"Why are you here to report, Zhang Dabiao?"

Looking at Huzi, the guard who walked in front of him, Li Yunlong, who was drinking sweet potato roast, frowned.

After the new regiment successfully broke through, it was stationed in Xingjia Village, and then, the impatient Grand Master Li pressed the signal and contacted Chen Fan, who sent an entourage to receive Bantian, and Li Yunlong asked Zhang Dabiao and Huzi to hand over Bantian.

Why is Huzi the only one to report now?

"Battalion Commander Zhang is a little injured" Huzi replied honestly: "I've already seen Dr. Han, there is no problem, I said that I would just rest for a day or two, so I will report"

There is only one emergency medical class in the new regiment, and there is only one doctor who is considered orthodox by Dr. Han, and the others are all hygienists who know a little bandaging and first aid.

Zhang Dabiao was injured, how did he get hurt? A day or two of rest will be fine, only minor injuries······ Li Yunlong was stunned, and Huzi continued:

"Sakata's body has been handed over to the people sent by the other party, and the list of weapons has also been handed over to them, we followed your order and left the other party for dinner, but the other party left directly" Torako continued to report honestly.

"They don't have any problems after reading the list of weapons and ammunition," Li Yunlong asked.

Grand Master Li was a little nervous.

He was worried that it would be difficult for the other party to gather these weapons and ammunition in a short time, or they could only provide some of them, or the quantity would have to be discounted, or the number of types would have to be changed.

Thirty tons of weapons and ammunition, this is not a small amount, even if Yan Laoxi, who is so rich, takes out so much at one time, it is enough to choke.

At that time, more than 30,000 people from the three divisions of the Eighth Route Army supported the Taiyuan Campaign, and Yan Laoxi dragged his feet for a long time, but he only took out 500,000 rounds of ammunition, a total of 10 tons, and the quality difference was poor.

Thirty tons of ammunition, delivered in two installments, one of 15 tons, Chen Fan provided a list of the types of weapons that could be provided, and Grand Master Li selected the types and quantities of weapons and ammunition according to the current situation of the new regiment and the future development plan of the new regiment that he formulated.

If he can get this batch of weapons and ammunition, then after half a year, his new regiment will develop into a super regiment of 2,000 people, and it will become the absolute first main regiment in the whole army, the kind that can completely annihilate the devil brigade alone.

I don't know if the other party can provide it all, if not, the development plan of the regiment will have to be changed... Grand Master Li thought in his heart.

He fulfilled his dream of building the new regiment into the first regiment of the whole army and relied on these weapons and ammunition.

Thirty tons of weapons and ammunition is enough for a thousand-person regiment to use for a long time, not counting the Cangyunling battle, in the past, even if the whole regiment was dispatched, the new regiment consumed a maximum of about one ton of ammunition at one time, about 5,000 rounds of ammunition per battle, and there would be a little more grenades, but most of them were made in the border area or directly self-made horsetail grenades, and the main force to solve the enemy was bayonets.

No way, poor.

As far as the Eighth Route Army is concerned, the main factor restricting its development is weapons, whether it is the main force regiment, the backbone regiment, or the county brigade or the military engineering team, it is necessary to formulate a team development plan according to the weapon.

As many weapons there are, they will be equipped with as many corresponding fighters, and with the development of modern warfare to the present, the superiority in numbers has become more and more pale.

When calculating combat effectiveness, it is not counting people, but counting how many guns there are.

"No, he checked the number of species and left," Huzi replied, and then added: "They said that around 7 o'clock tomorrow morning, Mr. Chen Fan will personally deliver the goods to the vicinity of the regiment headquarters."

"Okay, I see" Li Yunlong nodded, and his heart breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he was also a little amazed and a little puzzled.

Amazingly, fifteen tons of ammunition can be collected in one day, and it can be transported to his station, it seems that this Chen Fan brother's ability is even greater than he imagined, and his family is much richer than he imagined. This strength is definitely not inferior to Yan Laoxi, who worked hard to establish the Jin Arsenal.

If these fifteen tons of weapons and ammunition, the other party can still ensure the super high quality of weapons and ammunition, then even Yan Laoxi is far inferior.

After the battle of Cangyunling, he found that the quality of the weapons and ammunition that Chen Fan gave him was so high that it could be called the best that Grand Master Li had ever seen, it was simply a work of art, and the devil's weapon was compared with Chen Fan's weapon, just like the gap between the Eighth Route Army's self-made and the devil's.

In short, it's very evil.

I wonder why I have to trade with him if I have this strength, why not just form a unit and do it with the Japanese? And why are there bounties for the Japanese? And came to him on purpose?

However, he didn't bother to think about it, anyway, the weapon was already in hand, as for the other party's purpose, whatever he wanted, at present, the unlucky one is a devil, and only a devil, that's enough.

"Wait a minute, you just said that Zhang Dabiao was slightly injured, how did he get hurt?"

Stopping Huzi, who was about to leave, Grand Master Li suddenly remembered Zhang Dabiao's matter.

As the commander of his first battalion, he naturally knows him very well.

Zhang Dabiao, who likes to be good at fist and foot kung fu, was the former platoon commander of the Northwest Army's broadsword team, left the Northwest Army to visit relatives after the Battle of Xifengkou, and found that his hometown was robbed by devils, and his family died at the hands of devils, so he participated in the Eighth Route Army to fight devils, starting from a platoon commander all the way to the current battalion commander.

He is good at local tactical command, has a keen sense of battlefield intuition, and is a good fighter in battle.

"He fights with others, and he is ... accidentally knocked out" Huzi's words were a little distracted.

Zhang Dabiao asked him not to tell the regiment commander before he started, but now he fainted, and after hesitating for a while, Huzi still explained honestly.

"Fist and foot kung fu knocked Zhang Dabiao unconscious? Who's doing it? Li Yunlong's eyes lit up.

When it comes to fist and foot kung fu, the whole new group is afraid that no one can be one-on-one with Zhang Dabiao, even if he Li Yunlong can't, although he has also practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his martial arts are outstanding, but there is a difference between people, the two of them have fought more than ten times, and Li Yunlong has never won.

Master Li was very angry about this...

"No, it's ... The person sent by Mr. Chen Fan, "Huzi's words are even more fragmented.

Fighting with guests, this head of the regiment is afraid that he will go crazy.

"That man who is at least two meters long? Haha" Contrary to Huzi's expectations, Li Yunlong was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and continued to ask:

"How many moves did Zhang Dabiao hold?"

He had also seen Chen Fan's entourage twice before, once in Cangyunling, and the second time when he handed over Bantian before, when the system entourage had a physique of nearly three hundred kilograms, which was comparable to the arms of a big man's waist, so that Grand Master Li looked at it and called me Di Niang.

Zhang Dabiao is less than 200 pounds, and in front of others, he is a little chicken. After three or five moves, he fell down.

"Battalion Commander Zhang kicked over, but his feet were not long enough, and he was slapped away before he could mention it, and then he fainted" Huzi still honestly recounted the battle.

was stunned at first, and then Grand Master Li suddenly covered his stomach and laughed wildly, and even knocked over the sweet potato roast on the table: "The legs are not long enough? Slap slap knocked out? Aha, Zhang Dabiao, Zhang Dabiao, you also have today"

Zhang Dabiao relies on his fists and feet, and is often arrogant in front of him, and he has been unpleasant for a long time.