Liang Jian: Lao Li, I'm really not a military expert

"Captain Li, Political Commissar Zhao, stop arguing! We have won such a great victory this time, you two should be happy. How can you quarrel over such a small matter as the Japanese and the puppet army?"

Lin Zhenhua acted as a peacemaker and said with a playful smile: "We made a fortune this time when we attacked Balipu Town. Half of the equipment of the independent regiment was replaced. Even the third battalion was fully equipped with Type 38 rifles, and half of the artillery battalion was formed!"

"These 500-odd devils and puppet soldiers are nothing. I didn't expect that they would be worth a quarrel between you two. It's very simple in my opinion. Just hand them all over to me. I guarantee that they will be completely obedient. Not only will they not eat food for nothing, but they will also work hard for everyone. Maybe they will even rush to join the team!"

Lin Zhenhua spoke shamelessly, bragging directly. Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang's eyes lit up when they heard it. They looked at each other and finally got rid of the hot potato.

Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang clapped their hands and said in unison: "Leave the Japanese and puppet prisoners to classmate Lin. We trust you!"

"Monk, you will be responsible for protecting Lin for a period of time. Let Lin teach the devils and puppet soldiers a lesson, reform their thinking, and make them realize their mistakes!"

Before Lin Zhenhua could say anything, Zhao Gang and Li Yunlong left the regiment in a hurry, leaving Wei Dayong and Lin Zhenhua staring at each other. Suddenly, Lin Zhenhua screamed and sighed: "Damn it, I was cheated by these two people. I dug a hole for myself!"

Wei Dayong also reacted upon hearing this. He pointed his finger at Lin Zhenhua and said mockingly, "You are bragging too much now. You foolishly took over a problem that neither the regiment commander nor the political commissar could handle. You are really the landlord's idiot son. You are simply the number one fool in our independent regiment!"

Seeing that the monk dared to laugh at him, Lin Zhenhua immediately threatened: "Monk, I can't deal with Captain Li and Political Commissar Zhao, and I can't deal with you, a warrior. These two days, I have developed a new drug. I guarantee that after using it, your legs and feet will be weak, and your body will be weak, and you will have a headache, foot pain, and whole body pain! Now I just need a test subject, and you look quite suitable, with your tendon meat. You are so good that you are perfect as a test subject!"

Monk Wei Dayong was frightened by Lin Zhenhua's words, and hurriedly flattered him: "Student Lin, you are the smartest person in our independent regiment. Everyone knows you, the Northwest Hammer King. Even a body like me can't withstand your punch. It just so happens that we have captured more than 500 devils and puppet troops before. Student Lin can let them see how powerful the Northwest Hammer King is!"

"Good! Good! Monk, you are a man who knows the current situation. Since you are so sensible, I will let you go this time. Next, I will let you see how powerful I am, the Northwest Hammer King. There are some things that are difficult for Captain Li and Political Commissar Zhao to do, but I am not a member of your team. I have no psychological burden in dealing with my gang of devils and puppet troops. Let them see how powerful my hammer is!"

"Oh, I'm going to have to see this for myself. When I get back, I'll tell the soldiers about it and promote the power of Lin's hammer so that everyone can know how powerful the Northwest Hammer King is!"

Lin Zhenhua led the monk out of the mighty camp and came to the camp where the devils and puppet troops were imprisoned. He greeted them with a smile, "I welcome you all to the Independent Regiment! I know some of you are reluctant, but you still give me face and come. I am not an ungrateful person. I decided to cook a big meal for you to entertain you who have come from afar!"

"The last time we had a big braised pork feast, it tasted really good. The aroma of the meat could be smelled throughout the whole town. You guys were so happy that you fainted from the delicious food. This is the greatest compliment to my cooking skills!"

When Lin Zhenhua just said the first sentence, the Japanese and puppet soldiers started shouting and yelling. When he finished the second sentence, the Japanese and puppet soldiers were so scared that they were silent and trembling.

"I just heard the discussion below. It seems that everyone is looking forward to my feast. I strongly agree with the discipline of the Eighth Route Army and will never mistreat prisoners! This time, we brought back a lot of canned beef from Balipu Town. I plan to make you a meal of cabbage stewed with canned beef at noon. It will taste better than braised pork. I guarantee that you will be so engrossed in it that you won't be able to get up for three days and three nights. It's not an exaggeration to say that it will linger in your room for three days!"

Lin Zhenhua repeated it in the Japanese language, which frightened the Japanese soldiers and puppet soldiers below so much that they fell to the ground with a thud, and the puppet soldiers even begged for mercy loudly!

"Grandpa Eighth Route Army, just give me a sweet potato to eat. I am a local dog and I cannot eat fine grains!"

"Grandpa Eighth Route Army, I want to report that our boss has committed all kinds of evil and done all kinds of bad things. Please forgive me!"

"You little bastard, I won't fall for your threats. If you have the guts, just shoot me. I'm still a good man 18 years later!"

"Damn it! I was actually tricked by a kid like you who hasn't even grown all his hair yet. I admit defeat this time. If you give me a quick death, I will frown and take your last name in my next life!"

Even the determined Japanese soldiers were howling and shouting desperately.

"Mom, I want to go home. It's too dangerous here! Let me go back. I want to go home to find mom!"

"Bagazhalu! If you are a warrior, fight me!"

"Assholes! You Chinese are good at plotting and scheming. Kill us if you can!"

Listening to the shouting and cursing below, Lin Zhenhua remained calm, his smile became even brighter, and he said in a shocking tone: "Monk, what the hell are you still standing there for? Didn't you hear these bastards? How dare they scold me? Quickly pour the bag of sugar in my hand into the water to moisten their mouths. After all, I am a good person."

"I really did not retaliate when they were scolded. When I saw that they were so thirsty from scolding me, I even prepared some sugar water for them to drink. There are so few kind people like me!"

Monk Wei Dayong poured the laxative handed to him by Lin Zhenhua directly into the bucket, and immediately led several soldiers to scoop out the water with the laxative and fed it to the person who was shouting just now, and the shouting suddenly stopped.

The effect was immediate. One of the Japanese soldiers immediately covered his stomach and shouted, "Oh! My stomach hurts! It really hurts!"

Soon after, the second and third soldiers appeared with stomach pain.

"Ouch, it hurts! It hurts so much! Toilet, where is the toilet? I can't stand it anymore, my butt is about to explode with pain!"

The Japanese soldiers had ropes tied to their hands, and they began to struggle desperately, trying to escape from the ropes.

Gulu! Gulu! Gulu!

The severe pain made the Japanese and puppet soldiers feel like they were dying. They were like fish washed up on the beach, breathing desperately and banging their heads against the ground to relieve the pain, but to no avail.

The Flowery Monk Wei Dayong felt uneasy when he saw the painful expressions of the Japanese soldiers, and once again raised Lin Zhenhua's danger level to the highest level. This was the target that the Independent Regiment should not mess with the most. The flag guard squadron of the Japanese soldiers were the elite of the Japanese soldiers, and had the strongest willpower, but they were still tortured and begged for mercy again and again.

Fearing that something might happen if the Japanese and puppet soldiers continued to suffer pain like this, Wei Dayong asked tentatively: "Student Lin, will this hurt the Japanese to death? If something really happened, it would be hard to explain to the regiment commander and the political commissar. Maybe the brigade commander has also heard the news. If these hundreds of prisoners are really killed, the spit will drown you!"