Bright Sword: Follow Kong's fun and build the strongest military industry

They couldn't help much during this period, especially in the past few days, Gu Beize and others saw in the newspapers and heard from the people that the Eighth Route Army had won many great victories, annihilated many enemy battalions, and even defeated several enemy regiments.

They were all college students who had been in the turbulent times for several years and were very familiar with the Japanese organization. An enemy regiment was a very powerful force that could easily defeat a division of the Central Army. It seemed that the Eighth Route Army was still very powerful, at least when it came to fighting the Japanese.

So, under the leadership of Professor Qian, they went to see Political Commissar Wang together, wanting to do something within their ability, even if it was just doing odd jobs, to make a contribution to the fight against the Japanese.

However, Political Commissar Wang smiled and asked them to take good care of their health. After all, they had been displaced from place to place over the years and had many physical injuries. If they did not take good care of themselves, it would be easy for them to develop underlying diseases.

Gu Beize originally thought that this kind of ordinary life would continue for some time, until today at noon, when Political Commissar Wang talked to them and wanted to transfer them to the rear arsenal, and came specifically to ask for their opinions.

Everyone agreed without thinking, and they were all a little delighted that they could use their strengths in the Arsenal.

After all, they are college students, very valuable high-level intellectuals in China, and each of them consumes a large amount of resources. If they are asked to do things like fetching water and chopping wood, although they can do it, their value will be too low and any ordinary person can do it.

People like them should research explosives and make guns and cannons for the troops, so that they can cause the greatest damage to all invaders. This is their greatest value.

When the group of seven arrived at the departure point, they saw from afar a man with a fierce face, who looked not to be trifled with, waiting on the side.

They were all weak scholars, and were immediately shocked by this fierce spirit. Everyone couldn't help but admire in their hearts: "What a majestic and brave general, what a brave general who fights for the country."

At this moment, the country is in danger, and we need such a brave general to lead the bravest soldiers to charge into battle and let all invaders see how powerful our army is.

When Li Yunlong saw someone coming, he ran up and asked with a smile:

"You must be Professor Qian, right? I am Li Yunlong, the head of the independent regiment. I am here to escort you and your classmates to the arsenal. Please get in the car with me."

After saying this, he shook Professor Qian's hand tightly, and then received the same treatment as the other students.

Li Yunlong had never been to school since he was a child, and he had great respect for intellectuals. He learned how to get closer to intellectuals from the Political Commissar Zhao of the Independent Regiment.

After all, only intellectuals understand intellectuals best, and catering to their interests is the best way to build closer relationships.

Of course, the prerequisite is that you have to have real ability. When Zhao Gang first came to the Independent Regiment, Li Yunlong did a lot of things to trip him up and tried to squeeze him out.

As expected, when a general who had fought in many battles smiled and shook hands with people, everyone present was flattered because they had never enjoyed such treatment before.

Professor Qian was fine, mainly because at his age he had seen many storms and was able to keep his composure. The six young people were a little flattered, and even got so excited that their faces turned red.

"Captain Li, thank you for your help. Don't worry, we will obey your orders along the way and will not cause any trouble to the troops."

"Professor Qian, it's too formal for you to say that. We are all a family from now on. Please rest assured that you and your classmates will be safe with me here."

After saying that, he arranged Professor Qian and two female classmates in the sidecar of the military tricycle. The other two sidecars were guarded by two soldiers setting up Czech light machine guns, and the four male classmates sat directly on the back seat of the motorcycle.

With a cavalry squad as the vanguard, five military tricycles in the middle, and two cavalry squads as the rear guard, no one could stop them in this formation unless they encountered Yamamoto Ikki's special forces.

It was also the first time that Gu Beize had seen such a large scene. The cavalry troops basically carried submachine guns, and some of the motorcycle drivers carried rifles, some carried Mauser pistols. In particular, next to where he sat was a famous Czech light machine gun, which instantly made the entire team murderous.

This was exactly the scene he had dreamed of, and it was also the scene that all boys wanted to see the most. Just one look at it made his blood boil.

Sitting on his buttocks was a military tricycle. He had only seen Japanese soldiers sitting on it on the streets before. He never thought that he would have this day to feel the cold touch of industry.

It was not just him, the other three male students as well, and even Professor Qian was enjoying heavy protection for the first time. Only two female students did not behave abnormally, presumably because they were not interested in this kind of fighting and killing.

The driver of Gu Beize's tricycle saw him staring at the revolver on his back, and suddenly came up with a good idea.

He took off the revolver from his back, handed it to Gu Beize, and explained forcefully:

"Hey, little brother, please help me carry it. It's not convenient for me to drive. Please return it to me after we arrive at the base."

Upon hearing this, Gu Beize was overjoyed and hurriedly took the Mauser pistol. Under the guidance of the soldiers of the independent regiment, he opened the box of the pistol and satisfied his desire to use the gun.

In these troubled times, nothing can attract a passionate young man more than a Mauser pistol. This is pure man's romance.

Seeing this, the other drivers followed suit, mainly because Li Yunlong had instructed them in advance that these people were the treasures of the independent regiment and that their requirements should be met as much as possible.

After everything was almost ready, Li Yunlong led the team out. The military district headquarters was still a long distance away from Zhao Jiayu and would not arrive until tomorrow morning.

Long-distance marches are very tiring, especially for Professor Qian who is a bit old. Sitting in the truck for a long time makes him feel uncomfortable all over.

This was because Li Yunlong deliberately slowed down the convoy and took several breaks along the way, otherwise everyone would have been even more unbearable.

By seven o'clock in the evening, it was already dark. It was too dangerous to march at night, so Li Yunlong ordered to camp on the spot.

In order to take care of Professor Qian and the young college students, Li Yunlong specially borrowed three military tents from the military region and set them up in the wild for them to rest.

"Professor Qian, one of these three tents will be occupied by the two female students, and the remaining two will be for you. You have worked hard on this journey. After eating something, you should have a good rest. We will probably reach the base tomorrow morning."

"By the way, our soldiers will take turns standing guard, so you can rest assured about your safety."

Seeing the military-style field tents in front of him, Professor Qian said quickly:

"Captain Li, you don't have to be so polite. It's just that the soldiers are sleeping in this wilderness, but they gave their tents to us. Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"In fact, we are not that delicate. When we were wandering in the frontier from the northeast, we often slept in the open air. We have been to ruined temples, forests and wastelands. It's really a sad story to talk about it."