Total:

- Type 38 rifle: 1 unit, 3.78 million rounds of ammunition

- Type 97 hand grenade: 126,000 pieces

- Type 11 light machine gun: 861 units, 1.722 million rounds of ammunition

- Type 94 90mm light mortar: 777 pieces

Type 92 heavy machine gun: 651 units, 3.36 million rounds of ammunition

- Type 92 infantry gun: 441 pieces

- Type 94 Mountain Gun: 336 pieces

- Type 92 105mm field cannon: 136 pieces

- Type 97 sniper rifle: 660 pieces

- Type 4 150mm Field Guns: 21 pieces

Total inventory:

- Type 38 rifle: 1 unit, 4.2 million rounds of ammunition.

Type 97 hand grenade: 140,000 pieces

- Type 11 light machine gun: 1035 units, 2.76 million rounds of ammunition

- Type 94 90mm light mortar: 955 pieces, shells fired

Type 92 heavy machine gun: 874 units, 4.49 million rounds of ammunition

- Type 92 infantry gun: 490 pieces, shells fired

- Type 94 mountain gun: 351 pieces, shells fired

- Type 92 105mm field cannon: 136 guns, 4080 rounds of ammunition

- Type 97 sniper rifles: 660 units, 66,000 rounds of ammunition

- Type 4 150mm field guns: 21 guns, 630 rounds of ammunition

......

"There are a lot of bullets."

Lin Feng looked at the long string of numbers in the system and felt a headache coming on.

He never imagined that, without realizing it, each type of bullet would be produced in the millions.

"It's time to clear out some bullet inventory."

Lin Feng muttered to himself.

The more he spoke, the more his brows furrowed. "If we keep running like this, it won't be long before the Japanese are wiped out by their own running!"

"What if he surrenders? Then I won't get my reward."

"Compared to American, Soviet, and German weapons, many of the Japanese weapons are still inferior."

"No, I have to leave Shanxi as soon as possible and go abroad to seduce the enemy."

"Only in this way can we preserve the rise of the Dragon Kingdom!"

With this in mind, Lin Feng silently made up his mind.

……………………

April 1, 1930.

The sky was overcast, the temperature suddenly dropped, and a cold wind howled.

"Ring ring—!"

Lin Feng had just returned from his run when a phone call from the 359th Regiment rang urgently.

He answered the phone while wiping his sweat, "Hello, who is this?"

"Brother, it's me, Zhang Shide."

Zhang Shide's voice came from the other end of the phone: "The person you wanted has been found. If you have time, come over to my place, let's get together and talk about the price."

"Thank you so much, brother."

"I just received a new batch of weapons and am about to send them to you."

"So fast!?"

Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, Zhang Shide was immediately surprised: "Brother, tell me, do you own an arms factory?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Lin Feng asked, puzzled.

Holy crap!

Zhang Shide couldn't help but swear, "Brother, you're awesome! No wonder you have so many weapons, and they're all new. Turns out you own an arms factory!"

"hey-hey."

Lin Feng smiled but didn't explain anything.

When it comes to playing dumb to outsmart others, who can compare to yourself?

"Brother, I'll send a car to pick you up."

"Tonight, let's drink until we drop!"

Zhang Shide hung up the phone with great interest.

...

As dusk fell, a jeep slowly drove toward the 359th Regiment's encampment.

"squeak--!"

The tires screeched as they rubbed against the road. I stopped and turned off the engine.

Lin Feng swaggered in, pushing open the door and walking into Zhang Shide's office amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of several soldiers.

"Hey bro, I'm not late, am I?"

Lin Feng looked around at his surroundings, then turned to Zhang Shide, who was sitting behind his desk, and asked with a smile.

"Brother, even if you're early, what can I do to you?"

Zhang Shide waved his hand, and his adjutant immediately brought out wine and dishes.

"Come on, let's drink to our brothers recognizing each other!"

"cheers!"

Lin Feng raised his glass and clinked it with Zhang Shide's, then drank it all in one gulp.

"Great!" Zhang Shide exclaimed, then pointed to the chair beside him and said, "Brother, don't be shy, sit down and have a drink!"

Lin Feng nodded, sat down, and poured himself a full glass of wine.

After a long chat, both of them were slightly tipsy.

Zhang Shide's cheeks flushed, and he patted Lin Feng on the shoulder, saying with a smile, "Brother, you're really a good friend! You always think of your older brother whenever there's business to be had. I'm so glad I made you my friend!"

"Haha, of course, we're all in this together to make money, right?"

"Besides, you've always known I'm with the Eighth Route Army, and you still do business with me, so it's only natural that we help each other out!" Lin Feng smiled.

"Hmm, you're a sensible kid!"

Zhang Shide picked up the wine bottle again and filled Lin Feng's glass.

Setting down the wine bottle, Zhang Shide suddenly frowned and said, "By the way, brother, I've already inquired about the person for you."

"oh?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng immediately perked up his ears.

"One soldier, one hundred and twenty silver dollars!"

Zhang Shide made a surprising statement.

"So expensive?"

Lin Feng's eyes widened. "Are you robbing me? I didn't know these were conscripts you hired!"

"Hi!"

Zhang Shide waved his hand: "What do you think? Do you think it's easy to conscript a man these days?"

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