"Tiger King, send out equipment!!!" Song Yuanming pointed to the two large wooden boxes next to him. King Tiger was also full of curiosity about these two large wooden boxes. When Song Yuanming said this, he quickly walked over in three steps and two steps at a time.

, pulled out the bayonet from his waist and pried open two large boxes. "Wow -" Even the calm sniper Tiger King couldn't help but exclaimed after prying open the two boxes, "Boss, you..."

····You didn’t rob the 41st Division’s arsenal in Tianfeng City, did you?”

In the box on the left, there are four layers of submachine guns neatly stacked, all of which are the latest M-3 submachine guns arrived by the national army. The gaps between the guns are filled with magazines. In the other box, there are a box full of

There are estimated to be tens of thousands of pistol ammunition for the M-3. No wonder Tiger King said that Song Yuanming robbed the arsenal of the 41st Division. Song Yuanming felt wronged. This was not a robbery by him, it was clearly a robbery by Xie Yunhan.

Okay. At that time, Lao Xie just said that he had got some equipment, but when he was moving the boxes, he looked at the warehouse as if he wanted to execute Ling Chi. Song Yuanming was still wondering at the time, didn't he just get some equipment and use it?

Is there any reason to make such a fuss? Now it seems that the truth is clear, so it is, so it is.

"Wow, boss, you really robbed someone else's arsenal. These are all good guns." Rabbit led the training soldiers to surround him. Everyone looked at him with gleaming eyes and wished he could hug him at night.

Let them sleep. Xie Yunhan coughed twice and showed his dignity as the group leader: "Okay, okay, don't stand around and watch. It's not like you just married a daughter-in-law, she can't run away. Instructor Song will grab it for you."

·····Oh, no, these weapons brought for you are all yours from now on. Come on, come on, everyone has one, take a submachine gun, six magazines, and fill them up with bullets over here

."

Xie Yunhan, you little brat, you obviously robbed it, but now it’s all on me, I’m so wronged. Song Yuanming felt aggrieved from the bottom of his heart. After kicking Xie Yunhan hard on the buttocks, he pried it off with his own bayonet.

Opening the third wooden box, there was a box full of Browning m1911 pistols. Since both guns were of .45 caliber and both used pistol bullets, the ammunition could be used interchangeably. This greatly surprised Song Yuanming.

I was satisfied for a while, Lao Xie, this guy, is still very advanced in tactical thinking. He knew that changing bullets would be troublesome, so he chose two guns that can exchange bullets. Can this be regarded as a gun clan?

An hour later, everyone was fully equipped. The long rifle was a Japanese-made Type 97 6.5mm sniper rifle, the submachine gun was an American-made M-3 Gade .45 submachine gun, the pistol was an M1911-type .45 pistol, and some Mauser pistols.

Looking at the "IWC" equipment of his subordinates, Song Yuanming smiled bitterly. It looked like India's Asan's army, but there was no other way. In this situation, he could only make do with it.

"Brothers, you have got all the equipment, are you happy?" Song Yuanming asked with a smirk.

"Happy." Grandpa, these are good tools for fighting the devils. With these guys, the devils are not as good as clay.

"You're happy, right? Just be happy. There are so many good things, and you definitely don't want to take them off, right? You want to hold them while sleeping at night. Just like you want to hold your own wife."

"Hahaha——" There was another burst of laughter, "That's right, instructor Song, you can't take back these good things."

"Don't worry, what is given to you is yours. Let's start our first project now. Do you see the top of the mountain? Run forward!!!"

The long guns, short cannons and hundreds of rounds of ammunition carried by these dozens of soldiers add up to twenty or thirty kilograms. The mountain that Song Yuanming pointed out to them looks not far away, but the total distance added up to the mountain is too fast.

It was about 20 kilometers away. The soldiers didn't feel much when running in the first few kilometers, but it became more and more difficult as they got to the back. It was very difficult for them to walk uphill in full gear, let alone run.

"Old Song, I feel a little confused about your method." Lin Xuan waited until the soldiers had disappeared before walking over and asking.

"If there's anything you don't understand, just say it. We are comrades who have carried guns together."

"What we focus on is killing an enemy with one bullet. Isn't it a bit wasteful for you to issue so many automatic weapons???"

"Old Lin, I won't hide it from you. We are snipers. We not only knock down important targets of the Japanese on the battlefield, but more often we will fight in the hearts of the Japanese and create panic for them. By that time

It’s no longer time to shoot one shot at a time. When fighting the enemy at close range, what matters is to fire the most bullets in the shortest time. Do you think this is true?”

Lin Xuan opened his mouth, but did not say another word. Yes, when fighting with a little devil in close combat, the victory or defeat is decided by the speed of fire and bullets.

A high rate of fire can make full use of it.

"Then why do you let the soldiers carry so much equipment on mountain roads?"

"This, it's very simple, physical training. The little devil has a lot of physical fitness, but that is not brought out from the mother's womb, it is also trained the day after tomorrow. The people I asked you to find are all from poor backgrounds.

I just follow my parents up the mountains and down the river. Needless to say, I have good physical fitness. And what I have to do is to stimulate these potentials in the most scientific and effective way. Tell them that they must study hard and not slack off because it is too hard. Once they get started,

On the battlefield, to gain these experiences, you need to pay for your blood and even your life!!!"

"Okay, I understand. Hey -" Lin Xuan gave a high-five, "Can I bring the soldiers in our regiment to observe? Let them learn one or two moves, so that they won't suffer so much when dealing with the Japanese.

"

"Yes, it's not just like this. Isn't An Qing teaching your soldiers how to read recently? You can ask her to turn some of the methods of sniper training into teaching materials, jingles, and you can use the teaching materials in class and shout the jingles during running exercises, like this

Isn’t it better to remember???”

"Haha, it's really yours, I'll do it right away."

In the next month, Song Yuanming taught them almost everything he had learned in his life. People have the best memory in the early morning, so this time period was used for classes - the use of sniper scopes, observation of wind speed and direction, density and height

Bad corrections, sniper's essentials for attacking armored targets... In addition to the knowledge of sniping, he also gave his students the knowledge of mechanical manufacturing and chemistry that he learned in college. Originally, he wanted to teach

I taught them electronics knowledge. Later, I thought about it. In this era, there are no diodes or triodes, only bulky tubes. What a crap. However, backward technology has its advantages. At least at this time, snipers like Kevlar hate it.

The things are still in the laboratory, so I don't have to worry about the little devils wearing body armor and strutting past me, but I can't kill them.

The soldiers who came to observe also listened attentively. After all, the shadow of the famous tree and the skills of Song, Yuan and Ming were displayed there.

"The devils go up the mountain——"

"Aim at his head."

"The devil comes down the mountain——"

"Aim at his feet——"

"The devil is running - aim at one more position."

"Hey, hey, that's called advance."

An Qing has been responsible for implementing the sniper teaching materials and jingles provided by Song Yuanming to every company platoon these days. Now the independent regiment no longer shouts the traditional "one, two, three, four" during morning exercises, but instead calls Song Yuanming and An Qing

Jointly compiled textbook knowledge.

"Brothers, today I will teach you how to make a simple weapon. Look, this is a 6.5 mm bullet for the little devil. Everyone has used the 38-meter cap. Tell me, how is this bullet?"

"Instructor Song, this bullet is good. It can hit far and accurately, but its lethality is too small. If it can't hit the vital point, it can only take a few days." A soldier raised his hand and spoke.

"Yes, very good, you have hit the point. The Japs' bullets focus on range and lightness, but underestimate the lethality. But the bullets in our hands are limited and cannot be wasted. What should we do? Look, this is a steel file.

"Song Yuanming took out a steel file from his pocket and sharpened it on the front end of the bullet. After a while, the copper skin on the front end of the bullet was rubbed away, revealing the silver-gray lead core inside. Song Yuanming continued: "Everyone

Look, use a steel file to grind off the copper on the front half of the bullet. In this way, the bullet's lethality will be greatly enhanced."

This is actually the infamous "dum bomb" in history. This kind of bullet is very evil. It will exert all the kinetic energy on the human body and make a hole the size of a fist. Because it is too cruel, the "Hague Convention" explicitly prohibits it.

This kind of bullet is used in war, but it can be used in hunting. Song, Yuan and Ming have always scorned this kind of bullshit international law. In war, anything can happen, including massacre of cities, torture of prisoners, use of poison gas, killing of prisoners of war...

Which tmd does not violate international law? What can international law do with these war crimes? Have they been imprisoned? Besides, aren't our group of people just a hunting team? What they killed was the Japanese army, which was inferior to beasts.

Afraid of a ball.

"Instructor Song, are these the bullets used in your gun?" a smart soldier asked.

"That's right." Song Yuanming smiled, "I've left this method of increasing the lethality of bullets to you. You can grind it slowly when you go home at night. Now I'll teach you how to make the 'Molotov Cocktail'."

"Instructor Song, the regiment leader has issued an order to ban alcohol in the regiment. Just dispense with these cocktails. Brothers are still used to drinking sorghum." Lin Xuan ordered a ban on alcohol? It seems that this guy is about to lose his temper. Song Yuanming's mouth twitched.

For a moment, these guys have too many associations, but yes, who gave this thing such a name. He coughed and said: "What I'm teaching you to make is not wine, otherwise I wouldn't be able to make it for one day."

I drank it."

"Then what is this mo... what the hell cocktail is it?"

"It is a homemade incendiary bomb. As for its name, there is such a reason. When the Soviet Red Army invaded Poland, the armored forces were overwhelming, and the Poles made many homemade incendiary bombs to attack tanks. The Red Army's bombers dropped many incendiary bombs in Warsaw, the capital of Poland.

It caused a fire all over the city. When the international community questioned the Soviet Union, Soviet Defense Minister Molotov said that their bombers dropped not incendiary bombs, but black bread. This news reached the Poles, and they were furious.

Say, OK, didn't you say that the bomb you dropped was black bread? Then the gasoline in our incendiary bomb is a cocktail. Therefore, the Poles called their home-made incendiary bomb 'Molotov Cocktail'

.”

"Oh, that's what it looks like." The soldiers in the audience laughed in unison for a while.

"Yes, this 'Molotov Cocktail' is actually easy to make. You see, use a funnel to put gasoline into a bottle. By the way, it's not just gasoline, tung oil, kerosene, high-strength liquor, any liquid that can be burned.

It can be made into a 'Molotov Cocktail'. Here, fill up the gasoline, plug the mouth of the bottle with a ball of cloth or paper, and you'll be successful."

"Then how to use this homemade incendiary bomb?" a soldier asked.

"It's simple, use a fire to light the cloth ball at the mouth of the bottle, burn it for three or four seconds, and then throw it towards the target." Song Yuanming used his zippo lighter to light the incendiary bomb in his hand and pointed it towards an empty place.

Throw it out with force. "Bang -" the glass bottle shattered, and the burning cloth instantly ignited the scattered gasoline. "Boom -" there was a loud sound, and a large orange-red fireball rose into the sky.
Chapter completed!