The commander of the Sichuan Army was named Wang Jiuling.

It is said that it has some connection with Wang Lingji, an old man from the Sichuan Army.

It’s not surprising. There are many soldiers in the Sichuan Army and many brothers. This is a good thing and a bad thing.

A good thing is easy to get together.

Bad things are more exclusive.

Yang Yue could clearly feel that Wang Jiuling was very repulsive to Ge Wei and Gu Donglin.

Although they were smiling and almost flattering, they must be greeting their ancestors behind the 18th generation behind their backs. The whole family of women was probably also greeting them.

Especially after learning that Ge Wei came out of the attendant's room, this was even more so.

However, I am not lukewarm to myself in the New Fourth Army uniform, but I definitely don’t scold me behind my back.

It is obvious that it is a bit like a person who has fallen into the world.

The New Fourth Army is not popular either.

It is firmly surrounded by the Third War Zone and cannot move.

Walk here.

Go there and walk.

No matter what you do, it's wrong.

Finally, there was another incident, and I raised my butcher's knife...

"Captain Wang, come on a bite?" Yang Yue took out a bottle of Wuliangye, fried peanuts, etc.

The real Wuliangye.

The strong aroma of wine is swaying.

Wang Jiuling suddenly felt excited.

But he held back.

I dare not drink. This is the battlefield.

Drinking makes things happen. He dares not break the precepts.

Although there are only seven hundred brothers, they are also responsible for them.

Otherwise, if the Japanese were so confused that they were taken over by the Japanese, how could they be worthy of their family? The soldiers who left Sichuan sacrificed too many of them. The heavy responsibility was on their shoulders.

Yang Yue put away Wuliangye.

Alas, after all, it's still a soldier.

The weapons almost didn't matter. I was afraid they were two-slingers.

What I fear most is that I still carry a big blast. Then I really have no help. I don’t even bother to give a bullet.

As it turns out, neither Wang Jiuling nor his troops are.

This is easy to do. It can be transformed.

"Captain Wang, you don't have to worry about weapons and equipment." Yang Yue said calmly, "I can help you replace all the weapons with sufficient ammunition."

"Brother Chen, don't joke. Don't blame me for being straightforward. You Red Party is not easy to live, right? When I passed by Shanxi before, your Eighth Route Army was not as good as ours! There are all those who use big swords and sluts." Wang Jiuling and Yang Yue obviously have no gaps, they are both in trouble. "We still have an old sleeve."

"I mean it is true. All the weapons seized after the battle are yours."

"I'm afraid it's not your turn to make decisions about this."

"I just happened to make the decision."

"Yeah?"

"If you don't believe me, go and ask Ge Wei."

"OK!"

Wang Jiuling really went to ask Ge Wei.

Ge Wei frowned quietly. Although he was a little unhappy, he agreed.

These Sichuan Army did have to change their equipment, otherwise they would not have combat effectiveness at all. Most of the weapons and equipment were seized by Yang Yue, and he wanted to give it to the Sichuan Army, so others could not doubt it.

To put it bluntly, I have to rely on Chen Ming to fight in the future.

Otherwise, Chen Ming would have broken up and ran to hang out with the Sichuan Army, and he would have nothing to do with him.

Ge Wei can tell who is more important in the battlefield.

"Thanks!"

"Thanks!"

Wang Jiuling was immediately overjoyed.

He had seen a lot of weapons and equipment in Matou Town before.

But I didn't expect that I would have my own share.

Moreover, you still want whatever you want. You have as much as you want.

It's like dreaming.

"Switch, change!"

"Change it!"

He hurriedly ordered the soldiers to take action.

The Type 38 rifle is definitely needed.

The fourth-four-type insurgent and rifle must be needed.

There are also all kinds of crooked necks and crooked light machine guns, all of which are needed. There are also supporting ammunition.

There is also the Japanese grenade launcher, which is also a good thing. Of course, it must be a matching grenade.

Soon, Wang Jiuling's 700-man Sichuan Army replaced all the weapons and equipment.

All of them were seized Japanese equipment. The rewards had not been released yet.

The weapons and equipment that were blown up were recovered by Yang Yue with one click and then handed over to the military camp for repair. A lot of them were repaired and just came in handy.

"Thanks!"

"Thanks!"

Wang Jiuling was very satisfied.

Satisfied can be said to be full of joy.

In a moment, his troops went from beggar to the main force.

Full-day equipment!

It is the first place in the entire 27th Army. No regiment is as awesome as him.

Not to mention anything else, there are thirteen types of Type 92 heavy machine guns alone!

Then I began to feel a little confused.

How come there are so many weapons and ammunition? Especially ammunition. It's too much to be sufficient!

They are all boxes of bullets!

Not unpacked yet.

There are hundreds of boxes!

I never felt so rich!

"This is all a little bit of meaning." Yang Yue said calmly, "The good thing is still behind."

"What?" Wang Jiuling was confused.

"I'll give you some good things."

"What?"

"Come with me!"

Yang Yue waved.

Wang Jiuling hurriedly followed.

Yang Yue took him to a house in the corner, opened the door, and signaled Wang Jiuling to go in.

“What’s inside?”

"It's not a ghost, right?"

Wang Jiuling frowned.

The house was dark and there were no windows. Nothing could be seen.
To be continued...