Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

Zhaojiayu.

Independent regiment headquarters.

Zhao Gang repeatedly confirmed in the yard that the sun still rose from the east today, but why was Li Yunlong so abnormal?

In the past, Zhao Gang would repeat it over and over again until Li Yunlong could no longer bear it and then he would start practicing calligraphy.

Today was indeed an uncharacteristic situation. Not only did he not nag, he also did not use cigarettes or alcohol as conditions. Instead, Li Yunlong took the initiative to suggest practicing writing and learning to read.

It was still early in the morning, and Zhao Gang started shouting outside the door before he even got up.

"Hey, Old Li, how come you've become a completely different person since you went to Lin Qiang's place?"

Zhao Gang filled his beloved fountain pen with ink, capped it, and handed it to Li Yunlong: "Could it be that something inspired you to practice calligraphy?"

Li Yunlong took the pen, opened a book, and wrote down the contents stroke by stroke. He retorted, "Old Zhao, why are you acting like a little wife? I, Old Li, just want to learn some culture. Isn't this just to cooperate with your work?"

That being said, Zhao Gang always felt something was wrong.

Everyone in the independent regiment knew Li Yunlong's temper. Unless there was a benefit, forget it and ask him to do something on his own initiative.

Not to mention taking the initiative to do things that I used to be very reluctant to do, such as reading and writing.

In the past, being able to write fifty words a day and recognize ten words was considered high efficiency.

But now it is completely different. In the time it takes to speak, Li Yunlong has already written more than ten words, although the handwriting is still so terrible that it is impossible to recognize it without careful observation.

But compared to before, it is still a great improvement, at least the written characters are not separated.

"When a man has been away for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes!"

Zhao Gang said in shock, "Old Li, it's only been less than a day, and I didn't expect you to have made such great progress. Are you looking for a few more drinks?"

Last time, Zhao Gang discovered the wine that Lao Li had hidden secretly, and then confiscated it all. He had to give it back because the brigade commander had given the order personally.

If you want to have one more drink, you have to write five more words and know five more words.

This was what Li Yunlong said in person in front of the brigade commander. If he dared to go back on his word, Zhao Gang would have the right not to give him any alcohol.

Zhao Gang thought this time would be the same, but unexpectedly, Li Yunlong mocked him, "I say you, Old Zhao, are good in every way, except that you are too narrow-minded. Can't we, Old Li, try harder? If you ask me, you are not only narrow-minded, but also look down on others."

"Old Li, you...I..."

Zhao Gang was both angry and amused. He pointed for a long time before finally uttering, "It's me, Zhao Gang, who underestimated you and wrongly blamed you, Old Li."

Unexpectedly, Li Yunlong was still not satisfied and said, "Hey, what do you mean by that? It's as if Old Li forced you to say that."

"Go away, don't disturb me while I'm studying. If you have nothing to do, go and help me train the new recruits!"

Zhao Gang stared at Li Yunlong with wide eyes, and finally all his words turned into a long sigh.

After leaving the house, Zhao Gang looked up at the sky and said, "The sun rises from the east!"

"Could it be that Lin Qiang had drugged him with some kind of magic potion?"

Zhao Gang turned his head and looked through the window at Li Yunlong who was concentrating on writing. He thought for a long time but couldn't come up with anything. He was too lazy to think about it anymore. After training the new recruits, he would contact Lin Qiang by radio to find out the truth.

…………

Things went beyond Lin Qiang's expectations. He took down four artillery towers and two strongholds along the way towards the county town. He did not return home until he was less than ten kilometers away from the county town and the surrounding Japanese troops could soon provide reinforcements.

When they returned to the artillery tower where Liu Boyi was stationed, they found that the number of puppet troops was more than doubled.

"Good boy, this kid Liu Boyi really didn't brag!"

Ok?

Feng Deshun and the monk were confused by Lin Qiang's words.

Why does Liu Bo brag about himself?

Not only people came, but also a lot of weapons and supplies, and some even brought their families with them.

Liu Boyi was worried that this would cause Lin Qiang's dissatisfaction, so he stepped forward to explain, "Platoon Leader, there's nothing we can do about it. Once the brothers escape from the Japanese, their families in the county town or the surrounding areas will definitely be persecuted. We can't help but take their families away. Once we get to a safe place, we can let them find any village to live in."

From this incident, it can be seen that Liu Bo and his subordinates really said the same thing.

Lin Qiang waved his hand and said, "No need to explain. I would do the same if I were you. Don't worry about your livelihood. You will understand once you arrive at the base."

A team of nearly 300 people quickly retreated towards the base before the Japanese reinforcements arrived.

All the supplies in the artillery tower had been taken away long ago, not even the telephone lines were left behind, only a few explosive packs that were about to explode.

Another "boom" of explosion was heard. Looking into the distance, there was no trace of the artillery tower anymore. There was only rising smoke and spreading dust.

As the sound of the explosion faded, the puppet soldiers who stopped to watch took off their yellow skins one after another.

Just as he was about to throw it on the ground, Lin Qiang stopped him: "Brothers, keep the clothes, they may come in handy in the future."

Now everyone has joined a row of troops and are regular Eighth Route Army soldiers. Lin Qiang's words are now orders and they must obey.

Everyone put it away, but didn't put it on again. They just tied it around their waist to ensure it didn't get lost.

The Japanese in the county town reacted and began to send out teams to reinforce various strongholds.

After receiving the report from Liu Boyi, Miyazaki sent troops to pursue in the direction of Anhua County, and at the same time contacted the gendarmerie in Anhua County, requesting troops to cooperate in the encirclement and suppression.

And the death of the major general was blamed on this "main force of the Eighth Route Army".

The death of a major general was enough to make the Japanese want to encircle and wipe out the culprit at all costs. This was not only revenge, but also a way to make a contribution.

The same is true for Miyazaki. The death of the major general is a foregone conclusion. The only thing he can do now is revenge and then make amends.

It’s a pity that the real culprit has now returned to a safe place. Even if the Japanese catch up with him, they can take away a bunch of their own bodies.

The defense of Xiaowangzhuang has been completed, and what remains is the logistical support for the deployment of troops.

Liu Boyi and others were also temporarily arranged in Xiaowangzhuang, and the team was commanded by him. In other words, he went from being a platoon leader of a puppet army of dozens of people to becoming the captain of a team of more than 300 people after joining a platoon.

The clothing factory's production speed is now very fast. There are more than 3,000 sets of military uniforms in stock alone, and the bedding and cotton clothes are more than enough to meet the current needs of the troops.

Soon Liu Bo and his companions received brand new military uniforms. After putting them on, they seemed like different people, full of energy and spirit.

This made the old soldiers of Xiaowangzhuang very jealous. They used to wear brand new uniforms, but after several battles, the new uniforms became old.

The veteran wanted to be more active and get everyone to sharpen it into a sharp blade as quickly as possible, so someone came up to the new recruit who was changing clothes and said, "Hey, do you know what kind of gun this is? Have you never seen it before?"

"This is a Garand semi-automatic rifle. It can fire eight rounds in a row. It's far superior to the Japanese Type 38 rifle in every way. How about it? Do you want to try it?"

"How about we change clothes and I'll lend you this gun?"

The recruit rolled his eyes at him and said, "Brother, I'm a machine gunner!"

"Uh……"

The Garand is good, but it pales in comparison to a light machine gun.

On the battlefield, the machine gunner's fire suppression is crucial, so he is often the enemy's primary target in battle.

"Hahahaha, Lao He, your plan has failed!"

Everyone laughed together, and with just this little incident, both sides quickly became familiar with each other.

As soon as he returned to the base, the radio operator came to Lin Qiang with a telegram: "Report to the platoon leader, the political commissar of the regiment headquarters sent a telegram."

"read."

Lin Qiang was currently packing up the spoils he had brought back, so he had to ask the radio soldier to dictate.

"The political commissar said: Lin Qiang, what kind of magic potion did you give Old Li? How come after going to your place, he came back like a different person..."

The content roughly describes Li Yunlong's current situation, which is very different from before.

Lin Qiang was not sure about this either, so he could only respond: "Just tell the political commissar, maybe the regimental commander wants to equip himself with knowledge!"

"Pfft!"

The radio soldiers couldn't help but laugh.

"Laugh your ass off!"