Devil's Army

After He Guihua introduced all the team members, Leng Feng shouted to the game players:

"Comrades, do you want to kill the devils?"

"think"

"think"

"Definitely"

"If we don't kill these beasts, we won't be able to survive," the guerrillas said in unison.

"Most of them have grudges against the Japanese. The Japanese have been coming to raid and kill people frequently during this period. Most of them have relatives killed by the Japanese." He Guihua introduced to Leng Feng sadly.

"There are new graves in every village and white flags hanging in every house. The Japanese won't let us live, and we won't let them live either." Leng Feng shouted angrily!

"Yes, don't let the Japanese live, kill them." The guerrillas said loudly.

"But the Japanese have been training since they were little. Their marksmanship and fighting skills are quite good, and their overall military quality is very high. Without comprehensive training, it will be difficult for you to defeat them."

"Captain Leng, as long as you don't mind, we will all follow you." He Guihua said to Leng Feng. "We Northeastern men and women are not cowards, and we are not afraid of death."

"Yes, we will follow you."

"Fight the devils, fight the devils..."

"If you follow us, you have to accept our training. Our training is very hard." Leng Feng waved his hand, and the guerrillas immediately quieted down. "Are you afraid?"

"We are not afraid of death, so we are afraid of hard work."

"I don't think you can stand it." Leng Feng said, pretending to look down on others.

"Don't look down on us!" He Guihua said loudly, "What your people can do, we can do as well."

"Yes, don't look down on others." There was a commotion among the guerrillas below.

"What if you can't hold on?" Leng Feng asked disdainfully? "

"If anyone among us can't hold on, we'll be left to Captain Leng to deal with us!" He Guihua said loudly and angrily.

"Okay, is that right?" Leng Feng saw that the atmosphere was getting lively and added fuel to the fire.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes…”

This is the effect that a “good” cold front is meant to have.

"Death is very simple, it happens in the blink of an eye. But training is very hard and long-term. If you don't go through long-term and arduous military training, you will just be sending your heads off when fighting the devils. So after you join us, you should at least be mentally prepared to lose a layer of skin, not to mention losing arms and legs. Is that right?"

"Yes, yes, yes,..."

"Okay, if anyone wants to quit now, please stand up immediately. Those who quit after joining our army will be treated as deserters. No one wants to quit!"

"No, no, no..."

"Canglang 1, 2, count on." Leng Feng turned around and said to the Canglang Special Forces.

"1, 2, 1, 2..." The voices were loud and orderly, and the guerrillas praised them. "Regular troops are regular troops, even their shouting is different, they are full of spirit!"

"2, take three steps back, go!" The line flashed, and the seven team members turned around together, took three steps back, and turned back again in a flash. The line was still so neat.

"Guerrillas, also count 1212." Leng Feng then said to the game players.

"1, 2, 1, 2..." The guerrillas counted in a disorganized and chaotic manner.

"Those who reported 1 will be assigned to Team 2, and those who reported will be assigned to Team . You have one minute to get back in line."

The guerrillas rushed over. Being able to stand with these impressive special forces was something he could show off to others.

When the guerrillas came to line up, the special forces took the initiative to coordinate the queue and position to make the team more coordinated and balanced.

"Do you all remember your positions?" Leng Feng asked a minute later.

"Remember." The team members responded loudly.

"Okay, disband. Former guerrillas, take the weapons on the ground. They are yours."

"They are really all ours, why don't you want them?" the guerrillas asked happily.

"Yes, they are all yours. If you don't want them, we can take them all away."

The guerrillas rushed forward and took back all the weapons they had just put down, fearing that they would be snatched away by others if they were too late.

"He Guihua, go call all the villagers over so we can get to know each other." Leng Feng said to He Guihua.

"Okay." He Guihua turned and walked into the village.

"Big guy, take a few people to take care of the funeral affairs of the fallen comrades and civilians."

"Okay," the big guy called a few people and started working.

"Lynx Cat, Zhuzi, Shanwazi, the rest of you come here."

"Oh, okay." Shanmao, Zhuzi and Shanwazi all gathered over when they heard Leng Feng's call.