Second Battalion Commander Chen Ming grabbed a brand new 38 rifle from the pried open wooden box, pulled the bolt with a bang, and rubbed the smooth body of the rifle, unable to put it down.
Due to various complex factors in high-intensity wars, the damage rate of firearms is very high. These hundreds of brand-new 38 rifles are used to replace damaged firearms on the battlefield.
But the little devil never expected that Yang Ling and the others would now have an advantage.
In addition to hundreds of brand-new 38 rifles, there were boxes and boxes of bullets and grenades, machine gun barrels, cookie cans, etc. They even found more than a dozen boxes of medicine and bandages marked in Japanese.
The Japanese's 38 rifle has high shooting accuracy, small recoil, and is easy to use. The brothers naturally like it, and they all choose to carry it on their backs.
Those grenades with greater explosive power than grenades were also their favorite. Several brothers had bulging canvas bags and were so happy that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
But after all, the brothers have limited manpower. Although everyone has tried their best to hang trophies on their bodies, the amount of materials and ammunition left on the mountain road is still considerable.
"Regimental deputy, what should I do with the things I can't take away?" Looking at the mountains of supplies and ammunition, Second Battalion Commander Chen Ming asked Yang Ling for instructions.
Yang Ling answered without any hesitation: "Pile them together and blow them up. Don't leave them to the Japanese."
Now they are behind the enemy. If they carry so much supplies, they will not be able to move fast. The enemy will catch up and the whole army will definitely be annihilated.
For the safety of his brothers, although Yang Ling felt it was a pity to blow up these weapons and ammunition, he did so out of helplessness.
"It's a pity that these weapons and ammunition are gone. If I could take them back, I could arm several battalions."
Second Battalion Commander Chen Ming was used to living a hard life, and he wished he could take all these weapons and ammunition back with him. At this moment, he just sighed.
"Execute the order, move faster, and then retreat."
The location where they are currently ambushing the Japanese baggage convoy is not far from the Minshan forward position. Once the Japanese over there come and bite them, they really won't be able to keep going.
You know, the ones over at Minshan are the Japanese field troops, and their combat effectiveness is not comparable to these heavy troops. Even if they send two squadrons, Yang Ling and the others will still have to finish.
Yang Ling didn't want to risk the lives of hundreds of brothers for some supplies and ammunition that couldn't be taken away. He didn't want to do a loss-making business.
However, what can be expected is that if they attacked the Japanese baggage troops, the Japanese troops at the front of Minshan will definitely have their combat effectiveness greatly reduced due to lack of ammunition. They can also be regarded as supporting the brothers who are fighting bloody battles in the front.
"Regiment deputy, we captured a prisoner!"
Just when Yang Ling ordered his brothers to destroy the ammunition and supplies on the mountain road, Wang Huzi ran over excitedly.
"Caught a prisoner?" Yang Ling was also full of surprise.
You must know that the Japs uphold the spirit of Bushido and are not only ruthless to their enemies, but also ruthless to themselves. Even if they commit suicide by committing suicide, they are not willing to be prisoners. For them, being a prisoner is a great shame and humiliation.
It is precisely because of this that Yang Ling and others are rarely able to capture prisoners on the battlefield.
In addition, the brothers don't have a good impression of the vicious little Japs. The two sides are basically in a life-and-death situation on the battlefield. They will definitely not hold back if they can kill them, and they will basically not think about capturing prisoners.
Although the theater commander's headquarters has offered a heavy reward of 500 yuan to those who can capture a Japanese prisoner, there are still only a handful of prisoners who can be captured.
Now they actually captured a prisoner. Yang Ling was surprised and surprised, and asked Wang Huzi to bring the prisoner up.
"Sir, please spare my life, sir..."
But when Wang Huzi brought the prisoner up, Yang Ling's expression suddenly darkened. This was not a prisoner of the Japanese, but a boneless leader, commonly known as a traitor.
Looking at the traitor and lackey who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing in tears, Yang Ling's joy of winning the battle was suddenly washed away, and instead he felt sick.
The reason why the little devils are able to run rampant in China is not only because of their own strong strength, but also because these traitors who lead the way have also made great achievements.
During the most difficult stage of the Songhu Campaign, these bribed traitors used mirrors to reflect light during the day and torches as signals at night to guide Japanese bombing planes to bomb important institutions and facilities in the rear of the Chinese army.
The result of this was that the front was bloody and the rear was blown into a scorched earth. Many materials and ammunition transported to the front were blown up, so that the soldiers in the front had to bite the bullet and fight with the Japanese with bayonets.
Even in the face of a shortage of weapons, ammunition and supplies, the Chinese soldiers used their own flesh and blood to resist the bombardment of the Japanese aircraft and naval guns, holding on to their positions for three months, breaking the Japanese plan to destroy China within three months.
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Thinking of the brothers who were mutilated by the bombing on the Songhu battlefield, and thinking of the hungry brothers fighting with the Japanese with bayonets, Yang Ling hated these traitors.
"Beard, take him down and kill him!"
Yang Ling would not be soft-hearted because of the pitiful appearance of the traitor at this moment. Normally, they would bully their compatriots in a high-spirited manner with the little devil standing behind them.
When Lin Quanquan heard that Yang Ling was going to shoot him, his face turned pale with fright and his body shook like chaff.
"Sir, sir, I was forced too. For the sake of me, I have an eighty-year-old mother..."
Wang Huzi also didn't like these traitors, so he picked up the limp Lin Quanquan with one hand: "Damn it, why are you talking so much nonsense when you are about to die?"
The brothers around him watched Wang Huzi dragging Lin Quanquan to be shot. They all folded their arms and watched coldly. They hated these traitors as much as the Japanese.
The little Japs kill without blinking an eye, but these traitors do no less harmful things than the little Japs in order to seek credit and rewards in front of the Japs, but they are complete scum.
Lin Quanquan was really frightened to the point where his legs and feet were weak, and his face was filled with panic and anxiety, but even if he screamed and his throat was broken, the brothers would not let him off easily.
"Sir, sir, please don't kill me, I...I can take you to fight the Japanese." Lin Quanquan was really scared to death now.
"You can do it. It's your turn to lead the way when we fight the Japanese." Wang Huzi opened the safety of the rifle, and the muzzle of the gun was already pressed against the back of Lin Quanquan's head.
Lin Quanquan shouted almost in a tearful voice: "Go and blow up their arsenal. Yes, I know where their arsenal is."
Lin Quanquan became more and more excited as he talked. In order to survive, he now ignored the fact that the Japs were still his masters just now, and couldn't wait to betray the little Japs.
Wang Huzi wanted to shoot this traitor, but when he heard his nonsense, he stopped moving and turned to look at Yang Ling.
The purpose of their coming out this time was to cut off the logistical supplies of the Japs and force the Japs to withdraw from the Minshan area.
Although one of their transport troops was attacked, it was obvious that this was not enough.
With the enemy's ability, they will soon be able to organize another transport team and strengthen the defense. It will not be that easy to make a sneak attack again.
"Bring him here!" Yang Ling waved to Wang Huzi while instructing his brothers to explode supplies.
Yang Ling also knew in his heart that a single attack on the Japanese supplies and ammunition would not harm the little Japanese, but if the opponent's material storage base was blown up, the effect would definitely be very different.