Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Li Yunlong slowly moved to Monk Wei and looked him up and down.

"Monk Wei, you killed four devils with your bare hands?"

Monk Wei ignored him and continued to struggle with the millstone.

"Scholars love to brag. I don't believe what Political Commissar Zhao said!"

Monk Wei finally let go of the stone mill and rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was going to beat Li Yunlong up.

"Political Commissar Zhao is my benefactor, you can't say that about him!"

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be such a grateful person. How about this, I'll call someone to fight you. If you win, I'll believe you!"

"Okay, then you shout!"

Li Yunlong took Wei Dayong directly to the training ground at the entrance of the village, where Wang Meng, Zhang Xuan and Lin Shubing were training the independent regiment.

Wei Dayong looked at the independent regiment in training. They were all equipped with Mauser rifles and Czech-style rifles. Even the grenades hanging on their waists were large German tumors. Was this still the "Tubalu" he had in mind?

Not only Wei Dayong, but even Zhao Gang who came with him was shocked by the equipment of the independent regiment. He had just arrived at the 386th Brigade and didn't know Li Yunlong's ability to make a fortune.

Not only are they well-equipped, but they also shoot at targets in rows without leaving anyone behind.

The bullets of the Eighth Route Army were more precious than gold. Even in the Anti-Japanese Military and Political University, there were not boxes of bullets to be produced at will.

"How about it, Monk Wei, how is my equipment? It's not worse than the Central Army, right?"

Li Yunlong probably felt that it was not shocking enough, so he directly called a special forces member who was engaged in armed off-road.

The colorful equipment made Wei Heshang and Zhao Gang dumbfounded. Two guns per person? And they were not the models he could name.

"Monk Wei, do you want it?"

"miss you!"

"Okay, fight with Vice Captain Zhao. If you are not knocked down within ten moves, you can stay!"

Zhao Xuan became interested as he looked at the monk Wei in front of him. He shook hands with him and started to get ready, like a little fan.

The two men fought each other continuously. Although Monk Wei had been in the Youth Temple for ten years, Zhao Xuan was no pushover either. He had learned real skills that could kill with every move, which were even better than Yamamoto's special forces.

Ten moves, hard to tell.

The two men were panting heavily, becoming more and more excited as the fight went on. After another ten rounds, they still couldn't determine the winner.

"Alright, alright, that's it for today! Monk Wei, you can follow me, Li Yunlong!"

Monk Wei was already impressed by Zhang Xuan's equipment and punches and kicks, and when he heard that it was Li Yunlong, his eyes widened like a cow.

"Are you Captain Li Yunlong?"

"It's fake, guaranteed. I'm Li Yunlong. Why, have you heard of it?"

"I've heard of your name in the prisoner-of-war camp. If you dare to fight with the Sakata Regiment with bayonets, I'll fight you!"

Li Yunlong's vanity was satisfied like never before. He didn't expect that his name was not only well-known within the Eighth Route Army, but also well-known in the National Army?

"Hahaha, Deputy Captain Zhao, how about this person I picked for you?"

"Okay! But you need to talk to the instructor first. Only if you pass the test can you join the special forces!"

Lin Shubing pushed his glasses and led Monk Wei over to have a conversation.

Li Yunlong took advantage of the opportunity to introduce Wang Meng to Zhao Gang.

"Political Commissar Zhao, this is the special operations team of the independent regiment organized by our patriotic overseas Chinese. Currently, including the captain Wang Meng, the deputy captain Zhang Xuan and the instructor Lin Shubing, there are a total of 111 soldiers."

Zhao Gang stretched out his hand and shook hands with Wang Meng.

"Welcome back to fight the devils!"

Li Yunlong interrupted Wang Meng before he could even start speaking.

"Wang Meng, this is Political Commissar Zhao Gang, a top student who graduated from the Anti-Japanese University. He is in charge of the political and ideological work of our independent regiment. If you have any difficulties in life in the future, please report them to Political Commissar Zhao."

The implication was obvious: Zhao Gang was a political cadre, so if you had any problems in life, you could go to him. If you had any military problems, you had to go to me, Li Yunlong.

Wang Meng sneered at this pair of enemies.

Li Yunlong then shared their intelligence about Yamamoto's special forces with Wang Meng, and then discussed countermeasures.

Wang Meng also wanted to find an opportunity to eliminate Yamamoto's special forces to avoid any further trouble. After all, there couldn't be another special forces hiding in the land of northwest Shanxi. Although this enemy's force was still relatively immature, it was enough to deal with ordinary Eighth Route Army troops.

After a brief discussion, Lin Shubing had a basic understanding of Monk Wei.

Lin Shubing is also a fan of "Drawing Sword" and is fully aware of the kind of person Wei Heshang is in the TV series. However, their arrival in this world will inevitably have some impact on subsequent developments.

Therefore, he must fulfill his responsibilities as an instructor and make careful identifications, and not let empiricism harm everyone.

Monk Wei looked at the special forces members wearing desert camouflage. Their tactical movements were standard. They seemed to be just like the special forces in the prisoner-of-war camp, all of them were elite and full of murderous intent.

"Captain, Political Commissar, why do I feel that the brothers in the special forces are very similar to the devils in the prisoner-of-war camp? It seems that they have all undergone special training."

After listening to the lecture, Lin Shubing gave a class on the spot.

"Hahaha, monk, the devils in the prisoner-of-war camp are called special forces. They select the best soldiers, give them special training, equip them with the most advanced equipment, and then carry out special missions."

Wang Meng continued with Lin Shubing’s words.

"Special missions include sabotage behind enemy lines, assassination of high-ranking enemy generals, and rescue. In short, the most dangerous and difficult missions are assigned to the special forces!"

Zhao Gang noticed something. No wonder he felt that the special forces were weird. Are they also a special forces unit?

"Captain Wang, then you guys..."

There was no need for Wang Meng to hide anything.

"Political Commissar Zhao, we are also a special forces unit. We can't say we can defeat a thousand enemies with one, but when we fight ordinary devils, our casualties ratio will be ten to one."

My goodness, the Japs' combat effectiveness is notoriously high. The casualty ratio between the Chinese army and the Japs is as high as five to one or even eight to one.

What does a ratio of one to ten mean? Even Li Yunlong didn't dare to think about it, and judging from Wang Meng's words, he still made a conservative estimate.

After all, there is no network support, and some of the special forces' equipment cannot be used, so Wang Meng can only make a conservative estimate.

But relying on throat-vibrator intercoms, night vision equipment, firearms and training, they are confident that they can defeat Yamamoto's special forces.

"Captain Li, Political Commissar Zhao, I suggest that we get rid of this group of elite Japanese troops as soon as possible, so that they don't really destroy the headquarters!"

Li Yunlong frowned. He had indeed been worried about this issue.

Last time, it was the Independent Regiment that helped the headquarters and served as a "scapegoat". Otherwise, if they had really gotten to the headquarters, the Japanese might have succeeded.

"Okay, complete the formation of the three battalions as soon as possible. Once they are almost done training, we can start a battle! The special forces team will lead the attack, and the other three battalions will provide support!"

Wang Meng, Zhang Xuan, and Lin Shubing stood at attention and said, "Yes!"

However, in Li Yunlong's mind, there is another important thing, which is the big gift given by Ding Wei!