"San brother, you are experts in warfare. Of course, I don't need to be a novice to point fingers, but even I can see that the current defense is not even a piece of paper. Should we give up completely like this? No! It's absolutely not possible." Wu Fei has been caring about the face of the third leader, but his attitude of giving up made Wu Fei unbearable.

"I also want to protect Erma Mountain, but look at how many people we still have now, and the pass has been destroyed. How can we guard it? Teach me." The Sanding family looked helpless.

"Brother San, we just need to do it even though we know it is impossible. Now we can't hold on, but the battle has not yet been fought. Who can predict what will happen?" Unlike the third leader, Wu Fei showed great confidence.

"Yes, Master Third, we can't stretch our necks and wait for the Japanese to come and kill them." Brother Shan also helped.

"Okay, it's not that I don't want to fight, but I just don't bother to lay out the matter. Since Wu Fei, you have such great confidence, then all the defenses will be arranged by you and the staff will be arranged by you." The third leader wanted to be a hand-off manager, and threw the burden directly to Wu Fei. At the end, he added: "Everyone, including me and Xiao Shan, will obey your order."

Wu Fei was waiting for this sentence. From the moment he heard the snoring of the Sanding House from the moment he went to the mountain village tonight, he had the intention to take over Ermashan defense. When he arrived at the pass, he became even more determined. He promised that Uncle Guo would take care of Xiaole, and Xiaole had an unscathing feeling about Ermashan. Now, protecting Ermashan is equivalent to protecting Xiaole.

Without a moment of hesitation, no moment of delay, and even the response of the Third Head Office had been spared. Wu Fei directly asked Brother Shan: "Brother Xiaoshan, I want to know how many weapons and ammunition we have now, and how many brothers can shoot?"

"Wu Fei, you really have to take over this burden." The third leader did not expect that Wu Fei had no basic considerations, so he agreed to this burden that ordinary people could take.

"Brother San, go to bed. Leave everything to me and Brother Xiaoshan." Wu Fei still didn't respond to him, but just urged him to leave quickly, as if he was in the middle of the trouble.

"Wu Fei, there are 87 brothers on the mountain now. This is not included in us. There are two Maxim machine guns, four Czech machine guns, and the others are all rifles, most of which are formal, and there are also some 38 large covers, with a total of more than 60." Brother Shan silently calculated and responded to Wu Fei.

"Is there enough bullets?" The numbers that Brother Shan said were quite satisfying to Wu Fei. He had never commanded a war. Although Uncle Guo had taught him some knowledge of this, it was just verbally speaking and not used in actual combat. He was unsure whether he could take on this burden. On the surface, he looked very confident, but in fact he was more guilty than anyone else.

"It's less than a base, so are the grenades, and there are less than four per person." Brother Shan said a little helplessly. In the battle of Qingtengling, he not only lost the second leader Han Qi, but also lost nearly half of his brothers, but also lost a lot of weapons and ammunition. The second heavy machine gun was preserved because Uncle Guo wanted to support Dachun on the other side of the Huangtupo.

There are 50 bullets in a base, which looks quite a lot, but once the battle is really in progress, it will be consumed in less than half a day, and there are not enough grenades. The Grenade Rain, which the Japanese feared the most, cannot achieve this battle before it was fought, but in fact they had already lost half.

"However, we have a batch of guns and ammunition hidden in the cave in Xiaowangzhuang, which were all seized by the Japanese who fought against the Japanese before and sent by the Japanese named Guigu some time ago." Seeing that Wu Fei's face was not very good, Brother Shan added: "We still have two guns, which have not been used for a long time. Two boxes of shells have been carrying 16 rounds in total."

This is good news, but Wu Fei did not show great happiness. He knew that the Japanese sent guns, and even how many things they had sent, he knew that Xiaole and Xiaotong had told him about this long ago. Even if the ammunition hidden in the big and small Wangzhuang was twice as high as that in the mountains, it would not solve the fundamental problem. That is, manpower, guns and cannons, no one, which is equivalent to giving equipment to the enemy.

Wu Fei is thinking now how to guard the natural danger of the pass as before, so that the Japanese puppet army can gain the advantage of the number of people and equipment, and cannot attack it. That is the key to completely solving the problem. When he went up the mountain that day, he had already thought about this problem after passing the pass that was blown up by the Japanese. Now, he was bored when he was recovering these days, so he was always looking for a solution. He thought of one, but he needed to meet certain conditions. He was unable to hear this condition from Brother Shan.

"We only have these weapons and ammunition, no matter how many of them, we can't change it." Wu Fei's depth made Brother Shan unable to figure out the situation. He couldn't guess what Wu Fei was thinking.

"Do we have explosive packs?" Wu Fei suddenly asked a question, which was exactly what he wanted to know most now. Since the Japanese could blow up these two huge rocks at the pass, he might not be able to do it. According to his vision, it would be such a spectacular thing that could suddenly explode when the Japanese were concentrating on passing through the rock across the middle of the road.

Wu Fei had seen the power of explosive bags and also saw scenes that were comparable to explosive bags. When he took the Yangzhuang watchtower, the buckets of diesel had gained insight. Now he planned to copy the scene of the day in the pass.

After telling the question he wanted to know the answer most, Wu Fei looked at Brother Shan nervously, looking forward to hearing good news from him.

"Dynamite pack? It seems to be a little more."

"Sure or not? Give me a positive answer." Brother's ambiguous answer made Wu Fei very anxious.

"Yes!" Brother Shan immediately thought of it when he was inspired by Wu Fei. He said, "Although there are not many explosive packs on the mountain, there are still some caves behind Xiao Wangzhuang. The number seems to be not many. Without specific inspection, I don't know how many of them are."

"Great, Brother Shan, I have to work hard now. Take people to Xiaowangzhuang immediately and transport all the explosive packs and bullets back to the mountain." Wu Fei was very excited. He finally heard the answer he wanted. With the explosive packs, he was sure that even if the Japanese finally took down Erma Mountain, they would have to pay a heavy price.

"Now?" Brother Shan looked embarrassed. It was not that he was unwilling to go, but that he could not bear to wake up the brothers who had been working hard for a day.

"That's right, it's just that it's big. I'm afraid it's too late tomorrow." Wu Fei said very firmly, and he really has a bit of the style of Guo Rihai Communications in the past.
Chapter completed!