The veteran's ignorance made Zhang Hai choke for a while, and looked around, his face full of embarrassment.

He originally thought that those officers and soldiers of the special combat team were deliberately alienating this veteran, and felt that this veteran was quite pitiful, so he chose him as the breakthrough point.

Only then did he open his mouth to find out that this is the alienation of veterans by the officers and soldiers of other special combat teams, and the feelings of this veteran are colder than the rest, colder than the cold ice of the deep sea, no wonder no one dares to approach.

But he has come over, and the southern pistol he got from Wu Hao has not yet been hot, if he retreats, wouldn't it be a joke.

Zhang Hai smiled embarrassedly, and did not retreat, but changed the topic, staring at the stinky mud on the veteran's face and said, "You have mud on your face, wipe it." ”

When Zhang Hai said this, he kindly took out a piece of cloth from his arms that he was going to bandage his wounds and handed it over.

The veteran didn't speak, didn't answer, was still silent, but stopped wiping the gun, raised his head and looked at Zhang Hai and his empty hands like an idiot.

Zhang Hai's gaze quickly moved away as soon as he made contact with the veteran's cold and deep gaze, as if he had been seen through all over his body, and a cold air rose from the soles of his feet.

Looking at this veteran who had collapsed in front of Mount Tai and did not change his color, Zhang Hai felt that he was a little reckless, what did he do when he ran over and suffered the crime.

"You're a sniper too?"

Just as Zhang Hai was about to get up and leave, the veteran spoke.

Zhang Hai was also overjoyed when he saw that the veteran had spoken unprecedentedly, and hurriedly nodded and replied: "I am from the sniper group of the first company of the second battalion, and my name is Zhang Hai." ”

"Where's your gun?" The veteran asked expressionlessly.

Zhang Hai pointed to the 38 rifle leaning against Wu Hao's wall in the distance: "What about over there......"

"As a soldier, a sniper, you even throw a gun at will, if you are on the battlefield, you have already died eight hundred times, you don't care about your gun, you don't deserve to be a qualified sniper." The veteran bluntly interrupted Zhang Hai's words.

When Zhang Hai heard this lesson, his face was also flushed, and he wanted to refute it, but his mouth was slightly open but he couldn't refute it for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

He and Wu Hao have just joined the army, although they have followed the company to fight the knife club and other weapons that are rampant in the township, but the battle is not a battle at all, and the knife will collapse at the touch of a button.

So this time to Gaoyou City to fight with the little devil is the real battle, I hid in the dark behind the company to fight the devil's cold gun, shot a lot of devils, some of them were impetuous, thinking that the little devil was like that.

But now that he was taught such a merciless lesson by the veteran, he suddenly realized his own problem, he didn't even put the gun in a convenient place, if it was really on the battlefield where the victory or defeat was decided, I am afraid that he would really die.

"If you want to live long on the battlefield, look more at what the veterans do and talk less."

The veteran saw where Zhang Hai was stunned and couldn't speak for a while, and after kindly reminding him, he lowered his head and wiped his gun.

"Taught." Zhang Hai bowed slightly to the veteran, then turned around and returned to Wu Hao's side, grabbing his gun in his hand.

"What? Hit a nail? Wu Hao watched Zhang Hai come back in silence, with a gloating expression on his face.

"Give the gun back to you."

Zhang Hai took the southern pistol off his body and returned it to Wu Hao.

"What, stop playing?"

Seeing Zhang Hai's abnormal performance, Wu Hao also showed a slight look of surprise.

"The veterans said that if you want to live longer, you should learn more from them and talk less." Zhang Hai also pretended to be mysterious and threw down a sentence, and wiped it up alone with a gun.

Wu Hao looked at the veteran who was almost hidden in the corner, and then looked back at Zhang Hai who was wiping his gun, shook his head helplessly, took out the rags, and took care of his gun.

Zhang Hai They didn't wait too long in this warehouse full of miscellaneous items, and there was a sonorous footstep outside, and everyone looked up.

Although the warehouse was dim, the hanging horse lantern still emitted a faint light, and a fierce figure wearing a cotton uniform soon appeared at the door of the warehouse.

Seeing the figure of the comer, the officers and soldiers of the Flame Special Operations Team, who had just eaten and slept with their eyes closed, stood up with their guns in their hands.

If they had just been a pack of snoozing tigers, now they were sharp swords, staring at their captain with burning eyes, and they knew it was time for them to strike.

Wei Qing, the captain of the Flame Special Operations Brigade, looked around at the people standing up in the warehouse with cold eyes, and didn't say much.

"Get out there and restock your bullets and grenades, it's our turn!"

After Wei Qing only said this, he turned around and walked outside.

And the officers and soldiers of the special combat team also quickly packed up their things and followed out, Zhang Hai and Wu Hao, the half-hung snipers who were transferred from each company who were left to hang, also looked at each other, and finally followed.

Yang Ling's guerrilla corps has won several battles in a row and recovered Huaiyin, so there is no shortage of weapons and ammunition for the time being.

And the Flame Special Operations Brigade belongs to the elite troops that Yang Ling wants to build, not only giving them the highest military salary and the best food, but also giving priority to the supply of weapons and ammunition.

Although the average guerrilla company is equipped with some devilish grenades, most of them still use cheap wooden-handled grenades obtained from all over the place.

The Flame Special Combat Team was different, even if the conditions were difficult, Yang Ling still equipped each of them with four devil melon grenades.

Moreover, the more than 50 officers and men of the special combat unit had two short guns in addition to the necessary bayonets and rifles.

Because of the constraints of the conditions, the models of these short guns are a little messy, but Yang Ling still tried to narrow down the scope as much as possible, that is, the Wang Ba box and the barge gun.

Barge guns can be fired in single shots or bursts, and the burst mode can even be compared to submachine guns in short-range raid operations, which can be regarded as giving them increased firepower.

The failure rate of the Wang Ba box is relatively high, but it has been captured more in the battle with the little devils, and it is a temporary substitute for the lack of shell guns.

Of course, what Yang Ling hopes most is to get a batch of submachine guns, and he has already sent a telegram to the headquarters of the Sulu Theater, but there is no news yet.

After all, he is now the captain, and his weight is still too light, and he is not very easy to speak, and the Sulu Theater is already behind enemy lines, and his life is also tight.

Zhang Hai and Wu Hao are both snipers, and they also use guns with relatively stable and excellent shooting performance selected from the 38 rifle as a substitute for sniper rifles.

They also took some grenades from the ammunition box and stuffed them into their canvas bags, and grabbed a lot of extra bullets and put them in the canvas bags while people were not paying attention.

In fact, this small action was seen by the special operations captain Wei Qing, but it was not broken, the ammunition was all devils, and it didn't matter if you took more.

Although Yang Ling and the others have captured a lot of ammunition now, the troops have also been expanded, and the regular troops are still limited, and the special combat team is open to supply.

Wu Hao and Zhang Hai, who had just arrived, didn't know about this situation, and they secretly took as much as they could, and their cautious appearance made people laugh.