Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

The people are kind, they are not as cruel as the soldiers.

Of the remaining puppet troops, only a dozen were beaten to death, and several were only seriously injured.

But there were less than twenty puppet troops in total, and the common people had already vented their anger.

Seeing the puppet soldiers lying on the ground, the common people burst into tears.

Wu Qianli bowed his head and remained silent. He knew that it was not these puppet soldiers who were crying, but those relatives who were killed by these puppet soldiers and the suffering they had suffered for so many years.

Taking out his gun, Wu Qianli casually shot and killed a trembling puppet soldier.

"The people are all out of anger, let's kill these puppet soldiers."

"Yes!"

The soldiers around responded, and then pulled the trigger again.

The gunshots fell, and there was no living creature on the ground, only corpses lying in a pool of blood.

Just as Wu Qianli put away his gun, the old man grabbed Wu Qianli's hand.

"My fellow, what are you?"

The old man looked at Wu Qianli with tears in his eyes, and said word by word: "Captain Wu, are you leaving?"

"Head Wu, we know you still have tasks to do, but if you leave like this, our village will be the same as before."

"We really don't want to live that kind of dreadful life!"

Wu Qianli smiled and held the old man's hand: "My fellow, we won't leave."

"This time we came here to open up a base area. In the future, I will leave a troop to live with you here to ensure your safety."

Just as Wu Qianli finished speaking, Sun Desheng came over and leaned against Wu Qianli's ear.

"Captain, I observed the surrounding terrain when I came here. It extends in all directions. If you really want to use this place as a base, there is no danger to defend."

"I think we can find suitable villages if we don't arrange these villagers to go elsewhere."

Wang Hai also echoed, "Commander, Commander Sun is right. If we want to defend this place, we must mobilize heavy troops."

Wu Qianli frowned, it was obviously unrealistic to mobilize heavy troops.

Wu Qianli has two base areas, Heiyun Mountain and Feihuling, both of which need to be guarded by troops.

If troops are deployed, it will inevitably affect the defense of these two places. Wouldn't this mean tearing down the east wall to make up for the west wall?

At this moment, a system voice suddenly came from Wu Qianli's mind.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the mission, wiped out the Baizhuang puppet army, and obtained a special third-class strategic gift package!"

"Ding! The third-class special strategic gift package is being opened!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting five thousand cans of beef!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining five hundred catties of super rice seeds!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining two thousand fry!"

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"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining [-] tons of fuel!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining [-] tons of cement!"

Wu Qianli was taken aback for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

With fuel, his planes and tanks can be dispatched frequently without any restrictions.

Although the tanks and planes in Wu Qianli's hands can go down the mountain and go into battle, due to fuel constraints, Wu Qianli will only be dispatched at critical moments.

For example, in Ping'an County two days ago, tanks were dispatched.

But now that there are two thousand tons of fuel, aircraft and tanks are no longer trump cards that can only be used at critical moments, but big killers that can be put into battle at any time.

And now that Wu Qianlishou has the design drawings, it will definitely be manufactured on a large scale in the future.

At that time, his requirements for fuel will definitely not be low, but at least two thousand tons can support it for a period of time.

As for cement, it is the best choice for building bunkers and fortifications.

But most of the cement is actually in the hands of the devils, the Jinsui army and the bald head.

As a result, the fortifications of many Eighth Route Army stations were made of sandbags and earthworks.

During the war, although these simple fortifications can withstand the impact of bullets, once they encounter the devil's shells, the defense they can provide will become very limited.

But now that there is cement, it is different. If cement is used to reinforce or build defensive positions, the defense level will be improved several levels in an instant.

And with cement, many problems can be solved, such as the defense of Baizhuang.

"It is definitely not possible to mobilize heavy troops, but we can think of other ways."

"We still have cement in our warehouse. If we use it to build machine gun bunkers, can we resist the enemy?"

Wu Qianli's thought instantly shocked Wang Hai and Sun Desheng.

The terrain of Baizhuang is not comparable to that of Heiyun Mountain. If a bunker is to be built, it will definitely be a big project.

In other words, once this bunker is built, it is almost a super fortress.

At that time, the bunkers will be connected one by one, and the firepower will directly cover the plain in front of Baicun.

Because there are no bunkers and obstacles, the power of the machine gun bunker can be maximized.

They could even imagine that the devils were rushing towards Baizhuang like a swarm of locusts on the plain ahead.

But in a second, the dense machine gun bunker was fully fired, and the bullets weaved into a huge iron net to cover the devil.

Then the devils fell in groups, like moths to a flame.

Such a scene is exciting just thinking about it.

"Regimental Commander, your idea is great. Build multiple machine gun bunkers outside Baizhuang. Even if there are thousands of troops, they will only be sent to death if they come."

Wang Hai couldn't help admiring, and Sun Desheng also followed suit.

Wu Qianli smiled slightly, and turned to look at the old man: "Fellow townsman, we plan to build a machine gun bunker outside Baizhuang to protect you."

"We will be stationed here this time, don't leave!"

The old man was overjoyed: "The machine gun is good, the firepower of the machine gun can hit the devils every time."

"Commander Wu, on behalf of the people of Baizhuang, I thank you. From now on, we at Baizhuang will never be afraid of harassment from devils and puppet troops."

Wu Qianli smiled and said, "This is what we should do!"

"When our troops are stationed, we will be neighbors in the future!"

"Okay, okay!" The old man's smile turned into a crescent moon, which shows how much they hope that the Eighth Route Army can enter Baizhuang.

At this moment, the old man seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly walked in front of the other people leaning on his crutches.

"Folks, listen to me."

"Comrades from the Eighth Route Army will be stationed here to protect our safety in the future."

"From now on, our Baizhuang is safe, everyone, don't be stunned, hurry up and contact your relatives, let them come back, and help the comrades of the Eighth Route Army to open up a base!"

Hearing the old man's words, all the villagers became excited.

"I'll go to my second uncle's house and call my son back."

"Wait for me, I'll go too, my grandson is also in that village!"

All of a sudden, everyone left with smiles on their faces.