The total weight is 22.4 kilograms and the maximum range is 5564 meters. You can just run around the mountain to find trouble for the Japanese mountain cannons! Little girl, are you coming up? Are you hitting me?

Well, Hu Yizhou can only think about it, because this really cannot be achieved...

I think too much and tears. If basic industry and material manufacturing can reach the level of production of Type 93, who will play with you? Aircraft, tank, heavy artillery, warship, torpedo missiles will be launched directly! Although Hu Yizhou doesn’t have a lot of information in his mind, he is still a basic knowledge reserve after all.

Now, what Hu Yizhou needs to do the most is to send the three bullet production lines back to Jiuzhai as soon as possible, put into production as soon as possible, and place experts as soon as possible so that they can play a role.

To be honest, no matter how good the equipment is, it will be useless if no one uses it, and without tenacious will, it will be in vain! For example, Italian cannons are easy to use? Other Italian soldiers can force the other party to surrender with weapons!

You don't agree? Well, until you agree to my surrender! That's so awesome!

The sun in the west has approached the horizon, and sunset appears in the sky. The red and golden clouds change their shapes in the sky, as if gods and demons are overlooking the world.

The breeze blew the moist air, taking away the heat of the day, and Hu Yizhou really wanted to fall asleep by the river.

However, the soldiers who ran over interrupted Hu Yizhou's thoughts.

"Report to the commander of the group, two seriously injured people have woken up and asked to see you! Look..."

"Go and go and have a look!"

The seriously injured were soldiers from the Third Battalion and the First Company, from Sichuan and Shu, or twins. Hu Yizhou knew how the two were injured, but it was not good enough, so he could only wait to die.

Now that they suddenly woke up, it was only one situation... a retrospective!

So, Hu Yizhou ran quickly and ran to the ancestral hall in the village, because the wounded were here.

"Liu Wenqing, Liu Wenzheng, how are you doing? I heard you want to see me? Do you want to eat something delicious? I'll let the kitchen team make it for you!" Hu Yizhou tried his best to make himself look happier, as if these two people had nothing to do.

"Captain, Captain!" The two of them were seriously injured and they couldn't open their bodies. They even struggled to raise their heads. However, the two yells of the captain still made people hear clearly.

"Lying down well, don't move! You two are in good spirits! Don't worry, just raise them well!" Hu Yizhou lied.

"Captain, stop talking nonsense. I know my own situation. I don't have much time..." Liu Wenqing said.

"Captain, where have we been?" Liu Wenzheng asked.

"I arrived at the edge of the Yellow River. This was once an ancient ferry crossing, but now I don't need it anymore! I went to the ferry crossing and saw the artistic conception of poets who were straddling wild ferry without a man!" Hu Yizhou said with a smile.

"Yellow River! Hehehe..." Liu Wenqing laughed.

"Our mother river!" Liu Wenzheng also said with a smile.

"Captain, do you think this person will have a soul if he dies?" Liu Wenqing asked.

"Soul? There is...right! There should be! Otherwise, where did so many things come from?" Hu Yizhou remembered his soul penetration, and felt that the statements like this soul were really mysterious and difficult to explain clearly. But looking at the eyes of these two people, Hu Yizhou knew that he could never say that there was no.

"It's good to have it! Commander, do you think there is a river in this river?" Liu Wenqing asked.

"The other rivers are not clear yet, there are absolutely no rivers in the Yellow River! Think about it, the Yellow River is our mother river. What's the point of having a river? Be our master?" Hu Yizhou said with a smile.

"Huh, haha... cough cough cough..." The two of them coughed suddenly after laughing for a few seconds, their breathing became rapid, and their faces became extremely ugly.

"Captain...I don't have much time..."

"Yes, team leader! There's not much time..."

"It's worth it for us to fight with you in our lives... I killed a total of ten Japanese devils!... Cough cough... I made a profit!"

"Hehe, I'm eleven! I can't be your brother for so many years in vain! Ahem..."

"Captain..." Liu Wenqing raised his hand with great difficulty.

"I'm here!" Hu Yizhou grabbed Liu Wenqing's cold hand.

"Please do you want to do it! Just one thing, you must agree!"

"Okay, you guys tell me! I will definitely do what I can do!" Hu Yizhou made his voice not tremble.

"We don't want to, we're buried in the soil!" "Yes, I don't want to!" The two brothers are very compatible with each other.

"We want to go home and find mom!" "Mom..."

"But we know, we can't go back!" "We have souls!"

"So, please burn us to ashes...spread on..." "Inside the Yellow River..."

"In this way...we... can..." "Go home..." After saying this, the two brothers seemed to have used all their last strength and remained motionless.

"Okay! I promise you!" Hu Yizhou said solemnly.

"Brother...Brother?" Liu Wenqing shouted, Liu Wenzheng was motionless and was already dead.

"Hehe...Brother...I live...a little longer than you..." Liu Wenqing's hand slid from Hu Yizhou's hand and hit the edge of the stretcher heavily.

"Brothers! Let's go..." Seeing the two brothers passing away, Hu Yizhou's heart, which was already on fire, burned again.

"Brothers, let's go..." The wounded and soldiers in the ancestral hall roared together.

"Brothers, let's go..." The soldiers outside roared after hearing this.

This sentence has become a ceremony to bid farewell to comrades. It seems that shouting like this can make the deceased comrades go more peacefully.

It was still the ancient ferry on the bank of the Yellow River. Two piles of firewood were raised, and diesel and a little gasoline were sprinkled on it. The bodies of Liu Wenqing and Liu Wenzheng were placed on the pile of firewood.

"Master Dao, come on!" Hu Yizhou handed the torch in his hand to Master Dao.

"The Supreme Emperor's Order, you will be the lonely soul, and you will be full of ghosts..." Dao Master lit two fires while chanting the mantra of rebirth.

Soon, the blazing flames soared into the sky, and the bodies of the two heroes were gradually swallowed by the flames...

At dawn the next day, a small boat rowed onto the river surface, and handfuls of ashes were sprinkled into the mother river.

"I hope that the great mother will take in the souls of these two children!" Hu Yizhou stood by the river bank and prayed silently.

"It's just... some people regard it as a mother's river, while some people personally dug a bloody wound on their mothers, allowing their mother to devour her children..."
Chapter completed!