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Chapter 49 Make a business with Hao Laodao

There was another moment of silence, and everyone in the National Army was stunned again. The god-like soldier in front of them was actually a boy, yes, a boy.

Chief Qian dared to bet anyone that this boy was no more than eighteen years old. The few who followed him all took off their hoods and were all the same age.

Chief Qian was stunned. He didn't know what the supplementary regiment was? They were all bandits and bandits. Those called the supplementary regiment and transportation team were even more peripheral, the garbage among the garbage.

They are the real bandits, no, they are young bandits.

In this way, a group of less than fifty young bandits dressed in official uniforms wiped out a hundred elite military personnel in bandit uniforms in three minutes, and they were still unscathed.

Chief Qian's outlook on life was immediately destroyed. Was this a dream, or had he been beaten to death in the underworld?

At this time, a voice pulled Chief Qian back from his sleepwalking, "Oh, my little brother is a young hero, his skills are like gods. My eyes have been opened to you. My brother Liu Ruoshui is now working in the Central Party Committee. Thank you little brother for saving your life."

Yeah!"

The fat man in Chinese tunic suit and glasses was worthy of being a political worker. He woke up from the shock early and quickly stepped forward to hold Zhou Wen's saluting hand. He then introduced enthusiastically: "This is Chief Qian, an attendant to the Commander-in-Chief of the National Army.

Director."

Zhou Wen saluted again: "Hello, Chief Qian, and hello, Chief Liu."

Chief Qian also reacted, stepped forward and took Zhou Wen's hand and said: "Brother Zhou is extremely brave, thank you for saving your life. We don't belong to each other. Don't mention the word "chief" anymore. If you think you can, just call me "old man".

Just brother."

Zhou Wen quickly became humble again, but insisted on calling him "sir." Chief Qian and Liu Ruoshui admired the young man in front of them even more. He understood dignity and inferiority, knew how to advance and retreat, and did not ask for favors in return. He was complacent. He was neither humble nor arrogant, calm and thoughtful.

Du. He is really a young talent, and he is even more willing to pay.

Zhou Wen introduced the deputy captain Gao Xiaoshan to the two officers, and invited the officers to rest on the hillside. He also sent people to boil hot water and bake some bread on the mountain, and invited the officers to eat.

Everyone in the National Army had been tired and thirsty for a long time. Now that they had escaped from the disaster, their appetite was surprisingly good. The glossy cakes that they usually looked down on tasted surprisingly sweet after being baked and softened by the fire. The wounded also felt that

They were carried up the mountain, and Miaohua led people to bandage their wounds and apply medicine.

Chief Qian was eating pancakes and drinking hot water. He looked at Zhou Wen who was commanding his men to clean the battlefield. He thought that if he had such a group of elite men who were like wolves and tigers, he would be able to conquer the world! He began to recruit people in his heart.

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Zhou Wen didn't know Chief Qian's little thoughts. He was already filled with ecstasy.

Big harvest, twelve American-made Thompson M1921 submachine guns, each with three 100-round drum magazines. Three newly equipped Deggarev light machine guns, also known as rotary machine guns. Each machine gun has four

60 rounds of ammunition. I thought to myself that no wonder I didn’t hear the sound of a machine gun just now.

Ninety-seven intact old Maozi marching kettles. Zhou Wen is short of kettles now. In the past, he used water bladders, which were easy to break and difficult to carry.

The Deggarev light machine gun, referred to as the DP light machine gun, weighs 9.1 kilograms and weighs less than 13 kilograms with the magazine. It has a rate of fire of 600 rounds per minute and an effective range of 800 meters. It can only fire continuously but not single shots. The firing is lame.

7.62mm bullets are common to water-linked bullets.

This bullet is easy to find. There shouldn't be too many troops in China. The Northern Expeditionary Army in the past and the Northwest Army now all have a lot of equipment. Dawangzhuang has a lot of stocks.

Zhou Wen found a treasure this time. Marching kettles, Thomson and DP machine guns are all items that even if you have money, you can't buy them. Especially the DP machine gun, which was the only standard light machine gun in World War II. It is known as a violent lawn mower.

The first standard squad machine gun after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Laomaozi produced a 60-round magazine in the early stage, and later changed it to a 47-round magazine.

Zhou Wen also guessed the identity of the eliminated pseudo-bandits at this time. They definitely belonged to Marshal Feng's security group. Zhou Jinbao said last time that Shi Yousan seized more than a dozen Thomson guns and gave them to Marshal Feng. In addition,

Marshal Feng has been having a heated fight with Lao Maozi recently. The American-style backpack that the transportation team received through Zhou Jinbao was also a gift from Lao Maozi, so it is appropriate to send a small number of DP machine guns.

Looking at the dozens of remaining water rifles, Zhou Wen suddenly thought of Hao Laodao. He had left some horses and carts for him when he left last time, and he was going to use them this time.

After burying the body, Zhou Wen walked up the mountain. Seeing that the two officers were almost rested, he said: "Excuse me, sir, where are you going? We can escort them all the way, but these wounded people need carriages, so why not go to the other side first?"

In the direction of the city and county, we will continue our journey after finding the carriage." This place is not far from Hao Laodao's village.

Chief Qian was also a soldier-loving man, so he naturally followed the advice of Zhou Wen, a local snake, and said, "Then it's up to Brother Lao Zhou. As long as we get to Wuyang County, someone will come to take care of us."

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Hao Laodao has finally regained his strength. The injured brothers have been sent to the county town. In the past few days, the morale of the brothers has also recovered. They have repeatedly shouted to get two more votes before the Chinese New Year. The guns have also been replenished. Only

I can't buy it all until I make a few more windfalls.

Just as he was wondering when the information from the county town would arrive, he saw a minion rushing in and stammering: "Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da Da, Da Da Da Jia, Na Na Na ...

Those ancestors are here again. They want to see you outside the door." After saying that, he quickly wiped the sweat from his head, but there was still snow in the sky!

Hao Laodao's heart suddenly went cold. His heart was cold and his head was sweating. Is this the world of ice and fire?

What should I do? See you or not? Just as he was hesitating, the little guy spoke again: "Master, they will give you three minutes to think about it." This time he finally stopped stuttering.

But Hao Laodao jumped up and kicked the little guy down. "You are so hot that you can't tell the whole story." He scolded and ran towards the entrance of the village.

Before he reached the door, he saw the man with the telescope hanging on his chest from a distance. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Sir, sir, I'm late for greeting you. I'm guilty. I'm guilty."

Zhou Wen still covered his face and said: "Hao Laodao, don't be so scared. This time you are not here to rob. Besides, you are so poor, what else can you rob?"

Hao Laodao is holding his breath! Can you blame me for being poor?

Zhou Wen suppressed his laughter and continued: "I'm here to make a deal with you. I'll trade my guns for a few of your big cars."

Hao Laodao was dumbfounded, "What? Business? Exchange guns for carriages?" Are these the same group of ancestors? Hao Laodao didn't dare to talk, for fear that others were testing him, but he was afraid of being cruel.

Doing business? Do I dare to do business? I quickly said: "Sir, I can only take a few carriages away. I don't dare to do business with you."


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