In this world, regardless of position or ability, as long as you are a soldier, you will have a paranoid love for weapons.
Even though Lieutenant General Huang felt a little embarrassed, he still couldn't restrain his curiosity and thirst for knowledge. He had no intention of paying attention to what Zhao Changshu said about the small gifts, and he believed that the filial piety of his junior was nothing more than money.
That's all.
Now that the war is imminent, money and everything else are nothing to this patriotic general who is determined to serve his country.
He didn't even have time to send the verified battle report to the military headquarters, so he waved to Zhou Wen and said: "Colonel Zhou, I'm sorry for Huang's poor eyesight, but can you take the gun on the back of your soldier and take a look."
Zhou Wen looked in the direction of his finger and knew that the officer was curious about the PzB-31 anti-tank gun.
Zhou Wen looked at the fiery eyes of the officers behind Lieutenant General Huang, and knew what everyone was thinking. Of course, he would not hide it, so he shouted to the soldiers in front: "Infantry company, come over as a squad."
First company commander Mu Qinghe is now a very competent officer. When he heard Zhou Wen's shouting, although he didn't know what to do, he immediately ordered the nearby third platoon and second squad to assemble, and then personally led the team to trot towards Zhou Wen and the others.
Come over here.
"Report to the commander-in-chief. Mu Qing, commander of the first infantry company, and all the soldiers of the third platoon and second squad, will report to you."
Zhou Wen looked at the 12 soldiers standing neatly like javelins in front of him, nodded with satisfaction and said: "Jiang Erniu, come out!"
"yes!"
I saw a burly soldier in the queue walking out of the queue carrying a heavy PzB-31 anti-tank gun.
Now, with his super memory and more than two years of getting along day and night, Zhou Wenbin can remember the names of every soldier in the mercenary group.
But he didn't know that the words of his name would startle the officers of the 139th Division present.
If you are just a company commander, it is not too difficult to remember the names of more than 100 officers and soldiers under your command, but it is very difficult for a battalion commander to remember the names of hundreds of people under his command, let alone a regiment commander.
Remembering the names of more than 1,000 people under his command is simply a fantasy.
Commander Huang and the others had already known that there were more than 1,000 people in the advance detachment, but now it was a bit strange to see Zhou Wen, the leader, casually calling out the names of the soldiers.
Commander Huang asked doubtfully: "Colonel Zhou, do you know the name of every officer and soldier under your command? Or do you know this soldier before?"
Zhou Wen said solemnly: "I'm telling you, Master Huang, that Xianguan can remember the name of every brother under his command, because they are not only his subordinates, but also his comrades who share life and death on the battlefield."
After hearing this, Jiang Erniu and all the soldiers in the second squad suddenly raised their chests higher, and their eyes showed a bit of pride and complacency.
Mr. Huang glanced at Zhou Wen meaningfully, thinking that he still underestimated this young colonel who appeared out of nowhere. He was so proficient in winning people's hearts. He spoke with open mouth, which was better than those who were more scheming.
Lao Jianghu is no less willing to give in.
He believed that based on what Zhou Wen just said, it would be difficult for these dozen soldiers not to die for Zhou Wen.
But what he didn't know was that what Zhou Wen said was truly from the bottom of his heart. He regarded every soldier in the mercenary group as a comrade and brother who shared life and death, so he would spare no effort to train them and take care of their families at all costs.
Cherish their lives.
But Commander Huang still wanted to test Zhou Wen again, because he really couldn't believe that Zhou Wen could remember every soldier's name. He thought that Zhou Wen was just pretending to be big.
He stepped over the upright Jiang Erniu, came to a soldier with a bandage on his left shoulder, and asked: "Little brother, do you have a nameplate on you?"
The soldier had a Somi submachine gun hanging on his chest. New blood had seeped out of the bandage on his shoulder, but he stood motionless as if he felt no pain. He replied loudly: "Sir, there is something wrong."
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"Take it out and let me see."
The soldier unbuttoned his collar with his right hand and took out a metal piece tied with a red rope.
Commander Huang took a closer look at his hand and saw two rows of small characters engraved on it: Corporal Liu Yongfu, Second Platoon, Third Platoon, Infantry Company, Tiger Mercenary Regiment.
He turned to Zhou Wen and asked, "Colonel Zhou, what is the name of this soldier?"
Zhou Wen smiled slightly and replied: "Corporal Assault Officer Liu Yongfu."
Mr. Huang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
With his personality, he shouldn't be so serious, but this kind of thing is so unbelievable that he can only be regarded as a villain.
He was also prepared to give Zhou Wen a step down if he couldn't answer it, but now he didn't have to, and he was completely convinced.
This colonel is really a monster.
At this time, Zhou Wen had already taken Jiang Erniu's anti-tank gun from his shoulder, held it with one hand and introduced to Commander Huang: "Sir Huang, this is the latest anti-tank gun produced by Germany, with a caliber of 13...
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After listening to Zhou Wen's introduction to the performance of the anti-tank gun, Commander Huang said doubtfully: "Can this really penetrate the Japanese tanks?"
Zhou Wen said with a smile: "Of course. The frontal armor thickness of the medium-sized tanks currently in service in the Japanese army, the Type 89 tank, is only 17 millimeters, and the anti-tank gun in my hand uses tungsten core armor-piercing bullets, which can easily penetrate at a distance of 500 meters.
It can penetrate even with armor-piercing incendiary shells within a distance of 300 meters."
Commander Huang saw that Zhou Wen was very knowledgeable about the Japanese army's equipment. At the moment, he could only believe what he said and wanted to reach out and take it over to take a look.
Zhou Wen signaled Mr. Huang to use both hands to catch the gun, and warned: "Sir, be careful, this gun is very heavy."
When Master Huang took the gun, he felt his hands heavy. It was probably weighing more than ten kilograms. Now he believed Zhou Wen's words. This big guy is much heavier than a light machine gun. The heavier it is, the more powerful it is, right?
I was a little shocked at Zhou Wen's strength. You must know that Zhou Wen just held the gun body with one hand and pointed at the parts of the gun with one hand. After a while, he even shook his hand without seeing it. This shows how powerful this man's arms are.
At this time, other officers also gathered around, not only observing the anti-tank guns, but also taking a look at the weapons on the soldiers from time to time.
Zhou Wen simply asked the soldiers to place all their main weapons on the ground for these officers to observe and play with.
At this time, some officers discovered that each soldier had a holster on his waist, which looked like a pistol. He couldn't help but said: "What a luxury. Even ordinary soldiers have one man and two guns."
It’s a steel helmet and military boots. I don’t know how much it costs. This army is no longer a big dog, but a big dog among the big dogs.”
There are also knowledgeable people who directly pick up the G-31 semi-automatic rifle with a scope and squint their eyes.
