Bright Sword: Conquer the monk at the beginning and take down Zhou Weiguo

After loading all the spoils onto the horses' backs, they headed towards the headquarters of the independent regiment.

While on the road, Monk Wei would occasionally glance at Qin Cang who was walking in front of him.

Looking at him like this, I'm afraid he has a lot of questions in his mind.

"Political Commissar Zhao, I'm a rough man, but I have a sharp eye. Just now, when Qin Cang mentioned that Western school, I saw your eyes light up. What kind of school is this?"

Hearing this, Zhao Gang smiled helplessly and said softly, "It's West Point Military Academy. It's recognized as one of the four major military academies in the world. I don't know how many elite soldiers and generals it has trained!"

"Those who can enter West Point Military Academy are not ordinary people!"

After he finished speaking, Monk Wei nodded in confusion, waved his hand, and spoke in a muffled voice.

"Political Commissar, I don't care about the North and South Schools. I don't know what you are talking about."

"All I know is that Qin Cang is absolutely an expert at killing the Japanese devils!"

Hearing this, Zhao Gang and Qin Cang looked at each other and could see the helplessness in each other's eyes.

It seems that no matter what era, illiterate people always have an inexplicable confidence!

At this moment, Monk Wei seemed to have suddenly thought of something and asked nervously.

"By the way, Political Commissar, Captain Li wouldn't disagree with Qin Cang and I joining the Independent Regiment, right?"

Being able to become a soldier under Li Yunlong is definitely what Monk Wei has always dreamed of.

But can Zhao Gang have a say in front of Li Yunlong? Don't let your warm welcome end up in vain, that would be embarrassing.

"Dayong, don't worry, Captain Li will definitely not refuse!"

After a moment of contemplation, Zhao Gang continued, "As far as I know, the Independent Regiment suffered a heavy loss at the hands of the Japanese not long ago, and now is the time to replenish our forces."

"Given the strength of the two of you, it would be abnormal for Li Yunlong to refuse!"

On the other hand, Qin Cang couldn't help but smile as he listened to the conversation between Zhao Gang and Wei Dayong.

Based on Qin Cang's understanding of Li Yunlong's money-grubbing nature, even if he and Monk Wei had no skills, as long as he threw the fifteen sets of equipment seized from the Japanese in front of Li Yunlong, Li Yunlong would definitely rush to invite them to join the independent regiment!

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As they hurried on their way, they chatted idly and finally arrived at the Independent Regiment before dark.

The entire independent regiment was built entirely of several residential courtyards.

After identifying themselves to the soldiers standing guard at the door, the few of them entered the regiment headquarters very smoothly.

After stepping through the door, the first thing Qin Cang felt was a depressing atmosphere.

All the soldiers had bitter expressions on their faces, as if they had not yet recovered from the previous defeat.

But thinking back, it is natural for the soldiers of the independent regiment to feel this way.

After all, under Kong Jie's leadership, the battle not only failed to inflict any serious damage on the Japanese, but they were even ambushed, resulting in a large number of casualties. This kind of loss was definitely something the independent regiment had never suffered before!

It was precisely because of this that the higher-ups became furious and deliberately transferred Li Yunlong from the garment factory to the independent regiment as its commander.

After all, perhaps only Li Yunlong can adjust the status of the independent regiment soldiers.

Just as Qin Cang's thoughts were in turmoil, several people quickly stopped at the door of a room.

"Qin Cang, Dayong, you two wait here for a while. I'm going to report to Captain Li first."

After giving instructions to the two of them, Zhao Gang straightened his clothes and strode into the room.

As the door curtain was lifted, a ray of light illuminated the dim room, and Zhao Gang saw Li Yunlong's face for the first time.

This is a middle-aged man who looks a bit dark, with a resolute face. His clothes look like they haven't been washed for some time. He is sitting cross-legged on the earthen kang, squinting his eyes and savoring the flavor of the sweet potato stew in small sips.

This person is Li Yunlong!

Seeing someone coming in, Li Yunlong raised his eyes and glanced towards the door. After seeing Zhao Gang's appearance clearly, Li Yunlong immediately retracted his gaze as if he didn't see him.

Although he didn't say anything on the surface, Li Yunlong was already cursing in his heart.

"Damn it! Is there no one else up there to send?"

"They're all fucking gigolos. My independent regiment is here to fight the Japanese, not to keep fucking gigolos!"

On the other hand, Zhao Gang saw that Li Yunlong had no reaction, so he just smiled slightly and then spoke loudly.

"Hello, Commander Li. I'm Zhao Gang, the new political commissar of our regiment. Please take good care of me from now on!"

After he finished speaking, Li Yunlong still did not respond.

Seeing this, Zhao Gang's face instantly turned gloomy.

This Li Yunlong was drinking in the regiment headquarters in broad daylight. Not only did he blatantly violate military discipline, he was also so arrogant and rude!

"Damn it, you're just shoving all this garbage into my place!"

Perhaps Li Yunlong also felt that this was not going to work. After muttering something, he casually picked up a teacup and handed it to Zhao Gang: "Political Commissar Zhao, you've had a hard time traveling. Come, have a drink with me, Old Li!"

Hearing this, Zhao Gang was deeply displeased. He turned aside and said coldly, "I'm sorry, Captain Li, but I won't drink in the regiment headquarters!"

These words seemed to be a warning to Li Yunlong.

I don't know if Li Yunlong really didn't understand or was just pretending, but he glared and shouted, "Don't drink? Political Commissar Zhao, among all the men in our independent regiment, who can't drink?"

"Since you're not drinking at the regiment headquarters, why are you here with me?"

Zhao Gang retorted fearlessly, "Captain Li, I'm here to fight the Japanese, not drink with you!"

Hearing this, Li Yunlong sneered: "Oh, fighting the Japanese, it seems that Political Commissar Zhao is very experienced in fighting the Japanese?"

In Li Yunlong's eyes, Zhao Gang is just a scholar who looks good but is useless. Although this guy is good at talking, he will definitely be scared to death on the battlefield!

Thinking of this, Li Yunlong couldn't help but complain about his superiors in his heart.

However, Li Yunlong was wrong this time. Zhao Gang could be considered a man who had given up his studies to join the army. Not only was he an excellent student, but he had also been to the battlefield and had good skills.

"Captain Li, you're too kind. We can definitely communicate with each other when we have the chance!"

Hearing what Zhao Gang said, Li Yunlong immediately felt disgusted.

A pretty boy dared to act like a bitch in front of him and they even communicated with each other.

What are you discussing? How do you become a gigolo? How do you look good but not good at anything?

At this point, Li Yunlong simply stopped being polite and said directly: "This is a good opportunity for us to say everything we need to say!"

"In our independent regiment, I, Li Yunlong, will only be responsible for leading the troops in battle, while you will only be responsible for the soldiers' daily lives and ideological work!"

To sum up Li Yunlong's words in one sentence, it is to keep out of each other's way!