"Huang Baowang, are you a fucking mouse?"

"You also pick up this garbage?"

After the battle, Zhang Dabiao, who was inspecting the battlefield, saw Huang Baowang picking up bullet casings on the snow, and greeted him with a scolding.

"Company commander, this is a good bullet case, pure copper, pick it up and hand it over to the arsenal to reload the bullet!" While picking up the bullet casings, Huang Baowang muttered in response.

"Look at your little bit of talent"

Zhang Dabiao rolled his eyes: "Hurry up, now the bullet shells in the regiment can keep the arsenal busy, even if you pick up more, it's useless, don't waste time here"

Even if it is a reloading bullet, the arsenal at the headquarters will produce 2,000 rounds a day...

Primers, propellants, and warheads all need to be produced in-house, and the technical difficulty of these things is not low.

Moreover, 2,000 rounds per day is still the design output!

Now, there are a thousand who burn high incense every day!

After this battle, the regiment was able to produce at least 500,000 shells, which was enough for the arsenal to work for more than half a year.

"But..."

Looking at the bullet casings all over the ground, and then looking at the guns and ammunition of the devils in the valley, Huang Baowang was a little distressed.

"There will be no shortage of bullets in our regiment in the future, and the machine gun will be able to burst out every time it fights in the future" raised his eyebrows, Zhang Dabiao kicked Huang Baowang's buttocks, and urged in a scolding tone.

The mission has been completed perfectly, and a hundred tons of weapons and ammunition have arrived...

A hundred tons!

Plus in the future business, do you still need to pick up bullet casings?

Didn't you see that the labor and management didn't even bother to pick up the weapons and ammunition of the devils?

Even the long hair scolded people, and it was indeed a waste of time to collect bullet casings, Huang Baowang could only get up and leave helplessly, and before leaving, he picked up a bullet and stuffed it into his pocket.

The corners of Zhang Dabiao's eyes jumped:

"Hurry up..."

From the valley, the mountain road began to become flat and open, there were more fields around, and some roads were even paved with stones, and the speed of the assault team increased significantly, and Huang Baowang finally did not have to enjoy the shame of being led by a mule.

Confirming that no one was left behind, Zhang Dabiao looked at the pocket watch in his hand and nodded with satisfaction: "This battle is comfortable, the devils are weak, their firepower is strong, and the ammunition is sufficient, and it didn't take twenty minutes to annihilate more than 30 devils."

Walking at the end was Huang Baowang and his class, when Zhang Dabiao caught up, he took a closer look at Huang Baowang's class, especially the four mules, and almost fell off his eyes.

He found that each of the mules behind him had a bag full of ammunition shells.

The assault company fought a total of two battles, the first time in Shuangfeng Town, and the second time in the valley just now...

The valley was stopped by itself, that is, these shells were from Shuangfeng Town...

Shuangfeng Town just has so little free time, how did this guy pick up all the bullet casings when did he pick them up?

"You're really a mouse"

The corners of his mouth twitched, but Zhang Dabiao didn't force Huang Baowang to take it down.

A few thousand shells are not heavy, so just carry them.

When the business is more and richer in the future, it is estimated that no one will pick up the bullet shell when it is thrown on the ground...

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An hour had passed since the assault company ambushed the devil squad, and the leader of the devil squadron in Hirayama City, Ida Konji, learned the news that his squad of more than 30 people had been wiped out.

The devil who reported the news was the one who was slapped and kicked and fainted in the snow pit before.

As the saying goes, misfortune and fortune depend on blessing and misfortune lurk.

was slightly injured by a slap and a kick by his own people, but he also escaped death.

The explosion of the grenade woke up the unlucky devil in a daze, and when he climbed out of the snow pit, the assault company had already gone far, and saw that the entire squad had been wiped out, and there was not a single intact corpse, the devil collapsed in fright on the spot, and staggered all the way back to Pingshan City.

Hirayama Castle, inside the headquarters of the devils.

"Yaga ·····"

Ida Konji is a rare tall and strong Japanese soldier, a height of 1.8 meters, weighing nearly 100 kilograms, a face crawling with horizontal flesh, hearing the news that his team was completely annihilated, he was furious and his backhand was a slap.

Smack···

When a man is strong, he has great strength.

In a state of rage, the strength of the hand is even more extraordinary.

This slap directly spun the reported devil fan, and after spiraling in the air for several turns, he fell heavily to the ground, fainted, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, Captain Ozawa, the leader of the Devil Cavalry Squadron who had arrived from Shuangfeng Town, happened to arrive.

Seeing the ghost soldier who was fanned straight and fell down, Ozawa subconsciously touched his face, recalling the years when he was beaten before.

He couldn't help but complain in his heart, why do imperial officers always like to slap their subordinates when they are angry, the general fanned the lieutenant general, the lieutenant general fanned the major general, and the major general fanned the adjutantant, all the way down, and he never got tired of it·····

It is said that within a year, no less than half of the squad was killed because of the slap of the superior!

Where did this bad habit come from?

"Ida-kun, what happened?" Avoiding the unlucky devil who fell to the ground, Ozawa asked suspiciously.

"An hour ago, one of my search squads was wiped out by the guerrillas, and all the more than thirty samurai were broken, and it was the guerrillas who did it" Ida Konji patted his somewhat sour hands, his tone with anger and fear.

Fortunately, I didn't personally lead the team out to search...

"An hour ago?"

"Where was it ambushed?"

Ozawa was keenly aware of the timing problem.

It's only been three hours since Shuangfeng Town was attacked, and an hour ago they encountered a search team, and the group of attackers was moving too fast...

"It's about four kilometers from here, on the mountain road to Shuangfeng Town"

Ida Konji replied, and at the same time marked the specific location on the map: "Here, and the other party has completely annihilated my squad of more than 30 people in a very short period of time, and the combat effectiveness is not weak."

"More than four kilometers, how can you move so fast?" Looking at the location on the map and measuring the location of Shuangfeng Town, Ozawa frowned suddenly.

An hour earlier, a search unit had attacked a squad four kilometers from Hirayama Castle.

In other words, after the other party attacked Shuangfeng Town, it only took two hours to march more than ten kilometers in the mountains...

And it's also on the snowy mountain road!

Is this possible?

Or did the gang not carry the seized medicines and travel lightly?

But even if it's a light march in the mountains, it's hard to do!

A bunch of doubts flashed through his mind.

"You immediately call Sanhao Dazuo, the two of us will see for ourselves, bring more people, since the other party has annihilated a half squad in such a short time, then the actual combat effectiveness should be equivalent to half an infantry squadron"

Ozawa said.

"Good"

Ida Konji nodded, his tone solemn.

He knew exactly what his men were!

In fact, the combat effectiveness of one of his squadrons is equivalent to that of a squad of the second-line division...

The guerrillas can annihilate his squad of more than 30 people in a short time, and with the strength of his group of subordinates, then his entire squadron will be able to deliver food if he pulls it up!

If there was no cavalry squadron coming, he would definitely curl up in Pingshan City and kill him and not get out!

Hell knows if this eccentric guerrilla group had any intention of ambushing him...

The two of them were busy separately, and the devils in the headquarters also gathered.

In order to ensure the safety of his own life, Ida Jinji summoned all the devils in Hirayama City and about fifty puppet soldiers to go out together, and Ozawa Duo also gathered his cavalry squadron.

This group of unknown guerrillas showed great combat effectiveness, and they did not dare to be careless...

A huge team of nearly 300 people walked towards the ambush site, leaving only the unlucky devil who had been slapped and didn't know if he was dead or not lying on the floor of the headquarters.

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"Nani?"

"This group of guerrillas appeared four kilometers away from Pingshan City, and also attacked a squad of the Imperial Army of Pingshan City?"

"And all the Imperial Army squads were wiped out?"

When Sanhao Dazuo heard the news of the staff officer's report, his jaw almost dropped.

He stared at the staff officer, as if to say, aren't you fucking lying to me?

"The thirty-three Imperial Samurai of the Hirayama Castle Squadron were wiped out by the guerrillas"

The staff officer's careful wording reminded Sanhao that it was not an entire squad that was completely annihilated, but a dissatisfied squad.

The devil squad is generally about fifty people.

"Sure it's the guerrillas? Not some other troops? Mihiro Dasa confirmed again.

Also the Imperial Samurai!

A bunch of waste.

He naturally knew what kind of waste the Pingshan City garrison was.

That's the reserve of the third-line division.

To put it bluntly, it is a concentration camp of waste and defective products, which is inferior to the soldiers recruited by the garrison brigade.

Those who are small and disabled, frail and sickly, and stupid in their brains are assigned to this kind of team, and they go to the countryside to bully the peasants, bully the unarmed guerrillas, and loot supplies.

However, thirty-three people, even thirty-three pigs, should not be wiped out by more than a hundred guerrillas in such a short time! Anyway, I also went through half a year of recruit training.

The strength of this group of guerrillas is not weak.

"Pretty much confirmed," the staff officer nodded.

Maps

Even though it was difficult to accept the reality, Sanhao Dasa still beckoned the staff officer to bring the map, determined the location of the guerrillas on the map, and said to himself: "The speed of the other side seems to be beyond our expectations, and the march is ten kilometers of mountain roads in two hours."

"Moreover, it is necessary to reassess the combat effectiveness of this group"

"The previous attack on Shuangfeng Town could have caught the imperial army by surprise, but this time to annihilate a squad in a short time, then the actual combat effectiveness of this group should not be weaker than half of the empire's squadron."

"It seems that this is not an ordinary guerrilla, it should be the so-called regular army of the Eighth Route Army of the other side, which has undergone special military training and has a certain amount of actual combat experience, and is equipped with good weapons."

Sanhao Dazuo nodded his head in a tone that suddenly understood, but then frowned.

The enemy's strength is not weak, so the search force they send must operate on the scale of a team, otherwise even if it is discovered, it will not be able to contain it, and it will even be eaten by the other party.

Although there are many people he can command tonight, they are all puppet troops and third-line garrisons, and their combat effectiveness is not strong.

"Immediately send a report to He County and Jing County, ordering them to search in full formations"

Sanhao Dazuo said: "In addition, inform the cavalry squadron and the garrison brigade that the cavalry will be sent to reconnoiter immediately after dawn, and the infantry brigade that will send this information to Xiyang"

"The chief of staff has ordered the infantry brigade over there to also set up a card to intercept this group of guerrillas, if you want to go to Yangquan, this group will definitely pass through Xiyang"

"There is still a distance of nearly 100 miles from Pingyang City to Xiyang, and we must surround and annihilate this group of people in between."

Xiyang is only thirty kilometers away from Yangquan, and it is the last city to belong to the Second Army to the west.

"Hi" The staff officer immediately ran to send a report.

"However, this group of guerrillas is relatively strong, and it also has an advantage that they belong to the regular army of the Eighth Route Army, and the punishment will not be so severe" After the staff officer left, Sanhao Dazuo muttered, his tone was full of joy.

A group of more than 100 regular soldiers of the Eighth Route Army lurked near Shijiazhuang to sneak attack the military station, and he was not alone in carrying this pot.