Wang Chengzhu smiled, half-drunk and half-awakened, and said, "Hey, Captain, I can't hide anything from your discerning eyes. Yes, we did keep the bulk of the bullets."

"However, it was agreed at the time that we would only hand over half of the weapons and equipment, and we did not mention the issue of ammunition."

"Also, although you said you want to form a fourth battalion, haven't you started recruiting soldiers yet? It's useless to keep so many bullets, but my independent battalion is different. It needs to be ready for combat at any time. If there is not enough ammunition,

Where can I go?"

Li Yunlong thought about it carefully, and it seems that when he was in Lijiapo, he only talked about the issue of weapons and equipment, but not the issue of ammunition.

But you can’t blame him, after all, according to normal logic, if you divide the weapons and equipment into half, you will naturally divide the ammunition into half.

Who would have thought that Wang Chengzhu would take advantage of this loophole.

Who did this kid learn from? Why is he so thoughtful? Isn’t that the case when drinking?

Of course, Li Yunlong couldn't admit defeat. He said with a serious face: "Zhuzi, I can understand you leaving some extra ammunition, but isn't the difference in quantity too big?"

"As far as I know, when the Japs participate in battle, each infantryman usually carries 120 rounds of ammunition, plus the 5 rounds loaded in the barrel, that's 125 rounds."

"We are not unreasonable, and we don't ask you to make up for half of it. Just give each rifle 20 rounds of ammunition and each machine gun 60 rounds of ammunition."

"20 bullets?"

Wang Chengzhu was stunned and said: "Commander, why don't you kill me?"

Li Yunlong: "Why should we kill you properly?"

Wang Chengzhu: "It is true that the little devils of the Yamazaki Brigade carried a lot of ammunition, but they definitely did not have 120 rounds. I estimate that it is only 60 rounds at most. This was determined when I was cleaning the battlefield."

"However, this battle, from the time the Japs entered the village to the end of the battle, all together, lasted for half a day. Especially when the general attack was launched at the end, the Japs were firing on all cylinders.

defense.

Therefore, the ammunition carried by the Japanese has been almost exhausted."

"In other words, we used artillery fire to kill many Japanese soldiers in advance, so that these guys didn't have time to waste bullets. But even so, the average bullets for each gun in the end did not exceed 10 rounds."

"Taking into account our consumption, in fact, in this battle, our independent battalion, in general, except for the elimination of some Japanese and the seizure of some guns, in terms of ammunition consumption, it actually suffered a loss, and a huge loss.

"

"Now each soldier in our independent battalion can only distribute no more than 5 rounds of bullets. Therefore, among the rifles we hand over to you, each gun is equipped with two rounds of bullets. This is already a belt-tightening.

If I hand over more ammunition to you, the subsequent battles will be impossible to fight, and the development of the army will also stagnate."

What Wang Chengzhu said was so sincere, coupled with the vivid body movements and facial expressions, it was completely impossible to tell that he was acting.

Li Yunlong listened to his explanation and thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was really the case.

After all, as a commander, he also knows that in a frontal battle, the consumption of ammunition is extremely terrifying.

Under the circumstances at that time, the independent battalion was almost rushing to the top of the mountain, and the Japanese soldiers of Yamazaki Brigade were not able to use all their firepower. How could they save bullets for the New Year?

Li Yunlong put aside the issue of bullets and asked: "What about the Japanese heavy machine guns and grenades? Why are there none?"

Wang Chengzhu: "All the Japanese grenades were thrown away. As for the heavy machine guns, they were all blown up by the artillery of our independent battalion!"

"I feel a twinge of pain when I talk about this. Although the Japanese's crooked light machine gun is terrible, their Type 92 heavy machine gun is still quite good.

But there is no way, if we don't blow up all the enemy's heavy machine gun fire points, the brothers won't be able to rush forward.

You can't just watch our brothers from the independent battalion line up to die just to seize a few heavy machine guns, right?"

The explanation was very reasonable. Li Yunlong couldn't find any reason to refute it. When they fought with the Japanese, the Japanese were the same way. Relying on the suppression of artillery fire, they always hit the Eighth Route Army's machine gun fire first.

He didn't have the strength, otherwise he would have blown up the Japanese machine gun first.

"All right!"

Li Yunlong accepted this reality, and then silently made up his mind that when the time came to hand over the weapons to the brigade headquarters, he would give them guns.

In this way, the ratio of guns to bullets reached 1:4, which was considered to be the average level of the Eighth Route Army.

"Okay, Huzi, go and entertain the brothers from the independent camp for me."

"yes!"

Huzi promised, then turned around and left.

Li Yunlong seemed to have thought of something and asked again: "By the way, Zhuzi, it's the report on "Three-Three System Tactics". Have you written it?"

Wang Chengzhu slapped his forehead: "Oh! I really made a mistake while drinking. I almost forgot this important matter. Thanks to you, Captain, for reminding me."

With that said, Wang Chengzhu took out a document from his pocket and continued: "Captain, this is a detailed report on the "Three-Three System Tactics". In addition, there is also a report about the "Three-Three System Tactics".

You will know the detailed training methods just by looking at them.”

Li Yunlong opened it and took a look. What a heavenly book. He frowned and said, "Zhuzi, did you write this?"

Wang Chengzhu: "Ah? What's wrong?"

Li Yunlong: "This writing is too ugly, isn't it?"

Wang Chengzhu: "There is no way, who asked me to attend a private school for two years."

Li Yunlong: "What is written on it, I can't understand it at all?"

Wang Chengzhu: "Aren't there so many cultural people in our regiment? If you ask someone then, won't you know everything?"

Li Yunlong nodded: "That's right."

Wang Chengzhu seemed to have thought of something and asked again: "By the way, where is our political commissar? Why didn't you see him?"

Li Yunlong: "Hey! Are you talking about political commissar Zhao? He went to the brigade headquarters to make a report. These literati have no ability to fight against Japanese invaders, but each one is better than the last at making snitches."

Wang Chengzhu: "Captain, you can't say that. It's good to have some cultural knowledge. Otherwise, you will suffer the disadvantage of being uneducated. I think you should learn cultural knowledge from the political commissar when you have time. You can designate it in the future."

It can be used."

Wang Chengzhu pointed to the document in Li Yunlong's hand.

Li Yunlong straightened his neck and said: "Bah! What's the use of learning culture? Can you use a pen to drive away the Japanese? In the end, you have to rely on a gun!"

Li Yunlong himself was uneducated. Not only was he not ashamed of it, but he was proud of it.

Wang Chengzhu: "We do not deny the importance of the gun, but the pen is also very important. Just like our political commissar, he is a talented person with both civil and military skills."

Li Yunlong said with disdain: "He is just a white-faced scholar, but he is also versatile in both civil and military affairs?"

Wang Chengzhu smiled slyly: "Commander, please don't look at people through the crack in the door. As far as I know, our political commissar's marksmanship is very good. He can kill an enemy with a hundred steps. Although he is a little worse than me, he is still better than you."

More than a little bit stronger!"

Li Yunlong: "If Political Commissar Zhao's marksmanship is better than ours, we can write our names upside down! From now on, all matters in the regiment will be obeyed by him!"

Although Li Yunlong didn't think his marksmanship was that good, it was definitely not bad. He might not be able to compare with the accurate shooters in the regiment, but he could still surpass the white-faced scholar like political commissar Zhao Gang.

Wang Chengzhu: "How about we make a bet?"
Chapter completed!