Li Yunlong heard something about Zhang Wanhe showing off to him on the phone, and he felt happy in his heart. You Zhang Wanhe is smart in everything but confused in this matter.
You're showing off and I'm benefiting from it, so who's afraid of whom?
However, this matter really cannot be delayed. This new grenade has just been produced, and hundreds of regiments of the Eighth Route Army are staring at it eagerly. If it is too late, it will be gone.
So as soon as Li Yunlong put down the phone, he shouted out the door: "Monk! Monk... Where did he die? Bring the horse and go to the arsenal!"
When the monk brought the horse, he said coquettishly: "Going to the arsenal again?"
"What?" Li Yunlong glared: "How can I, the leader of the group, look at your face? No matter how big or small you are!"
"How...how can that be done?" The monk replied, "Just go!"
The monk's name is Wei Dayong. He got the nickname "Monk" because he was a monk in Shaolin Temple.
The monk had an older brother who was a soldier in the Chinese army. He originally wanted to defect to his brother and join the Chinese army to have a better future. The war was in chaos and no one could be found. When he saw a team wearing military caps with the blue sky and white sun cap badge, he was so happy that he didn't ask carefully.
I became the Eighth Route Army in a daze...
Li Yunlong called a donkey cart and followed behind. He took the monk and rode to the arsenal first.
On the way, Li Yunlong became more and more proud as he thought about it. He couldn't help but praise Xiao Dongbei to the monk: "Not to mention, this Xiao Dongbei is really a damn talent! Even the headquarters followed and robbed people. He just gave me a grenade within a few days.
Now I understand, the one who made Zhang Wanhe happy, I don’t even know where he is!”
"That's nothing!" The monk raised his head: "Why don't you just tinker with some messy things? I can beat the Japanese with my fists, so there's no need for grenades!"
When Li Yunlong heard this, he said "hey" and asked: "Monk, did you take gunpowder today or something? You can hit the devil with your fists, but others can't. Xiao Dongbei's trick is something that others can hit the devil with."
, if you have the ability, you can also tinker with something!"
The monk said nothing.
It's either that he doesn't understand this principle, or that he feels unhappy.
Before Xiao Dongbei came, his monk had long been well-known in the independent group.
No matter what happens, as long as he, the monk, stands outside, there will be no problem. Regardless of the battalion commander or the company commander, he has to give him face.
But as soon as Xiao Dongbei came, the monk immediately felt that his value had dropped.
Everyone is talking about Xiaodongbei, what about killing Japanese sharpshooters, what about cheating equipment to release smoke... Aren't you just doing some crooked things? What's so great about it!
The monk didn't take it seriously at first. We are guards! If we hadn't been guards, I would have beaten Xiao Dongbei!
Who would have thought that yesterday I was squatting in a hut and listening to people outside talking about who was the best at fighting Japanese invaders?
The monk was happy in his heart, secretly thinking that he must be the expert in fighting Japanese enemies! Back then, when he fought with five bayonets one against five, he was stunned and killed five Japanese soldiers. Who wouldn't say it with capital letters when talking about this?
The word "service"?
Who would have thought that these ignorant guys would say this:
"It goes without saying that it must be Xiao Dongbei! The monk is good at martial arts, but now everyone plays with guns, who still plays with fists?"
"Yes, yes, yes, although the monk is not bad, he is far behind Xiao Dongbei."
"I also think it's Xiaodongbei. There are a lot of Japs in Xiaodongbei, and the monks are just like that... the courage of ordinary people!"
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The monk didn't even finish untying it. He couldn't help but rush out with his pants raised: "What are you talking about? Who are you talking about the bravery of an ordinary man?"
Several soldiers were not aware that the monk was in the hut. They were startled and hurried to be careful.
If it weren't for Li Yunlong shouting at the other end, these guys would definitely have received a beating.
The monk later wanted to find those soldiers and beat them up to relieve their anger.
But then I thought: This is not possible, the root of the problem still lies with Xiao Dongbei. The whole group is saying these words, saying that the monk is not as good as Xiao Dongbei, so what is the use of beating a few of them?
Therefore, the monk secretly made up his mind to compete with Xiao Dongbei. Only in this way can he stop everyone's mouths.
But what’s better than what?
Let's compete with each other with fists and kicks. People say that he is a bully, so what's the "courage of an ordinary man"?
Don’t you, Xiao Dongbei, know how to play with guns?
If it works, let me compete with you.
The monk didn't know what "average courage" meant. He thought it meant that he only knew how to play with fists and feet but not guns.
So as soon as the monk arrived at the arsenal, while Li Yunlong was being polite to Zhang Wanhe, he walked up to Xiao Dongbei, raised his head, looked at the rifle behind Xiao Dongbei and said, "Boy, that thing is what you handed over from the Japs sharpshooter."
gun?"
When Wang Xuexin saw the monk's unkind expression, he hurriedly smiled and replied: "That's right, I just have a little more luck!"
"Do you dare to try?" the monk asked with a cold face.
"Compared to what?" Wang Xuexin was stunned.
"Comparing marksmanship!" The monk took the 38 cap on his back and patted it as if to demonstrate.
Wang Xuexin hesitated.
The reason for hesitation is that it is against discipline, especially when soldiers compete with each other in private... Bullets are very valuable to the Eighth Route Army. Every bullet must destroy an enemy. How can we allow soldiers to compete with each other casually?
But after thinking about it, Wang Xuexin nodded and agreed.
No reason, because this is an independent group.
There is a saying that goes like "what kind of generals are there, what kind of soldiers are there".
The Independent Regiment has a leader like Li Yunlong, so the soldiers under his command don't have much discipline and rules.
Li Yunlong even deliberately indulged his subordinates in private fights in order to cultivate the wolf nature of the soldiers... To be precise, it was not "indulgence", but "order".
For example, if the monk bullies someone and complains to Li Yunlong, Li Yunlong will just say something back: "If you are not convinced, beat him back!"
Another example is army training. Li Yunlong would let the two battalions fight freely. It would be a trivial matter to bleed a little and make the nose and face swollen. Broken hands, broken ribs, etc. were not uncommon.
Zhao Gang still had doubts about this, saying that if the soldiers were trained like this, wouldn't all of them be wounded soldiers when they went to the battlefield? Wouldn't it affect their combat effectiveness?
Li Yunlong's answer was: "If you don't dare to fight at ordinary times, how dare you fight on the battlefield? Broken ribs are nothing, it's better than losing your life when the time comes!"
Zhao Gang thought it made sense, so he just let it go.
As a result, the trend of private fighting in the independent group was prevalent. Anyone who made a snitch was considered a coward and would be looked down upon by the entire group.
Wang Xuexin is not a competitive person.
The problem is that the Independent Group is like this, what else can Wang Xuexin do?
If Wang Xuexin doesn't accept the monk's challenge today, he will be sent to the army immediately tomorrow.
Then Wang Xuexin's platoon and even the entire seventh company couldn't hold their heads up... No matter how your little Northeast is doing on the battlefield, you can't keep your head down in the army, otherwise you won't be able to gain a foothold and lead troops in the future.
"He's a man!" The monk smiled easily when Xiao Dongbei agreed.
The monk was really worried that Xiao Dongbei would not agree. The monk estimated that Li Yunlong might not care about others, but Xiao Dongbei would definitely take care of it. As long as Xiao Dongbei made a small report... then he would have nothing to do with Xiao Dongbei.
Great now!
The monk winked at Xiao Dongbei, and while untying the horse's reins, he called to Li Yunlong: "Captain, Xiao Dongbei and I are going out for a walk!"