Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

In the next few days, in addition to helping the team with daily training.

During this period of time, Monk Wei was completely convinced of Lin Qiang. Except for the martial arts, the two had never competed with each other. In other aspects, the monk was superior.

At this time, he no longer had the idea of looking for his original unit. He followed his heart and said he would follow Lin Qiang, so he followed Lin Qiang diligently.

That day, Lin Qiang finished his morning training and looked at the monk following behind him. He said helplessly, "Monk, don't follow me all day. When you have nothing to do, train with the brothers."

The monk said disapprovingly, "I'm not bragging. When I was in the Central Army, I was the best in every training. This kind of training is completely useless to me. Platoon leader, don't forget, it was you who asked me to follow you, and I'm still following you now."

The monk's tone, coupled with his expression when he spoke, now made Lin Qiang understand what was going on. "I say, don't be ungrateful, kid. I didn't let you go out on the mission because it was for your own good. It's only been a short time, and you haven't recovered yet."

In fact, Lin Qiang had selfish motives in not letting the monk go out on the mission. The monk's character was too aloof, and the arrogance that came with practicing martial arts would become his death warrant.

The purpose of keeping the monk in the base was actually to dampen his arrogance so that he would not lose his life due to carelessness in the future.

However, the monk didn't know Lin Qiang's plan and thought that he was not taken seriously, so he came up with this idea to attract Lin Qiang's attention.

"Monk, it's not a good idea for you to keep following me like this."

Lin Qiang thought for a moment and said, "You came from Shaolin Temple and are very good at martial arts. You must have practiced grappling and fighting in the Central Army. How about this, since you have nothing to do anyway, why don't you serve as an instructor for the new recruits and teach them some martial arts."

Hearing that there was something to do, the monk immediately laughed and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I'll go train them right away."

"Hey, wait!"

Lin Qiang stopped the monk who was about to leave and whispered, "Don't train the brothers according to your requirements, just teach them some simple grappling techniques."

The monk was puzzled and asked, "Why? Platoon Leader, I have learned a lot of skills and I can teach them to my brothers."

"No reason, just do as I say."

Seeing that the monk wanted to say something, Lin Qiang deliberately put on a stern face and said coldly: "Follow the order!"

"Yes!"

The monk turned and left in confusion. He didn't understand why the platoon leader didn't let him teach the kung fu he learned in Shaolin Temple, but he still kept Lin Qiang's words in mind.

The reason why Lin Qiang made such a request was that he was worried that the monk's training work would not be carried out well and might even cause conflicts between him and the soldiers.

The monk joined halfway through and was a martial artist with a strong personality and a bad temper. If a soldier's movements did not meet the standards during training, he would inevitably be scolded by the monk.

This can easily lead to conflicts, making it increasingly difficult for the monks and warriors to get along.

When Lin Qiang came to the training ground again, he saw the monk correcting the soldiers' non-standard movements with a stern face. At a glance, there was no expression of dissatisfaction on the faces of the other soldiers.

It seems that the monk's kung fu skills made the soldiers admire him from the bottom of their hearts.

Lin Qiang was very satisfied with this. At least he didn't have to worry about the soldiers still having grudges against the monks.

In the afternoon, the sentry on duty found Lin Qiang and said with joy, "Report to the platoon leader, Brother Huzi and the others are back, and they brought a lot of people with them!"

"Quick, take me to see it!"

When Lin Qiang came out of the house, he found that the originally spacious training ground had suddenly become crowded, and Hu Zi and Qiang Zi were looking at him with smiles on their faces.

"Platoon leader, mission accomplished successfully!"

Qiangzi's voice was particularly loud when he said this, just like a general returning to the capital after a victorious battle.

Seeing the sudden appearance of more people, Lin Qiang was so happy: "Zhu Zi, Zhu Zi!"

Hearing Lin Qiang's call, Zhao Dezhu came out of the training team, trotted over to Lin Qiang, saluted, and said, "Platoon Leader, what's the mission?"

"I leave these people to you."

Lin Qiang ordered: "Take them to eat first, settle them down, and start training tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

in the room.

Lin Qiang couldn't help but smile and asked, "How many people did you bring back this time?"

Qiangzi was the first to speak: "Not many, only thirty-four."

"What about you?"

Hu Zi held up three fingers and said with a smile, "Exactly thirty people."

Even though Lin Qiang had a rough guess in his mind, he was still shocked by this number.

The two of them had only been out for a few days, but they brought back a team of sixty-four people!

Lin Qiang was so happy that he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Tell me, how did you recruit so many people in such a short time?"

Logically speaking, all those who were willing to join the Eighth Route Army in the surrounding area had been accepted. The rest either wanted to provide for their parents at home in their old age, or turned to bandits in the mountains and engage in robbery.

Lin Qiang originally thought that it would be good if he could recruit ten or twenty people this time, but he didn't expect that the number was far beyond his expectations, which made him very curious.

Hu Zi had just finished drinking his water and placed his earthen bowl on the table. He said, "Platoon Leader, the Japanese's actions this time have caused heavy casualties among the people in the surrounding villages. I only visited three villages, and as soon as the news of the Eighth Route Army recruiting spread, more than twenty people volunteered in just one day. I confiscated all the elderly and children, otherwise I would have brought back even more people."

After the words fell, Qiangzi also echoed: "My situation is similar. It didn't take me too much time to recruit these people."

After listening to the two people's stories, Lin Qiang felt uncomfortable.

Those beasts wanted to use the campaign of clearing the countryside to suppress the people's resistance and consolidate their absolute rule in northwestern Shanxi, but they didn't expect that it would backfire and instead arouse the people's resistance.

The room became quiet, so quiet that the breathing of the three people could be clearly heard.

After a long time, Lin Qiang found the map, and Hu Zi cleared the things on the table.

Spreading the map on the table, Lin Qiang asked the two, "Are there any suitable targets along the way?"

Hu Zi pointed to a spot on the map and said, "This is Xiaowangzhuang. The Japanese plan to establish a stronghold here. They've captured many civilians from the surrounding area to work as laborers. The stronghold isn't complete yet, and the defenses are very loose. There's only one platoon of puppet troops and a dozen or so Japanese soldiers. Most of the time, those Japanese soldiers rest in the tents in the southeast corner."

Lin Qiang looked at the distance between the two places. It was less than 20 kilometers. Xiaowangzhuang was also quite far from the county seat. He knew that there wouldn't be a large number of Japanese reinforcements in the short term. He immediately came up with a plan in his mind: "We now have more than a hundred troops who can directly participate in the battle. With the firepower configuration, we can definitely eat up the Japanese reinforcements from other strongholds before they arrive. We can also use these beasts as training."

"Great!"

Qiangzi said happily, "Platoon leader, can we bring pheasant neck this time?"

Snapped!

"Huzi, why did you hit me?"

Hu Zi laughed and said, "You're stupid! There are only a dozen or so beasts. Do you really need to wear pheasant necks? What's the difference between this and using a cannon to kill a mosquito?"

Touching the back of his aching head, Qiangzi muttered, "You can't hit me on the head, what if you hit me and make me stupid?"

"You're not smart anyway."

"roll!"

Lin Qiang coughed, and the two of them immediately quieted down: "Platoon Leader, when do we set out?"

"Just these two days."

Lin Qiang looked at the two men and said, "You've fought many battles with me, big and small. This time, the action plan will be formulated by the two of you. Tomorrow night, each of you will give me a battle plan. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Qiangzi frowned, scratched his head and said, "Platoon Leader, if you ask me to charge and kill the enemy, that's fine, but if you ask me to come up with a plan, isn't that putting it in a difficult position for me?"

Lin Qiang glanced at him and said unhappily, "Sooner or later, the team will grow so big that I won't be able to manage it alone. By then, the team under you will also grow. From now on, I will only give you a task, and you will need to make your own plans to complete it. When that time comes, what will you do?"