.  '

    Zhang Yong looked down at the document and asked: ¡®Do you understand Japanese?  '

    Wang Qinian said: "Brother Hui told me that the writing of the little devil is similar to ours, and you can get a general meaning." He pulled the soldier next to him: "He has attended private schools for a few days, and knows a lot of characters.  I let him see it just now, in this car hey, who is sitting in this car!"

    The literate soldier said, "It's a devil named Fujiwara. He is a nobleman in Japan. He seems to have something to do with the emperor. The devils in the car were all sent by Okamura Neiji to protect him. Just now I  I found the IDs of a few devils, which said the guards of the North China Expeditionary Army Command, and they should be the guards of Neiji Okamura."

    Zhang Yong asked: "Are you sure?"

    The soldier thought for a while, and then said affirmatively: "Yes, although part of this document and the kid's certificate is in Japanese, I can still understand the general meaning."

    Zhang Yong nodded, and now all the doubts were resolved. It must be a big man who can let Neiji Okamura send guards to protect him.  These things in the car are easy to explain.

    Japanese aristocrats love Chinese antiques, especially the Japanese emperor. In order to honor them, the Japanese generals sent special personnel to scrape all kinds of antiques. Gold, silver, jade, porcelain, calligraphy and paintings were shipped back in batches.  Neiji Okamura must have given him so many antiques in order to curry favor with this big shot.

    Can make Gangcun Ningci curry favor

    Zhang Yong rowed his thighs: "Damn, I didn't expect to catch a big fish this time. Take back these documents and the saber of the devil in kimono, and hand them over to the old political commissar. Maybe we can make a great contribution."

    Wang Qinian hurriedly put away the documents, and took someone to pick up the saber.

    At this time, all the wooden boxes were moved out of the train, and Zhang Yong asked people to open all the boxes. After counting, there were a total of ninety-seven boxes.  Except for the five largest boxes containing Buddha statues taller than a person, most of the rest are porcelain, and there are a few pieces of jade. Among them, a palm-sized Jade Buddha is the most eye-catching.  Carved from a whole piece of jade, the color is green and clear, without any blemishes. Coupled with the lifelike engraving, people can tell that it is not ordinary at a glance.

    Looking at the antiques all over the floor, Zhang Yong swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "It's no problem to buy tens of millions of bullets and hundreds of thousands of shells for these things. Maybe you can buy tens of thousands of rifles and hundreds of thousands of shells."  As for the cannon, it can just change the equipment of the brother troops in other regions. At that time, our Eighth Route Army will be equipped with submachine guns, automatic rifles, rocket launchers and recoilless guns.

    Hong Zhenhai's sharp-edged face suddenly showed a trace of rosiness. He looked at the Type 100 submachine gun on the ground with his eyes, and said with some embarrassment: "Since you have such good equipment now, can the weapons seized today be reserved for you?"  us.  He doesn't care about those new weapons. The Eighth Route Army and the New Fourth Army combined have hundreds of thousands of people. The main force is equipped, and there are county brigades and district squads.  When will it be.

    Zhang Yong said: "The little devil's hundred-style charge is very rubbish. Not to mention that there are always problems, and the bullets often jam. You are all fighting devils on the train. If you can't fire bullets at critical moments, isn't this fatal? You  Don't worry, I'll send you the 100-type 85 submachine gun I promised you later, and I'm sending you some grenades and landmines, as you saw today, these two things are very powerful. Also, you  There is no need to save ammunition. I will send it to you when it is used up. You also participated in today's battle. You also have a share of these captured antiques, so you must not be polite. Bullets, grenades, and landmines will be sent to the devils  Just say hello."

    Hearing Zhang Yong's words, Hong Zhenhai immediately became happy, and looked away from the Type 85 submachine guns carried by the soldiers, thinking that he was about to be equipped with such a powerful weapon for melee combat, and unexpectedly shot at the Type 85 submachine gun on the ground in one fell swoop.  Lost interest.

    Just now he regarded it as a treasure, but after a while, he no longer looks down upon others.

    well!  This man is easy to fall.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)? Lost interest.

    Just now he regarded it as a treasure, but after a while, he no longer looks down upon others.

    well!  This man is easy to fall.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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