Rebirth of the National Marshal

"Mao Yuanshan, come here." Director Ma looked like a servant. He felt that if the matter could be suppressed by sacrificing Mao Yuanshan, it would be very worthwhile. But could such a good thing happen now?

"Assholes, get out of here! Take this security team away." Sato obviously didn't take the chief of the Beijing police seriously. He pushed him away and the soldiers behind him were about to surround the security team.

"Put your guns down, put your guns down. They are looking for the Second Security Team. What does it have to do with you? Put your guns down." When the people led by Director Ma saw that the Japanese were so arrogant, they pushed Director Ma to the ground and naturally raised their guns to point at the Japanese. Who knew that Director Ma actually stood up and said a few words, which made these guys confused and angry. Director Ma, what are you doing? What the hell is going on?

"Brothers, those who are willing to follow me, Mao Yuanshan, to fight the Japanese, come in. I, Mao Yuanshan, will not force those who are not willing. I'm making this clear today, the position of director must be mine within a month." Mao Yuanshan's words did not give any face to Director Ma at all. These people in the patrol team were capable, and they were not willing to be police officers for the Japanese.

"Mao Yuanshan, you..." Director Ma wanted to say something, but he found that the wall of the security team inside was already covered with gun muzzles. If anyone who had a grudge against him was snatched away at this time, he would be dead here.

Most of the people from the patrol team outside rushed in when Mao Yuanshan was finally closing the door, and the remaining ones, who were not very good at all, followed Director Mao and apparently ran to the city government.

"Prepare for the attack and kill all these Chinese." Sato immediately ordered his three team leaders to start preparing.

"Brothers, the Japs are the same as us, and their weapons are not as good as yours. You just need to remember to fight calmly and steadily, greet them with grenades when you get close, and there is plenty of ammunition. They are no match for us. Those who are holding machine guns, pay attention, suppress them as much as you can. You are all holding original Czech light machine guns, and it is absolutely impossible for their Type 99 light machine guns to shoot back at yours. Don't save bullets, I have plenty of bullets. You will be rewarded with one dollar for killing a Japs, and you can go home and marry a wife if you kill twenty Japs. Have you seen the big pot in the kitchen? It's full of authentic American canned food. After the fighting is over today, let's eat meat." Mao Yuanshan said loudly while inspecting.

Killing one will earn you one dollar. Wow, where can you find such a good thing? I can even eat meat. It has been a long time since I last had meat.

These American canned goods are absolutely real. They were all exchanged by Mao Yuanshan. These cans are really good quality and cheap. One weighs one and a half pounds, and thirty of them cost only ten dollars. If they are sold, the profit will be three times. Of course, this is much less than the arms.

Before Mao Yuanshan finished speaking, the Type 99 rifles outside started speaking. Hearing the sparse gunfire, Zhang Dashan on the wall sneered and picked up a Czech-type machine gun to suppress the enemy. Among light machine guns, the Czech-type can be said to be very good. There is basically not much difference in light weapons between China and Japan. The difference is in heavy weapons. There are no heavy weapons here now, because people knew there would be a war here today, and it is estimated that the people around have all fled, so they will be compensated afterwards.

"Grenade throwing team, throw! Give the Japanese a twelve-shot grenades." Mao Yuanshan was directing more than twenty guys from the grenade throwing team to throw grenades. The grenades were immediately blown up outside and the dozen or so Japanese who rushed up first lost their way. They left behind several corpses and retreated.

"What?" Sato was a little surprised to see the fighting power in front of him. The grenades were thrown out continuously. How many grenades were there? The light and heavy machine guns on the wall and the roof basically never stopped. The firepower was much stronger than that of the Imperial Army. Moreover, the fighting power of these people seemed to be much stronger. They were not those opium smokers.

"Captain, the enemy's firepower is too strong. We can't break in, and we have lost more than a dozen soldiers." The first round of attack ended quickly. More than a dozen people died in just over ten minutes. The casualties on the enemy side must have been very small.

Mao Yuanshan walked around and had to say that the combat effectiveness of the Japanese devils was definitely different from that in the anti-Japanese drama. Even though their firepower was so strong, they still lost five or six people. The Japanese devils' marksmanship was really amazing. The soldiers here basically fought with pistols. They had nothing else to do. This one could fire continuously, which was possible because of the short distance. They occupied a favorable terrain and had such strong firepower, but they still lost five or six people. If this was a fight in the wild, we would be in trouble.