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

Early the next morning, various regiments and even other local county brigades and district teams sent people over one after another.

The commander of the new regiment, Ding Wei, came over on tall horses with more than fifty soldiers in a heroic and high-spirited manner.

"Hey, Lao Ding, you are such a busy man, why did you bring people here in person?"

Li Yunlong's face was full of smiles, but he was thinking in his heart, selecting soldiers is not a big deal, why did Ding Wei bring people here in person? Is he trying to take advantage of the opportunity to make some money?

Ding Wei got off the horse and shook hands with Li Yunlong, but his eyes were looking around everywhere.

"Old Li, your independent regiment has been quite impressive in the past two years. You have fought two brilliant battles in a row. I see you have also replaced all the equipment of the independent regiment."

"Hey, those damn Japanese soldiers are blind and are charging into the underworld. We can't stop them no matter how hard we try, so we have no choice but to kick them in. Have you made a fortune recently, Old Ding? I see you've even ridden a big horse, you look so rich!"

Since the New 1st Regiment was equipped with Mauser rifles, the combat effectiveness of the entire regiment has been raised to a higher level. In the past two years, it has become well-known in northwestern Shanxi and has fought many battles, both large and small.

The horses that Ding Wei rides were snatched from the Japanese devils. They were brought here today to open Li Yunlong's eyes. Our Ding Wei is no pushover!

"Old Li, it's thanks to you that you laid the foundation for our family, otherwise I, Ding Wei, would have been out of money. As the saying goes, one should never forget the well-digger. Pick one of these horses as a gift to your old comrade."

Li Yunlong narrowed his eyes. Ding Wei was the kind of person who only eats and doesn't poop. How could he spit out the meat in his mouth?

"Old Ding, is this a free gift? You won't ask Old Li to return the gift later, right?"

Ding Wei rolled his eyes at him, patted the sturdy foreign horse, and pried the horse's mouth open.

"Old Li, is our Old Ding that kind of person? Besides, it's such a good horse, it wouldn't be too much for you to return the gift, right?"

"Stop it. The mouth that eats is soft, and the hand that takes is short. Let's just reminisce about the past. We don't owe each other anything. Hahaha!"

"Tsk, you're acting like you have something I want to keep an eye on. Let's get down to business. You, Old Li, are really shady. You gave the brigade commander some kind of gift and asked each of our regiments to send you some men who can read, fire artillery, and drive."

"Hey, not too much, not too much, fifty brand new submachine guns. Besides, I, Old Li, don't want you for nothing, ten rifles per person."

"No wonder. I just passed by the brigade headquarters and saw that the guard platoon around the brigade commander was equipped with all automatic firearms."

Old Li was too lazy to talk to Ding Wei. After a while, the 771st and 772nd Regiments, with gloomy faces, came over with their men and took two steps forward.

"Hey, all the captains, have you all brought your people here in person? Come on, come on!"

The leader of the 772nd Regiment, Blind Cheng, had the ugliest look on his face.

If the 771st and 772nd Regiments were the bastards of the Nationalist Government, then the Independent Regiment was the illegitimate child.

Blind Cheng never expected that he would fall to the point of sending people to the independent regiment. Looking at Li Yunlong's face wrinkled with laughter, he felt sour in his heart.

Blind Cheng was a good and obedient student. If his superior told him to go east, he would never go west. If his superior told him to throw ten grenades, he would never throw nine.

It's a pity that they suffered heavy casualties in the battle of Guanjiazhai and ended up being the loser as Li Yunlong took the advantage.

"Humph, if it weren't for the commander's request, we wouldn't bother to come. These are the backbone of our various regiments."

Li Yunlong was looking at Blind Cheng and wanted to make some teasing remarks, but thinking that it was a bit too much for him to snatch someone away from him by relying on his wealth, he endured it.

"Okay, let's get started."

Wang Meng, wearing camouflage uniform, stood in front of the columns of regiments.

"Everyone, I'm Wang Meng, the captain of the Independent Regiment's special operations team. Is there anyone among us who can drive? Or operate a gun?"

Out of a team of more than 200 people, only about 20 or 30 people raised their hands.

Li Yunlong got angry as soon as he saw it.

"Damn it, please don't send me all these ugly things that can't drive a car or fire a cannon!"

Blind Cheng was also very angry.

"Li Yunlong, you have to speak with conscience. These dozens of people are all the treasures of our 772nd Regiment. They are fighting masters and sharpshooters. They are all sent to you. If you don't want them, I will take them back. Don't go to the brigade commander to complain when the time comes!"

When Li Yunlong saw Blind Cheng leading the team out of the village, he quickly stopped them with a smile.

"Oh, you see, I'm not very good at talking. It doesn't matter. You can learn it in our independent regiment!"

Li Yunlong finally calmed down the group of people who were about to explode, and Wang Meng continued to speak.

"Okay, then we will divide you according to shooting and fighting. If you pass our assessment, you will all be assigned to the special forces company of the independent regiment and use the best equipment!"

After that, he showed Zhang Xuan's equipment again, including the 95 rifle, 92 pistol, grenade and bayonet.

Those soldiers drooled at the equipment on Zhang Xuan's body. They were carrying some Hanyang-made rifles with old-style chambers. The better ones were Mauser and Type 38 rifles. Where had they ever seen an automatic rifle and a pistol?

"report!"

A soldier with pointed cheeks reported.

"speak!"

"Captain Wang, can I try out your guns?"

Wang Meng nodded to Zhang Xuan, and Zhang Xuan handed his 95 rifle to the soldier and gave him some brief instructions.

“Da…da da da.”

All the clods of earth used as targets a hundred meters away were smashed to pieces.

A genius? A shooting expert?

"Which unit?"

The soldier turned off the safety of the gun and returned it to Zhang Xuan.

"Captain, my name is Wang Xikui, a soldier from the 2rd Company, 3nd Battalion, New st Regiment."

"Okay, okay, Captain Ding, we want your soldier!"

Ding Wei was so angry that his teeth were itching. He glared at Wang Xikui. He had originally told him to keep a low profile and not show his true abilities, otherwise Li Yunlong would target him.

This is just great?

"Captain Wang, this guy is just lucky. His shooting skills are not that good. If you return him to me, I will give you a better one."

Li Yunlong could see through Ding Wei's little trick, and what he was hiding must be a treasure.

"Oh, there's no need for you, Captain Ding, to make another trip. We'll take a small loss just to get this soldier! Captain Wang, let's start the assessment!"

At Wang Meng's command, shooting and fighting tests were carried out.

In the end, only about a hundred people passed the assessment and were prepared to be incorporated into the reconnaissance company as a supplement to the special operations team.

More than fifty student soldiers were also left behind to learn how to operate artillery, drive and send telegrams.

The remaining soldiers were added to various grassroots companies.

In short, none of the soldiers brought here were released by Li Yunlong.

"Okay, all the regiment commanders, one soldier is worth ten guns. The brigade commander has distributed one thousand guns to you. Follow Political Commissar Zhao to get the rest!"

The group leaders looked at each other and spread their hands.

"Old Li, what do you mean by a thousand guns before? No!"