coobybook Chapter 148 The First Batch of Water Pearls
Chapter 148 The First Batch of Water Pearls
148 The First Batch of Water Beads
Zhou Xinghai excitedly picked up a rifle and started to check it.
After a moment, he frowned.
"wrong?"
“This is the wrong gun.
Old Ye, how come this gun is the Russian's 'Water Link'?
Besides, this is an old piece of shit, the rifling is almost worn out.
Old Ye, have you been cheated? "
Zhou Xinghai, holding an old Russian Mosin-Ghana rifle, spoke anxiously to Ye Qingshan.
He thought that Ye Qingshan was cheated by a profiteer.
Otherwise, why would he buy so many old water-jet rifles with the rifling almost worn out?
"The gun is correct."
Ye Qingshan also picked up a handful of water beads and examined them.
It was indeed what he wanted.
Then he said to Zhou Xinghai with a smile.
“That’s not wrong.
I don’t know how long these water beads have been used.
Look, the rifling is almost gone, can it still be used?
Old Ye, if you are cheated, you have to tell me.
We can’t afford to suffer this loss.”
Zhou Xinghai thought Ye Qingshan was just being stubborn.
“Haha, don’t worry, no one is trying to trick me.
These are indeed the guns I wanted.”
"Old Ye, what are you doing?"
Zhou Xinghai looked at Ye Qingshan in confusion.
“Why are you in such a hurry? I didn’t ask you to use these guns.
These guns are indeed old guns, and I asked someone to buy them from the Russians.”
Ye Qingshan checked a few more guns and found that they were all still usable. He nodded with satisfaction.
“I didn’t buy these guns for you guys.
It is for use by the militia we organized in the city.
The militiamen have been organized by us, but you can't let them fight the Japanese with just fire sticks.
These old water-jet cartridges, although the rifling is almost gone,
But no matter how old it is, it is still a gun.
The bullets fired can also kill the Japanese.
It's quite good to equip those militiamen."
"Now you understand."
After listening to Ye Qingshan's explanation, Zhou Xinghai suddenly realized.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I thought you were cheated by a profiteer."
Zhou Xinghai smiled awkwardly.
"I still like new guns."
Zhou Xinghai threw down a rod of water beads with some disgust.
For gun lovers, Zhou Xinghai really looks down on these old guns.
"You, you don't manage the household, you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are.
You know, in just over a day, we organized more than 10,000 young and strong militiamen in the city.
But this is less than one-tenth of the hundreds of thousands of young and strong people in the entire Jinling City.
Later, when the Japanese invaders broke into the city, the common people witnessed their cruelty.
More and more people will be willing to join the militia.
Now, just to arm these ten thousand militiamen, I need ten thousand guns.
You want me to buy all new guns. Do you know how much these ten thousand guns will cost?
Do you really think I have endless money to spend? "
Ye Qingshan couldn't help but complain.
"that's true!"
Hearing Ye Qingshan say this, Zhou Xinghai smiled awkwardly.
"The main reason is that this batch of water beads were eliminated by the Russian army.
I could buy five of these old guns for the price of a new one.
This batch of goods is just the first batch.
There are three thousand guns in total, just enough to equip a regiment.
There will be several more batches to come.”
“Also, there’s another benefit to buying these old guns.
That's safety.
in the country, these old guns are looked down upon by not only the principal but even a battalion commander like you.
That's why they were able to deliver it to us safely along the way.
Would you believe me if I really bought brand new water beads?
Before we even got off the train, our colleagues and their soldiers had already snatched it away.
Even the principal was moved."
After hearing what Ye Qingshan said, Zhou Xinghai couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.
"Old Ye, your method is really great."
"How about it? Do these old guns look much better to you now?"
"Haha, it's pleasing to the eye, pleasing to the eye."
Zhou Xinghai picked up the old water beads again, and there was no disgust in his eyes as before.
"Send these guns to the militias in various parts of the city overnight and distribute them to them.
Let's arrange for the veteran soldiers to first lead the militiamen and familiarize them with how to use guns.
Come on, the Japanese are invading.
These people have never even touched a gun, so how can we expect them to fight against the Japanese in the future? "
Ye Qingshan did not expect that these newly organized militiamen in the city would be able to fight the Japanese without even touching a gun.
That's pure bullshit.
Fortunately, Ye Qingshan did not have high requirements for these militiamen.
As long as they were familiar with how to shoot, they were taught simple fighting methods by the veterans.
By then, the Japanese will really break in.
It is through actual combat and death that they will grow up quickly.
Just look at the Russians' defense of Stalingrad and you will understand.
In that desperate situation, if you just give them a gun, they will give you a miracle.
What Ye Qingshan has to do now is to give them a gun.
“You don’t like the old water beads.
You must like this thing."
Ye Qingshan found a specially marked box in a car and opened it.
There were brand new Thompson submachine guns inside. Ye Qingshan picked one up and threw it to Zhou Xinghai.
"Haha, Old Ye, I knew it.
You can’t just buy these old stuff, there must be good stuff.”
Zhou Xinghai excitedly fiddled with a Thompson submachine gun. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He kept saying, "Good gun, this is a good gun."
Ye Qingshan deliberately hid several boxes of Thompson submachine guns in this batch of old water-soft guns.
This way, you can avoid being discovered and stolen along the way.
"Old Ye, these submachine guns that came this time, please give them to me.
I am the special operations battalion that is jealous of Black Bear. Everyone has a submachine gun. It has been a long time since I last saw it. "
"No."
Ye Qingshan just shook his head.
"Old Ye, you can't do this.
Black Bear is your subordinate, and I am also your subordinate.
You can’t favor one over the other.”
Zhou Xinghai felt a little resentful.
Ye Qingshan smiled bitterly: "Old Zhou, what's with that look in your eyes? You look like a grudge woman."
"I'm not being partial, but from now on, we won't engage in the same kind of ambushes and offensive battles with the Japs as before.
It would not be cost-effective to use all these submachine guns together.
On the contrary, it is to cope with the upcoming city defense battles and street fighting.
I need to disperse all these submachine guns.
Each combat team is equipped with two to three guns to achieve the optimal firepower combination.
This is how street fighting is fought.
Forget about you. I will also break up all the submachine guns of Black Bear’s special operations battalion.”
"That's it!"
Zhou Xinghai felt much better after hearing Ye Qingshan's explanation.
“Okay, take your men and split the guns.
But be careful, do it quietly and don't let too many people find out.
Otherwise, if that old thief Tang Shengzhi finds out, I will have to deal with him."
"Got it, Old Ye.
Don't worry about what I do. "