Wandering the Heavens

Chapter 328: Sword 31

"Captain, your words are not quite sincere!" Yu Xian decided not to waste any more time.

"I went to Lao Zhang recently to exchange some things, but he said he was too busy allocating supplies and his head was almost bald. I thought he must be getting something good for you. Lao Li is a little curious and can't sleep until he finds out the truth, so I asked Lao Zhao to come and see it in the name of learning. I hope Captain Yu doesn't mind." Li Yunlong's face was calm, but the ten fingers of his hands were scratching each other rapidly.

"Yu Xian, don't believe Lao Li's lies. This guy has become a father recently and is depressed washing diapers for his children at night. He is not satisfied with the small fights with the Japanese devils, so he went out for some fresh air. In addition, the special forces company will still use the original training outline after reconstruction. If this continues, it will probably be eliminated and return to the regular force system. We discussed it and came here." Zhao Gang, after all, is a political commissar or a cultured person, and his words are much nicer than Li Yunlong.

"Congratulations, Captain! Why didn't you tell us? Wei Dayong and I could have given some gifts to your sister-in-law and her children to show our appreciation." Yu Xian bowed to Li Yunlong.

"Okay, okay. Old Li has a son now. As soon as he was born, he said he wanted two machine guns..." Li Yunlong is really good at taking risks.

"No problem. I'll ask the service team to prepare the machine gun he asked for, and he can take it away when the meeting is over. Now let's get down to business. Since the regiment commander and the political commissar are here to inspect and learn, please go on stage and observe first." Yu Xian said generously.

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up. He didn't expect Yu Xian to be so generous and give two machine guns. Yu Xian didn't care. Li Yunlong's child was still nursing and wetting the bed. He and Wei Dayong were uncles, so it was reasonable to give gifts. He asked the service team to pack the wooden model for training and the two cans of milk powder for Li Yunlong to take back.

As he said this, he took the two of them to the platform. Wei Dayong saw someone coming up, turned around and saw that his old acquaintance's originally indifferent face suddenly widened.

"Captain, Political Commissar, why are you here?"

"If you guys come and watch, go on!" Zhao Gang said as he looked at the group of people fighting enthusiastically in the audience.

"Okay." Wei Dayong raised his hand to check the time and then continued watching the soldiers training.

Li Yunlong thought to himself that Wei Dayong had only been gone for a year, and his temperament had become much more stable, already looking like an officer. This was what Old Zhao meant when he said that a soldier is looked at with new eyes after three days of absence!

Zhao Gang carefully observed the fighters' fighting styles, watching how they attacked and defended.

"Yu Xian, there should be detailed written instructions for the martial arts that the soldiers are learning!" Zhao Gang asked in a low voice.

"What the political commissar said is right. We have already drawn it and printed it into a booklet and handed it to the soldiers. Of course, not all soldiers will get it. After all, some soldiers would rather fight the Japanese than learn to read and write." Yu Xian acknowledged the existence of this martial arts secret book.

"Can you give me one?" Zhao Gang asked.

"No problem, I'll arrange it then."

Since this request was not confidential, Yu Xian would naturally do him a favor. Besides, this system would be promoted to the entire army sooner or later.

Wei Dayong looked at his watch again and blew the whistle. The originally lively training scene suddenly became quiet.

"Take a half-hour break!" Wei Dayong picked up the tin horn and shouted.

When the soldiers heard this, they quickly ran to the sidelines, where water had been prepared. They were already thirsty after playing for a long time.

"Good, you look like a superior now!" Li Yunlong looked at Wei Dayong and nodded.

"Captain, I'm with the team now. No one will listen to me if I don't behave properly!" Wei Dayong said with a smile.

"Next, please ask the regiment commander and the political commissar to go to our operations room! Please!" Yu Xian said as he led several people away from the playground.

At first Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang thought that the operations room was just a big room, but when they got closer they were surprised to find that it was actually more than a dozen rooms, all covered with a camouflage net made of ropes as thick as fingers. There were also several trees in between, and upon closer inspection they saw that they were radio antennas.

Yu Xian led a few people into the largest room. In the middle of the room was a huge sand table. The walls were covered with maps. The organization's flag and the teaching brigade's flag were hung on the wall facing the gate.

There was a row of tables in the right corner, with five radio stations lined up on them. Li Yunlong was drooling as he looked at them. Several staff officers in the operations room were checking the maps and the markings on the sand table with their writing boards, and Yu Xian and his group did not interfere with their work.

"This is the operations room and the command center. After the brigade headquarters gives us a mission, we retrieve the information of the mission area and combine it with intelligence, sand tables and maps to discuss combat plans. We decide on the number of people to be dispatched and the weapons equipment, the duration of the operation and post-operation measures, etc. based on the size of the mission and the activity area." Yu Xian took out a thin long pole and explained.

"Today, I, Zhao Gang, have witnessed the so-called victory from thousands of miles away through strategic planning." Zhao Gang said with emotion.

"To be honest, the most valuable thing in the teaching brigade is this house. The soldiers are still collecting and refining this information bit by bit. It is our basis for every mission. After the end of Operation No. 1, the Japanese adopted a contraction strategy and would rather pretend to be grandsons and hide in the artillery tower than go out. So before we have more effective siege weapons and the final battle order, we can only fight small battles." Yu Xian said, pointing to the small flags representing various forces on the sand table.

"That's what happened. Before, they were raiding us and we had to hide here and there and shoot from behind. But the damn Japanese haven't come out since May. We don't have artillery to attack them, so we can only surround them and eat the supply lines. It's really frustrating."

Although Li Yunlong was forced into this path, he always thought about his wife and children, but he couldn't sit still. When he heard that there was a war, he immediately became excited.

In fact, as long as Li Yunlong did not commit suicide, he would have won the battle. However, his character was such that he would be so aggressive that no one could stop him. This erratic fighting style was not favored by the upper echelons in the grand strategy.

"This situation should be resolved soon. The soldiers and local armed forces have thought of many ways to attack the Japanese and puppet troops in the artillery tower. For example, they soaked a few quilts in water, tied them to the table and pushed them forward to block the bullets. But these are not long-term solutions after all." Yu Xian thought of the documents collected and organized by the Operations Room on some recent combat reports and analyses of local armed forces.

"We are still too backward after all." Zhao Gang felt sad when he thought about these things.

"This is a comprehensive attack by a capitalist industrialized country on a semi-feudal, semi-colonial, backward agricultural country. If we are lucky enough to survive to the end, we must develop education and industry and not let the crisis of national extinction happen again to this land and its people." Yu Xian said firmly, looking at the bright red flag on the wall.

"Let's encourage each other!" Zhao Gang echoed.

"You intellectuals will be in charge of education and industry, but I, Old Li, will know how to fight. When the time comes, we will rely on you for guns, artillery and tanks. Captain Yu, the entire army is short of radio stations now, how come you have so many of them?" Li Yunlong asked.

"Captain Li, these few radios are not enough for the soldiers to use when they are on missions. The batteries are all captured and they can only be turned on and communicated at a specific time." Yu Xian sighed.