Chapter 92: The Strongest Cooking Soldier

Liu Lang has long wanted to fool the head of the national martial arts to guide the fighting training of the independent regiment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At that time, the training of the national army was also one of them, but the training methods of each army were different, and the training methods were also uneven.

The Japanese, on the other hand, were much more far-sighted than the Nationalist Government in this regard, and knew that their citizens were congenitally deficient in short arms and legs, so they only focused on one of them, and did not engage in any tricks, and all their combat training was to fight bayonets. The results of the training are very remarkable, and in the white-knuckle battle with the Chinese army, a Japanese soldier can often fight two or even three enemies with one enemy, and even if you look at the world, the Japanese fighting bayonet skills are also among the best.

Of course, it is another matter that the American GIs in the late World War II used submachine guns against the Japanese who were armed with bayonets and tried to prove the strength of the Imperial Japanese Army.

China is not without outstanding generals, such as Yang Hucheng of the Northwest Army, who is himself a master of red boxing, popularized red boxing in the Northwest Army, and established the famous big knife team in China and abroad. In the Battle of the Great Wall in 1933, the Japanese invaders thoroughly appreciated the power of Chinese martial arts, and paid the price of 500 Japanese soldiers.

Zhao Dengyu, a famous anti-Japanese general, was still a small brigade commander at that time, and 500 sergeants under his command who only carried large knives and grenades attacked Xifengkou at night. After the battle, according to the statistics of the Japanese army, the defenders were thousands of people, far exceeding the attacking national army, but the result was that more than 500 people were killed, and most of the Chinese army retreated safely.

For a time, the mythical bubble of the invincibility of the Japanese army in white-knuckle warfare was completely burst.

Since the Japanese army invaded and occupied Northeast China, they encountered slight resistance, and they stripped and slept at night, and their guards were lax and arrogant to the extreme. After the blow, everyone scrambled to sleep with their clothes, and some even wore steel helmets at night to prevent being beheaded. Even the Japanese press had to admit that the Battle of Xifengkou was "a great shame for the imperial army."

It can be seen that as long as the national art learned is on the right path, the national army can also crush the little devil who specializes in fighting bayonets in individual combat. Liu Lang seems to see the scene on the battlefield five years later, even if it is a white-knuckle battle, the soldiers under his command can kill the Japanese devils.

The independent regiment is to let the Japanese devils know that the Imperial Army, which they are proud of, is not an opponent of the Chinese with the same equipment and logistical support.

"Sir, if it weren't for the idea of saving some money to find the little bolt, I would have looked for the bad luck of Gou Defu's donkey day, and now the small bolt has also been found, and Gou Defu has also been beaten, and I don't have anything to think about, I am going to take the little bolt home and bury it next to our big grave, and we will be a family reunion." As if he didn't see the thirsty desire on Liu Lang's face, Shi Datou touched the white cloth bag on his back and said quietly.

almost didn't suffocate Liu Lang's internal injuries.

What kind of trouble are you Shaanxi brother doing? Brother is already so obvious, do you have to write a few big words on your face?

"Ahem, big brother, what about the little bolt, you are a brother who was born and died with me, then you are also our brother, he is gone, but you still have to live, don't you? Brother is not talented, he is the commander of the Independent Regiment of the Second Division of the National Revolutionary Army, why don't you come to my brother, so I can be regarded as having an explanation for Xiao Xuan, right? In the face of such an elm pimple, Liu Lang could only play the family card.

As for Liu Lang's real careful thinking about hiring him as the head of the national art sect, it can't be mentioned now. After all, even in later generations with extremely developed information, the inheritance of martial arts has strict rules, let alone this extremely conservative era. You have to work this matter slowly, and you can't rush it.

As for why Liu Lang, who has the skill of Bajiquan, does not teach it personally, although Bajiquan is very powerful, but due to the difficulty of its training, it is not a day's work, even if Liu Lang achieves a little, it is also the result of 20 years of hard training, at this point, the red boxing that is easier to use is more suitable than Bajiquan. Of course, the more important thing is that he is the commander of a 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, such as the equipment and logistics support of the independent regiment, etc., just thinking about it can make people crazy.

It's no wonder that the former captain has a dead face every day, Liu Lang has a deep understanding of the difficulties of the captain at the moment when he becomes the chief officer of thousands of people, he still has a strong country behind him, and the only thing Liu Lang relies on now is just a little more understanding of the future than the people of this era.

"No, no, don't dare to trouble the chief, I don't know anything except making buns, it's not a drag to go, I still go home and drop." Hearing Liu Lang say this, Shi Datou shook his head again and again in confusion.

Liu Lang's internal injuries have a significant tendency to worsen.

Chi Dakui couldn't cry or laugh on the side, he had been with Liu Lang for a long time, he still didn't know Liu Lang's thoughts? Sir, I'm about to be driven crazy by this low-key heroic fellow!

This kung fu can teach me both hands, where you can just make steamed buns? Chen Yunfa wanted to help persuade him, but he didn't know how to speak, so he simply kept silent, anyway, he believed that the commander would get this master to the independent regiment. The chief is a person with means, and Chen Yunfa has always been very confident in Liu Lang, no matter what aspect.

"Okay, you can make steamed buns, then you come to our regimental cooking class and make steamed buns professionally, twenty yuan a month." Liu Lang made a decision immediately and said. At the end, I was afraid that Shi Datou would regret it, so he added: "Our group will definitely have to work with Little Japan in the future, and you still have a chance to help Xiao Bolt take revenge." ”

Obviously, the last sentence worked very well, and Shi Datou, who was still in a daze for making a steamed bun and receiving a salary of twenty oceans a month, immediately stopped being entangled, and slapped it on the table: "Okay, then I'll go make steamed buns for the chiefs." ”

With a "bang", the small square table was a few points shorter out of thin air.

Shi Datou slapped the four legs of the small square table into the ground by five or six centimeters.

Grandma's! If this slap hits someone, how bad will that person be? Chen Yunfa, who is tall, secretly speculated about the consequences, and felt a little chill in his back. Even with his confidence in his own figure, this slap is estimated to have gone to half his life.

"Fellow, welcome to join the first battalion of the Independent Regiment, we will be a family in the future." Chi Dakui laughed so hard that his teeth were bursting out, and the hand holding Shi Datou shook enthusiastically.

Look at that joyful person, I don't know, I thought there was something wrong with Lieutenant Colonel Chi's sexual orientation.

followed Liu Lang for three months, and he hasn't learned much else, but this technique of digging the foot of the wall with a hoe, Chi Dakui has already learned eight or nine.

Such a strong cooking soldier, how can you say that you have to dig into your own battalion!