In addition to the shortage of weapons and equipment, the commanders of all units have received enough to make them smile, they are all veterans who have been mixed in the ranks of the national army for several years, who does not know the importance of good equipment to small lives?

Especially through the battle with the Japanese invaders in Songhu half a year ago, the soldiers of the 19th Route Army, who claimed to be the elite, deeply realized the helplessness of the huge gap in equipment, and they did not lack the determination to serve the country, but they didn't even see the face of the enemy, and they were beaten by a cannonball and suffered heavy losses. The grenadier machine guns were pouring rain, and they were dodging their small machine guns in all directions, and they could not provide sufficient fire support at all.

In order to save ammunition, the little devil can only be put closer to 150 meters before fighting, but it is even more early to enter the range of the enemy's various weapons.

But now, the equipment provided by Liu Lang far exceeds the firepower of the old troops in terms of individual soldiers and battalion companies and platoon-level firepower.

Like a rough and heroic Chi Dakui, watching his soldiers walk towards the barracks with majestic equipment, his eyes turned red. If they had even had the equipment they have now, even if they blocked the enemy, they would not have been completely annihilated, and in the end, only 6 of them survived the entire 208 brothers.

"Brothers, if you have a spirit in the sky, it will be nice to see how the company commander avenged you, there are still 1870 devils' heads left, and the commander said, the day of revenge is coming." Chi Dakui looked at the sky with red eyes and swore silently.

As a result, Chi Dakui didn't have time to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but he heard the engineer platoon commander directly under the regiment next to him crying, holding a black object, a man with five big and three thick, crying profusely.

Chi Dakui, the engineer platoon commander directly under the regiment, is very familiar with it, is an engineer sergeant of the original old unit, named Wu Chenghu, although not in a company, but when he dug field trenches in the Songhu Anti-Japanese War, as the old qualification of the engineer company, he also specially came to guide Chi Dakui's company to dig anti-artillery holes, and this time the anti-slope tunnel was basically dug by him mainly with 200 veterans, so he was directly promoted by Liu Lang to the second lieutenant platoon commander of the reinforced engineer platoon, which can be regarded as the expected promotion of the officer.

Don't you feel that the sapper platoon is too small and feels aggrieved? Looking at the small shovel-shaped equipment he was holding, Chi Dakui was puzzled, and couldn't help but step forward to comfort: "Old Wu, why are you crying?" It's your old job to be a sapper, and besides, you belong to the regiment directly under the unit, even if it's just a platoon-level establishment, who would dare to look down on you? Our battalion also has an engineer class, their level is too low, and when the time comes, you will have to guide you as an old engineer, don't cry, clean up, I invite you to eat Erhanzi mutton hot pot. ”

"With this thing, who would dare to laugh at us sappers? Who would dare? With it, digging trenches for you is like playing, haha. Wu Chenghu waved the miniature shovel in his hand, tears flowed but laughed.

Damn, this guy is crazy! Chi Dakui couldn't help but be startled by the obviously abnormal goods in front of him.

Isn't it just a shovel! It's still a miniature kind, and I'm not excited to be like this with a big killer mortar there!

Looking at Chi Dakui's crazy expression, Wu Chenghu sneered: "I finally know what the chief often means by saying that Xia worms can't talk about Bing, what he is talking about is you, Chief Chi." ”

"This 。。。。。。" Chi Dakui couldn't help but be stunned, is this despised? couldn't help but be rarely amused, and said: "Okay, Lao Wu, you can endure it as a platoon commander!" , come, you explain to me what kind of new equipment this shovel is, if you don't tell me a flower, I won't rely on you today, mutton hot pot, please. ”

"Hehe, Deputy Chi Tuan, have you ever seen a little devil's military shovel?" Wu Chenghu saw Chi Dakui going crazy, but he was not afraid, and asked Chi Dakui rhetorically.

"Oh little devil! Of course I've seen it, it's a little longer than the one in your hand, it's very good, but the yellow is too ugly. Chi Dakui replied without hesitation.

Speaking of this Japanese army's single-handed short-handled shovel, Chi Dakui was very envious for a while, almost every Japanese soldier has, wooden handles, shovel heads made of fine iron, as soon as it is said that they want to build a position, it will not take long for the little devils to hold shovels to make an extremely standard infantry trench, which is much stronger than the small number of hoes and pegs carried by the national army, and even many soldiers have to use bayonets to dig trenches.

And there are two small eyes on the little devil's shovel, and Chi Dakui later learned that it was used for observation, covering his face with a shovel head, observing the opposite position through the two small eyes, and avoiding being killed by the enemy who found out that he shot cold.

"When I got the individual sapper shovel captured from the little devil, I was so envious that I thought that one day it would be great if we were all equipped with this! The brothers did not have to carry shovels and pickaxes like badgers. Thinking of his former embarrassment, Wu Chenghu's face was filled with a trace of bitterness, and then, a brilliant face appeared on his face, raised the small black shovel in his hand and said: "But the regimental seat is now equipped with this for the brothers, the little devil's thing, let it go to hell, and when I go back to the barracks later, I will throw the little devil's sapper shovel, you are right, that yellow old man has long been unaccustomed to it." ”

"What kind of stuff did you design for you, sir? Take it for me to see. Chi Dakui curiously snatched the short-handled shovel from Wu Chenghu's hand.

It is definitely not easy to make Wu Chenghu, an old sapper, treat his Japanese-style individual sapper shovel as a treasure as garbage, especially after I heard that it was produced by Liu Tuanzuo.

This is a pitch-black short iron-handled sapper shovel, but it is slightly different from Chi Dakui's impression of the spade head, the black shovel head has a blade on one side and a zigzag on the other side, and the iron short handle and the shovel head are not the traditional plug into the jack to finish, it seems that there are bolts and small mechanisms that cannot be seen.

"How many functions does this thing have?" Chi Dakui is worthy of being a military commander who has been on the front line for a long time, and he saw at a glance the potential of this sapper shovel that he had never seen before, and waved his hand, it seems to feel good, not to mention being a shovel, it is definitely not a problem to use the side of the blade to chop people.

Of course, there may be more trust in Liu Lang.

Produced by Chief Liu, it has always been a high-quality product.

"Damn, don't spoil my baby, I'll show you."

In front of the baby and the chief, Wu Chenghu definitely chose his own baby, and did not hesitate to express his indignation with the habitual foul language of the Langtuanza.

"Baby, let's show it to people who don't know the goods." Gently taking the sapper shovel from Chi Dakui's hand, Wu Chenghu gently rubbed the sapper shovel with his hand, and his natural appearance made Chi Dakui have goosebumps.

This donkey day definitely has a legendary fetish.

ps: I recommend the new military book "Breaking the Game" by the military author's friend and assistant to the village chief, who writes about spy warfare, and friends who are short of books can take a look.