"Is this how the battle fought?"

"Isn't the Japanese fighting power very strong?"

"Didn't these Japanese guys chase us all the time?"

When Rodre followed Sun Tao to the hillside, he happened to see the precisely guided mk2 grenades, constantly devouring the Japanese in the battlefield. One grenade went down, and within a radius of about ten meters, there were no one standing up again. There were only broken limbs and flesh flying everywhere.

A person's combat power can be so strong, and a person can easily dominate the direction of a small battle.

Rodrei couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It's really a person who was framed by the Eight-Nation Alliance and could not be besieged by him; it's a person who can step into the headquarters of the Japanese Marine Corps, like entering his own back garden, and he still went in and out of three to ask for it, and even killed the new deputy chief of staff."

Luodre finally understood why the entire advance army and the entire Yalu Mountain base would regard Wang Yue as the invincible god, because he is really a god. With just a few grenades, he can handle a squadron of Japanese devils, which is enough.

Although the Japanese puppet army had an absolute advantage, the battlefield situation was reversed instantly due to Wang Yue's arrival.

The more than 200 people in Fujiwara Shenko's squadron were killed by Wang Yue's grenades, which was transformed into Wang Yue's military points.

Although the remaining puppet army company had more than 200 people, they were shocked by Wang Yue's bombardment. Fortunately, they were not mingled with the Japanese, either on the way to charge or in the positions behind them. Thanks to the Japanese for their discrimination and contempt for them, otherwise they would have only been a bunch of meat and cold corpses at this moment.

As Mao Yongqing led a special forces to charge down from the mountain, the remaining Japanese were killed instantly, while the puppet soldiers wisely threw the weapons in their hands aside, and each one was honestly kneeling or squatting, holding their heads in their hands or raising their hands to surrender.

"What happened?"

"Didn't you tell you not to provoke the Japanese?"

"Do you know, what price will our advance army pay if Rodre dies?"

Wang Yue rushed to Mao Yongqing and asked questions with the beads. Although Mao Yongqing was the captain of the special forces team and one of several members of the decision-making team of the advance army, in the face of Wang Yue's reprimand, he stood there honestly like a new recruit, not daring to say a word.

Fortunately, the other members of the special forces were busy cleaning the battlefield and guarding the prisoners of war without focusing their attention here, otherwise they would be surprised. You must know that Mao Yongqing had the title of "Captain Devil" in the special forces, and he did not expect that the devil would also be depressed. Of course, this is not incomprehensible. After all, the person who scolded the devil was a leader like a god.

"Ahem, Brother Wang, you can't blame Captain Mao for this matter." Luodre came up to explain for Mao Yongqing: "This is the thing,..."

Originally, Mao Yongqing and Luo Drewlie and his group were going to inspect the Kunlun Mountain stronghold in the cavalry battalion today. When they passed by Nantou Village, they happened to encounter a Japanese squad slaughtering the village. When Mao Yongqing and others appeared, the men in the village were basically killed, leaving only these poor women and little girls.

Faced with this situation, the members of the special forces team naturally started the battle without saying a word. The Japanese team with more than 50 people was not the opponent of the special forces team. In less than ten minutes, almost all of the team were killed, but unfortunately, there was a fish that escaped the net.

When Mao Yongqing led everyone to help the people from Nantou Village to bury the bodies and deal with the follow-up matters, Fujiwara Shenko Squadron and a puppet army company came over in a mighty way. Mao Yongqing and other special forces team members could not break through alone, because everyone knew that if these orphans and widows were left behind, the tragic result would be almost self-evident.

Mao Yongqing also knew the importance of Rodre, so he sent a squad of soldiers to escort Rodre alone to escape. However, the second generation of Soviet and Russian reds was also very proud and said he would not leave. He chose to stay and fight with the Japanese. Mao Yongqing had no choice but to break through together until he was surrounded on this hillside. The special forces also sacrificed five or six soldiers, and the cavalry battalion of Kunlun Mountain could not have time to rescue, so he had to ask for help from Wang Yue.

In fact, Luodre did not explain. When Wang Yue saw the orphans and widows on the hillside, he also understood what was going on. However, even if he understood, Wang Yue was very angry. After all, the special forces sacrificed five or six soldiers, and there were about ten minor and serious wounded people, which made Wang Yue very uncomfortable. You must know that the players from the special forces were all good at one to ten, and they sacrificed like this, which is so heartbreaking.

If Mao Yong asked for help from him early in the morning, he would not have suffered such a great loss. So he angrily said, "Hmph, you are fined for three months. Go back and write me a good review. Think about where you are wrong?"

"Yes, the leader." Mao Yongqing replied.

"Brother Wang, you are too strict. After all, Captain Mao is not the fault. You are not like this,..." Luodre also wanted to plead for Mao Yongqing, because in the battle just now, Mao Yongqing was the first to lead the battle and was always on the front line of the battle. He also saved so many people. This should be a great contribution, so why should he be punished?

"Brother Luo, thank you for your affirmation of my soldiers. You are very brave, but don't worry about this." Wang Yue smiled and continued, "Brother Luo, are you planning to go on an inspection, or are you going back with me?"

"I just saw your team's combat effectiveness, so of course I have to continue to check it out. I gave up halfway, it's not my character, Rodre, haha." Rodre said with a smile.

The special forces massacred the Japanese in Nantou Village and the subsequent escape with their members did allow Rodre to see the powerful combat power of the advance army, but Rodre also understood that this team must be the elite warrior of Wang Yue's troops, and definitely not the level of ordinary warriors of Wang Yue's troops. What Rodre is most concerned about is the combat power of ordinary warriors of Wang Yue's troops, so the investigation must be far from over. As for Wang Yue's brilliant appearance and god-like performance, let alone.

"Okay, since that's the case, I wish you a happy journey." Wang Yue smiled, then turned around and ordered Mao Yongqing: "The captured puppet army and those orphans and widows will be handed over to Su Renfei's cavalry regiment later. In addition, ask the cavalry regiment to borrow some troops and protect Luodrei. If something happens again, I will not spare you."

"Yes, the leader." Mao Yongqing promised.

Although Mao Yongqing was the captain of the special forces team, he was really a soldier trained by Wang Yue. Therefore, Wang Yue would not give too much face to such an old subordinate, especially when he made a mistake, Wang Yue's reprimand was much more severe than other officers.

"Okay, I won't play with you anymore."

Wang Yue muttered, then walked towards the distance. When he disappeared from everyone's sight, Wang Yue then pulled out his flying wings, soared into the air, and disappeared into the sky.

After going back and forth, a small battle took less than half an hour in total, and earned more than 300 points, Wang Yue returned to the arsenal again.

As soon as he landed at the entrance of the valley, Wang Yue found that it had become very lively. Several trucks were pulling raw materials for steel plates, copper and saltpeter, and were parked at the entrance of the valley to unload goods. Moreover, the guards inside and outside the entrance of the valley were obviously more than twice as many as half an hour ago.

"The speed is not slow." Wang Yue smiled.

When Wang Yue entered the AK47 rifle production workshop, he found that Kalinikov and a group of Belarusian arms experts were all busy. Some people read the manual to debug the machine, some people study the drawings, especially Kalinikov, who was holding the AK47 gun, disassembly and installing it, installing and disassembling it, his eyes shining, and he muttered something in his mouth.

"Uncle De, what's the situation?" Wang Yue asked, patting Mao Erde, who was busy, who was busy.

"Hey, I'll be back so soon, what happened just now?" Mao Erde asked hurriedly.

"It's nothing. Mao Yongqing encountered a squadron of little ghosts. Now it has been resolved, and some casualties are there. Fortunately, Rodre is fine." Wang Yueyan said.

"It's fine." Mao Erde also breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to smile: "Rufeng, we have picked up treasures this time. These Russians are really crazy. Look at each one of them, his grandmother's, I think our arsenal will be able to produce our own bullets and rifles soon."

"Haha, of course, I provided them with the most advanced production line and also provided patterns and models of guns and ammunition. Not to mention these old arms experts, even if they find some blacksmiths at our base and let them explore for a while, they can still produce guns and bullets." Wang Yue smiled.

Wang Yue's words are true. Among many arsenals in China, many of the gun masters are from blacksmiths and carpenters. At first, they may have repaired guns and cannons, and they can be copied slowly. Just like Zhang Tiesheng, the machine gun squad that Wang Yue discovered a while ago, now he and Zhang Dachu became the leader of the gun repair factory at the Yalushan Base.

If Mao Pengyuan hadn't found these Belarusian arms experts, Wang Yue would have directly handed these advanced production lines and drawings to these craftsmen to figure out and imitate them. Although it was not as fast as the serious arms experts from 800 professionals, Wang Yue believed that they would be able to build them as long as they were given time.

"Okay, we can produce a regiment of equipment in a month. Now our advance army cannot grow even if we want to grow stronger." Mao Erde said excitedly.

"Haha, what's this? Our arsenal will definitely be able to produce machine guns, heavy machine guns, cannons, tanks and armored vehicles, and even aircraft in the future. It will not be a dream that is difficult to implement." Wang Yue said with a smile.

"I believe that as long as you are there, everything is possible." Mao Erde responded.

"There will be milk and bread, the Japanese will definitely be beaten away, and our country will definitely become stronger... (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!