There is a saying in the art of war: if it is ten (times), encircle it, if it is five (times), attack it, if (one) times it is divided, the enemy can be fought, if the enemy is small, he can escape, if not, he can be avoided.

I won’t explain what it means specifically. In short, when we have an advantage in strength, we can beat him. If we don’t have an advantage, we can run away. When we can beat him, we will beat him. If we can’t beat him, we can run away. The only way is to save.

Only by yourself can you destroy the enemy...

In modern wars, the proportion of military force in determining victory or defeat is getting smaller and smaller, and the position of weapons has become more important. Therefore, the ancients also have a saying that soldiers are more valuable than finess, but many are not valuable... In short

The wisdom of the ancients was quite powerful!

Lao Meng has a saying that is good, the weather is not as good as the right place, and the right place is not as good as the people; he also said that if you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools! In summary, if we work together to use sharp weapons, we can win against the Japanese!

The battle in Qianzhao Village fully illustrates these truths!

Even though Qianzhao Village is full of militiamen, they have the first advantage of the time, the second advantage of the location, the third advantage of the people, the fourth advantage of the large number of people, and the fifth advantage of the weapons...

With so many advantages, it makes sense for the militiamen to annihilate this group of Japanese soldiers with zero casualties!

Oh, it’s not total annihilation. Total annihilation means killing them all. That’s not the case here!

I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but the militiamen began to clean the battlefield after finishing off the Japanese soldiers on the threshing floor! Even the militiamen at the bottom of the river were cleaning the battlefield...

There were many militiamen who were good at finding things, and they had all received training from the security group. They strictly followed the security group's basic principles of cleaning the battlefield and cleaned up these Japanese soldiers!

The slogan of the security team cleaning the battlefield is: No rag should be left for the Japanese, and every piece of iron must be taken away. Every Japanese has a gold tooth, and if he doesn't, he will be smashed one by one!

Not only the Japanese soldiers on the threshing floor were searched and cleaned, but also the Japanese soldiers strung on wooden guns were searched cleanly! However, the militiamen seemed to have forgotten to put them down, and they also seemed to have forgotten to give them

One by one, they are finishing their blows!

As for the wailing of the Japanese soldiers, no one cared about him at all. The Japanese soldiers were already miserable enough, how could we do this kind of thing of bullying the weak and massacring the wounded? Humanism still needs to be talked about!

People were strung up on wooden spears, except for the few who were stabbed in the chest and were basically still alive. Killing is wrong! Yes, how can you kill people randomly? Let them reflect on what they have done on the wooden spear.

Is sin also good?

Huh? This Japanese soldier has just pierced one thigh. He is holding a wooden gun in both hands and most of his body is hanging in the air. No, no, no, this posture is too uncomfortable! Come on, old and young men, do the Japanese a favor and let us go.

Just plug it in again!

Isn't that right? This is what it looks like to string it up on a wooden gun like this! Look, he looks just like their official! Not bad! Someone can bandage the wound on his thigh to stop it from bleeding! This way he

How many more days to live!

"What? You're done fighting now? All 70 little Japs have been wiped out? Are there still a dozen hanging on wooden guns? Don't you plan to put them down? Well, you are militiamen, you can relax in this regard! Remember,

Don’t let the devils escape!”

While the militiamen were busy cleaning the battlefield and searching for property, Zuo Yiming, the second battalion commander of the left-behind security group, received a call from Li Xiucheng.

"Don't worry! None of the Japanese hanging on the wooden gun can escape!" Li Xiucheng said with a smile.

"Okay! You gather the seized firearms, ammunition, property and materials and put them away. I will have people recover the third platoon and have the material officer from the logistics support battalion go to your place to count the seizures! By the way, let's collect this time.

Please also report the meritorious personnel in the battle!" Feng Junyi said.

"No problem! Let me tell you something, that Zhao Shanhe..." Li Xiucheng said.

"That's it! Killed three little Japs in the first battle? Not bad, not bad! Although it's a bit tricky, but the battlefield is like this, luck is also a kind of strength! I agree with you to accept him into the militia organization! As for the gun issue, let's

Let him use Sanba Daigan! You can also ask her what she means!"

"Yes! Train it well, you must train it well! Maybe our special operations reconnaissance company will have another special operations soldier who dares to fight and fight! This is a place the whole regiment wants to go!" Feng Junyi agreed and told Zhao Shanhe

He still has the right to be issued a rifle!

According to the policy formulated by the security group, all battle seizures need to be handed over to the group and then distributed uniformly. I learned this from the military rabbits!

Of course, this is not unkind. Basically, whoever seizes materials and units can keep half of the captured units to strengthen themselves. Otherwise, who would be willing to win the war?

In addition, the ammunition loss during the battle needs to be recorded. In principle, the spent shells are exchanged for new bullets! Of course, this depends on the situation!

If we lose the battle and are chased all over the mountain, who will have time to pick up bullet casings? Are we looking for death?

"Oh, I can finally have some peace of mind!" Li Xiucheng let out a sigh of relief after putting down the phone and hurried to the outside of the village.

"Zhao Shanhe!" Li Xiucheng saw Zhao Shanhe, who was still languishing there, and the child vomited.

"Here comes..." A feeble voice sounded.

"Zhao Shanhe, you performed well in this battle! So, the regiment and the militia company have unanimously decided to let you join the militia company and become a militia!" Li Xiucheng's voice was so loud that Zhao Shanhe was shocked.

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"Really? That's great!" Although they are both militiamen, this Jiuzhai militia company and the former Zhaocun militia team are not the same concept, right? Even though the militia company is also a militia, this is a regular militia! Weapons

The ammunition supply and equipment are much better than those of the village militia team.

"Who has time to trick you? The group has decided that, despite your young age, you already have three enemy kill records, so you are specially allowed to use guns! Hey, boy, aren't you trying to rob you at sky-high prices? This time I will give you the permission.

You solved it! Are you satisfied?" Li Xiucheng said with a smile.

"Satisfied, satisfied! So satisfied! What gun should I use? Made in Hanyang or a box cannon? I don't want a small pistol! How about a machine gun for me?" Zhao Shanhe looked expectant.

"It's up to you! There are two guns for you to choose. One is the Japanese 38-gun, and the other is our regiment's shotgun! Which one do you choose? You have to think about it. After choosing this gun, you can't just do it casually.

Change! I will stay with you for at least one year!" Li Xiucheng gave the naughty boy a multiple-choice question.

"Sigh... what should I choose? The 38-meter cover can hit far, but the rate of fire is too slow! The shotgun covers a large area in close combat, and the rate of fire is also fast, but it doesn't work at long distances! What should I choose?

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Chapter completed!