After a moment of waiting, another team of more than ten people ran over from the opposite side of the river ditch.

Without introducing each other or communicating at all, Zhao Jinge motioned for them to change clothes. The leader, Lao Zhang, glanced at Wei Ran and simply led the soldiers to take off their rags and coats and put on the thick clothes supported by the puppet soldiers.

Cotton clothing.

Taking advantage of this time, Wei Ran also looked at their weapons and equipment.

In general, the equipment of these two squads of about 25 or 6 people is pretty good. There are three Czech-made machine guns, two flower machine guns, and each of the remaining soldiers also has a long gun.

Some of these guns are Type 38 or older Golden Hook rifles, Mosin-Nagant and Dragoon rifles from Maozi, and a few Ma Sihuan.

But without exception, the butts of these guns are nailed with a palm-sized piece of iron or copper. On these metal sheets, you can still see bumpy bumps.

Wei Ran knew that this was because most of the grenades used by these anti-alliance fighters were seized from the Japanese.

But most of the Japs' grenades had to be knocked before they were used, but the anti-Japanese soldiers did not have Japs' steel helmets, nor did they have braided boots with hard heels.

It's snowy in the winter and muddy in the summer. To make a grenade explode, the most realistic way is to knock it on the butt of the gun. That piece of iron is prepared for the grenade. It is also one of the symbols of the resistance fighters.

In addition, each of them had one or two grenades on their waists. Several of them had various pistols on their waists, and each of them also carried a large blade on his back.

When the next group of people also changed their clothes, Wei Ran gave in and said, "Thank you, please load all the weapons and equipment in the Temple of Wealth into the truck."

"Brother Wei, what are you..."

"We worked together to defeat the Japs. Our three brothers didn't put in much effort, and we didn't need so many things."

Wei Ran said and pointed to the weapons in Hegouzi, "There are some more over there. Let's load them all into the car."

After a slight hesitation, Zhao Jinge waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him who had just changed into new clothes immediately entered the yard with joy and picked up all the remaining weapons and equipment.

At the same time, soldiers from another squad that had just arrived also rushed into Hegouzi and carried back the weapons of the puppet soldiers one after another.

"A few of you"

Wei Ran took out the box cannon under the cover of his clothes and gestured at the puppet soldiers, "Those who are wearing clothes, don't be idle. Pull open the roof of the Temple of Wealth. There are still many dead people inside. Dig them out."

Upon hearing this, the puppet soldiers did not dare to delay, and rushed in swarmly and began to move bricks and demolish tiles.

No need to be reminded at all, the three remaining fighters with Czech-made anti-union fighters also mounted machine guns on the earth wall and took on the role of supervision.

"You two can make do and put on these tattered clothes."

Wei Ran waved to the remaining dozen or so naked puppet soldiers, pointed at the clothes taken off by the anti-alliance fighters and said.

At this time, these puppet soldiers without clothes were shivering from the cold. How could they care about anything else? They immediately rushed over in a swarm, put on tattered clothes in a hurry, and took the initiative to help dig out the God of Wealth.

Temple - they have just taken off the thick cotton shoes they just received a few days ago, and now they just want to wear a pair of Japanese leather shoes. Although those shoes are far less lightweight than cotton shoes, at least they will not be worn in this ice and snow.

Wouldn't someone freeze to death?

Under the busy work of the forty and fifty puppet troops, the collapsed roof of the Temple of Wealth was dug up, and the nearly cooked corpses were roughly pulled out.

Taking this opportunity, Zhao Jinyu also listened to his elder brother's ear and told what Wei Ran had done with him and Hu Bazhi.

Wei Ran didn't care about that. He had been counting just now. 18 Japs were brought back from the minefield he had created, and 25 Japs were brought out from the yard just now.

The Temple of Wealth was the first to be damaged by two grenades, burned with gasoline, and the roof was smashed. Six Japanese were killed and four puppet soldiers were killed.

In addition, there was a second lieutenant whose butt was blown open and burned black, and the unlucky guy who had previously been riding a white horse as a target.

After such calculations, there were a full 50 Japs, which was exactly the number of one squad. In other words, they had not only captured a squad of puppet soldiers, but also wiped out a whole squad of Japs.

This seems to be a classic example of defeating more with less, but in fact Wei Ran knows that this is just a lucky accident. If it weren't for the two Tang Pozi who successfully exploded and burned a piece, even if it hadn't been for the "God of Wealth" to take action

", and used the roof of the house to beat the leader of this Japanese team to death. I am afraid that many people will be injured in this battle.

"Brother Wei! This is for you!"

Just as he was looking at the corpse of the Japs captain, Zhao Jinyu also handed over a Nine Dragons belt and a horse tile, "The ones I just found in Hegouzi belong to a squad leader of the puppet army. Look,

!So many bullets.”

"Just give me some bullets"

Wei Ran waved his hand, he knew how difficult it was for these resistance fighters, especially how precious bullets were.

"My brother asked you to hold it!" Zhao Jinyu insisted.

"Brother Wei, just take it."

Zhao Jinge also came over at this time and said, "I just picked up three Spanish drums (Astra 902) and three luzi, and I also picked up three Kowloon belts. You and Brother Hu can each have a Kowloon belt, otherwise

How can we have the nerve to ask for so many xiangzi?”

After a slight hesitation, Wei Ran took over the heavy bullet belt. It was different from the one Hu Bazhi had just ripped off from the unlucky guy on horseback. Half of the 12 bullet bags in this Kowloon belt were stuffed separately.

Two 10-round magazines, that's 120 rounds of ammunition.

Three of the remaining six bullet belts contained spare bullets for horse brand lugs, and the last three contained silver dollars and Japanese tickets, as well as cigarettes and lighters.

In this era, for those who have guns in their hands, especially box cannons, the combination of "a gun to protect the box" is popular.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In other words, wearing this Kowloon belt on the body and wearing the box gun in the wooden gun box is handsome and domineering, but it cannot cope with emergencies.

At this time, you need to keep the gun in the Kowloon belt and be able to pull it out and fire at any time to deal with emergencies.

It's just that his situation is special and he doesn't need another Luzi.

Thinking of this, he thought for a while and said, "I will accept Kowloon, and I will accept the bullets and cigarettes, but I don't want the cigarettes, lighters and the money.

I'm not used to using the paper towel, I have my own lighter, and I probably won't be able to spend the money."

As he spoke, he turned the handle of the gun upside down, held the barrel of the gun and handed the gun to Zhao Jinge.

After a slight hesitation, Zhao Jinge nodded and happily took the luzi.

Seeing this, Wei Ran then took out the spare bullets that matched the gun, and handed them to the other party along with the lighter produced by the Japanese and the money and belongings.

"We can't let Brother Wei suffer"

As Zhao Jinge spoke, he took out six Mauser pistol bullets from the Kowloon belt on his body and handed them back with a sincere expression.

After a slight hesitation, Wei Ran finally accepted the other party's kindness.

This is a necessary process to deepen the friendship and trust between the two parties before he takes out the letter and reveals his identity.

As for why he didn't rush to take out the letter, it was naturally because there were still those puppet troops that had not been dealt with.

When Wei Ran took off his dog-skin coat and put on the Kowloon Belt, Zhao Jinge also put away the paper towel and asked, "I heard from Jin Yu just now that you know how to use a Japanese grenade?"

"It works." Wei Ran nodded.

“Teach us when you have the opportunity to do so later.”

Zhao Jinge looked at the grenade Wei Ran had just placed by the wall and the two Japanese backpacks filled with grenades and said with greed.

"no problem"

Wei Ran conveniently took off the grenade tube he had just taken off his shoulder and handed it to the other party, "These two grenade tubes and all the ammunition were originally intended for you."

"All... all given to us?"

Zhao Jinge didn't expect Wei Ran to be so generous. He reacted quickly and then said quickly, "Wei is in charge of the plate, how can this..."

"I'm not a kid from Zhanshan."

Wei Ran smiled and waved his hands, put on his dog-skin coat again and said with a smile, "I don't even know how to say such dirty words."

"I don't know Brother Wei..."

"I'll tell you my origin later."

Wei Ran waved his hand, pointed at the puppet soldiers not far away who were kneeling again in a row, and the Japanese lying in a row next to them, and asked, "What is Brother Zhao going to do with these puppet soldiers?"

After asking this question, the puppet soldiers immediately looked at Zhao Jinge, smiling with fear, fearing that this man would send them to see the King of Hell with his mouth tightened.

"As Brother Wei just said, Chinese people don't fight Chinese people."

Zhao Jinge paused and said, "Why don't we let them go back? Most of these people come from poor families."

"Alright"

Wei Ran nodded happily, and then said before the faces of the puppet soldiers showed joy, "Come to me one by one."

After saying that, Wei Ran took out the pen from the metal book under the cover of his clothes, took out a stack of letter paper from a Japanese backpack, and walked towards the backyard of the Temple of Wealth.

"Can I follow?" Zhao Jinge asked curiously.

"bring it on"

Wei Ran nodded happily and asked a frightened puppet soldier to follow him in.

"What's your name?" Wei Ran asked, sitting on the remaining threshold.

"Liu Tiezhu," the puppet soldier with a clear nose on his face replied quickly.

"Where is your home? What are your parents' names? Do you have a wife and children?"

Wei Ran shook the letter in his hand and said, "Think about it after you think about it. I will ask others later. If you dare to tell half a lie, just stay and pay tribute to the God of Wealth."

Hearing this, Liu Tiezhu's face panicked, and finally he answered Wei Ran's question honestly.

"Do you all know those puppet soldiers outside?" Wei Ran continued to ask.
To be continued...