Under the night sky, the cold wind is blowing!

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

Sasha...

The sound of the body rubbing against the thatch sounded, but it was very small, and you wouldn't be able to hear it if you didn't stop and listen carefully.

"Let's go down!"

Suddenly a searchlight came over, and a large area was illuminated instantly. The Japanese looked in another direction without finding any abnormalities on the wardrobe.

“Huhu…”

A group of people on the top of the mountain made heavy breathing sounds. Fortunately, there were no Japanese around, otherwise they would have been discovered!

"Company Commander, there is about 400 meters of barbed wire here, and the Japanese on the other side also piled up some iron racks..."

A vanguard said quickly with a circle of grass rings on his head.

The man next to him looked forward and found that there was no one. He waved his hand to the back and said:

"Hurry, cut off all the Japanese barbed wire for me!"

The Japanese were puzzled. The Eighth Route Army did not fight with them, but instead stole more than 400 meters of barbed wire one night. There was nothing left except the bare pole standing there!

"Shhh..."

A team of Eighth Route Army soldiers were built on Hanyang, and pulled a team of rags in a carriage and walked forward with big strides. The one who led the lead was still whistling, and seemed very happy.

Let’s take a closer look at the things on their carriage. They were all barbed wire, broken iron kettle and oil barrels, and many messy things that could not be distinguished at all. However, they all have one common characteristic, that is, they are all metal.

"Company Commander, how much can you exchange for so much iron and copper?"

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

"Um……"

The company commander pondered for a moment, looked at the loads of their carriages, and said:

"I heard from the regiment commander that these things should be exchanged for about two thousand rifle bullets! If we talk nice things to Captain Li, we will probably be able to give us a few boxes of grenades!"

"So many things? It's worth it for us to come this time!"

The little warrior exclaimed, then he became even more tightly on the rag on the carriage.

After a while, they arrived at Jianmen. There were many pedestrians coming and going, because next to Jianmen Fortress is the big ancient town, which is different from before. It is more than ten times more prosperous than before, and has expanded by about twice.

Many people come here to do business, and they are not afraid at all when they see themselves holding guns.

As they walked, they reached the periphery of Jianmen. A soldier holding the flower mechanism in his hand stopped them and asked:

"Which unit are you from? Why are you here?"

The company commander at the front tidy up his clothes, walked up and saluted:

"I am from the 2nd Company of the 3rd Battalion of our New First Division, 1st Regiment, and I am the company commander Xu Fei!"

"Hello, Captain Xu!"

The guard platoon leader quickly stood up and saluted, and then Xu Fei looked at the guy in the hands of one of their guard platoons, which scared him.

Good! One platoon of more than fifty people, two Czech light machine guns, and more than a dozen people were holding flower machines in their hands. The other one was either the 38th hood or a gun he had never seen before!

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

He only had more than 100 people in his company, and he had a crooked light machine gun, and his firepower was not even half of his platoon!

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

The guard platoon leader saw Xu Fei in a daze and asked in confusion.

"Oh, brother, can you show me the guy in your hand?"

He asked at the moment pointing at a warrior holding Garland.

"Sorry, Company Commander Xu, this is not OK! We are 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 be here to change weapons, escorting so many things! Our brigade commander said that we are here to change things now, and we will go there together!"

The guard platoon leader 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 looked at a warrior with an old sleeve on his back and asked:

"What kind of gun is this comrade?"

"Garland!"

After receiving the reply, the little soldier tightened the old sleeve on his back, and nodded in particular and followed again.

"There are so many people coming here in the past few days. They all come here to change their weapons and equipment!"

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

"The Japanese mobilization some time ago was too serious. All the troops suffered heavy casualties and suffered huge losses. I heard that we could change our weapons and equipment, so of course we would rush over in a swarm!"

"Yes, except for our detachment, the following brigades have fought with the Japanese several times!"

However, just as they were talking to each other, the soldier who was asked about the name of the gun by the little soldier suddenly said:

"Platform leader, what kind of gun was the little soldier carrying on his back just now? Why haven't I seen it before?"

"I……"

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

But he has only been in the army for about four months and has never seen an old sleeve. Now they are the worst made by Hanyang!

"That's called an old sleeve!"

"Ah? That's the old sleeve, that's not the worst step..."

"Ahem!"

Just as he was about to talk about the worst rifle, the platoon leader coughed twice, and then a convoy of carriages came from outside.

"Deputy of the First Battalion of the New Second Regiment..."

...

Xu Fei and the others walked some roads, but 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.

It was indeed here. At this time, a few people around him came up with a smile and said:

"This old Xu! You are here too!"

It was probably from an old army and they knew each other, so when they met, they came to a bear hug.

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

Several people were surprised, and then someone said:

"Fortunately, Captain Li asked us to bring things over to change our weapons and equipment. Otherwise, we would not be able to fight when we waited for the snow in the first half of this year!"

"Yes! The Japanese circle is tight. Last year, our regiment suffered more than half of the casualties and lost two-thirds of the weapons. It is really impossible to fight. Our regiment commander has not had a good year, his hair has turned white, and the political commissar is asking people everywhere! But there is no way, the same is true for other troops!"

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

But there were more than a dozen regiments nearby, and some of the teachers were in stocks each regiment were divided into less than four hundred guns, and there were no bullets. Of course, they were anxious.

But now with the news of the Independent Detachment, they came over quickly, which was equivalent to giving them a hope of holding on!
Chapter completed!