Under the night sky, the cold wind is howling!

On a small hill, this is a camp of devils, surrounded by barbed wire, and several black shadows are slowly crawling towards the devil's barbed wire!

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"Get down!"

Suddenly, a searchlight flashed, and in an instant, a large area was illuminated, and the devil looked in the other direction after not finding anything unusual on the watchtower.

"Whirring ......"

A group of people on the hill let out heavy breathing, fortunately there were no devils around, otherwise they would definitely be discovered!

"Company commander, there is about 400 meters of barbed wire here, and the devils on the other side have some iron shelves stacked up......"

A sharpie soldier with a grass ring on his head whispered quickly.

The man next to him looked forward, and when he saw that there was no one, he waved his hand behind him and said:

"Quick, cut all the devil's barbed wire for me!"

The devil was very puzzled, these dirt roads did not fight them, but stole more than 400 meters of barbed wire from them in one night, and there was nothing left except the bare poles erected there!

"......Shhh

A team of the Eighth Route Army carried Hanyangzao on their backs, and strode forward with a team of tattered things pulled by a carriage, and the one who took the lead kept whistling, as if he was very happy.

If you look closely at the things on their carriages, they are all barbed wire, broken iron kettles and oil drums, and so many other messy things, and you can't tell what they looked like at all, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they are all metal.

"Company commander, how many things can you exchange for so much iron and copper?"

At this moment, a little soldier with an old sleeve on his back asked the company commander who was whistling in front:

"Hmmm......"

The company commander groaned slightly, looked at the full loads of their carriages, and said:

"Listen to the regiment commander, these things should be exchanged for about two thousand rifle bullets! If we have good things to say to Captain Li, I guess we can still give us a few boxes of grenades! ”

"So many things, huh? It's worth our trip! ”

The little warrior exclaimed, and then clung to the rags on the carriage even more.

After a while, they arrived at the Jianmen side, and there were a lot of pedestrians coming and going, because next to the Jianmen Fortress is the ancient town, this town is different from before, it is more than ten times more prosperous than before, and it has also expanded about two times.

Many people came here to do business, and they were not afraid at all when they saw that they had guns in their hands.

As they walked, they reached the outskirts of the Sword Gate, where a warrior with a flower trap in his hand stopped them and asked:

"Which unit are you from? What are you doing here?"

The company commander at the head of the platoon tidied up his clothes, walked up and saluted:

"I am from the third battalion and second company of the first regiment of our new first division, and I am the company commander Xu Fei!"

"Hello Company Commander Xu!"

The guard platoon commander hurriedly stood up and saluted, and then Xu Fei looked at the guy in the hands of one of their guard platoons, startling him.

Good boy! There were more than 50 people in a platoon, two Czech-style light machine guns, more than a dozen people with flower traps in their hands, and the other was either a 38 big cover or a gun he had never seen before!

Anyway, that gun must be a good thing, and it is said that the independent detachment is rich, and now he has seen it.

He has just over 100 people in a company, and he has a crooked light machine gun, and his firepower is not even half of a platoon!

"Company Commander Xu, what's wrong with you?"

The guard platoon commander saw that Xu Fei was a little stunned, and asked puzzled.

"Oh, brother, can you show me what you have in your hand?"

He asked, pointing to a warrior with a Garand.

"I'm sorry Company Commander Xu, this won't work! We're on duty, but I can tell you that if you go inside, you should be able to take a closer look! ”

"Oh, thank you, brother!"

"You're welcome, I think you should have come here to change weapons, with so many things! Our brigade commander said, now come to change things, go over there! ”

The guard platoon commander pointed to the distance, and then Xu Fei waved his hand and led a group of people over there.

During this period, a little warrior carried an old sleeve on his back, looked at a warrior in his hand and asked Garand:

"Comrade, what kind of gun is this?"

"Garand!"

Receiving a reply, the little soldier tightened the old sleeve on his back, nodded thoughtfully, and followed.

"There have been so many people who have come here in the past few days, and they have all come to us to change weapons and equipment!"

A soldier whispered, but the guard platoon commander said earnestly:

"Some time ago, the devil sweep was too serious, the casualties of each unit were not small, and the losses were very large, I heard that we can exchange weapons and equipment, of course we will rush over!"

"Also, in addition to our detachment, the following brigades have fought with devils a few times!"

But just as a group of them were talking, the soldier who was asked the name of the gun by the little soldier just now burst out coldly:

"Platoon commander, what kind of gun was that little soldier carrying on his back just now? Why haven't I seen it?"

"I ......"

If it weren't for the innocent eyes of this little warrior, everyone would have wanted to go up and beat him.

But it's only been about four months since he joined the army, and he really hasn't seen the old routines, and now they are the worst made in Hanyang!

"That's called the old sleeve!"

"Huh? That's the old routine, that's not the worst step......"

"Ahem!"

Just as he was about to say the worst rifle, the platoon commander coughed twice, and then a convoy of wagons came outside.

"Deputy ...... of the 1st Battalion of the New 2nd Regiment"

……

Xu Fei and the others walked some way, and they didn't know where they were, but when they saw that there was a place full of people, they also pulled the carriage over.

Sure enough, it was here, and at this time, a few people around came up with a smile and smiled:

"This old Xu! You're here too! ”

It is estimated that an old army came out and knew each other, so there was a bear hug when they met.

"Yes, circle, Lao Wen, you are here too!"

Several people were surprised, and then someone said:

"Fortunately, Captain Li asked us to pull things over to change weapons and equipment, otherwise we would have waited for the snow to melt in the first half of this year, and the battle would not be easy to fight!"

"Yes! The devil's circle is tight, last year our regiment suffered more than half of the casualties, two-thirds of the weapons were lost, it is really impossible to fight, our regiment commander has not had a good year, his hair is gray, and the political commissar is begging people everywhere! But there is no way, other troops are like this! ”

In fact, at the beginning of this year, Li Jian took out nearly 3,000 rifles to support the nearby brother troops, which temporarily alleviated some of their predicament.

However, there were more than a dozen regiments in their vicinity, plus some of the teacher's stock, each regiment was less than four hundred guns, and there were no bullets, so of course they were in a hurry.

But now that there is such news as the independent detachment, they hurried over, which is equivalent to giving them a hope to hold on!