Chapter 957 Departure, Equipment and Hometown
Arriving outside Zenda City, Lin Hao suddenly said to Meng Fanle:
"I'm tired of this. Tell the team to stop in front and get some equipment!"

It turned out that Lin Hao had used his rest time these days to hide a batch of supplies in a nearby cave.

The mountains in Yunnan Province are famous for being numerous and steep. In addition, with the current fog and rain, almost no one goes up the mountain, so hiding in the cave is very safe.

"Do you have equipment?" Meng Fanle's eyes suddenly lit up. In recent days, many soldiers have complained that they don't have any equipment. How can they fight?
Although Lin Hao repeatedly emphasized that the equipment would be available soon, many people were still skeptical. However, seeing the ocean and the abundant food, everyone still chose to believe Lin Hao.

But if they still don't have equipment after leaving the country, they will most likely run away.

After all, we can't let them fight the Japanese with their bare hands, right?

"Well, it's in the cave in front, follow me!" Lin Hao nodded, and then led the way.

Soon, Meng Fanle conveyed the order to the entire regiment. Now the guards were not only responsible for guard duties, but also for communications.

Without a radio, it is very inconvenient to convey orders, but Lin Hao doesn't want to go to the back of the temple. He is already under the command of someone, although Lin Hao will not listen to him.

However, Lin Hao had already prepared dozens of radio stations and even set up a company specifically to produce a batch of radio stations.

As soon as we conquer a piece of land in Dandian, we will distribute radio stations and get rid of this poor communication situation.

When they arrived at the cave, Lin Hao asked the guards to pull out all the motorcycles inside, a total of four hundred motorcycles.

Motorcycles are undoubtedly very convenient for this kind of mountain and jungle march.

"Motorcycle?" Lin Yi's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but walk forward to take a look at the motorcycle.

"Do you know what it's worth? Can you ride it?" Lin Hao asked with a smile.

"Of course I can, I rode one when I was in school~!" Lin Yi looked proud, but then he became defeated, as if he was remembering something sad.

"Okay, then I'll give you a task. The task of teaching the group to ride motorcycles is given to you." Lin Hao ordered.

"Ah? The whole group?" Lin Yi was confused. How could he teach all 800 people?

"Let Fanla and the others help you. He is also a college student and he knows how to ride. Even if he doesn't know how to ride, he can learn it easily."

Meng Fanle, who was standing by, was riding a motorcycle skillfully. When he heard Lin Hao's words, he rolled his eyes.

"Milong, each person in your logistics department will get a motorcycle, as will the guard platoon. As for the others, each company and platoon will be given a motorcycle. Remember to learn to ride a motorcycle in the shortest time possible. Whoever can't learn it will not be able to eat dinner." Lin Hao immediately gave a distribution plan.

Considering that many people do not know how to ride, Lin Hao did not give one to each front-line combat unit. After all, the mountain roads are steep and the bikes need to be passed back and forth, and the back of the bike can also carry people.

The logistics department has a lot of supplies to carry, and there are places to store supplies in the front and back.

A guard platoon must also be arranged. After all, they also serve as communicators. With motorcycles, a lot of time will be reduced in conveying orders.

Soon, each company and platoon was allocated a motorcycle. Many people looked at the motorcycles and made clicking sounds, seeming to be very curious about how a motorcycle with two wheels could be ridden without falling over and could also carry people and run so fast.

"There are weapons in there, take them out, and be careful, if they get bumped into, someone could die!"

When they reached the depths of the cave, Meng Fanle and others were completely shocked by the weapons in front of them.

There were strange rifles that had never been seen before, and more importantly, there were mortars.

There were boxes of grenades piled up in front of them.

"Oh my goodness, there are so many weapons. I have never seen so many weapons before."

"What kind of gun is this? A machine gun? It's so light, and it doesn't look like a machine gun." Yao Ma fiddled with the weapon and praised it.

Lin Hao shook his head and said, "This is called a fully automatic rifle. It is an improved version of the M1 Garand, the M14 fully automatic rifle. It has an ordinary -round magazine. Once you load it and pull the safety, it can fire. These are all the latest American weapons."

"Fully automatic rifle?" Many people were stunned, as if they were hearing this term for the first time.

Then Lin Hao began to explain:
"Yes, a bolt-action rifle fires once you pull the bolt, a semi-automatic rifle fires once you pull the trigger, and a fully automatic rifle can fire 30 rounds in a few seconds as long as you hold the trigger. It can be used as a light machine gun."

"This is a bipod. Open it like this and it becomes a heavy machine gun." Lin Hao picked up an M14 and demonstrated it.

"Oh my God, there are such advanced weapons."

"Yeah, I've never seen it before."

"I used up thirty bullets in one breath. Damn it! If I had this weapon, I wouldn't be able to kill those Japanese devils." Milong couldn't help but swear.

Lin Hao, who was in charge of the instruction, smiled, decisively replaced the magazine with one full of bullets, turned on the safety, and pulled the trigger towards the distance.

"Da da da da~!"

Intensive gunfire rang out immediately, flames as big as a bowl burst out from the muzzle of the gun, and bullet casings sprayed out like a fountain, landing on the ground with a clatter.

A magazine was emptied in less than five seconds, and then another magazine was taken out and loaded, and the gun continued firing.

He fired several magazines in a row without any jamming. The officers and soldiers of the Sichuan Army who were nearby were all stunned.

"Is this fucking thing faster than a submachine gun?"

"Damn it, what a brutal firepower."

"I want to numb, am I dreaming?"

"It's not spicy, pinch me."

Looking at the big round hole in the distance, everyone felt frightened and envious. This weapon was really too brutal.

If they were all equipped with this thing, any number of Japanese devils would be able to beat them till they cried for their parents!
Lin Hao once again squandered a magazine, this time replaced it with a new one, and began to perform a variety of tricks, including single-shot firing, three-shot burst, and strafing fire from the ground, making the M14 perform a variety of tricks.

"Great!"

"Oh my god, this gun is still intact?"

"What the hell is this gun?"

"What the hell, what kind of gun is this?"

"Oh my goodness, this gun is too powerful, isn't it?"

The Sichuan Army soldiers around were all amazed. They didn't expect this weapon to be so awesome. It could be used for three purposes with one gun. It was simply a magic gun.

Glancing at the admiring eyes of the officers and soldiers around him, Lin Hao showed a smug smile on his face. He had wasted thousands of bullets in order to practice this skill.

The officers and soldiers of the Sichuan Army Corps showed excitement on their faces. The biggest gap between them and the Japanese was the intensity of their firepower. If the firepower could keep up, killing the Japanese would be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

According to Meng Fanle, the daily tactics that have not changed for ten thousand years are artillery bombardment and infantry charge. After the infantry charges, the artillery bombardment, and you jump out to fight. The infantry retreats and the artillery bombardment, and you don't care. After the artillery bombardment, the infantry charges.

If their firepower was strong enough, how could the Japanese dare to be so arrogant?

"60mm mortar, Krupp, can you use it?" After trying the M14, Lin Hao looked at Krupp and pointed at the 60mm mortar and asked.

"Yes, I can use any kind of gun." Krupp was holding the 60mm mortar, as happy as a fat man.

"Okay, I'll give you these twelve mortars to form an artillery company. Teach the others as soon as possible. Don't let me down when the time comes, or I'll show you how I'll beat you." Lin Hao had been in contact with Milong for a long time, and occasionally spoke a few words in a Northeastern accent.

But you know what, this is quite useful. It's useless to talk to these people in a nice way. Sometimes just a few Chinese curse words are more effective than saying ten thousand words.

"Hehe, Commander, don't worry, I will never let you down." Krupp said happily while holding the 60mm mortar.

"Doubing, this is an M2 Lao Gan Ma heavy machine gun. Haven't you been a deputy shooter? Come, I'll let you be the main shooter this time. If you perform well, I'll let you be the machine gun platoon leader later." Lin Hao picked up an M2 Browning heavy machine gun and threw it to Doubing.

"Thank you, Commander!" Doubing held the M2 heavy machine gun, his white teeth showing with joy. "This thing can shoot the little Japanese tanks like poking bean skin with your fingers. It can also shoot low-flying aircraft when the gun is mounted upright." Lin Hao continued to introduce.

"Hiss, it can actually hit the Japanese tanks. Now we don't have to be afraid of the Japanese tanks anymore?"

"Oh my god, won't we be awesome in the future?"

"We won't have to run away from the Japanese tanks anymore."

The Japanese tanks had steel plates of 8 mm at the thinnest and no more than 12 mm at the thickest. Lao Gan Ma could attack the Japanese tanks as easily as cutting watermelons.

"Okay, change your clothes quickly, we still have to go on our way."

Soon, half an hour later, everyone had changed into new equipment. Although many people didn't know how to use it yet, they were all veterans and they just needed to figure it out after a while on the road.

The equipment that Lin Hao got did not have very high technological content, but no one had used it before.

Therefore, Lin Hao made a temporary decision to set up a teaching team to teach them the use of new weapons, and they would also be responsible for teaching the new recruits in the future.

Everyone was carrying an M14 assault rifle, with grenades hanging around their waists and tactical belts loaded with bullets. They were all armed and looked very powerful. It was a world of difference from before.

"Let's go, cross the Nujiang River and kill the Japanese!" After seeing that everyone had changed their clothes, Lin Hao said with a wave of his hand with great heroism.

As for Tengchong Airport, anyone can go if they want, since he doesn't want to be strafed by the Japanese fighter planes anyway.

On the other side, Yu Xiaoqing was sitting in the jeep with great interest, followed by a few confidants. He was imagining in his mind what words he would use to trick these defeated soldiers into going to the battlefield.

Although he looked down on these cannon fodder, they were after all experienced in combat and had first-rate life-saving skills.

But when he drove to the military zone, he found that the sentries at the gate were gone.

"What's going on? Where are the sentinels? How come even the most basic sentinels are gone?" Yu Xiaoqing's face looked a little ugly.

He thought that the defeated soldiers in the defeated area would be very bad. In his eyes, these people were cannon fodder and he looked down on them at all.

I was originally thinking about seeing if there were any soldiers worth training, but when I just arrived at the checkpoint, even the sentries were gone.

The closer they drove to the shelter, the uglier Yu Xiaoqing's face became. All the defeated soldiers in the alley were gone.

The entire defeated soldiers' area was very quiet, which was completely different from what he had imagined.

When we arrived at the shelter, we found that all the deserters were gone.

Both Zhang Lixian and He Shuguang had extremely ugly faces. When they came here, they were still thinking about how they would show off in front of these defeated soldiers.

After all, they are the direct lineage, equipped with all American equipment. They can personally recruit these cannon fodder, which is considered a great face for them. But what is the result?

There was no one there. It was completely different from what I had imagined. Yu Xiaoqing's face was as black as charcoal.

"Where are the people? Why is there no one left?" Yu Xiaoqing kicked the water tank in the yard and shouted angrily.

There is no one here. How can he report back?

He had finally gotten this job, but if he had no soldiers, what was the point of fighting?

At this time, the director of the shelter came out of the canteen, and the voice of the dead ghost was heard from inside.

When he saw the military uniform and rank on Yu Xiaoqing, he immediately panicked and started buttoning his clothes while jogging.

"Sir, I'm the station chief."

"Where are the people? Where are the people here? Where did they go?" Yu Xiaoqing frowned, especially when he saw a woman coming out of the store. He was so angry that he wanted to shoot her, but he held back.

"Ah? They all went to fight in the war." The director of the shelter looked confused, but still explained honestly.

Hearing this, Yu Xiaoqing's eyes darkened and he almost fainted: "Fight? Who gave them the order?"

"Ah? It's the 88th Regiment of the 21st Division of the 186th Army. It's commanded by a young lieutenant colonel named Lin Hao. Um, he's from the Sichuan Army Corps. He said that he was following the order from the higher authorities to reorganize the Sichuan Army Corps, and it had a seal on it." The director of the shelter explained while gesturing.

Hearing this, Yu Xiaoqing cursed: "Asshole, the Sichuan Army was wiped out long ago, and the commander of the 88th Army has been replaced. Where should we reorganize? How should we reorganize?"

"Ah? So you're dealing with a scammer? But it doesn't seem like it. The other party was very generous. We had twice-cooked pork, pork stewed with vermicelli, beef noodles, and dumplings stuffed with pork and cabbage every day. In addition, the soldiers at the shelter were given three months' pay."

"Each new soldier gets ten dollars as resettlement allowance. It doesn't seem fake."

"I roughly calculated that there were more than 200 soldiers in the entire defeated area, and more than 600 people came here later. At least nearly 20,000 yuan was sent out."

"If it's fake, wouldn't it be better to take the ten thousand dollars to the rear? Why take them across the Nujiang River to fight the Japanese?"

"And that flour is so white, it definitely isn't something that ordinary people can get. Ordinary people definitely can't get it. Yes, he's definitely not a liar." With every word the director of the shelter said, Yu Xiaoqing's face turned darker.

Even Zhang Lixian was surprised and couldn't help asking while looking at the director of the shelter.

"Three months' back pay, all in cash?"

You know, the military pay they receive now is in legal tender, but due to years of war, prices have soared and their military pay has not increased. One dollar can be exchanged for more than ten pieces of legal tender on the black market.

To make up for three months' military pay in dollars, this person is either a fool or has bigger ambitions.

"Yes, it was all in cash. One major received more than 200 dollars. It was a lot of cash. I haven't received so much military pay in many years." The director of the shelter said with some regret.

"Where did they go?" Yu Xiaoqing took a deep breath and asked again.

"We set out for Tengchong three days ago, and we should have crossed the Nujiang River by now." The director of the shelter said after thinking for a while.

Hearing this, Yu Xiaoqing sneered: "Very good, there are still people who dare to intercept my soldiers."

Although he looked down on these cannon fodder, his superiors promised to allocate these defeated soldiers to him anyway. However, they were intercepted by someone and all taken away. Now there is not a single one left, which makes him very annoyed.

I don't like it, that's my business, but you can't cut in on me. We've made a grudge against each other.

"Commander, what should we do now? The troops are about to set off, and there is still a large shortage of personnel in each battalion." He Shuguang couldn't help but whisper.

"Hmph, let's go back first. I'll find another way to deal with the vacancies." Yu Xiaoqing glanced at the director of the shelter, then turned around and got on the jeep.

Compared to the smiling face he had before coming, his face was now gloomy. He wanted to go back and find out who had intercepted him.

And what’s going on with the commander of the 186th Regiment, Lin Hao?

The director of the shelter looked at the jeep going away and spat in disdain.

"Hmph, they are just direct descendants. What's so great about them? They are not as good as the ragtag troops in terms of conduct!" Thinking of the supplies that Lin Hao left for him before he left, the director of the shelter smiled happily again.

Of course, this batch of supplies is not so easy to get. If any defeated soldiers from other places arrive here, he can intercept them and send them to the Nujiang River.

Originally, he wanted to curry favor with Yu Xiaoqing, but when he saw how arrogant the other party was, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​trying to curry favor with someone who was cold to him. He decided to just follow Lin Hao obediently, at least he would get some benefits.

On the other side, Lin Hao led the Sichuan Army to the Nujiang River. At this time, the bridge over the Nujiang River had not been destroyed yet.

Standing on the bridge and feeling the surging Nujiang River, Lin Hao was filled with emotion for a moment. At the same time, he made up his mind to change the tragic ending of this group of people.

At least the tragedy of Nantianmen will never be repeated.

"Let's go, cross the Nujiang River and kill the devils."

"Cross the Nu River and kill the devils."

"Cross the Nu River and kill the devils."