Yang Dashu had changed into a military uniform that fit him well, and had returned from a series of fierce battles with the Japanese. He had a murderous aura all over his body. At this moment, his burly and strong body stood up on the steps, like a door god, and it was difficult not to attract attention.
Those decadent and lazy defeated soldiers also noticed Yang Ling and the others who were wearing brand-new military uniforms, but they quickly looked away and curled their lips in disdain, because they had been so proud before, and they had not been beaten to a pulp by the Japanese.
These stragglers were not only defeated on the battlefield, but also had their confidence shattered by the ferocious Japanese. Although they were still alive at the moment, they became numb, decadent and depressed, like walking zombies, without any energy.
Liu Xing directly gave Yang Ling the establishment of a battalion without the approval of the Ministry of Military Affairs, and asked him to gather the defeated troops and stragglers to help maintain public order in Jiangyin County. He was also thinking of taking the exam.
If Yang Ling really had the ability to pull off a rout and display combat effectiveness, then it wouldn't be difficult for him to apply to the Ministry of Military Affairs for a battalion establishment. But if Yang Ling didn't have that ability, there was no need for him to waste his efforts.
Being able to hold the high position of commander of the Jiangfang Group, although Liu Xing valued Yang Ling, who killed the Japanese Lieutenant General, he still needed to take further school exams. After all, Yang Ling was from a grassroots background and had no military school background, so he still felt uneasy and needed further school exams.
What he needs is someone who can really fight.
Yang Ling naturally didn't know these little thoughts of Commander Liu Xing. What he cared about was real power. Instead of being a mere deputy, it would be more practical to hold a battalion of troops.
As long as you have soldiers in your hands, you may not be able to train a tiger and wolf army based on your own abilities. Then it will be a nightmare for the Japanese.
He didn't care what Liu Xing had in mind, but since he was given this opportunity, he had to seize it and pull up the team first.
Although these broken soldiers who were taken into custody looked languid, they had also seen blood on the battlefield and crawled among the dead. They only needed to rebuild their confidence. They were much better than those new recruits. This was the best.
How could I miss the source of troops?
"Get up! Gather! Gather!"
Yang Dashu is still the captain of the company, but now he enjoys the treatment of major and battalion commander. Moreover, he was given a reward of 1,000 yuan last night. It was the spring breeze, and his voice was much louder than usual.
After hearing such a roar, the lazy soldiers in the internment camp just glanced at Yang Dashu, and then went back to what they were doing, not bothering to pay attention to Yang Dashu.
Seeing the indifference of these defeated soldiers, Yang Dashu suddenly lost his composure. He cursed in his mind, walked away and walked towards the defeated soldiers who were sitting on the steps in a daze.
"Get up! Gather!" Yang Dashu stretched out his hand and pulled up the two defeated soldiers sitting on the ground: "Get up, everyone! Are you deaf or something like that!"
"Why are you howling? Just go ahead and do what you have to do. Don't mess with me! I'm bothering you." The two defeated soldiers were also very aggressive. They were pulled up by Yang Dashu. They were blowing their beards and staring fiercely, which made Yang Dashu subconsciously relax.
hand.
"Hahaha, it turns out he is a loser." The soldiers nearby burst out laughing when they saw that although Yang Dashu had a loud voice, he was frightened and lost his voice.
The unscrupulous laughter of the defeated soldiers made Yang Dashu's face turn red and a little angry. He looked back at Yang Ling who was standing there with an expressionless face, and a cruel look flashed across his face.
"Stand up and assemble for me!" Yang Dashu was fierce. He turned around and kicked the two defeated soldiers who were sitting down again to the ground.
"Why are you laughing! Get over there and gather!"
"And you guys too!"
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Yang Dashu was very fierce when he started to rush. He took off the rifle in his hand and hit and kicked him with the butt of the rifle. He drove a large group of defeated soldiers to the open space in the middle of the internment camp like a duck.
"What a mad dog! Are you disturbing my sleep so early in the morning!" A few people with half-dressed clothes came out of the house cursing, and saw Yang Dashu yelling head on.
Although these people looked fierce, Yang Dashu was not afraid. He grabbed the butt of the gun and smashed it: "You have donkey hair stuffed in your ears?! Go over and gather!"
But Yang Dashu kicked the iron plate this time. These defeated soldiers were Lian Jiazi. Before the butt of the gun was smashed, he was snatched away by the opponent. Although he was burly, he was knocked down in two blows.
On the ground.
"Damn it, this is a rebellion!" Qin Shou cursed when he saw Yang Dashu being thrown to the ground. He grabbed the butt of his gun and was about to go up to help, but Yang Ling stretched out his hand to stop him.
Yang Ling strolled up to a few stubble soldiers and looked them up and down. Although they were dressed in tatters, they were not as thin and sallow as other soldiers. Instead, they were very strong and their attacks were very ruthless, causing Yang Dashu to have a nosebleed.
came out.
"Which part do you belong to?!" Yang Ling asked solemnly with a cold face.
These defeated soldiers liked to fight fiercely and were arrogant, so they did not take Yang Ling, the major battalion commander, seriously at all.
A defeated soldier raised his neck and replied: "I'm from the 87th Division!"
"I belong to the 88th Division!" someone shouted after him.
Hearing that these people were from the German Arms Master, the rest of the defeated soldiers showed gloating expressions, waiting to see how Yang Ling would end up.
The German weapon master is the elite of the army, and he is famous for protecting his enemies. He is used to being arrogant. Although Yang Ling is a major and battalion commander, he may not have a good time here if he causes trouble for these soldiers here.
The defeated troops had arrogant faces. Although the German armorers suffered heavy losses in Shanghai, they were still the main division. After several rounds of reinforcements, their strength was still there. They looked down on other miscellaneous troops at all.
"I don't care which division you are from, but get over there and assemble right now!" Yang Ling shouted in a cold voice, almost touching the noses of several defeated soldiers.
"If I don't..."
Before he could finish his words, Ben Bing, who was about to act arrogantly, flew out involuntarily, hit the door panel with a bang, and rolled on the ground in pain.
"Damn it! Beat him!" These defeated soldiers who were born as German weapon masters were immediately angry. They were the only ones who bullied others. How could they be bullied by others? They yelled and raised their fists and smashed at Yang Ling.
They have always been arrogant and very united within themselves. When they saw their brothers being beaten, they did not even care that Yang Ling was the superior, and would start a fight if they disagreed.
Qin Shou and others were immediately anxious. The German weapon masters were famous and elite. They were worried that Yang Ling would suffer a loss, so they hurried forward to help.
But the corner of Yang Ling's mouth curled up into a sneer. In his eyes, a German weapon master was really nothing. He did not dodge the fists coming at him. He reached out with his big hand, grabbed the opponent's wrist and twisted it, causing the opponent's arm to snap with a slap.
Dislocated.
ah!
In just one moment of meeting each other, the four arrogant German weapon masters were all lying on the ground. The rest of the defeated soldiers were stunned. Seeing Yang Ling's thin appearance, he turned out to be a ruthless man, and they couldn't help but show fear.
These defeated soldiers are all very capable people, but they never thought that Yang Ling who suddenly appeared was so powerful. However, they are all magnanimous men. Although they were beaten and embarrassed, they were convinced because they only admire the strong.
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"Sir, our brothers are not as good as you. We are willing to accept the punishment for attacking you, but before you accept the punishment, can you let us know your name?" Seeing Yang Ling turn around, a defeated soldier who grinned in pain hurriedly shouted to stop him.
Yang Ling.
Yang Ling stopped and replied: "Yang Ling, the major commander of the guerrilla battalion directly under the Jiang Defense Army Headquarters. If you are not convinced, you can come to me in the future. I, Yang Ling, will always be with you."
"Are you the Commander Yang who killed the Japanese general?" The defeated soldier looked surprised.
Yang Dashu said with pride: "Of course, except our battalion commander, who else has the ability to kill the Japanese general."