"Look at this crooked handle: its bullet bucket is placed on the left, and the center of gravity of the entire gun is tilted to the left. In order to ensure aiming, the buttstock is placed on the right position, so the machine gunner will be very tired. Also, see if its bracket is also very long? This is because the machine gunner died too slowly!"

"This is not the point. The point is that the gun has defects in its design. Not only is it easy to get stuck in bullets, but it is also easy to get into sand and soil. When the sand and soil enter, the gun will be useless! Look here, this is an oil pot, which is specially used to lubricate the gun chamber. And this is used to brush oil for bullets, and it is also to prevent bullets from getting stuck!"

"It can be said that this gun has nothing but a problem! Oh, there are bullets. In order to prevent the explosion, its launching medicine has been reduced, which leads to insufficient penetration of the gun. At a distance of 100 meters, its bullets cannot penetrate a sandbag!"

"So, let's stay away from this gun! But the Japanese have a lot of good things, such as the grenade launcher, which is good, but unfortunately we didn't seize it! The grenade launcher is specially designed to kill our machine gunners. You should pay attention to it when fighting in the future!"

"It depends on what I do? After the talk is over, everyone should do what they should do! Uncle Fengnian, did you seize the box cannon? Give me another one, and there are more bullets!" Hu Changyi finished speaking, and then took care of Zhao Fengnian for benefits.

"Ah? Oh, I'll seize one for you, and I'll just get you a pair of guns!" Zhao Fengnian took off the newly seized box cannon from his body, hung it on Hu Changyi, and grabbed a bullet from his pocket and put it into Hu Changyi's hand.

"Changyi, what you said is right. Let's hand over Hanyang and the crooked ones to the group. But will you mess with this Czech style? You know that Lao Xing and I are not machine gunners, and now you are the ones you are most familiar with! Oh, by the way, is the backup barrel and repair bag you mentioned? "

As Zhao Fengnian spoke, he pointed to the things placed on the Dragon King's altar.

"Yes, that's it! I said Uncle Fengnian, it's reasonable to pick a few Japanese heads and put them on the altar. Why are you putting your grenades and melon grenades here? Are you planning to let the Dragon King go to fry fish?"

Hu Changyi saw the spare barrel and maintenance box, and also saw a bunch of grenades on the altar.

"Go, don't talk nonsense, the whole hall is convenient for things to put, just put them there. Tell me quickly, do you understand this Czech style? I haven't seen you use it before, but I've seen you wander around the machine gun platoon." Zhao Fengnian asked.

"Czech style... I really know how to use it, but I don't become a machine gunner, it's too tiring! That Tie Niu Brother is good, strong and it doesn't take any effort to carry a Czech style. Then let Diao Dexian be his deputy machine gunner, and the two brothers are exactly one machine gun team!" Hu Changyi said.

"Well, this opinion is good! Now the guerrillas have 16 people. You and I have box cannons, Lao Xing has four horse rings, and 10 are used in Type 38, two are used in light machine guns, and one is used in formal use." Zhao Fengnian said.

"You are the captain, you have the final say! If you feel that the firepower is not strong enough, give me another rifle and I will use it as a ranged weapon. Can you still add another one?" Hu Changyi said.

"This idea is good, so I decided. After packing up the seizures, we will go back to the regiment headquarters to submit the seizures. After the submission is completed, we will find the guerrilla area and develop the team!" Zhao Fengnian made the decision.

"Captain, I've had a meal. I have white rice porridge and noodles. I'm so full!" A guerrilla in his thirties appeared at the entrance of the hall.

"Well, it's time to eat. Changyi, you can go with Master Fan first. Waiter, Xiding, doctor, tailor, Ergou, Lao Bi, you can go with him. Come and serve us when you have enough!" Zhao Fengnian said.

"Yes!" Hu Changyi followed a few people out of the hall and arrived at a corner of the yard. Two big pots were just upright, and it was steaming.

A few large bowls of coarse porcelain were placed on one side of the big pot, regardless of whether it was clean or not, a few people started with a bowl of noodles and a bowl of rice. Not to mention, the food was good, at least some pickles and jerky meat were included.

"Thanks to today's seizures, these were all plundered from the Japanese and puppet troops. You have no taboos, right?" Chef Fan said while adding food to everyone.

"Tao? They can kill them when they are alive, afraid that they will die?" Wang Xiaoer said while sucking the noodles.

"Cough cough, don't eat or sleep, you should eat this light breakfast. It's good, good! As for whether these foods are taken from dead people, it doesn't matter! Anyway, everyone's stomach is damaged, and I'm here, I can't die!" The doctor said while drinking porridge and eating pickles.

"Old Fan, give me some more soup! I don't have any taboos. Just after you say this, I remembered the flesh and blood. However, the captain said that the body is the capital of revolution, and those who live are not afraid of being dead are even less afraid of being dead! But... it's just a little disgusting..." Zhao Ergou said.

"Or why do I give you two injections?" said the doctor.

"Forget it, it's much better, it's much better!" Zhao Ergou immediately became timid.

While everyone was eating and talking, Guo Dezhu ran out of the hall and headed straight for a few people.

"Changyi, have you finished eating? The captain asked you to go back! The deputy commander is here!" Guo Dezhu said.

"Deputy Commander? Which Deputy Commander?" Hu Changyi asked directly before he had time to read his memory.

"Deputy Commander Li, he knew we were being chased by the Japanese and brought a battalion to rescue us. It's a pity that we were a little late!" Guo Dezhu said.

"Okay, suck it..." Hu Changyi quickly finished picking up a bowl of noodles to fill his stomach, and then followed Guo Dezhu to the hall.

Before I arrived at the hall, I heard a burst of generous laughter, and I was very familiar with it: "Hahahaha... I did a good job, Lao Zhao, I didn't expect that you were not dead, and you even killed so many Japanese puppet troops!"

"Tsk tsk, look at these guys, it feels comfortable! What about Changyi? Why haven't you come back yet? I didn't want him to come down at the beginning, even if I follow me as a guard! But the division commander disagreed, and the leader also said he was placed at the grassroots level."

"It seems that the old leaders are knowledgeable now! I, Old Li, have convinced them!"

"Report, captain, Hu Changyi is here!" Guo De reported outside the gate of the pirate.

"Hahaha... Changyi, I miss you so much! Come here and let me see if the Japanese bullets call you? I heard that you were beaten and slapdated by someone? How about it, remember who I am?" Just as Hu Changyi was puzzled, a familiar big face appeared in the hall.

"Li...Li Yunlong? Or the original Li Yunlong?" Hu Changyi opened his eyes wide and said to the person who appeared.

In his heart, Hu Changyi also understood where he had been, and his feelings had entered the world of sword-drawing.
Chapter completed!