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Chapter 974 The Favor of the Chief of Staff

Although my sister will work with the Eighth Route Army, after all, she and Xiao Wen are having a wedding. If they don’t live in the New Fourth Army for a while, it would be unreasonable, so after drinking that day, my sister followed Xiao Wen back.

After drinking, the chief of staff was taken back. When he woke up with his head shaking on the road, he noticed the trees on the road moving. He was so scared that he quickly got up and asked the guards next to him where they were.

"Chief of Staff, you're awake. We're less than twenty miles away to the division headquarters. Don't worry, you must have a headache after drinking so much wine."

"Oh, drinking is a mistake! Let's turn around and go to Li Feng. I have important things to discuss with him!" The Chief of Staff was a little embarrassed. He hadn't drunk for a long time and didn't expect that he would drink himself.

The guard seemed to know what the Chief of Staff was thinking, pointed to the carriages behind the carriage and said:

"Li Feng said that the things pulled in the three carriages in the back were for us, saying that it was the dowry given to the Chief of Staff by our division!"

Speaking of this, because Yuan still didn't forget to show a submachine gun on his body to the Chief of Staff, Thomson's submachine gun, plus a row of magazines, and a special steel helmet on his forehead, which was treated by him, the guard, and the rest did not have this equipment.

"You kid is a ghost. I didn't expect that you can get all your equipment. That kid Li Feng's things are not easy to take. He asked you to block bullets for me!" The chief of staff turned pale in anger. His lack of eyesight guard glanced at him. This child was really a leopard, and he was so happy with a gun.

At this moment, the Chief of Staff staggeredly opened a box in the carriage, took out a Garland from it, glanced forward, and then looked at the rifle inside the box, and found that except for the Garland in his hand, there was no semi-automatic inside, all of which were bolted into the Springfield rifle.

The little fat man had obtained a batch of equipment before, and the Americans gave him the weapons he had eliminated to the Chongqing government, and the Chongqing government gave him the weapons again.

It just so happened that the caliber of the American equipment was a little wrong, so he replaced part of the weapon to the Chief of Staff.

"The weapon is OK. Do you know what that kid gave me?" The chief of staff took Garland in his hand and asked the guard next to him. Unexpectedly, the latter actually took out a list and said that it was handed over to him by Li Feng.

The Chief of Staff opened the list and found that there were only thirty Springfield rifles and less than ten Garlanders. The rest were made from Hanyang, with a total of more than 300 rifles, which can be regarded as a huge sum of money.

The most important thing is that Li Feng also gave him two light mortars, but there were a few shells, but it was enough for his newly formed detachment. With this group of family background, I believe that he could quickly gain a foothold in the new army.

Putting away that list, the Chief of Staff said with a smile:

"This kid is quite righteous, I owe him a favor!"

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The Chief of Staff’s verbal favors have no effect, and the old sister’s pitiful plea made Li Feng very helpless.

A week passed, and my sister finally came back when she stayed in the New Fourth Army. Then she cried and shouted in front of Li Lifeng, saying that Xiao Wen was poor and she was poor. I hope my brother could help her brother-in-law.

Damn, you said that no matter how rich or poor you marry someone, how can you ask others to pay for money now?

"I said, sister, we are regular troops, not warlords. The things in the troops are all from the troops, not from me. Besides, we have already assisted so many things in the New Fourth Army. If we send a batch of weapons, the Eighth Route Army nearby should have an objection."

Xiao Wen is indeed a poor man. There are more than 300 people left in the entire battalion. The only advantage is that everyone has guns, but there is extremely shortage of ammunition and clothes, not to mention urgently needed supplies such as military training drugs.

This time, my sister came here in hopes to ask for some medicine from the hospital to save the person. The fat man couldn't refuse and sent it to him. There were friendly troops on both sides, and a little military medicine was nothing.

If that guy Xiao Wen was so arrogant that he hoped he could help 300 guns, damn, the Chief of Staff robbed him 300 guns, would this kid have to rob him?

"Then can we give away a little less?" The old lady saw that Li Feng was serious and decisively lowered her conditions.

Fatty Li's tone was very resolute this time. It would be an exception to send 100 guns to pass when they got married. If they gave them weapons and equipment at this time, it would be too much. By that time, they might not be able to stay in the Eighth Route Army.

Xiao Wen had no choice. Although she had already given Xiao Wen the price, she was still from the Eighth Route Army after all, so she had to think about the Eighth Route Army first.

"I can give you some other supplies, such as food, etc., but weapons and equipment are really not good. I have recently planned to form two new squadrons and need a lot of weapons and equipment."

Although the Americans eliminated the bolt-action rifle himself, it is a good weapon for the Chinese army.

The weapons and equipment used by each squadron of the little fat man are standard. For example, the one that Gu Tongfang used the most was made in Hanyang, and the one that He Shengzhou used the most was the Sanba Daqiao.

Now that there is a battalion of American equipment, Li Feng can form two squadrons of American armed forces.

It is certain that some of the weapons and equipment can be added, but these things are ready to be handed over to the brigade commander Chen. I heard that he seems to be a high-ranking official of the Taiyue Military Region now, and needs two or three new regiments to form, and urgently need a batch of weapons and equipment.

This guy Xu Qiang was so happy that he couldn't walk. It was rare that he had not written a letter to a beautiful woman in Sibu.

The reason is very simple. There are two cannons in American equipment. These two cannons seem to be howitzers, which look much larger than millstones, not to mention the weight. Ordinary donkey carts should not be able to pull.

Looking at these two cannons, Xu Qiang kept laughing. His only disadvantage was that there were very few shells, otherwise they would have dared to attack the Japanese county town.

"Boss, we have to find a way to buy some shells. What can only be hit by 100 shells?"

This guy Xu Qiang likes to be more aggressive. Is 100 shells less? If you have any, you can get two hundred shots for me.

"There is no need to worry about the shells for the time being. The nearby Central Army cannot use artillery. I have asked Song Yi to go over and buy them. I believe it will be transported back soon."

The nearby Central Army generally likes to speculate and resell weapons. Not to mention shells but such things are.

If they sell the cannons, they will definitely not dare, but selling a few cannonballs will not cause any major problems. They can take this opportunity to make some money.
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