PFC Chapter 273 Don’t you want to make some more progress?
Chapter 273 Don’t you want to make some more progress?
Looking around, there are Type 38 rifles, melon-shaped grenades, Type 99 light rifles, Type 92 heavy machine guns, Type 92 infantry guns, grenade launchers, and so on.
There are several warehouses for each weapon!
Not to mention those warehouses specifically used to store the Japanese military uniforms, leather shoes, daily necessities and living supplies!
"Captain Qin, this?"
Huang Liang felt his throat dry, swallowed hard, and turned to ask Qin Long.
"Captain Huang, quickly have the comrades move as much as they can."
Qin Long, who knew very well how much the revolutionary predecessors lacked weapons and ammunition, nodded and said to Huang Liang.
After all, if they can get more weapons and ammunition, they can sacrifice fewer people in future battles.
Although Qin Long doesn't dare to say how many years in advance he can help defeat the Japanese, he can at least make the battle less difficult for the revolutionary predecessors!
"This……"
To be honest, Qin Long's generosity made Huang Liang feel a little embarrassed.
Huang Liang rubbed his hands:
"We received orders from above..."
But Qin Long didn't let him finish his words, but said directly:
"Captain Huang, think about it, there are so many things! Even if you work hard, you may not be able to move them all!"
"Willn't it be left to the Japanese to use these weapons and ammunition to harm us Dragon people?"
"So Captain Huang, please don't be polite to me. This isn't my logistics warehouse, it belongs to the Japanese!"
"yes!!!"
After Qin Long said this, Huang Liang immediately said bitterly:
"That's right! We have to move it vigorously! We have to move as much as we can!"
Having said that, Huang Liang turned around and shouted at He Ping:
"He Ping! Tell the comrades to quickly line up and move things from the Japanese warehouse!"
"Remember! Move as much as you can!"
"Yes!"
He Ping's eyes had been shining since he was staring at the things in the warehouse, so he replied immediately!
Then, he led more than 6,000 soldiers from the Ninth Regiment and began to move things out of the warehouse.
More than 6,000 people moved things very quickly. It didn't take long for He Ping to report to Huang Liang:
"Report to the captain! We have moved everything that needs to be moved out of the warehouse!"
Having said this, He Ping glanced at Qin Long, then continued to report with a slightly red face:
"A total of Type 650 rifles! 90 Type 50 rifles, 25 rounds of ammunition, Type heavy machine guns, and rounds of ammunition."
"There are also 6 cantaloupe grenades, 50 grenade launchers, 500 grenade launcher shells, 90 small steel cannons (Type 6 100mm light mortars), and rounds of small steel cannon shells."
As He Ping continued his reports, Huang Liang's face became increasingly darker.
But what Huang Liang didn't expect was that He Ping hadn't finished his report yet:
"Commander, I also had my comrades pull two Ghost Cannons (Type 100 Infantry Cannons) out of the warehouse! They brought in rounds of Ghost Cannon ammunition!"
When saying this, He Ping even looked proud!
But when these words reached Huang Liang's ears, it was not the case.
At this time, Huang Liang's face had become as black as the bottom of a pot!
He took two steps forward and kicked He Ping, cursing as he kicked:
"You rascal! Can you carry so many things?! You really don't take yourself seriously..."
But before Huang Liang could kick He Ping, Qin Long grabbed him.
"Hey! Old Huang! You're being so formal!"
Just now, Huang Liang suggested to Qin Long that it was too strange for them to address each other by their titles, so from now on, Qin Long should call him Lao Huang and he would call Qin Long Lao Qin.
Although it was a bit awkward for Qin Long, a good young man, to be called Lao Qin, he really couldn't bear to refuse the enthusiasm of these revolutionary predecessors.
So I followed Huang Liang's wishes.
Qin Long pulled Huang Liang, who looked unhappy, aside:
"Old Huang! This is boring. Comrade He Ping didn't take much either."
"what?!"
Huang Liang looked at Qin Long in surprise!
Isn’t that much?!
He really couldn't imagine how much was too much for Qin Long!
To be honest, Huang Liang really thinks they moved too much!
Otherwise, he wouldn't have gotten angry on the spot.
You know, at this time, our army had just been surrounded and suppressed by the Japanese, and the weapons and ammunition of each unit had suffered severe damage!
Take the 120th Regiment for example. As one of the main regiments of the th Division, their equipment is already one of the best-equipped units in our army!
Although they still have a gun for each person, ammunition is in short supply!
We do have some light machine guns, but generally I'm reluctant to use them.
The machine gunners counted the bullets they fired, having to maintain a certain level of fire suppression while ensuring that every bullet hit the Japanese as much as possible.
This also meant that they had to shorten the fighting distance to a close enough distance.
The consequence of doing this is that the casualties among the soldiers increased significantly!
As for things like mortars and grenade launchers, they no longer have them.
In order to help Qin Long this time, Huang Liang emptied his family's savings and rushed here with his comrades!
Even so, each person only had 5 bullets, and those who were particularly good at shooting only had 10 bullets...
But after arriving here, Huang Liang discovered that Qin Long had already taken care of everything by himself and killed all the Japanese devils.
That's why Huang Liang got angry after listening to He Ping's report!
Although their Ninth Regiment was short of weapons and ammunition, He Ping felt that the amount of things he had taken away was too much! It was too much!
Take those two ghost cannons for example. Not to mention his Ninth Regiment, none of our army’s regiments have them at the moment!
All artillery is at the brigade headquarters!
"Old Huang! Old Huang?!"
At this moment, Huang Liang heard Qin Long calling him several times, and then he came to his senses:
"Old Qin, that rascal He Ping has been hungry for too long. Seeing so many delicious things all at once, he can't wait to eat them all!"
"Don't take it to heart!"
After all, Zhangjiakou was taken by Qin Long, and all the Japanese devils were killed by Qin Long.
Huang Liang felt really uncomfortable both mentally and humiliated about moving so many things from the warehouse.
Although Qin Long had just said that He Ping moved too little, Huang Liang only took it as a polite remark from Qin Long.
But Qin Long's next words made Huang Liang realize that he was not being polite to him:
"Old Huang, as far as I know, our Ninth Regiment had a maximum strength of 1.2 men, right?"
"Don't you want to make further progress? Expand the size of our Ninth Regiment back to normal? At least expanding it to 1.5 people shouldn't be a problem, right?"
With Huang Liang looking like he was saying, "Old Qin, you really think highly of me," Qin Long continued to deceive him... Ugh! He persuaded him:
"Look, with an army of 1.5 people, don't you have to move the guns back first? Then just recruit people. When they come in, they'll have guns immediately, wouldn't that be great?"
"Adding in the losses from the battle, you'll need to carry back at least 2.5 Type 100 rifles. As for bullets, we'll have to take at least 250 rounds per person, right? That's exactly million rounds!"
"Shouldn't we assign light machine guns to our squads? Aren't 650 a bit too few? Adding in combat losses, I think 2000 is about enough."
Huang Liang was dumbfounded after listening to Qin Long's "persuasion"!