Liu Lang had long wanted to trick a martial arts master into guiding the fighting training of the independent regiment.
At that time, fighting training was also one of the training methods of the national army. However, the training methods of each army were different, and the training methods were also uneven. The national martial arts learned were mostly frivolous and flashy, and were of no use on the battlefield.
The Japanese are much more far-sighted than the Nationalist government in this regard. They know that their people are born with short arms and short legs, so they only specialize in one discipline and do not engage in any fancy tricks. All combat training is just bayonet fighting. The training results are very remarkable. In hand-to-hand combat with the Chinese army, a Japanese soldier can often defeat one against two or even three against one. Even looking around the world, the Japanese's bayonet skills are among the best.
Of course, it is another matter that the American soldiers in the late World War II used submachine guns to deal with the Japanese who were holding bayonets and trying to prove the power of the Imperial Japanese Army. It was like a strong man ravaging a little girl.
China is not without generals with outstanding insights. For example, Yang Hucheng of the Northwest Army was a master of red boxing. He promoted red boxing in the northwest army and established the famous sword team at home and abroad. In the battle of the Great Wall in 1933, the Japanese invaders completely To appreciate the power of Chinese martial arts, the price paid was the heads of 500 Japanese soldiers.
The famous anti-Japanese general Zhao Dengyu was still a small brigade commander at the time. 500 sergeants under his command, armed only with swords and grenades, attacked Xifengkou at night. Under the swords, the heads of the Japanese invaders rolled down. After a night of fierce fighting, the night attack team won the victory. When they returned, the Japanese army suffered heavy losses. According to Japanese statistics after the war, there were thousands of defenders, far more than the attacking Chinese army. However, as a result, more than 500 of their own troops were killed, while most of the Chinese army retreated safely.
For a time, the myth that the Japanese army was invincible in hand-to-hand combat was completely shattered.
Since the Japanese army invaded Northeast China, they have encountered little resistance. They take off their clothes to sleep at night, their security is lax, and they are extremely arrogant and arrogant. After this attack, everyone slept with their clothes on, and some even wore helmets at night to protect themselves. He was beheaded. Even Japanese newspapers had to admit that the Battle of Xifengkou was "a great shame and humiliation for the imperial army."
It can be seen that as long as the national martial arts learned is correct, the national army can crush the little Japanese who specializes in bayonet fighting in individual combat. Liu Lang seemed to see that on the battlefield five years later, even in hand-to-hand combat, the soldiers under his command would not be able to fight. The soldiers can also kill the Japanese devils to the point of peeing.
The independent regiment is to let the Japanese devils know that the Imperial Army, which they are proud of, is no match for the Chinese with the same equipment and logistical support.
"Sir, if I hadn't thought about saving some money to find Xiao Shuan, I would have found Gou Defu's bad luck a long time ago. Now that Xiao Shuan has been found and Gou Defu has been beaten, I don't have anything to think about anymore. I'm going to take Xiao Shuan home and bury him next to our big grave, so that we can be reunited as a family." As if he didn't see the eagerness for talents on Liu Lang's face, Shi Datou touched the white cloth bag on his back and said quietly said.
Liu Lang almost suffered internal injuries.
What's wrong with you, brother from Shaanxi? You've already made it so obvious, why don't you insist on writing a few big characters on your face?
"Ahem, Brother Big Tou, Xiao Shuan is a brother who has been born and died with me, so you are also our brother. He is gone, but you still have to live, right? Brothers are not talented, so Tian is the second division of the National Revolutionary Army. Leader of the Independent Regiment, why don't you come to my brother's place, so that I can give an explanation to Xiao Shuan, right?" Faced with such an awkward situation, Liu Lang could only play the family card.
As for Liu Lang's real intentions in hiring him as a martial arts instructor, that cannot be mentioned now. After all, even in later generations with extremely advanced information, martial arts inheritance still has strict rules, not to mention this extremely conservative era.
This matter must be worked on slowly and cannot be rushed.
As for why Liu Lang, who possesses the unique skills of Bajiquan, doesn't teach him personally, first of all, although Bajiquan is very powerful, due to the difficulty of training, it is definitely not something that can be accomplished in a day. Even if Liu Lang has achieved a little success, it will only take twenty years.
After years of hard training, at this point, the easier-to-learn Red Boxing is more suitable than the Baji Boxing. Of course, the more important thing is that he is the chief officer of the regiment, and it is impossible to focus only on this point.
There are many things that he needs to worry about, such as tactical drills, equipment and logistics support for independent regiments, etc. Just thinking about it can drive people crazy.
No wonder the former captain had a dead face every day. The moment Liu Lang became the chief officer of thousands of people, he had a deep understanding of the captain's difficulties. He still had a powerful country behind him, and
The only thing Liu Lang relies on now is that he knows a little more about the future than people of this era.
"No, no, I don't dare bother you, sir. I can't do anything except make steamed buns. It won't be a burden if you go, so I'd better go home." Hearing what Liu Lang said, Shi Datou shook his head in confusion.
Liu Lang's internal injuries tended to worsen significantly.
Chi Dakui was dumbfounded at the side. He had been with Liu Lang for a long time. How could he still not know what Liu Lang was thinking? Sir, he was almost driven crazy by this low-key fellow hero!
You can teach me how to use this skill. They only know how to make steamed buns? Chen Yunfa wanted to help persuade him, but he didn’t know how to speak, so he just kept silent. Anyway, he believed that the superior would get this expert to join the independent regiment.
The chief is a man of means. Chen Yunfa has always had confidence in Liu Lang, no matter what aspect.
"Okay, you know how to make steamed buns, right? Then you can come to our regiment headquarters cooking class and make steamed buns professionally for twenty yuan a month." Liu Lang made a decisive decision and said. At the end, he was afraid that Shi Datou would regret it, so he added:
"Our group will definitely have to fight against Little Japan in the future. You still have a chance to help Xiao Shuan get revenge."
Obviously, the last sentence was very effective. Shi Datou, who was still thinking that he could get a salary of twenty yuan a month by making steamed buns, immediately stopped worrying and slapped the table hard: "Okay, then that's it.
I went to make steamed buns for the officers."
There was a "bang" sound, and the small square table suddenly became smaller out of thin air.
Shi Datou's slap actually wedged the four legs of the small square table five or six centimeters into the ground.
Grandma! If this slap hits someone, how miserable will that person be? The tall and tall Chen Yunfa secretly speculated on the consequences and felt a little cold on his back. Even with his confidence in his body, this slap
A slap in the face probably cost him half his life.
"Fellow, welcome to join the First Battalion of the Independent Regiment, we will be a family from now on." Chi Dakui smiled so hard that his teeth burst out, he held Shi Datou's hand and shook it enthusiastically.
Looking at the cheerfulness, I might have thought there was something wrong with Lieutenant Colonel Chi's sexual orientation.
After following Liu Lang for three months, Chi Dakui had not learned much else, but he had already mastered the technique of poaching with a hoe.
Such a strong cooking soldier, no matter how hard it is, he has to dig into his own camp!