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Chapter 386: Handing over Danhe Town

At this moment, the personnel from the Intelligence Department hurriedly subscribed a telegram to come over.

"Report to the division commander, an emergency telephone from the underground party!"

"Oh, which direction is it?"

The teacher put down the pencil in his hand and walked over. The political commissar also stood up and helped his glasses.

The intelligence department shook his head, he was not qualified to know such a high-level secret.

The commander waved his hand and signaled that he could go down, and then opened the telegram:

The XX5th Regiment of the Jinsui Army, three days ago, may go to the Japanese, please be cautious!

I don’t know if the teacher can understand such a string of nonsense? But looking at Zheng Wei’s appearance, you know that the two must have understood the meaning of this.

"What exactly do the Jinsui Army want to do? Recently, it has brought out a batch of weapons and ammunition. I heard that the Jinsui Army often resells weapons and ammunition. This time, there is such a large batch. Could it be that they are really investing in the enemy?"

The signature of this telegram was a fork. The division commander knew the importance of the underground party and was not a major news, so the other party would not send a telegram at all.

Since it has been passed on, it means that the batch must be large enough, so large that it has to attract his attention.

"Hurry and send someone to check it out to see if the Jinsui Army has had contact with the Japanese recently?"

The news came soon. The frontier sentry received the news that the Jinsui Army did send a group of people to transport weapons and ammunition, but after a long time of disappearance in Huangshui Town, they took their people back.

The expressions on the faces of the commander and the political commissar were strange, and three words were silently chanting:

"Huangshui Town..."

When they looked at each other, they seemed to guess what the other person was thinking, and they said one thing at the same time:

"Li Feng!"

"What's the point of this guy?"

...

Of course, the little fat man is doing a good job. The people from the Jinsui Army are quite trustworthy. They don’t deduct much weapons and ammunition from them, and even guns are not impossible to fire. It seems that they value the location of Danhe Town very much.

"I said that the company commander, these two hundred guns are OK, all of which are formal rifles, as well as the weapons and ammunition for the past three months, don't worry about it!

The most important thing is these four Czech styles. Because the platoons just needed some weapons and equipment, they kept clamoring to equip them with a few machine guns a few days ago. I thought that the frontline needed better weapons and equipment, so I didn't get them.

It just so happened that they were equipped with all this time, so our command center is safer."

Li Feng did not stare at that episode of machine guns. They are not short of machine guns now, they just lack ammunition, and they are seriously lacking, so the recent live ammunition target shooting has been reduced from five bullets to three.

"This gun is pretty good. I used these guns some time ago when I was in Tianjin, but I brought too few and the amount of bullets was too small. This time the Jinsui Army happened to have all the guns equipped for us."

Looking at the 20 Thomson submachine guns placed on the table, Li Feng felt that he had made a profit this time. Although he spent a lot of money and had fewer little yellow croakers on the books, these weapons and ammunition were more important than those cold money.

The ghost is now in urgent need of some fully automatic anger. Things like the flower mechanism are not stable enough and will cause fire. However, the American Thomson is okay. Although the price is extremely expensive, it cannot withstand the reselling of the Jinsui Army. Anyway, it is because the country pays money, so these borers don’t care.

"Boss, look, Thomson is really good. If you want to go out to perform tasks in the future, you don't need to bring a machine gun. A Thomson drum has 50 bullets, which is much more effective than a machine gun medicine!"

The Eagle was holding a submachine gun in his hand, looking very happy. They broke several Thomsons before and are still feeling distressed. The most important thing is that the bullets of this thing have to be imported completely. The arsenal has not yet been put into production. After all, this thing is useless and most troops do not need it at all.

The troops using submachine guns are all prodigal sons, which is too much of a cost. Each person's one round of bullets is enough to fight three or four battles elsewhere.

"Don't be proud, remember to deport all the submachine guns we eliminated to various troops. The guards need these things. Each cadre above the platoon leader can own one. If not enough, buy it!"

Thomson and the others can’t get it, but it’s not easy to get the flower machinery. Their arsenal can build such submachine guns, and the output of a month can be five or six!

My sister has been idle recently, and she is out of control after being idle, and she wants whatever she wants. For example, she has a crush on the submachine gun in front of her.

He held it while gesturing. If there were bullets, he would probably have been fired ten times. Uncle Song, who was right in front of her, would probably be beaten into a sieve.

"Fatty, give me this gun!"

"No!" There is absolutely no gun. Why does a job mainly have so many guns? Li Feng did not forget that his sister had thirty guns from him. He gave her a turtle box and was disliked, saying that he didn't even want a beggar.

Now I'm interested in submachine guns again. This gun is not easy to give. After all, the ghost needs this thing now.

But the old sister didn't come to discuss with him. She left with a gun and a bullet. The panda mother carried the bullet on her back very hard, and the two of them were birds of a feather.

"Oh, my goddamn, I just..."

"Okay, the company commander, just keeps guns. Director Xiao has helped our troops a lot, so you can just go with her."

The hole for the gun cannot be opened. The old lady is not a big mouth, but it is a bit too much for her to show off in front of others with a gun, so that there is a large group of female soldiers in front of her that they also want to match a gun, but it cannot be that kind of thing that is too long, and the most important thing is that its power cannot be small.

Damn, how come there are so many good things in this world? This Thomson price is enough to buy three rifles. He was so angry that he drove a group of female soldiers out and closed the door and saw no one.

Another week later, the Jinsui Army came and said they wanted to take over Danhe Town and brought a reinforced battalion troops, which was afraid that the Eighth Route Army would not hand over the territory!

What shocked everyone was that the little fat man withdrew all his troops from Danhe Town without saying a word, without any dragging on the mud, as if there was a plague in this place.

Many troops feel that this little fat man is not worth it. Why should they give the territory they have captured to others?

Li Feng was laughing in the command center. Of course, something like getting rich has to be done secretly. Now others have to come here to be his shield. Such a good thing has to be taken out and wiped out the ancestral tablets!

Good man!

The Jinsui Army also had the same idea. They also felt that the nearby live Eighth Route Army was a good person, and such a large piece of fat was given to them in vain.

The fishing incident soon came to an end. The Jinsui Army made a fortune much faster than the Eighth Route Army. There were boats everywhere on the river, for fear of catching a pound of fish less.
Chapter completed!
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