Chapter 49 The pressure is on Meng Fan! “Tuanzuo, we found something in the village.” At this time, Xue Tian, who was responsible for cleaning up the battlefield, came over with a gloomy face to report. Looking at Xue Tian's expression, Cun Yunsheng felt something was wrong. Something must have happened to him. “What’s the matter?” He asked the other party to lead the way. "We found some people in a house. Some of them had been tortured to death, and the rest were barely alive. According to the information they provided, they were originally Chinese here. After the Japanese army came, they Arrested." Xue Tian suppressed the anger in his heart and told the cause and effect in detail. After hearing Xue Tian’s words, Lin Yi, who originally thought it was a bit cruel, was instantly filled with righteous indignation and cursed loudly. “These bastards, just kill them like this, it’s easy for them.” It can make Lin Yi, who has always been gentle and elegant, so angry. You can imagine what the scene was like. “Can we still be saved?” Cun Yunsheng stopped and asked. "Yes, but their wounds are all infected and pus-filled. Many of them have high fevers and may need penicillin." Xue Tian knew about the existence of penicillin. After all, Meng Fangli's leg was cured by penicillin.
They all know that there is a magic medicine that is specially designed to treat wound infections. "Let the health team give them medicine." Hearing that they could be saved, Cun Yunsheng stopped talking nonsense and immediately asked people to rescue them. “These natives are really beasts.” Meng Fan couldn’t help but curse. "This incident also taught us a lesson, that is, people who are not from our race will have different minds. We must pay attention to this situation again in the future." Cun Yunsheng warned again. He believes that after this incident, everyone will become more enlightened. Don't be fooled into believing what the natives say. “In addition, we also found an arsenal.” He was so shocked by the cruel scene that he forgot about the arsenal. Only then did Xue Tian remember it and said quickly. “There is an arsenal in such a small village?” Meng Fan was startled. If it were a town, the possibility would be higher. An arsenal could be found in such a small village. Isn’t it ridiculous? In fact, after Cun Yunsheng came to the village, he transferred all the weapons and equipment he obtained to a basement through Golden Finger. "Is this strange? The British army has been operating here for hundreds of years. Isn't it normal to have weapons and equipment?" Cun Yunsheng looked excited and asked quickly. “Where is it? Take us to see it quickly.” "We also discovered it accidentally in a basement." As he said that, Xue Tian led a few people to a strictly guarded house. Inside the house, soldiers from the security company were carrying weapons from the basement. Looking at the dazzling array of weapons, Meng Fangliao and others were shocked and speechless. This is really unbelievable. “Hey, dear, there are so many weapons in this village, and they are all new and unopened.” "What kind of rifle is this?" Lin Yi asked doubtfully, pointing to the brand new rifle he had just opened. “Springfield rifle, this is serious American equipment.” Cun Yunsheng looked at the weapon in front of him and explained with admiration. “There is also a Thompson submachine gun. Pull the trigger and you can use up all the bullets in a few seconds.”
"Regiment leader, the firepower of our security company is a bit weak. Give these Thompson submachine guns to our company. After all, the security company is the face of our regiment." Xue Tian saw several other people with red eyes and wanted to grab weapons and equipment, and he immediately volunteered. Said eloquently. Hearing this, several other people also stopped. This is true. Didn't you see that when Yu Xiaoqing came to recruit troops, the guards following him were holding Thompson submachine guns? That momentum and equipment are the envy of countless cannon fodders. If the security company is equipped with such weapons and equipment, the cards will definitely be resounding. “I can’t give them all to you.” Cun Yunsheng had his own plan. "I will give you a company of twenty submachine guns at most." Although the firepower at the regiment level cannot match that of the US military, the firepower between the squads can still be achieved. Try to ensure that each squad has a submachine gun, an M1 Garand rifle, the rest are Springfield rifles, and if possible, Browning light machine guns. If such squad firepower can be achieved, it will be a dimensionality reduction strike against the Japanese army. "Huh? Only twenty?" Xue Tian was a little dissatisfied. Originally, he thought he would have to give at least fifty if he didn't have one hundred. After all, the security company has to ensure the safety of the regiment. If the little Japs touch the regiment headquarters and don’t have strong firepower, how can they stop the enemy? "Why do you need so many? The guard company doesn't have to go to the battlefield, it's enough to protect the regiment." Cun Yunsheng glared, and then looked at other weapons. “120mm heavy mortar.” Looking at the open box in front of him, Cun Yunsheng couldn't help but sigh. “Krupp will be very busy next.” As soon as he finished speaking, Krupp's voice appeared over there. “Tuanzuo, Tuanzuo, I heard that an arsenal was found here? Are there any heavy artillery?” "Well, it's better to come early than to come by chance. As soon as we said Krupp, he came." Meng Fan said, shaking his head. “Let’s see, top student, can you use the 120mm heavy mortar?” “Don’t brag when the time comes, it will be embarrassing.” Having become accustomed to Meng Fan's venomous words, Krupp ignored him and looked at the opened 120mm heavy mortar. “It’s really a 120mm heavy mortar. Where are the shells? Are there any shells?” Krupp asked anxiously. Without cannonballs, everything is in vain. There is not much production of this kind of cannonballs. Even if they are available, they are equipped for elite troops. Other warlords can only rely on black market purchases or purchase them from foreign powers. “Here it is.” Cun Yunsheng pointed to the shell box next to him and asked. “Can you use it? Don’t have diarrhea then.” "No problem. This thing is no different from an ordinary mortar. It just needs more people. I will operate it myself when the time comes. There will be no problem." Krupp assured him, patting his chest.
"Krupp, don't brag. Aren't you a combat artillery person? Can you still use heavy artillery? If we find a howitzer next time, will you also use it?" “I didn’t expect you to be an all-rounder.” Meng Fanglia was famous for his venomous tongue, and he had always doubted whether Krupp was really good at it. “I used to study artillery, and I had to shoot a dozen of all kinds of guns. I have also touched the 120mm heavy mortar.” Krupp explained, scratching his neck. “That’s because you’re not familiar with it, don’t get distracted when the time comes.” Meng Fangliao struck again. "Huh, don't worry, there will definitely be no problem. As long as the coordinates are correct, there will be no mistakes." Krupp almost used his own personality to guarantee it. "Okay, Sifanla is a venomous person. Ignore him and have someone bring the cannon back to your artillery battery and get familiar with it as soon as possible." Cun Yunsheng shook his head and stopped the quarrel between the two people. "Yes, regimental seat." Krupp stood at attention and saluted, and then called on the people in the artillery battery to help carry the mortars and artillery shells back. “There are two more radio stations.” Cun Yunsheng groaned as he saw two more things being moved out of the house, and then looked at Meng Fan again. “This pressure is on your communications company.” (End of this chapter)