Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

021, the grenade is only thrown 23 meters(2/2)

Wang Maosheng discovered it soon.

He picked it up and looked at it in confusion.

"Be careful! This is a cong-style grenade!" Yang Yue shouted.

"Strange..." Wang Maosheng said to himself.

Obviously it feels a little different.

However, if you study it carefully, there seems to be nothing special.

In fact, the Type 67 grenade was also developed from the Cong grenade, but the appearance was slightly different. However, the principles were the same. They were all wooden handle grenades originating from Germany.

"Be careful. This is not made in the border area." Yang Yue reminded, "It is much more powerful than the border area."

"I know. I will personally hand it over to the team leader for handling." Wang Maosheng answered cautiously.

"That's good." Yang Yue was relieved.

Leave it to Li Yunlong for processing, there will definitely be no problem.

After all, Lao Li is a veteran and must know how to use it.

While talking, I found that Gou Ergui was coming with dozens of people.

Not a soldier from the New Orlean regiment. He has no formal clothes. He looks like he is from a county brigade?

There are many local armed forces on the periphery of the Cangyunling Battle. There is not only one new regiment. If local armed forces are included, counting the heads is not much worse than the Japanese.

Unfortunately, if it is a comparison weapon, it is impossible to compare. Comparative training and other things are even more like a heaven and a earth.

They blatantly held up burning torches to clean the battlefield the most carefully.

As long as it can come in handy, scrape it away.

"Hurry, move away quickly! Get the grenade launcher and light machine gun first!" Wang Maosheng commanded on the spot.

Yang Yue silently observed the movements of the Japanese in the distance. There was no movement.

The remaining small team of Japanese invaders was so quiet that they had no intention of revenge.

I feel something is wrong.

Why are the Japanese still moving?

Do you feel that a small team has insufficient troops, or is the guarding place too important?

no.

Have to go up and flirt.

Let’s see what medicine is sold in the Japanese gourd.

Do it as soon as you say it!

"You are here to help me." Yang Yue said to Wang Maosheng.

"Team leader, where are you going?" Wang Maosheng admired Yang Yue now. Hearing this, he couldn't help but eager to try and wanted to keep up.

"I'll go and greet the remaining Japanese. You're waiting for me here."

"Can I follow me?"

"Can't!"

Yang Yue shook his head decisively.
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next