"Master, I do n’t take it in vain, I will take a weapon, how about the light machine gun?"

Zhao Zhiguo also knew that food was absolutely hard currency during the war, and it was valuable than money. Once a natural disaster and man -made disaster, gold may not be able to buy food.

Chu Jie heard that Zhao Zhiguo wanted to change the food with a machine gun, his face was not on his face, and his mouth rose gently. It seemed to have been waiting for Zhao Zhiguo to speak.

"Master, you have just been pretended to have just been pretended to have just been installed? I just scared me." Zhao Zhiguo sat down.

"Don't be happy first, how much black pot did I carry you for your group? You shouldn't give me some spiritual compensation?" Chu Jie said, "What price do you want to drive?"

"A bite! Twenty crooked handle!"

"What are you sending for meals? What junk gun is the crooked handle of the little devil? You know it better than me, if it wasn't for it, I would rather not want it."

"Master, twenty twenty crooked handles a lot, without these twenty crooked handles, the firepower of our group is less than half." Zhao Zhiguo cried.

"You are less aggrieved in front of me, just this number!" Chu Jie stretched out a finger.

"One hundred?" Zhao Zhiguo widened his eyes. "Don't change it, I won't change it. I would rather let my brothers traine my stomach, and I don't change it.

The lathe. "

Seeing that Zhao Zhiguo didn't do it, Chu Jie gave the concession first: "Then you say a price!"

"Fifty Top!"

"Eighty! It's not less!"

"Sixty tall, but a pheasant neck is a light machine gun." Zhao Zhiguo said.

"Seventy tall, a heavy machine gun as a light machine gun, a mortar can be used as a three -very light machine gun."

There are not much heavy firepower from the state of the state. The average machine gun is on average to each regiment, and it is up to ten, that is, each of which is not even a torrent of machine guns.

Chu Jie knew that Zhao Zhiguo had the ability to get these arms.

"Deal, but you have to help me, you need to promote the Tomson submachine gun and the twenty noise, each of the twenty."

"This is a trivial matter. With my ability, it is simple to get these guns for you!"

Each year, the submachine gun produced by the State Arsenal is enough for them to use it, and some are sold to other warlords to earn silver two. As the identity of Chu Jie 13 Taibao, the small number of submachine guns and pistols still do not need to spend money.

"Master, I can't get so many weapons for a while, or you can provide us for the food first?" Zhao Zhiguo said.

"Your kid wants to be empty -gloves white wolf? Are you Zhao Zhiguo playing this set?" Chu Jie immediately raised his vigilance, "Who am I looking for?"

"Division, I can determine the words."

"Fart! If your kid deserves account, can I still kill you? Isn't this!"

"What do you say?" Zhao Zhiguo couldn't help it, "Anyway, I can't get so much crooked."

"I give you seven months, ten months each month!"

"That's OK!"

"Don't be too happy first, I haven't finished it yet. You belong to the loan, and the loan must have interest. In the first seven months, you have to give me eleven tight every month.

To give me twelve tightly, if the time delayed for more than twelve months, sorry, let's terminate the cooperation. I won't give it to you.

"Teacher, if you don't open a bank, you will be blinding your talents. You are too clear in your calculations."

Zhao Zhiguo admired Chu Jie greatly. With Chu Jie's ability, he could definitely make a fortune even if he didn't lead troops to fight.

An agreement was reached with the division commander, and the entire regiment's soldiers had three meals a day instead of two. Yao Pengju's special forces team received special treatment, including a midnight snack every three days.

"I didn't lie to any of you, did I? When you come to our army, not only will you be beaten by the little devils, but your treatment will also be the best in the entire Chinese army." Yao Pengju bragged to the dozen or so new men under his command.

Many people join the army not for the sake of their family and country. They are illiterate and have never gone to school. They don’t know how to write the words “family and country’s”. They have no faith. They are even captured as young men, or the local gentry just wants to make money.

They were sold to the army. They went to the army just to have enough to eat.

In Zhao Zhiguo's army, they achieved this. Here, there are no veterans bullying the recruits and robbing them of the few rations they have. Here, officers and soldiers are equal, and the soldiers in the special forces can even have enough to eat. It is simply paradise.

Good and bad are relative, so where there is heaven, there is hell. The crazy training of the special operations team makes it difficult for the dozen or so newly added veterans to keep up. This kind of training is several times, or even more than ten times, that of ordinary troops.

In the evening, they also need to study Japanese, learn the habits of the Japanese soldiers, and understand the customs of the Japanese soldiers, so as to prevent them from failing due to details when dressing up as Japanese soldiers.

"Captain, you don't look good!"

While the special forces team was training, Zhao Zhiguo held on to the horizontal bar and looked at the soldiers who were training enthusiastically.

"Hello, captain!" Yao Pengju saluted Zhao Zhiguo.

"The new ones can't keep up!"

"Captain, they are already very good people. Didn't I also get a severe lesson from Dianhou back then?" Yao Pengju said.

Hearing Dianhou's name, Zhao Zhiguo let out a long sigh. Yao Pengju also knew that he had said the wrong thing. He always thought that Dianhou was still alive. After every time he said it, he realized that they would never see Dianhou again.

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"I'm sorry, captain!"

"You are really unkind. If you poach people, I will take the blame for you. The teacher will have to settle the account with me. I want you to keep a low profile and just poach four or five people. If you get a dozen people at once, the teacher will not feel bad."

Die." Zhao Zhiguo changed the subject.

"Captain, there is nothing I can do. The special forces team has suffered 40% casualties. This is the first time such a heavy loss. I feel bad!"

In the battle of Pingcheng, the soldiers of the special forces team who cooperated tacitly suffered so many losses.

"The teacher didn't give you any trouble, did he?"

"How can you not cause trouble for me? I promised the division commander, seventy light machine guns, but I will leave this task to you. Who let you get into trouble?"

"Seventy machine guns? The price is too expensive. Five machine guns are exchanged for one person!"

"Do you think you can eat for free? But don't worry, I'll give you seven months." Zhao Zhiguo said to Yao Pengju.

"That's okay. It's hard to deal with the little devils, but it's pretty easy to deal with the puppet soldiers."

Weapons placed in the hands of the puppet soldiers are like burning fire sticks. If the special forces go to the puppet soldiers to get weapons, they get them for nothing.

"You can handle the matter yourself. What I want is more than just seventy machine guns. All the heavy firepower the entire regiment needs depends on you, Yao Pengju."
Chapter completed!