"This is... a mirror blind box! Mauser M1932 military pistol! Or two! And so many bullets! Good things, good things!" Seeing the contents of the bag, Hu Yizhou called out its name at once.

The Mauser M1932 military pistol, formerly the Mauser C96, is a pistol familiar to many Chinese! Even if Hu Yizhou had never used this gun in his original time and space, he could still accurately name it!

This is one of the best pistols in the hearts of Chinese people! During the Anti-Japanese War and even before, this heavy pistol played a decisive role in the Rabbit Country!

"Bang..."

Before Hu Yizhou could recover from the excitement of getting his beloved pistol, the door to the yard outside was suddenly pushed open.

"Is there anyone alive? The battalion commander has ordered that all those who can still move go and defend the city..."

The voice that spoke was very familiar to Hu Yizhou. To be precise, the predecessor of Hu Yizhou was very familiar. His name was Liu Peng, and he was an orderly of the Eighth Battalion Commander.

Being able to send out his own orderlies means that the Eighth Battalion Commander really has no one under his command!

As a result, what Hu Yizhou wants to do most at the moment is to lie on the bed again and pretend to be dead!

Don't talk about being loyal to the country, don't talk about dying generously! Hu Yizhou was a mercenary before his soul was revealed. Even if he was a special army rabbit, he was afraid of death, wasn't he? Especially since he had just "died" twice, he didn't want to

Come back for the third time! The ants are still living an ignoble life! Who has nothing to do and is dying for fun?

Some people say: If you are a soldier, you should die for your country!

Are you talking about patriotism here? You have to see who you follow! To be patriotic, you have to follow the rabbit!

As a descendant, he knows how much trouble there is on Baldy's side! He is not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but he is afraid of teammates who are like pigs! There are especially many pig teammates on Bald's side! Sometimes it's that Tom Cruise!

The key depends on whether your death is worth it! If you want to die for the nation in a rage, you have to choose a good place! At least before you die, you can get some little devils to support you!

What is there outside Baoshan City?

The Japanese have a 68th regiment of Takamura Takamura, with more than 20 tanks and armored vehicles, and dozens of warships parked at Wusongkou. The peripheral fortifications of Baoshan City are all within the range of naval guns! Including Baoshan City, all of them are under naval gunfire.

Within the range! Not to mention there are planes flying around in the sky laying eggs!

Therefore, even if you are patriotic, even if you die for your country, it is not the way to go!

While watching the movie, Hu Yizhou cried more than once for the Chinese soldiers guarding Baoshan, but that doesn't mean he will die with these soldiers!

Of course, this is not the main reason! The main reason is: his mind suddenly has countless information that he has read before! It is information about military industry, basic chemical industry, smelting, etc.

Compared with these personal information, personal death is nothing!

At this time, the Rabbit Country does not lack a soldier who generously died, because every Rabbit Country soldier is sacrificing for the country! What China lacks is a complete industrial system, even a complete military industry system!

Regardless of the fact that there are several arsenals in the Rabbit Country now, such as Jinling Factory, Taiyuan Factory, Jinan Factory, Hanyang Factory, Gongxian Factory, etc., the only ones that can produce advanced rifles are those produced by Gongxian Factory. Of course, Taiyuan Factory produces them.

The Jin-made hand grenades and the Hanyang-made rifles produced by the Hanyang factory are also okay!

But they don’t use it for rabbits!

In Hu Yizhou's mind, the most inferior rifles are all 98K level! There are also various pistols, automatic rifles, machine guns and the like! As long as there are basic smelting equipment, chemical equipment and simple machine tools, these can be produced

!

So he wants to find a place to develop military industry, even if he returns to the hometown of the predecessor of this body!

The hometown of this body is in a place called Jiuzhaigou in the Taihang Mountains! It is safe and hidden there, suitable for guerrilla warfare! Even if the conditions are more difficult, as long as the rabbit army can be found, with the help of the rabbits, it is still possible to establish a simple military industry system

OK!

You know, how many army rabbits fell on the road charging towards the Japanese with red tassel guns! Even if we make one more rifle, even if it is a simple shotgun, there will be one more shooter who can shoot with the Japanese.

You won’t have to use your flesh and blood to resist the enemy’s bullets!

Do you think Rabbit will help him? He will definitely help! We are our own people! No matter in this life or that life, we are our own people!

After learning about the experience of this body in the memory he obtained, Hu Yizhou decided to return to his hometown as soon as possible and wait for the rabbits to arrive!

This is what Hu Yizhou is thinking now. He wants to be a deserter, wants to go back to Jiuzhai to engage in military industry, and wants to find rabbits! He doesn't want to die here and have no place to use the drawings and materials in his head!

but……

"Bang..." Before Hu Yizhou climbed onto the kang, the door of this room was pushed open and hit the wall on the side with a loud bang!

"Great! Master, you're awake! It seems it's okay! Great, great! The battalion commander specifically asked me to come and see you!" A surprised voice reached Hu Yizhou's ears.

Looking back, I saw a teenage boy standing at the door with a silly smile.

"It's a little monkey!" This guy was as thin as a monkey, so they called him little monkey. Hu Yizhou's predecessor happened to know him, so he called him out casually.

"Hey...it's me! Master, after a day's pause, the Japs have increased their troops. The battalion commander estimates that the Japs are going to attack again! We don't have many people left! So the battalion commander asked us to kill those who can still shoot.

Bring all the soldiers to the trenches! The battalion commander said that even if we fight to the last soldier, we must defend Baoshan! We will never let the Japanese take a step beyond Baoshan City!"

"Okay, no more delay! Can you still fire? No matter, I'll send you over first! Two people will come and carry the master over!" The little monkey looked at the confused Hu Yizhou and didn't care whether he agreed or not.

, just let people put Hu Yizhou on the rack and run away.

What can Hu Yizhou do? He wants to resist, but he still has trouble controlling this body. He has already lost seven out of ten! What's more, he has no habit of attacking his comrades.

Therefore, Hu Yizhou was carried on a stretcher. What could he do? He could only watch and see what other tricks these people could do?

"This is the master's leather bag! Bring it to the master!" The little monkey hung Hu Yizhou's leather suitcase around the neck of the soldier carrying the stretcher.

"Bring the master's big gun, too!" The little monkey pulled out a two-and-a-half-meter-long big gun from under Hu Yizhou's bed and placed it beside the bed. The big gun was made of hardwood, and the tip of the gun shone coldly.

That kind of thing, a real murder weapon!

Hu Yizhou also remembered the true teachings of big guns he had learned from his previous martial arts training, and habitually brought a large number of big guns to the battlefield.

"There is also a master's long knife! Don't forget this!" The little monkey skillfully found an unsheathed Qi family knife from the bedside and brought it to him.

Hu Yizhou also remembered that this knife was a copy of the Qi family knife passed down from his ancestors and used by the Qi family army to kill Japanese pirates. It was given to him by the third son of the clan.

Then, Hu Yizhou looked at the little monkey to see if there was anything he still didn't know.

As a result, it’s gone!

In this way, Hu Yizhou was carried on a stretcher one after another. The soldier carrying the stretcher hung his precious box around his neck. The little monkey followed behind with a Qi family knife in one hand and a big gun on his shoulder. That's it. He swaggered through several streets and came to a man wearing a bald military officer's uniform.

"Report to the battalion commander, the master has woken up and I have brought him to you!" The little monkey reported to the young battalion commander who looked to be in his twenties as if he was claiming credit.

"Okay, you go down first and prepare to fight!" The battalion commander waved his hand.

"Yes!" The little monkey put down what he was holding and ran away.

"How about Hu Zhou, can you still fire artillery in this state? Our whole battalion is counting on your mortar support!" the battalion commander said kindly.

There is no way, although the entire battalion-level unit of the 98th Division has Type 20 82mm mortars, it is difficult to find gunners who can shoot accurately!

What's more, his Eighth Battalion is not popular at all, and only has two mortars. There are a lot of artillery shells, 200 rounds, but without artillery, it is just a pile of iron!

The artillery second lieutenant in front of me, nicknamed "Master", is a real master! He spent a lot of time to ask for it from the brigade commander! This must be paid for!

Therefore, the eighth battalion commander said in a negotiating tone: "Master, let's do it this way! After this battle is over, our battalion will give you another hundred yuan! I'll give you the fifty yuan first!"

Is there anything the eighth battalion commander can do? Without artillery support, a lot of people will die in a war!

Hu Yizhou was a little confused. Are they mercenaries? They are paid for shooting cannons? Didn't they say that Baldy's side is harsh on the soldiers?

After a while, Hu Yizhou felt that his strength had recovered a lot. He stood up and sat up from the stretcher.

He didn't know what the battalion commander in front of him was thinking, but all he wanted to say now was "I really don't know how to fuck!"

Yes, it is true that Hu Yizhou was once a legendary gun master, but who said that the gun master can play mortars?

Even if you know how to play, different mortars have different firing tables.

This is the anti-Japanese battlefield. First, there is no ballistic computer, second, there is no drone to correct the ballistics, and third, there is no range finder and ruler map... What can he do?

What's more, the 82-force at this time was different from the later 82-force! The range was half the difference!

What can he do if he is suddenly given an unfamiliar old-fashioned 82 gun?

If the charge is installed incorrectly and the ballistic calculation is wrong, will it blow up the Japs or our own people?

But looking at the eager eyes of the young battalion commander in front of him and the surrounding soldiers, what can Hu Yizhou say? He can only agree! At least the memory of the original owner is still there, so learn now and sell it now!

Picking up the French currency from the eighth battalion commander's hand, Hu Yizhou said: "Where is the cannon? How many shells are there? Didn't I get bombed? Are the cannons and shells still there?"
Chapter completed!