This was an outcome that even Hu Yi himself had not expected. His original intention was to defeat the search team of more than 40 people, but he did not expect that it would turn into a small-scale annihilation battle. The main reasons were of course the terrain advantage and the detailed arrangement, as well as Hu Yi's superb machine gun operation skills, but there was also a lot of luck involved. The small number of devils and the large number of puppet troops were also one of the reasons. If the other side was all devils, Hu Yi might not have agreed to fight this battle. The devil's individual combat quality was several times different from that of the puppet troops.
Harvest, this word means happiness not only to farmers, but to everyone. When Hu Yi and his four companions searched through all the corpses and gathered the spoils together, they were like farmers standing by the wheat field in autumn, feeling that the sky was particularly blue, that the loess was particularly thick, and that they had long forgotten the lingering smell of blood.
Fourteen Type 38 rifles, fourteen bayonets, thirty-two Hanyang rifles, more than eight hundred Type 65 bullets, more than six hundred Type 792 bullets, twelve wooden-handled grenades, thirty Type 97 grenades, fourteen steel helmets, water bottles, satchels, belts, bullet boxes, and so on.
Ma Liang was busy selecting a satchel and stuffing grenades into it; Xiao Hongying was worried about holding a handful of bullets, thinking that so many were too heavy; Luo Fugui turned the corpse over again unwillingly, fearing that he might have missed a single dollar.
Hu Yi was not in a hurry to check the guns and ammunition. He wandered around the pile of corpses for a while and finally found a pair of Japanese-style suede military shoes that fit his feet. They were thick and wear-resistant. He put them on and tied them tightly, throwing away his worn-out cloth shoes. On the battlefield, a pair of feet is the top priority, above all else. This is the difference between the choices of veterans and new recruits. It may seem insignificant, but sometimes it can determine life and death.
When Hu Yi came back after changing his shoes, he looked at the three people who were still busy and at a loss, shook his head helplessly, walked up to Ma Liang, and lifted Ma Liang's collar to make him stand up. "Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense, stand still, I'll make arrangements for you."
Ma Liang obediently untied the heavy satchel full of grenades and stood up straight. Hu Yi took off the torn belt around Ma Liang's waist and replaced it with a Japanese military belt. There was an ammunition box with a capacity of 30 rounds on each side of the belt, and a 60-round ammunition box and a bayonet sheath on the back. He picked out a clip of 120 rounds of 65-caliber bullets from Xiao Hongying, filled Ma Liang's bullet boxes row by row, picked out a clean Type 38 long bayonet and sheathed it for Ma Liang, then put the Mauser pistol box back on his shoulder, found two empty military satchels and hung them crosswise on both sides, and then slung a water bottle over his shoulder. He picked up four wooden-handled grenades from the ground, unscrewed the caps one by one to check, and then tightened the caps and stuffed them into Ma Liang's satchel. "Four is enough. If you put too much, it will become a burden."
Hu Yi hesitated for a moment, then picked up two Japanese-style Type 97 grenades, placed them in front of Ma Liang and said, "This thing of the Japanese is lighter and faster than our grenades, but it has no other advantages. The killing range is small, there is no smoke, and the most important thing is that the timing is inaccurate. If it is too long, it is five seconds, and if it is too short, it is three seconds. Be careful when you use it, don't delay."
Seeing Hu Yi stuffing the two grenades into his bag, Ma Liang nodded vigorously: "Brother, I remember it."
Finally, Hu Yi picked out a Type 38 rifle of the latest quality and handed it to Ma Liang: "You are a runner, remember, you must learn to take care of your feet first in the future. Only with your feet can you survive. Now go find a pair of Japanese shoes that fit your feet, and then go to a high place to be on guard."
Seeing Hu Yi tidying up for him in an orderly manner, Ma Liang was filled with emotion and inexplicably excited. I, Ma Liang, was a real warrior, a fully armed warrior. I instantly felt that I was strong, mighty, and handsome, and I unconsciously saluted Hu Yi. When he was in Wuming Village, Ma Liang had saluted Hu Yi. It was an accident, but this time, although Ma Liang was excited, he was not confused. He was willing to salute Hu Yi.
As soon as Ma Liang left, Xiao Hongying called out to Hu Yi: "Fox, come quickly, what should we do? This is too heavy!"
Hu Yi turned his head and saw the little girl sitting on the ground with a frown on her face. There were several bags in front of her filled with grenades and bullets, and she was also trying to pack up a bunch of things like water bottles, belts, etc.
Every time I see this little girl, Hu Yi wants to laugh. It's really helpless. "I'm wondering, why do you, a little girl, always hold so much ammunition?"
"I can only practice shooting secretly if I have bullets!"
"Now that you are a soldier and have a gun, do you still need to steal?"
A word of advice awakened the dreamer. Yes, I am a soldier of the ninth squad, of course I can do it openly. Oh, I am used to it, and my brows can't help but relax. But in an instant, they frowned again: "That ugly big-eyed rifle only has more than 20 bullets, how can I bear to shoot it! I also want to shoot the Type 38 rifle, but the gun is too high and it is tiring for me to carry it."
Hu Yi picked up a Type 38 rifle and hung it on his shoulder: "Well, this gun is yours, I'll carry it, and you can use it whenever you want, that's all. Auntie, quickly pick up the things you can take away, and don't continue to set up the stall here, okay?"
When Hu Yi's hand patted Luo Fugui's broad shoulder, the big guy was busy hiding a silver ring he had just found in his pocket and was really scared by Hu Yi.
"I see you've been busy for a while, what have you gained?" Hu Yi asked him with a smile.
This murderous star who kills without blinking an eye, Luo Fugui felt scared when he saw Hu Yi: "Ah? Oh, hey, these **** short-lived ghosts are really poor. They haven't made much money from searching until now. The total amount is only three or four dollars, no, five or six dollars."
Looking at Luo Fugui's evasive words, if it were someone else, he would have been serious. But Hu Yi came from the Northeast Army and didn't care about these tricks on the battlefield. He had just joined the Eighth Route Army and had no idea of the battlefield requirements of the Eighth Route Army. Luo Fugui was tall and strong, but he didn't like to hold a gun. The difference in personality was incredible. Xiao Hongying nicknamed him "Mule". Hu Yi thought about it carefully and it was really appropriate. He was tall and strong, but he ate grass. He was unreliable when it came to real swords and guns. He was able to do the work of three people carrying things.
Hu Yi doesn't value money. Besides, in the current environment, even if you have money, you may not have a place to spend it. In other words, even if you have money, you may not have the life to spend it. Since this mule has such a simple hobby, it is not difficult for him.
"We are in the same boat now, and we will be brothers in the future. There is no need to hide anything. The little girl doesn't need it. I am not interested, but Ma Liang, you have to give some to him appropriately."
Luo Fugui was worried. Hu Yi's deep eyes showed that he was not someone who could be easily fooled. If this evil ghost wanted to search him, he would be doomed. Not to mention his fear of Hu Yi, he was the only one who did not contribute in this battle and just picked up the ready-made things. He never expected that Hu Yi was not a person who cared about things. Instead, he said such a realistic sentence. Luo Fugui's face turned red.
"Well, actually, I didn't say enough. There is also..."
Hu Yi waved his hand to interrupt Luo Fugui's mumbling: "Stop talking about useless things, come with me and work."
"Ah? Hey! My physique is definitely not to be underestimated, just wait and see." Luo Fugui grinned instantly, and followed Hu Yi to clean up the battlefield with a smile.