Near noon, Ouyang and others, led by Yang Guo, the "Condor Hero", walked into Hanzhuang, an extremely ordinary Zhuangzi, along the way, you can also see many villagers who have just returned from working in the field, and the village is also full of smoke.
Platoon Commander Yang Guo asked Ouyang and the others to wait here for a while, and let him go and say a word.
At this time, after a few days of driving, everyone was tired, so they sat down around a huge stone mill, and from time to time three or five fellow villagers passed by here, and smiled at them, quite kindly.
"Hello uncle, heh, big smoke pot, good thing" "Eldest sister, if you want to carry water, I'll help you."
"Hey, kid, don't pull my pants, hurry home and eat."
Ouyang and his party waited here for half an hour, and they didn't see Yang Guo come back, so they couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
Second cousin He Chenguang whispered in Ouyang's ear: "Detachment leader, don't look at the village as ordinary, along the way, I saw at least a dozen secret sentinels, if it weren't for my sniper's intuition, ordinary people really wouldn't be able to see it." ” Hearing this, Ouyang also nodded, after the four-dimensional attribute was improved, his perception of the surrounding things was more than twice as powerful, although he did not have the same alertness as He Chenguang, but if there was a sense of peeping along the way, he could feel it.
At this time, Xiao Zhuang stabbed Ouyang with his arm, and also muttered: "Detachment leader, it seems that they still don't believe in us, and treat us as spies." ” "Don't talk nonsense, otherwise I'll transfer you kid to the militia reserve" Ouyang pretended to be angry and bluffed Xiaozhuang.
"Hey, don't mind, detachment leader" Xiao Zhuang rolled his eyes, made a look, and said softly: "I'll give you an analysis, you see it's noon, it stands to reason that it's time to eat from house to house, and the lunch meal should have been done a long time ago, and it is impossible to smoke anymore, but if you look at the dozen or so rooms in that area, they are still smoking, which is a little unusual." ” "Secondly, if you look at it, there are some old people, children, women, and basically no adult men."
Hearing this, Ouyang fell into deep thought.
Isn't this an arsenal?
The Condor Hero Yang Guo has a few people, and they are all fake Eighth Route Army It's all a trap Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Ouyang's mind, and then he looked at Xiao Zhuang with a cunning face, and immediately pretended to be angry, and shouted: "Okay, you can learn to trick me now."
Before he finished speaking, a big hand slapped towards Xiao Zhuang, but Xiao Zhuang dodged away, looking at him with a shy expression.
Xiao Zhuang scratched his hair apologetically and said, "Isn't this looking at you and waiting anxiously, I want to make a little joke on you." ” "Hahaha" Ouyang laughed angrily after hearing this, and the other fighters also laughed.
This place can't be a trap at all, first of all, these old people, women and children definitely can't be devils and puppet soldiers.
They are not actors, just ordinary villagers, without that acting skills, if they are all young and strong guys here, it may be a trap.
Besides, except for the superiors who know that they are coming here, it is impossible for the devils and puppet soldiers to know, and they will not set such a big trap for themselves and others.
Ouyang still knows this, he is on the list of devils, and he is not ranked now Not long after, the platoon commander Yang Guo came back, and brought an old man wearing a coarse linen coat and an old woolen felt hat on his head, with a white stubble on his face, a smile on his face, showing a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and a big cigarette bag in his hand.
Yang Guo apologized to Ouyang repeatedly: "Captain Ou, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for a long time, there was something to delay just now." ” Turning around, he waved his hand to the old man and introduced: "Captain Ou, this is Yang Lao from our arsenal, the first artillery expert, whether it is a mortar, mountain artillery, or howitzer, there is nothing that his old man can't play and can't do." ” After introducing each other later, Ouyang and Yang Lao walked inside, and Lao Gao and a few people followed closely behind with a mule cart.
After a short time, everyone came to a dilapidated mansion, where a dozen soldiers were on duty with guns, but inside the mansion was in full swing, with many sheds and brick houses built here, and white smoke was constantly emitted.
The dirt on the ground was also dirty and wet, and a huge pungent breath rushed to the nostrils.
"It's hard here."
Ouyang sighed.
Hearing this, platoon commander Yang Guo couldn't help but sigh a little, and said embarrassedly: "It's not easy to have such a place, this big mansion was originally the landlord's family, but after the little devil came, the whole family was harmed by the little devil, and we only found this place later, and we still wanted to be hidden." ” Ouyang nodded, and immediately ordered Lao Gao and a few people, together with the comrades in the arsenal, to unload the military equipment parts scattered in the flour, and send the flour to the room.
On the other hand, after Yang Lao saw these parts, he was very excited, touching this for a while, looking at this for a while, and shouting in his mouth: "Slow down, be careful, don't fall, otherwise I will be in a hurry with you."
"Manual Press" At this moment, after Yang Lao saw this manual stamping machine, the whole person almost jumped up with excitement and danced with his hands.
Seeing this, Ouyang was very able to understand these old military workers who had done revolutionary work all their lives, and in their eyes, these things were more important than their lives.
Yang Lao ran to Ouyang excitedly, grabbed Ouyang's hand tightly, and said: "Thank you so much, with this manual stamping machine, I will definitely be able to repair a lot of abandoned mortars, on behalf of the arsenal, thank you again."
At this moment, Liu Peng, the director of the arsenal, also came over and welcomed Ouyang and others very warmly.
Remarks: Now the time is March 1938, the director of the arsenal at this time, not Liu Peng's founding major general, until April 1939, Liu Peng took over the arsenal and served as the director, this information, the author Jun really can't find it, just give him a little ahead of time, don't spray Just in time for the meal, Liu Peng and Yang Lao led Ouyang and a few people to eat, and at the same time, they also learned from Yang Guo's mouth that Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo Quan and Deputy Division Commander Xiao Ke were not here at all.
Yang Guo smiled awkwardly: "The reason why I said this at the beginning was not to see your expressions to test and tempt, hey, don't blame me, everything is for the safety of the arsenal." ” At the moment, how could Ouyang blame him, but when he couldn't see the two legends, he couldn't help but feel a little sense of loss in his heart.
Suddenly, Factory Director Liu Peng answered: "Deputy Chief of Staff Left and Deputy Division Commander Xiao are not here, but the day after tomorrow, Mr.
Zhu and Mr.
Peng will come to our arsenal to test our results." ” Mr.
Zhu Mr.
Peng Good boys Ouyang nodded excitedly, and Lao Gao, He Chenguang, Xiao Zhuang and others were also very excited.
After eating, Ouyang followed this moment and hurriedly informed Yang Lao and Liu Peng of the idea of "Flying Thunder Cannon".
Director Liu Peng muttered: "Gasoline barrels, explosives bags, we have these, it seems that there is a head."
Yang Lao suddenly jumped up from his seat, and exclaimed: "Hey, it seems that it can really be, why didn't I think of it, let's go and try it" The fourth shift is complete It will be on the shelves on December 9th, and the first order at that time will be pleased t1706231537: