Vanguards of the War of Resistance! Let's travel back in time together, classmates!

Chapter Thirty-Two: Instructor

With a sigh, Shangguan Yun quickly stepped forward to help Zhao Peng up.

"Brother Zhao, you flatter me. It's just a minor skill. My brothers and I are currently wandering the world, and we are fortunate to have been taken in by the leaders. We are extremely grateful."

I hope Brother Zhao and all the fellow villagers will continue to take care of me in the future. Today's game was just for everyone to have fun, so why bother about winning or losing... haha...

Upon hearing this, Zhao Peng felt a surge of gratitude. He understood that the other party was deliberately giving him face, and he felt extremely ashamed of his previous actions of deliberately making things difficult for him.

After exchanging pleasantries, Sister Zhu and the others nearby were also visibly excited, as Shangguan Yun was essentially their spokesperson here.

His ability to gain fame and admiration, and to demonstrate his superior skills and awe of the crowd, meant that his group had finally established themselves in Songjia Village and would no longer be looked down upon.

After all, they had come from humble beginnings and, lacking any special skills, were bound to be looked down upon by some idle people.

As the crowd gradually dispersed, only Min Wenqian, Ban Ge, Zhang Zhenfei, and a group of militiamen from the training ground remained by his side.

Seeing everyone's high regard for Shangguan Yun, Zhao Peng's eyes lit up, and he clasped his hands in a fist and said:

"Brother Shangguan, to be honest, I am thirty-six years old this year. I have been wandering the world since I was a child and have met many heroes. There are naturally many who are good at shooting, but I have never seen Brother Shangguan's shooting skills. It is truly amazing!"

Look at these brothers in our village. I'm the one who trains them, but their marksmanship and accuracy are still lacking. If you have some free time, Brother Shangguan, could you please give them some pointers? I would be extremely grateful.

Shangguan Yun laughed heartily:

“Haha... What’s so difficult about that? You guys don’t know, do you? My brother here is a top student from the Central Military Academy. He’s proficient in everything, not just marksmanship, but also tactics, strategy, and troop deployment. You guys have good taste, hehe…” Min Wenqian interrupted.

"What? Is this true?" Upon hearing this, Zhao Peng felt as if he had been struck by lightning and was filled with regret.

"What the hell's wrong with me lately? Am I just being difficult? I'm miles behind others, what's the point of comparing myself to them..." Zhao Peng said with a look of shame, while Shangguan Yun nodded slightly.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances. "So that's how it is. They're top students from the Central Military Academy. Every student from there is a general. We've really struck gold this time..." Whether they understood or not, everyone was excited.

Not only that, in their excitement, everyone asked Shangguan Yun a number of questions.

There were people from all walks of life, shooting guns, firing cannons, and even some villagers asking Shangguan Yun if he knew traditional Chinese medicine. His wife was pregnant, and he wanted to know if they should have a baby. Shangguan Yun was completely baffled...

Meanwhile, Song Xiaoyun ran back to her room, closed the door, sat on the bed, and felt her face burning. She then remembered that she had given her handkerchief to Shangguan Yun, and was momentarily lost in thought.

Ever since she dreamt of her lover half a month ago, she has been absent-minded all day long. One day, a fortune teller happened to pass by the village, and Miss Song invited him into the village to ask him about her dream.

The man was not tall, with a thin face, thick lips, big eyes, and long limbs. He had a kind of otherworldly air about him, but he was disheveled and looked like a starving ghost reincarnated.

The man ate five large pancakes and drank four bowls of soup before he recovered and said:

"My surname is Qi, and I am known as Qi the Half-Immortal. I have already calculated what you have said. This is a predestined fate for you. If you want to find this person, you need to go south to the coast of Liaohai..."

Having said that, he took the travel money given to him by Miss Song and drifted away.

This was a real hardship for Miss Song. She lost her appetite and her temper began to worsen. Helpless, the old master Song Baichuan finally allowed two people to accompany her out for a walk to clear her mind. Once she found her peace of mind, she wouldn't have to worry about it all day.

Unexpectedly, Miss Song actually brought back a group of people. The old shopkeeper didn't know if there was such a person, so he just let it go.

However, after observing for a while, Song Xiaoyun and the others became increasingly convinced that the lover in their dreams was Shangguan Yun, but they were not sure because their vision was blurry and the light was dim in the dream, and the lovers only remembered an outline and a back view.

Today, witnessing Shangguan Yun's extraordinary skills that amazed everyone present, my admiration for him arose spontaneously and became increasingly uncontrollable.

Thinking of this, Song Xiaoyun unconsciously touched her burning face, buried her head in the covers, and lay down on the bed, refusing to open the door no matter who knocked...

As evening fell, the chief and the young master returned from outside. They entered the hall with grim expressions and then summoned the village's key members, as if something major had happened.

Upon hearing what had happened in the village that day, Song Baichuan was shocked. Then, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately sent someone to invite Shangguan Yun over for a discussion.

Before long, Shangguan Yun and Min Wenqian arrived at the council hall, and Song Baichuan quickly found seats and served tea.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Shangguan Yun exchanged a glance with Min Wenqian, both puzzled.

Upon seeing this, Song Baichuan asked, "Hehe... I was not at the stronghold today, so I haven't taken good care of you. Are you all comfortable staying at my stronghold...?"

The two men bowed their wrists to their chests, saying, "We are deeply grateful for the great leader's kindness; all is well..."

"Haha...you two heroes are truly unassuming! I heard that Brother Shangguan's marksmanship at the shooting range today was divine, the best I've ever seen in my life. My Song Family Village will probably have to rely on you a lot this time..."

"Brother Song, you're too kind. My brothers and I are currently staying here, and we are grateful for the noble spirit of Elder Song. We are willing to do our best to help. Please feel free to ask if you need anything..." Shangguan Yun said, cupping his hands in greeting.

"Good, young brother, you are indeed chivalrous, and your martial arts skills are superb, your marksmanship is divine. From today onwards, Shangguan Yun will be the chief instructor of my Song Family Village army."

All military training, combat deployments, and decision-making must be carried out without question if the three chieftains are not present. You must obey their orders and not disobey them.

"Yes...we will obey the leader's orders," everyone answered in unison.

Seeing everyone so happy, Song Baichuan felt a surge of emotion, thinking to himself, "My Song Family Village has finally gained a cultured instructor..."

Well, Zhao Peng is brave, but he's just a peasant. He's brave but lacks strategy. He can barely manage to deal with the bandits around him.

But now that the Japanese have arrived, this situation is not something that ordinary people can handle.

Shangguan Yun is a man of courage and resourcefulness, and a graduate of a military academy; he is a rare talent.

If we can win him over and train his militia, we'll have a better chance of dealing with the Japanese.

Thinking of this, Song Baichuan was overjoyed. He ordered people to kill chickens and ducks, and asked everyone to discuss the current situation and how to deal with the Japanese devils.