Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 211

Chapter 211: Adapt

The gun is definitely a good gun.

Browning pistols produced in the United States have a large fan base in China.

The ultrlarge caliber of 11.4 mm ensures its huge lethality, and has many advantages such as reliability, durability and easy maintenance.

Company and platoon-level officers in the Chinese army are generally equipped with shell guns, and only officers at battalion and regiment level and above are equipped with this Browning series pistol, often called a gun.

Of course, the Browning that can be worn by military commanders like Lieutenant General Guo is not an ordinary model, but the Browning 1911A1 produced after 1926. The more beautiful gun shape is only the second. It also It is also the first semi-automatic pistol equipped by the US military.

If you know that this kind of pistol will be used by American cowboys until it is completely withdrawn from active service in the 1980s, you should know the excellent performance of this gun.

In terms of price, the price of this gun in China should be around NT$80. Even if it is not as valuable as Tantai Mingyue's pen, it is not much different. More importantly, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it. This type of gun.

Theoretically speaking, Tang Dao's return gift is by no means shabby.

In other words, when a big reporter gave a pen full of literary and artistic atmosphere, Tang Dao returned a gun. Isn't that too much?

If it were a modern woman, and I would give you a pen and you would give you a gun, could it be more LSP? Maybe a Minato gangster would throw him away with a smile on his face.

Then Tang Dao saw the fierceness of women in the Republic of China.

Tantai Mingyue was quite happy to receive the special gift from the straight man.

Holding the gun, he pressed the circlip "click" quite skillfully to eject the magazine. He glanced at the full magazine of bullets, then touched it lightly with his hand, then pushed it in. With a seemingly slender hand, he pulled the bolt with a casual pull. , then held the gun with both hands in a very standard manner and aimed forward, aiming at the crosshair. In Tang Dao's slightly surprised eyes, he raised his brows quite proudly: "Your return gift is good, but you have to give me TAO! "

"What? Tao" Tang Dao was completely stunned.

Is it so fast? Were the women of the Republic of China so thorough? Or is his thinking a bit too old-fashioned? Who is the time traveler?

“Nonsense, just use the holster!” Tantai Mingyue looked at the silly goose in front of her and said angrily.

The beautiful reporter obviously didn't expect that the tough guy in front of her would think of so many messy things at that moment. If she had the ability to read minds, I'm afraid the safety on her thumb on the left side of the gun would have been pushed open.

Hanging the holster on the armed belt at the waist, and putting the Browning pistol into it with satisfaction, Tantai Mingyue smoothed the loose hair around her ears and said softly: "Didn't you just ask me how you got here? ?"

Women's thinking is so fast.

“Hmm!” Tang Dao said he was all ears.

"That day, you disappeared. The Japanese army occupied the Sihang Warehouse, and then the Sihang Warehouse was exploded and became a tomb of the Japanese army. Everyone thought that you chose to hide in the dark and die with them, but I always thought that you and Sihang Xingying will not die, so I have been waiting for you in the concession, waiting for your news, but I have been waiting for four days in a row." Tantai Mingyue lowered his head slightly and said softly.

The hair that had just been arranged fell down again to cover her fair face, but Tang Dao could still feel the tears shining slightly under her drooped eyelids, and his heart suddenly felt hot.

It feels good to be cared about and cared about.

In fact, Tang Dao and Tantai Mingyue didn't get along for long, only an hour. In this short period of time, the relationship between the two was not only normal, it could even be said to be indifferent.

Tang Dao's intuition was very keen. His intuition told him that from the first time Tantai Mingyue saw him, he felt a faint sense of disgust. Although he didn't know what he had done to make the big reporter dislike him, This does not mean that he has to go up, and at that time, he has been thinking about how to add more salt to the wounds of the Japanese army on the opposite side.

However, after Tang Dao returned, he received a pen as a gift from Tantai Mingyue when he said goodbye. Although he also didn't know why the reporter's attitude changed so quickly, it didn't stop him from having Tantai Mingyue appear in his mind.

Of course, Tang Dao would not hate Tantai Mingyue. Beautiful and excellent women are always difficult to make people feel disgusted, but more importantly, Tang Dao can smell the same flavor in her as himself! '.

Tang Dao loves his country and nation very much. From the moment he determined to enter the green military camp, he was willing to dedicate everything to this nation and country, even his life. This has never changed, no matter the time and space he is in, or now.

Tantai Mingyue, too.

Although she did not lift the gun like Tang Dao, but held a pen, Tang Dao could feel that the woman had the same feelings as him. Just like what the famous poet Ai Qing wrote in a world-famous poem that he would write a year later: Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply!

She and he are the same kind of people. If this land needs to be nourished with flesh and blood, they would rather become fertilizer.

"We are hiding. The purpose of the Four Elements War has been achieved, and there is no point in making unnecessary sacrifices." Tang Dao explained.

"Yes! Although I had a mission and had to leave, the moment I left, I still firmly believed that you were not dead." Tantai Mingyue raised her head, her eyes sparkling. "It's just that I'm still worried."

Then, he smiled extremely brightly.

"Fortunately, I didn't worry for long. At noon, I heard your name and the news about your Sixing Camp from Uncle Wu. At that moment, I was really happy, extremely happy."

"You and Commander Wu know each other?" Tang Dao was stunned.

A young lady from the south of the Yangtze River and a general of the Northeast Army cannot compete with each other!

“That's natural, otherwise you think it would be so easy for me to follow the army to Songjiang?” Tantai Mingyue couldn't help but roll her eyes at a certain steely straight man. "What, do you want me to give you a copy of my father's friends list?"

It was obviously a very tender talk, but he was led astray by other questions. If it were the woman, she would probably roll her eyes!

“Ahem, that's not necessary, you continue.” Tang Dao spread his hands.

“You want to hear it!” Tantai Mingyue failed at the most critical moment. "I don't want to talk about it now."

"Forehead!"

If it were anyone else, 99% of the time Tang Dao would reply: "If you don't want to talk, I don't want to hear it yet!"

But at this moment, no matter how straight he is, he knows that it is inappropriate!

“You do me a favor and I'll tell you.”

"good!"

after an hour.

Many communication soldiers appeared on the busy construction site in Songjiang City, carrying rolls of telephone wires on their backs, and began to lay out the lines along the trenches.

That is to lay communication lines from the frontline headquarters to the regiment headquarters selected by each regiment. Although field radios are equipped in each infantry regiment, they are not as fast as telephones.

There were not enough telephone wires in 67 military belts. Fortunately, there was a telephone and telegraph company in Songjiang City, and there was a large inventory of wires and telephones in the warehouse, which solved this problem.

Because there was a lot of surplus, not to mention that every regiment headquarters had a telephone line, even the battalion-level headquarters had the luxury of requesting that telephone lines be laid, and even all the bunker fortifications located in the city walls were installed.

That feeling, not to mention the 'cools' of the 43rd Army who instantly felt that they were very good, even the officers and soldiers of the 67th Army felt that they were rich.

But this is nothing.

The soldiers of the 67th Army Signal Battalion were also busy installing loudspeakers at various construction sites, and also sent rare items to various places.

PS: Two updates will resume as normal today. Although Fengyue will not update 10,000 words every day like some big guys, Fengyue can guarantee two updates every day. The last old book was 4.3 million words and it took two years to write. 5,000 to 6,000 words every day, never stopping. How can I put this? Just like young people rely on fierce output, but we mature middle-aged people rely on stability, and only stability is left, which makes our **** feel sad!

(End of this chapter)

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