If the troops that were not Central Army were replaced, they would be envious and jealous at this time, but the Japanese were different. Jiro Iijima thought about it and abandoned this equipment method that mainly consumed ammunition and threw it into the recycling station to delete it. Not to mention that the Japanese ammunition consumption is difficult to maintain. Although the Japanese brag about the number one steel production in Asia all day long - because a small amount of iron ore raw material from North America was scrap iron back in the furnace, the steel consumed by the navy obviously accounted for the majority.

Not only do guns and cannons need to save money, but also bullets also need to save use of the current 6.5 mm small rifle bullets. (Medium rifle bullets 7.62-7.63, large rifle bullets 7.92 mm. These three types of rifle bullets are also the most used in recent decades) A ​​bullet saves ten grams of metal. It seems boring to save ten grams of metal for every billion rounds of bullets that millions of troops can save 10,000 tons of metal, which is also a helpless move for the Japanese with scarce resources.

Another very important thing is that the Japanese have been planning to expand externally since the Meiji Restoration. The bullets must be shot at other people's homes, and the number of shots is less, which is basically impossible to recover. The logistics civilians and men from the Central Army and other troops must recycle all the bullet shells after the war - banks purchase copper shells for coins.

In terms of bullets, there is no need to recycle this. At the beginning, Jin Batian gave a takeout rifle bullet with a steel core pointed end. There was a needle-shaped steel core in the middle, and the outer part was made of lead-tin alloy, and the outer layer was covered with copper. This design was also to prevent the Maxine water-cooled machine gun from losing lethality after it was lost (Zhang Lingfu was caught in the gun). The round-head bullets were still lead-tin bullets. When the barrel was overheated, the bullets fired into pieces of tin cakes. When it hit the person, it would burn the other party to death, but it could not penetrate the clothes. (During the Korean War, there was a record that the American carbine could not wear the cotton coat of the volunteer army. It was often the carbine bullets that were fired up, and the other party shivered a few times and rushed up with a bayonet)

Such bullets contain four kinds of metals, and it is very tiring to return to the furnace. However, the relatively complex process makes it fun to hit the body. The thin layer of brass for decorations is negligible. The steel core must be passed through the body, but the lead-tin alloy is unnecessary. The bullet hits the human body, which is the kind of hole in the front and a large hole in the back. It has a 50% disability rate on the limbs. There is a great chance of hitting the key points. Even if there is no dead person, it is not found for clean and broken shrapnel. It is enough to drink a pot of heavy metal poisoning in the later stage.

At the front position of Killing Tiger's mouth, the coolant of the Maxim water-cooled heavy machine gun had already started to boil. Kobayashi, who was newly appointed as the deputy shooter of the heavy machine gun, knew that it would boil after a while without adding cold water. Kobayashi took out a kettle to add cold water to Maxim. The 50 grenade fired from the grenade launcher in the air beside his ears whizzed by, and Kobayashi subconsciously lowered his head.

With a "boom", a grenade exploded several meters away. The main shooter shook his head and felt that nothing was wrong and started shooting at the Japanese again. The main shooter listened to the boiling sound of the cooling water and shouted: "Kobayashi, add water. Add water."

"Yeah." Kobayashi responded, but couldn't get up.

The squad leader ran over and saw that a shrapnel of grenade hit Xiaolinzi's back, and the wound was covered with charred blood. The squad leader shouted: "Medical soldiers, medical soldiers. There are wounded people here."

The medical soldier with a cross armband ran over, looked at the injury and said, "The shrapnel is inside the body, and you need to go to the rear for surgery. Let's stop the bleeding first. Who has the painkiller needle? Mine is used up."

Jin Batian remembered that there was a first aid kit on his body that had never used it. He finished the bullets in the gun with two "slap" sounds, took out the first aid kit and handed it to the medical staff. The medical staff quickly found the injection from the first aid kit (there was only a bag of gauze, a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao, and an injection) and shot it to Xiao Linzi. Then he found the Yunnan Baiyao sprinkled on the wound and fed Xiao Linzi the red emergency seed inside the Yunnan Baiyao. At this time, the blood stopped, and the medical staff bandaged the wound and handed it to the civilians who transported the injured soldiers' ammunition behind.

This injection also has a great origin. As we all know, after domestic opium squeezed all foreign goods out of the market, the price fell again and again. Until the Nanjing government established a severe crackdown on the tobacco market, but burning this thing is also a harm to nature. Speaking of which, it is also a medicinal material. After the establishment of the Limin Shipyard, the Nanjing and Peking governments bought some new machines to purify the opium and commercialize it - of course they would not sell it to China. They dumped it in the European market through Zhang Shaoshuai, who was practicing in Dunlun.

As the war broke out, the medicine became the best analgesic and anesthetic. The wounded were taken to the battlefield hospital to perform surgery directly. The cost was very low. They were all confiscated illegally planting, illegally refining, illegally transporting and illegally traded opium. His effect was proven to be very good. His new name was - morphine. Like Yunnan Baiyao, he has become a regular medicine for Central Army soldiers and has saved countless lives.

Jin Batian shouted loudly: The person who sells machines is not wrong. It has nothing to do with me.

Jin Batian did not provide medical bags for nothing. In order to reduce the burden on the seriously injured Xiao Linzi, Jin Batian took off Xiao Linzi's ammunition bag. When Jin Batian opened the bullet belt, he saw that there were three packs of rifle bullets inside. Thirty and ninety bullets were enough to hit for a while.

"Add water." The main shooter of the Maxim heavy machine gun was still shouting, and since then he could add water to cool the barrel by himself, and the efficiency was greatly reduced. Speaking of which, he was the only one left of the Maxim heavy machine gun that was operated by four people, and the casualties ratio was quite heavy, and Kobayashi was also transferred later. From this point of view, his four-person machine gun team has been hung up all over. On the battlefield, the heavy machine gun is like this. It has a high lethality but slow transfer has become a target for artillery. If you don't have permanent fortifications, you will not be afraid of casualties.

After a while, the 60th mortar artillery attached to the company platoon suppressed the Japanese grenade launcher, and then sent a batch of supplementary troops. The company commander re-equipped the heavy machine gunner with an observation hand and a new deputy shooter.

Jin Batian also has a new mission. The squad leader brought a new person from the supplementary group and handed it to Jin Batian: "Xiao Jiang, this is a new one, please take him."

Jin Batian looked at it. His strong figure and face were flushed at the age of seventeen or eighteen. I don’t know if it was congestion or excitement. They were all the same. They were either excited or scared. Jin Batian said to him: "Put non-combat items in that larger anti-cannon hole, then find a place to shoot and aim at the point. Remember, if there are machine guns that always shoot near you, you are eyeing you, so hurry up and change the place. Don’t run too far, our third company, one row and five squads are just a few dozen meters of defense."

"Oh." The young man responded and unloaded his bag, crawled with a gun and crawled at the Japanese not far away. The young man was just energetic. Jin Batian could change bullets and other things after seeing it, and he was very skilled in replenishing the ranks. He just didn't know if he had seen blood.

When Jin Batian finished shooting a magazine and changed the bullet, he asked casually: "What's the name?"

"Xiaolong." The young man looked around and confirmed that he was asking him.

Jin Batian asked again: "Yes, I have to ask you your surname, right?"

"Submitted to Li." The young man quickly answered this time.

Jin Batianxin said, I'll kneel down for you.
Chapter completed!