Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Chapter 338 Recovering the Branches

Yu Xiaoqing thought it was ridiculous that he had tried to fool Long Wenjian with just a few trivial things, but this independent column could use dozens of artillery pieces, thousands of rifles and new recruits to win him over.

Is there any need to say where to go?

Wei Lihuang sighed, not knowing whether this business was profitable or not. Anyway, everyone at the scene was very happy except for them.

"Let's go!"

Wei Lihuang led Yu Xiaoqing and his group down the Flag Sacrifice Slope.

When those elite soldiers left, they seemed to have less arrogance and more loneliness.

I thought their M-type equipment was invincible, but I didn't expect that the independent column was even more powerful, with one regiment having 90 artillery pieces!

Moreover, their light weapons are no less powerful than their M-type equipment.

With these weapons and equipment, it’s hard to tell who is the elite!

After all, among the 3500 new recruits brought by Wang Meng, many of them can fire artillery and drive.

These veterans of the Sichuan Army cheered when they saw Yu Xiaoqing and others leaving in disgrace. They were often teased and ridiculed by these "elites".

Even their leader Long Wenjian and even a small Yu Zhi dared to look at him in disapproval.

"Comrades, from today on, you must train with all your might, otherwise these weapons and equipment will just be firewood sticks, and you will still be looked down upon by these elites!"

Ma Dazhi, who was promoted to battalion commander, touched the semi-automatic rifle in his hand.

"Don't worry, with these weapons and equipment, we can definitely hold on!"

Wang Meng looked at the veterans whose mental states were completely different and pointed to the more than 30 jeeps remaining at the bottom of the hill.

"I'm telling you, officers above the battalion level can be provided with cars. If you want to look good when you go out, then try not to be rejected, or perform better and become the deputy battalion commander!"

Milong raised his hand, and he felt full of energy when he thought about taking a jeep home to see his wife and children.

"Chief of Staff, I'm Milong, and I want to be the deputy battalion commander!"

"Okay, as long as you perform well, Captain Long will definitely satisfy you!"

Long Wenjian chuckled. He could now finally manage the troops like a regimental commander, using military discipline and systems instead of relying on begging for help.

The new recruits were trained separately, and Knuber also began to train artillery under the guidance of the artillery instructor who was temporarily seconded.

The other veterans looked in the direction of Zenda with embarrassed expressions.

Wang Meng naturally knew their little thoughts, they wanted to return home in glory!

"The jeeps are just down the slope. Each person has one. Return to the team before dark. If you don't have money, you can ask our quartermaster for a month's pay in advance!"

Milong and Meng Fanle were the first to rush to the quartermaster and receive a month's allowance.

"so much?!"

Wang Meng chuckled and patted the quartermaster's shoulder proudly.

"Hey, you think it's too much? Then give it back!"

Milong and Meng Fanle immediately held the money tightly, fearing that it would be snatched back.

"All of you can at least receive the amount that the deputy battalion commander should receive first. If you are not capable enough to be a deputy battalion commander by then, you will have to return the money!"

There will always be brave men when there is a big reward. Just for these big dollars, we have to try our best. Besides, they are all cannon fodder. Why can they be battalion commanders but we can't?

Milong and Meng Fan got into a jeep together. Their movements were a little awkward, not smooth and natural enough.

Meng Fanle opened his mouth politely.

"Um... could you please go to Zenda?"

The car soldiers ignited the engine and started the car in one go.

"Yes, sir!"

It was the first time that Meng Fanle was called "superior" since he came to Zenda. The feeling was a little strange and yet a little fascinating.

"Ahem, are you a new recruit?"

The jeep was driving on the dirt road outside Zenda City, raising a cloud of dust.

"Yes, sir. I just joined the independent column a few days ago. Since I can drive, I became a car soldier!"

"Well, good job!"

Meng Fanle gradually began to regain the feeling of being a leader. He leaned back in his seat and glanced at the car soldier.

There are not many ordinary people on this road, which makes Meng Fan very annoyed. Isn't this like a night march in fine clothes?

Fortunately, when he got off the car, seven or eight ordinary people surrounded him. Looking at Meng Fanle's brand new equipment and jeep, they all started asking questions.

"Sir, which unit are you from?"

"Ahem, fellow...fellow countryman, we are from the Sichuan Army Corps of the Southern Shanxi Independent Column!"

"That's not right. The Sichuan Army is a well-known beggar group. How come they are dressed so well and ride in a jeep?"

Meng was annoyed and straightened his clothes, then slammed the car door in an arrogant manner.

"Not anymore! Hey you, wait for me here!"

"Yes, sir!"

Meng Fanle walked briskly up the stone steps and came to the familiar gate of the courtyard. Then he picked up the wooden sign and pushed open the gate.

Xiaozui was sitting in front of the kitchen at this time, his little face red from the flames.

Meng Fanle held the wooden sign in his hand and walked over, stopping every step.

Xiaozui saw a figure coming towards him and recognized it as Meng Fan. He wiped his face without paying attention to the ash on it, leaving a black spot on it.

"There you are! You look so good in this dress!"

Meng Fanle didn't say anything. Instead, he took the wooden sign in his hand and chopped it into small strips with an axe in front of Xiaozui, and then threw it into the fire pit.

"From today on, I will support you!"

Meng Fanle grabbed Xiaozui's hand and stuffed a large stack of silver dollars into her hand.

"This is my salary for next month. Use it to buy some food and drinks. Don't treat yourself badly!"

Xiaozui waited for so long and finally waited for this man, and nodded vigorously.

"Come home for dinner when you have time!"

Milong's way of returning home was particularly arrogant. He asked the soldiers on bicycles to honk their horns along the way and paraded through the city.

"Drive around Zenda twice! No, wait a minute!"

Milong took out a pack of cigarettes and stuffed it into the hands of the terrified soldier.

"Brother, thank you for your hard work. Wait for me!"

Milong returned home, hugged his wife and son on both sides, and then ran to the jeep like crazy.

The car soldier hurriedly opened the door and ushered the "commander's wife" and the young master into the jeep.

Then, as expected, it circled Zenda three more times.

Veterinarian Hao took the money, bought some cigarettes and alcohol, and visited his Sichuan Army brothers buried in the mass grave.

Bu La went to town and bought a big bowl of twice-cooked pork with plenty of chili.

In Zenda, they regained their lost things, including dignity, pride, and even the love they had never dared to imagine.

At nightfall, everyone returned to the Flag-Sacrificing Slope and began to set up tents and build a temporary camp.

They will train and build a permanent camp before the rainy season arrives.

Wang Meng stayed in Jieqipo for three days, then left Zenda and returned to Kunming.

Because William was already waiting in Zenda.