Chapter 48: A Short Halftime Happy Hour
When the Japanese squadron, which had only a small half of the personnel left, retreated in a panic to the position of the starting position 500 outside the foot of the mountain, it was only after they stopped in fear.
On the sniper position in the Brown Gower, bursts of cheers immediately rang out.
Especially on the positions of the team in the third district, it has become a sea of joy.
A group of netizens raised their middle fingers in their hands at the Japanese in the distance; they spoke in various dialects to greet each other's female relatives.
Expressing his thoughts of forcibly having an inappropriate relationship with the other party.
Or, someone took out the crime and started to excrete to those people.
It’s no wonder they are a little out of control now. It’s mainly because in the short battle just now, the rookies actually killed almost 70 Japanese devils, but there were no casualties on their side.
Such a record can be said to be a brilliant victory wherever you put it.
Therefore, facing such a crazy celebration by netizens, Hu Biao had no intention of stopping.
In fact, if it weren't for his identity as an intern commander, he thought he needed to pretend to be calm; he would also want to jump up and join the celebration together.
He knew very well that such a victory in the first battle was too critical and came too timely.
After this victory, the rookies who were originally trembling when shooting were fired cannot be said to be able to be reborn in the battles later.
But at least, at least, it is more decisive and brave, because the spirit is raised.
But Hu Biao still feels that this level of improvement is a bit insufficient.
So, after everyone celebrated for nearly two minutes, Hu Biao shouted loudly:
"Everyone moved. Taking advantage of the rare opportunity now, the large Japanese troops have not arrived yet, so hurry up and clean up the spoils on the Japanese.
Bullets, grenades, and weapons are all needed. By the way, they also checked whether there are valuable items in their pockets, so they all took them away.
In addition, don’t let go of small things like helmets, kettles, and belts; don’t look down on these small things, but you can take them back and it’s hundreds of dollars.
But remember that weapons and ammunition can be used to fight first, and everything else must be handed over to the public. You can hand it over to the swordsman for statistics. After the task is completed, you will be allocated together to ensure that everyone will have one."
Amid Hu Biao's shouts, all the netizens immediately became excited.
There was no time to continue to show off. He rushed out of the trenches and rushed towards the corpses.
The corpses of the Japanese who died in battle probably started from a position of 30 meters on the position and fell to the ground and spread all the way to the hillside.
After all, after the Japanese corpses rolled down for a distance, they would stop at some relatively gentle positions, and it was impossible to roll all the way to the foot of the mountain...
Soon afterwards, a voice full of surprise came from the mouths of netizens.
"Damn it! My buddy finally doesn't have to continue to use the singles to play. This Japanese 38th hood is quite new."
A netizen first put on a 90-type steel helmet on his forehead, holding a 38-large cover in his hand, which was full of surprise, full of disgust for single-player rifle.
Another netizen was holding a backpack and shouting excitedly:
"Son of the Turtle, look at what this bastard stuffed in his bag? There are so many Yuan Datou. This kind of Yuan Datou can be sold for at least 200 yuan each, right?"
"200? I will charge as much as you have. Yuan Datou, which has a quality and quality, is at least 800 yuan per person; if there are more quantity, the price will be higher."
This is what Yuan Sin said. It seems that the Yuan Datou who this guy brought back last time went very smoothly.
While answering, he kept hanging the bullet boxes on the Japanese, storing more food for the crooked handkerchief.
About 10 meters left, bacon's face was even more smiling.
Not only did he finally get the spoils this time, but he calmed down a huge resentment in his heart, but the spoils he got were still particularly abundant.
Mainly, as soon as he rushed out of the trench, he rushed straight towards the Japanese captain squadron leader.
After almost stripping it naked, it was a very rewarding one. Not to mention anything else, just two yellow yellow croakers made him unable to pull out his eyes.
Yang Dongli's words immediately lit up after overturning the body of a Japanese military officer.
Mainly on this Japanese man, he found a mullet gun.
This should be a "Royal" trumpet gun produced in Spain. The gun body is 140 mm long and uses 7.63 mm caliber bullets, loading 10 rounds, and has a fast and slow machine structure.
Although this thing is a bit rougher than Mauser's original product.
But compared to the various domestic counterfeit products, it is much more exquisite.
So after a quick glance at Hu Biao and found that the guy was grinning and not realizing the situation here.
Yang Dongli quickly inserted the spoils into his belt and covered them with his clothes.
Anyway, Hu Biao's grandson said just now that weapons and ammunition can be used first, so Lao Yang's method is not a problem.
In short, with the hard work of a group of netizens, they all obtained a large amount of spoils.
That is, when they kept cleaning the battlefield and when they stepped forward to a position a hundred meters away from the position, the Japanese who reacted began to shoot guns and fire grenades from afar.
Although there was no result in any battle for a while, netizens did not dare to move forward.
But even so, the 30 or so Japanese who were stripped naked also made netizens feel like they were getting rich like a bird gun changing cannon.
The swordsman who kept registering the trophy never stopped smiling.
Considering that only more spoils are allowed to benefit the netizens this time, so that multiple people will respond to the next call.
So even if the Japanese opened fire from a distance, Hu Biao did not intend to let go of the Japanese corpses from a little further away.
He shouted again at the netizens who were Xiaofu Ze'an:
"What are you doing when you are just standing there? You can find a longer stick or a rope. For example, you can pull the Japanese to come over by bringing the armed forces together and making a hook. That thing is all money~"
As soon as Hu Biao shouted this, he found that the old Ma from the county brigade came over with a smirk.
While handing over a pack of Golden Rooster cigarettes in his hand, he spoke: "Captain Hu, come and smoke the Japanese cigarettes. This is what we just seized."
"Do you smoke me?" Hu Biao took out the few remaining sand cigarettes and brought one to the old horse.
The main thing is the Japanese that don’t even have a filter. It’s okay to smoke occasionally, but after smoking too much, I don’t say anything about tobacco. I feel that it’s too rushing.
After lighting cigarettes for both of them, Hu Biao went straight to the point: "If you have something to say, I have something to do."
Lao Ma was also worried about Hu Biao's impatientness and said with a haha:
"We have only seized a few rifles, and now there are still many soldiers who have no links in their hands. Isn't it good to seize them now? Otherwise, I will support us a little, and I will definitely be a reporter for this favor."
"Yes, I'll give you 21 singles and 10 38 large covers, and 1,000 ammunition." After hesitating for a while, Hu Biao gave a positive answer.
But before Lao Ma could express his gratitude happily, Hu Biao said again: "But you want to give me the shell gun on your waist, and my gun doesn't have enough firepower."
Lao Ma: "..."
In this way, in the past forty minutes from early 8 o'clock that night to almost 9 o'clock, the netizens were filled with joy.
This is also their only happy time in this mission.
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Lao Ma's shell gun is also a domestically produced copycat, and it should be the current product made by the Hu Zhongnan army.
The specific version of the imitation should be the Spanish number MM31: Astra 903 type maverick gun.
Mainly, Hu Biao saw the words engraved on the gun, "Thirty-four collective army, military repair center", "Building in 29th year".
But after getting this copycat, Hu Biao was still full of surprises.
Because of this misunderstanding, the counterfeit shell gun that ended up falling into Lao Ma's hand still looked 50% new.
Moreover, the long fixed bullet cabin on the gun represents that this thing is the most popular 20-stroke, which is the type that can hold 20 rounds of bullets.
In this way, the result of 30 bullets being called out at one time will make Hu Biao more confident in the next battle.
Unfortunately, Hu Biao's good mood did not last for five minutes.
At that time, Hu Biao was fiddling with the newly obtained 20-sounding muffle gun, but suddenly a sentence sounded in his ear: "Not good! There is something wrong."
Suddenly, Hu Biao quickly jumped into the trench and hugged it around his neck. He looked at the foot of the mountain with the 37-type 6*18 telescope he seized last time.
I saw that under the guidance of the moonlight, there should be a large brigade of Japanese soldiers, with thousands of people approaching quickly.
That dense posture makes people feel a little numb.
This is not the most deadly thing, because a little further away, some cars have already stopped. A large number of Japanese men jumped out of the car and ran towards some gadgets dragged behind the butt of the car.
After vaguely realizing what that thing was, Hu Biao shouted wildly:
"No, don't want anything! Come back quickly and hide in the anti-cannon hole."
Chapter completed!