Chapter 565: Keep the best for yourself

Everyone was excited except Zhang Yong.

Twenty Maxim heavy machine guns were carried up one by one. Then they were neatly arranged.

Brigadier General He Jifeng's eyes sparkled.

They were all good stuff! Absolutely high-quality! Excellent quality.

Although it is made domestically, it bears the Fengtian Arsenal logo. However, its manufacturing level is quite high.

It is higher than that of the Taiyuan Arsenal and Hankou Arsenal.

Among them, there are five that have brass barrel sleeves and feed ports. This is amazing.

You must know that brass has very good ductility and thermal conductivity. It also has an extremely long lifespan. A heavy machine gun made of brass is simply a workhorse. As long as it is not damaged by humans, there is almost no need to worry about its lifespan!

"It's a good thing!'

'It's a good thing!'

Brigadier General He excitedly patted Chen Gongpeng on the shoulder.

If he had had twenty of these heavy machine guns at Xifengkou, along with a hundred boxes of bullets, he would have definitely taught the Japanese invaders never to return.

Why would there be any need for machetes? The heavy machine guns would have been enough to cover the area.

A Japanese brigade could have been wiped out in one go.

'It's all Zhang Yong's doing.'

'Zhang Yong, well done! You've captured so many weapons and ammunition from the Japanese! I want to give you credit and a big reward!'

'Brigade Commander, you're too kind. I don't need a reward.'

'What do you need, then? Since you have done a good deed, you must be rewarded. Reward and punishment must be clear-cut, and that is the way to govern an army. You are also a soldier, so you should understand this.'

'Brigade Commander, then reward me with a Japanese officer's sword. A major or above.'

'A Japanese officer's sword? I don't have one at the moment.'

'I can wait. If the Japanese invade in the future, and you are stationed at Lugou Bridge, you will definitely have to fight a bloody battle with the Japanese. At that time, if you defeat the Japanese and capture the Japanese officers' command knives, just remember to save one for me.'

'Okay. It's a deal! I'll save you the top-grade one! If there's a major general's, I'll save you that one! If there's a general's, I'll save you that one! I won't go back on my word!'

He Jifeng replied forcefully.

His troops were facing the Japanese invaders outside Wanping day and night, and a battle was imminent.

The commander's sword of the major general was a bit difficult to get. The sword of the major should not be a problem. However, if Zhang Yong was only given a sword of the major, it would look a bit shabby.

If you don't do it, you won't. If you do it, you have to get at least the sword of the major general. He was the brigade commander. He was the commander of the Japanese joint team. And the rank of the Japanese joint team commander happened to be major general.

'May I ask if there are any more?'

'Let me have a look.'

Zhang Yong was also very unceremonious. He continued to search with his men.

Since the Japanese even dared to bring in heavy machine guns, it was estimated that there would be no shortage of other weapons.

Do not use common sense to measure the madness of the Japanese.

If they could find a few mortars or something, that would be awesome.

Night fell.

Another quiet day passed.

The streets of Beiping at night are howling with the cold wind. The lights are dim. There are no pedestrians.

However, Zhang Yong doesn't mind at all.

He is silently sweeping the area for targets.

He Jifeng is also driving behind with a squad.

He wants to see if Zhang Yong is really that amazing.

Soon, Zhang Yong spots a second suspicious place.

In fact, along the way, there are many places with weapons signs. But Zhang Yong is not sure if there are a large number of weapons and equipment stored there.

But this one he had found now should be it.

There was a Japanese spy.

He got closer. He discovered a dark temple.

Outside it said 'Temple of Wenchang'. Oh, it was a temple to worship the god of literature. It seemed that the incense was also quite good.

There was only one temple attendant. This temple attendant was a Japanese.

He was impressed. Japanese spies really came from all walks of life, and they were all top talents!

There were even people pretending to be temple attendants!

Damn it!

Did the Japanese plunder all the incense from the Chinese?

Son of a bitch!

"Shaolong, this is...'

'Arrest him!'

'Okay.'

Chen Gongpeng moved immediately.

Several people pounced on the temple attendant and held him down.

The temple attendant realised that something was wrong and put up a fierce fight. Unfortunately, it was useless. The more he struggled, the more he exposed himself. In the end, he was tied up firmly.

Zhang Yong didn't interrogate him either. He searched everywhere in the Wenchang Temple. He checked the exact location.

The smell inside the temple was super bad.

After a lot of trouble, he found the entrance to the switch underneath the incense ash.

It opened onto a dark cellar.

The unpleasant smell immediately rushed out.

Ah...

Zhang Yong let out a cold breath.

'Cough!'

'Cough!'

Then he coughed violently.

Damn.

It was the strong smell of incense.

His throat was choking.

Chen Gongpeng came over and looked inside, exclaiming in surprise, 'Mortars!'

'What?' He Jifeng was also shocked.

Mortars?

You're saying there are mortars hidden here?

No way!

The Japanese invaders actually brought mortars in?

He went over to check for himself.

Sure enough, inside the cellar in Hunan, there were indeed mortars.

Everyone is very familiar with them. You can recognise them at a glance. Because they are the most common 60mm mortars.

There are five of them. They are neatly arranged.

In addition to the mortars, there are also a large number of shells.

After counting, there are actually 500 shells. This is amazing.

Five mortars. They are equipped with 500 shells. On average, each one has 100 shells. This is going to cause a lot of casualties!

If 500 shells are fired in the city, how many firepower points will be destroyed?

The unprepared defenders, facing this sudden artillery attack, may collapse on the spot.

Compared to machine guns, mortars have a stronger killing effect. They also have a stronger deterrent effect. They can be said to be the most powerful weapon in the hands of infantry.

'Hurry up and carry it out!'

'Hurry up and carry it out!'

The soldiers started to move.

Chen Gongpeng also went up to help personally.

He was afraid that the soldiers, with their rough hands, would drop the mortar.

And the shells. Those were all dangerous goods. If anyone didn't handle them properly, with a bang, the ammunition would explode, and the surrounding area of hundreds of metres would be flattened.

Zhang Yongjing quietly stepped aside and pondered. He didn't need to be involved in the carrying.

He Jifeng deployed more soldiers and directly carried the mortars and shells back to the barracks.

It's not safe here.

The barracks are safe.

With five mortars and 500 shells, he can blockade the entire Lugou Bridge.

If the Japanese rush up recklessly, he can use these shells to blow the Japanese to bits, making them cry for their mothers. This is called taking from the enemy and using it against the enemy!

Chen Gongpeng walked over, 'Shaolong?'

'There may be more nearby,' Zhang Yong replied.

'What? More?' Chen Gongpeng was stunned.

Unbelievable.

Unbelievable.

How many weapons did the Japanese invaders hide inside Beiping City?

'Bring the Japanese spy over here!'

'Yes!'

Chen Gongpeng waved his hand.

Soon, the captured Japanese spy was brought up.

Zhang Yong reached out and tore the rag from his mouth. As a result, the Japanese spy immediately bit his tongue. Suddenly, his mouth was full of blood.

Chen Gongpeng and the others hurriedly pressed the Japanese spy down again, trying to stop him from biting his tongue. But it was too late. This Japanese spy was very strong-willed. He did bite his tongue off. Then he stared at Zhang Yong with a vicious glare.

Zhang Yong remained unmoved.

An avid invader. A guy poisoned by militarism.

If you're defending your country and your family, and you show such bravery, then you're definitely a hero. But if you're here to invade other people and slaughter them, then go to hell!

And he didn't say a word. He waved his hand.

Immediately someone handed him a trident. It had just been forged.

A blacksmith's shop had been found and a dozen of these weapons forged in a hurry.

The workmanship was very rough. The advantage was that they were sturdy and strong.

Sniggering,

he gave the Japanese invader a stab.

Then he pulled it out.

He didn't bother with the rest.

The Japanese spy curled up and struggled, then died.

The people around him were expressionless.

This was the fate of the invaders.

Chen Gongpeng's men had all seen bloodshed with the Japanese at Xifengkou. Naturally, they hated the Japanese.

If they didn't need intelligence, they wouldn't want to capture them alive.

Killing them outright would be a great relief.

'Go!'

Zhang Yong handed the trident to someone else.

He found that this weapon was actually not very useful. Mainly because it had too single a function.

Apart from stabbing, it had no other function.

In a fight, it might not be able to gain the upper hand. It depended on the person.

It was a very powerful weapon. But it also had fatal flaws. So, it was later replaced by the common bayonet.

It wasn't worth mass promotion.

For hand-to-hand combat, the 29th Army's machete was still the best.

With a machete over a metre long, you could swing it with all your strength and cut off the Japanese's Type 38 rifle.

The machete was also very simple to forge. You just needed strength. You could just smash it out of an iron rail.

Of course, it's best not to have to fight hand-to-hand.

No matter how brave the soldiers were, casualties in hand-to-hand combat were high. In the Xifengkou Battle, the 29th Army actually suffered heavy casualties.

At this time, a submachine gun was worth several machetes.

In close-quarter melee, the submachine gun was perfect, as it could kill one person with each shot.

'Go!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand. They continued to search for other suspicious locations.

Within a radius of 400 metres, there are many signs of weapons. He needs to carefully screen each one.

The pace is beginning to slow down a bit.

However, no one is rushing. Everyone is waiting patiently.

Someone rushes over, wanting to report the situation to Chen Gongpeng. It's to investigate the house. Investigate the owner of the house.

Zhang Yong interjects, 'Tell me.'

'Yes. According to the information from the Civil Affairs Bureau, the previous small Western-style building belonged to a woman named Wang Xiuli.'

'What's this woman's background?'

'She was a dancer at the Paramount Cabaret. I've done some digging and they say that this Wang Xiuli has a major benefactor called Boss Yin...'

'Boss Yin?'

'Yes. I haven't been able to find out his name yet.'

'I see. You've done a good job.'

Zhang Yong was generous with his praise.

Chen Gongpeng's subordinates were good at fighting and killing, but they were rookies when it came to gathering information.

They were only just beginning to learn. They needed to be encouraged.

Who could Boss Yin be?

Zhang Yong thought of Yin Rugen. But he wasn't sure.

There was no proof.

Fortunately, he never needed proof for anything.

And he wasn't going to go after Yin Rugen now. It was pointless. Just take away all his wealth and weapons and ammunition.

Without money and weapons, what could he do?

The Japanese trusted him now because Yin Rugen was useful. If he became useless one day, he would be worse than a dog.

The same goes for Master You.

No need to engage with him directly yet. First, we'll pick off all the melons he's planted.

Suddenly, they see He Jifeng catching up.

This Brigadier He, they hear, may still have weapons and ammunition, so he has come in person.

His troops are in urgent need of weapons and ammunition. How could he miss such a good opportunity? He will personally supervise the operation, so that he can be the first to take whatever good stuff there is!

No good fortune should go to outsiders.

Soon, Zhang Yong arrives at the second destination with his men.

It was also a small two-storey building. The exterior was equally unremarkable. It was neither new nor old. Other people also lived in the surrounding area.

He looked around. He didn't notice anything unusual. So he unlocked the door and entered.

The furnishings inside were quite exquisite. There was only a thin layer of dust on the table. It was obvious that someone had cleaned regularly.

In several rooms, he found traces of life. This indicated that someone lived here. It was possible that someone had returned by chance.

'Are there any weapons or ammunition?'

'Yes,'

Zhang Yong checked carefully.

He found that there was no basement here. But there was a hidden space.

There were originally three rooms. One of them had been sealed off. Needless to say, there was definitely weaponry in the sealed-off room.

'Hammer.'

'What?'

'Smash the wall!'

Zhang Yong's order was simple and rude.

Chen Gongpeng immediately fetched the tools. They really smashed the wall. They smashed it angrily.

It was already late at night. Everyone around had been woken up by the noise. They came out to watch. Some tried to curse, but then immediately backed off.

There were soldiers with loaded guns outside. Everyone else was also heavily armed. Who would dare say anything?

"Clang...'

'Clang...'

The wall was broken open.

As soon as a hole was made, Zhang Yong could see weapons inside.

A large number of Masaryk ring rifles!

It seems that the Japanese invaders were also very satisfied with the quality of these rifles, which were manufactured in Czechoslovakia.

However, the Japanese army had its own standard equipment and could not use other types. Mixing different types would cause great logistical chaos. So these Masaryk rifles were used as reserve weapons. They were given to the Japanese spies.

In addition, there were a large number of revolvers. They were actually quite good. Apart from being expensive and expensive, they had no other disadvantages. For various reasons, the regular Japanese army would not use the captured equipment. But there was no problem with giving it to the Japanese spies to use.

Fifty Ma Si Huan.

One hundred and fifty revolvers.

And a large number of bullets.

'Whose house is it?'

'It has been investigated. It belongs to a woman named Xie Chunhua.'

'What is her status?'

'She is a dancer at the Paramount Cabaret. She also has a patron, a man called Boss Yin.'

'Go on.'

'Some say that Boss Yin is called Yin Rugen...'

'It really is him!'

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

So that's how the Japanese invaders could be so arrogant and manage to smuggle in so many weapons and ammunition. It turns out that they had Yin Rugen's help.

What is Yin Rugeng's current position? Director of the Jidong Autonomous Committee.

He bestowed this title upon himself. The Japanese recognised him. It was almost like a semi-public defection.

However, Beiping City is still temporarily under the control of the 29th Army.

It is estimated that Yin Rugeng has coveted Beiping for a long time, so he used his connections to make major deployments within the city.

This diehard traitor deserves to die!