Upon entering the village, the villagers of Wu'an Township gathered around.
Seeing the concerned expressions on their faces, Chen Dahu couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat and his eyes redden.
"mother?"
Chen Dahu saw a middle-aged woman with tattered clothes and a weathered face, and hurriedly went to greet her.
"Is that Big Tiger?"
Overjoyed, Zhang Xiuhua burst into tears and grabbed his hand.
"Yes...yes..." Chen Dahu didn't know what to say, so he just nodded.
“My child, you’ve lost weight again this year…” Zhang Xiuhua said, tears streaming down her face.
Watching her son grow older year by year, yet become thinner and thinner each year, it was truly heartbreaking for her as a mother.
"Mother, I'm alright..."
Chen Dahu forced a smile, but two crystal-clear tears slid down his cheeks.
This scene moved everyone around, yet it was also filled with a deep sense of sadness.
Who could imagine that this man, who is so imposing and ruthless in public, would cry like a child at home, making everyone around him feel deeply guilty?
He wiped away his tears and forced a smile: "Mother, are the Japanese devils coming?"
Mentioning the Japanese devils, Zhang Xiuhua flicked him hard on the head, "You brat, what nonsense are you spouting?!"
"If the Japanese devils come, will you ever see your mother again?"
"hey-hey……"
Chen Dahu scratched his head and grinned foolishly, looking rather simple-minded. "But I clearly heard cannon fire..."
He couldn't possibly be wrong about this.
Having dealt with the Japanese for so long, he could recognize the sound of the Type 94 90mm light mortar even with his eyes closed.
"That was Er Gou's doing!"
At this point, Zhang Xiuhua lowered her voice and said, "Ever since your second brother became the captain of the militia, he's been tinkering with firecrackers on the back mountain all day long. That loud bang just now came from him."
firecracker?
Firecrackers can even simulate the sound of a Type 94 90mm light mortar.
"You'll see for yourself when you go to the back of the mountain."
Zhang Xiuhua glared at him and continued, "What are you standing there for? You rarely come back, hurry up and burn paper money for your father."
"good!"
Chen Dahu nodded heavily and walked away quickly.
...........
Half an hour later.
Chen Dahu led two soldiers from the First Battalion to the back mountain of Wu'an Township.
At this moment, the hill behind was filled with smoke and the smell of gunpowder.
Looking around, hundreds of militia members were training enthusiastically.
He held the gun, loaded it, and aimed—all in one smooth motion, with incredible skill.
"Battalion Commander, you...you...look at that, what is that???"
One of the soldiers suddenly exclaimed.
Upon hearing this, Chen Dahu looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a soldier holding a Type 96 machine gun, constantly adjusting his posture.
Da da da—
The machine gun spewed fire, and bullets rained down like a storm.
"Oh my god!!"
Upon seeing this, another soldier was instantly stunned: "Battalion Commander! How come their militia has a crooked-handled weapon?! Shouldn't they be carrying a red-tasseled spear and a broadsword?"
Chen Dahu was equally dumbfounded and couldn't come to his senses for a long time.
"Holy crap!!"
"And a Type 92 heavy machine gun!????"
"What the hell... am I dreaming?!"
The soldier beside him stared wide-eyed, his eyeballs almost popping out of his head.
He simply couldn't understand how the militia could possess such weapons.
Keep in mind that even a regular regiment doesn't have many heavy machine guns, let alone a militia!
How did they get their hands on it?
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang-!"
Suddenly, a series of muffled explosions rang out.
The once peaceful back mountain suddenly transformed into a hellish inferno.
Piles of scorching black flames shot into the sky like pillars of fire, scorching and distorting the air!
? ? ? ? ?
Chen Dahu and the soldiers beside him were completely shocked!
Dozens of Type 94 90mm light mortars opened fire simultaneously!
Their militia had dozens of mortars!
"What... what the hell is going on?!"
Chen Dahu asked, dumbfounded, "Where did they get them?"
"Yes, Battalion Commander! What's going on?"
The soldiers were also dumbfounded. "Where did the militia get so many mortars? Did they raid the Japanese armory?"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
The shock caused everyone to tremble uncontrollably, and cold sweat poured down their backs!
"Big brother?"
Just then, a rough voice suddenly came.
Chen Dahu looked up and his eyes lit up.
Not far away, a disheveled young man strode towards him, excitedly calling out, "Big brother! You're finally back!"
"Second brother!"
"Big brother! Second brother!"
"Younger brother! Second brother!"
The two hugged each other, their eyes red with emotion.
"Good brother!!!"
Chen Dahu patted him hard on the back, his eyes shining with satisfaction, "You're something else, kid. You've really grown up. Your weapons are even better than our New 1st Regiment's!"
"Hehe, it's all luck, it's all luck."
Lin Feng grinned, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.
These days, in order to raise this batch of supplies, I've been running around every day, and my feet are even bleeding from broken skin.
But he didn't care at all, because he knew very well that as long as there were supplies, the militia could grow rapidly!
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