Bright Sword: Develop independently and level up ten times at the beginning

"Sun Desheng."

"I heard from some soldiers that you often beat and scolded soldiers during training."

"Is there such a thing?"

Zhao Gang looked at Sun Desheng and asked.

"what?"

Sun Desheng was stunned for a moment, then a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"Commissar, you don't know what's wrong with the brains of some of these soldiers."

"That's really stupid."

"If you don't beat him up a few times, he won't learn at all."

"I have no other choice."

Sun Desheng shook his head helplessly.

"This is not a reason for you to physically punish a soldier!"

"We are the people's army, not some warlord's army."

"Matters of principle must still be observed."

"Did you see the captain ever hit or scold you when he was training you?"

"If the captain can do it, why can't you?"

Zhao Gang’s argument is well-founded.

Sun Desheng looked conflicted, and his eyes couldn't help but look towards Lin Xu, as if looking for help.

"cough……"

"Desheng."

"No matter what, it is definitely wrong to beat or scold soldiers."

"If you know you're wrong, you must correct it!"

"If you really encounter a disobedient soldier, learn more from our political commissar and do more ideological work."

"Our political commissar is an expert in this area."

"Of course, if this ideological work really doesn't work, then the scale from now on will be determined by you."

"It's definitely not okay to hit or scold a soldier, but if you really encounter a troublemaker, it's okay to kick him in the ass."

Lin Xu said casually.

Zhao Gang wanted to say something but was pulled aside by Lin Xu.

"Old Zhao."

“If the water is clear, there will be no fish.”

"Rules are dead, people are alive."

"It's better to let the company and platoon leaders themselves conduct the training of the grassroots troops."

"Let's just grasp the general direction."

Lin Xu patted Zhao Gang on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Report to the regiment commander! Political Commissar!"

"The Chief of Staff is back!"

The monk ran over to report.

"Nai Chao?"

Lin Xu showed a look of joy on his face and hurried towards the regiment headquarters.

When we arrived at the entrance of the regiment headquarters, we saw Chang Naichao standing there with a dozen middle-aged men.

The dozen or so middle-aged men were all dressed like scholars, and at this moment they were all frowning and shouting.

"Are you kidding me? You want us to build a military factory here? Do you really think building a military factory is just a child's play?"

"An arsenal is located in the mountains? What kind of place is this..."

"What's the point of luring us here?"

“Let’s get out of here!”

“We want to go back!”

"Yes! We must send a special car to take us back!"

"Director Chen is out of his mind, actually introducing us to work in a place like this!"

"Let's go! Let's go now!"

……

The dozen or so middle-aged men kept shouting.

Obviously, they are all unhappy with the working environment here.

Chang Naichao kept smiling apologetically, but this group of military experts became even more arrogant.

"It doesn't matter how much money it is. This is not about money."

"Are you going to send us away or not? If you don't send us away now, I will report you to the government and then I will wipe out your place!"

"Eighth Route Army? Aren't they so poor that they urinate blood? What kind of treatment can they give us..."

……

"Everyone."

"Don't get excited yet."

"Our leader is here."

"Let our leader tell you..."

Chief of Staff Chang Naichao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Lin Xu coming.

"Captain."

"You are so incompetent..."

"Hey……"

"This group of military experts has been picking on Zhao Jiayu since they first arrived."

"Every one of them has a very bad temper."

"I... can't help it."

"Captain, I've already given them each a thousand yuan as resettlement allowance..."

"I told you that the conditions here are tough. We were all fine when we collected the money, but why did you turn sour once you got here?"

“These are one by one…”

Chang Naichao walked up to Lin Xu with a look of shame on his face.

The head of the group trusted him so much that he spent huge sums of money to let him recruit military experts.

Unexpectedly, he recruited such a group of people.

If all these military experts run away, all the money will be wasted.

"Old Chang. You've done very well."

"Just bring the person."

"You've already taken all the money, are you still afraid that the person will run away?"

Lin Xu smiled confidently, then walked calmly in front of the dozen or so military experts.

"I'm Lin Xu, the leader of the New 1st Regiment."

"Everyone..."

Lin Xu had just introduced himself when the mouths of this group of military experts suddenly exploded like firecrackers.

Lin Xu frowned and signaled everyone to be quiet, with a smile on his face.

But this group of military experts ignored him at all.

"Everyone, shut up!"

"Monk!"

“Give me the gun!”

bang bang bang...

Lin Xu picked up the submachine gun and fired more than ten shots into the air.

Bullets flew, and the scene suddenly became quiet.

"Can you talk properly now?"

Lin Xu held the PPS43 submachine gun in one hand with an indifferent expression.

"You...what do you want to do?"

"Are you going to kill us again?"

"We are all military experts..."

"Don't you still want us to build an arsenal for you?"

The middle-aged expert in the lead licked his lips, pushed up the frame of his glasses, and there was a hint of fear in his tone.

"What is your name?"

Lin Xu asked.

"My humble name is Qian Dajiang."

The middle-aged man said with a serious expression.

"Hello, Mr. Qian."

"Just now I heard you say that as long as I don't kill you, you will build an arsenal for me, right?"

Lin Xu waved the PPS43 submachine gun in his hand and said with a smile.

"I never said that."

"But...if we don't cooperate, are you really going to kill us?"

Qian Dajiang said gritting his teeth.

"I never said that either."

"However, there are many bandits around here."

"It's very possible that you will all be accidentally killed by bandits when you return."

"Mr. Qian."

"Are you willing to stay and build an arsenal for us?"

Lin Xu carried the PPS43 submachine gun on his shoulder with a harmless look on his face.

Qian Dajiang's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot...

When a scholar meets a soldier...

This……

Is it a negotiation?

Is it reasoning?

He was just about to point the gun at his head.

"Do we still have a choice?"

“We’d like to stay.”

"But...but you must guarantee us the minimum treatment as human beings..."

"Three meals a day...must be guaranteed..."

"Everyone... must have a bed and bedding."

Qian Dajiang said through gritted teeth.

Lin Xu's face was complicated...

Good guy...

How come you suddenly become so sensible?

Listen to what conditions are mentioned...

Do you really think this is a bandit’s den?

"That's not a problem."

"In life, I give you the best treatment."

“There is also a certain allowance every month.”

"Mr. Qian, I didn't force you."

"You all stayed here voluntarily."

Lin Xu reiterated.

"Yes……"

"We volunteer..."