The troops under the command of Junrokuro Matsuura retreated to the area of Mahuiling to rest, although they hit their heads at Wushimen and broke their blood, but they did not break their muscles and bones, and their strength still existed.

The Chinese army on the front line of Wushimen has suffered heavy losses in two bloody battles in a row, and they are busy restocking ammunition and licking their wounds, and they do not take the initiative to provoke devils.

Although the Ruiwu Road in the north and the Nanxun Line in the south were both dark and bloody, on the Wushimen line, the Chinese and Japanese troops tacitly agreed that the well water would not interfere with the river water, and neither would take the initiative to provoke the other side.

The Devil's Aviation Unit went to support the other two battlefields, leaving the Chinese defenders of Wushimen few days clean.

Although the devils had no intention of attacking for the time being, the Chinese army defending on the front line of Wushimen did not dare to be careless.

Both the commanders of the armies and the officers and soldiers at the grassroots level know in their hearts that with the character of a devil who will repay him, they will definitely not return so willingly.

Although the battlefield is quiet now, but under this silence is a dark tide, a storm is brewing, when the little devils are rested, and the ammunition is replenished, then more brutal battles will come as scheduled.

The brethren felt unease in this calm atmosphere, and the officers were keenly aware of the signs that preceded the storm.

After replenishing their weapons, ammunition, and troops, they dispatched numerous reconnaissance units to keep a close eye on the movements of the devils, and on the other hand, they actively carried out training and prepared for a new battle.

The scorching sun baked the earth, the air was churning, and even the green leaves were sluggish.

Although the high temperature continued, the brothers' enthusiasm for training was undiminished, and the brothers led by Liu Yidao were naked, holding large knives, shouting to kill the heavens, and were practicing knife techniques.

"Kill!"

Liu Yidao's skin was dark red, covered with sweat stains, and the snowy big knife danced in his hand.

"Kill!"

The brothers of the three battalions of the broadsword company are all fierce and fierce, and with the roar of the tiger in unison, the broadsword slashes out diagonally in unison, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

Many other brothers from the battalion hid in the shade of the trees, looking at the murderous company of knives and applauding.

In an era when guns dominated the battlefield, this big blade should have retired from the stage of history, but the Chinese troops often ran low on ammunition, and often needed to fight the little devils several times in a battle.

Although the brothers were also equipped with bayonets, the quality was not up to par, and the number was very small, and there were only a few dozen brothers who could have bayonets.

As a result, many brethren who did not have bayonets either bought them from the black market or scavenged some broadswords from other places and used them in hand-to-hand combat.

Liu Yidao was born in the Northwest Army and was good at using broadswords, and after returning from his wounds, he suggested to Yang Ling that the broadsword company be reorganized and belonged to his three battalion commands.

And Liu Yidao personally served as an instructor and conducted special training for the big knife company, hoping that their training would become a force that made the little devils fearful.

"It's really good, although the little devils are very powerful, but I'm afraid I will have to bow down when I meet them!"

Brigade Commander Zhou Zhidao inspected the troops surrounded by a group of officers, and when he saw Liu Yidao, who was training, he couldn't help but praise him.

Yang Ling, who accompanied Zhou Zhidao on his inspection, echoed with a smile: "This Battalion Commander Liu is from the Northwest Army, and his sword skills are tricky and vicious, and ordinary people are not opponents."

"Oh? It turned out to be from the Northwest Army, no wonder I looked at the knife technique a little familiar, I thought that the 29th Army Broadsword Team was at the Xifeng Pass of the Great Wall, but the blood of killing the little devil with this big knife was like a river, but unfortunately it was ...... later. Alas, don't say it. ”

Although the 29th Army killed the devils in Xifengkou at the beginning, it was difficult to support it alone, with no reinforcements and no logistical support, and with the increase of the devils' troops, it was finally defeated.

Thinking of what happened to them, Yang Ling's heart was also aggrieved, and he felt aggrieved for those sacrificed soldiers, but fortunately, now all provinces and armies have united to resist foreign enemies, and the situation is better than at the beginning, I don't know how many times.

"Travel! Tuanza! ”

When Liu Yidao saw Yang Ling and them coming, he also hurriedly stopped training and trotted over to salute.

Zhou Zhidao returned the military salute, looked Liu Yidao up and down with a pair of eyes, looked at his scar and gun eyes, and couldn't help nodding secretly.

These scars and bullet holes are the best honor for a veteran, and they are awe-inspiring.

"You're doing a good job!" Zhou Zhidao praised in person.

Liu Yidao was also a person who couldn't stand the praise, his face was suddenly full of excitement, and he stepped forward and shouted: "Thank you for the compliment!"

"Okay, you practice hard, and if the killing effect is good, I invite you to become an instructor at the brigade headquarters and promote your broadsword technique throughout the brigade."

Hearing Brigade Commander Zhou Zhidao say this, Liu Yidao's face turned red with excitement, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"The sun is scorching, although you practice knives, you should also pay attention to rest, and it is better to relax in moderation." Zhou Zhidao instructed.

"Yes! Everything is as instructed by the Brigade. Liu Yidao hurriedly agreed.

Zhou Zhidao was in a good mood, and asked with concern: "Do you have any difficulties?" If there is a difficulty, we will raise it, and we will help solve it if we can solve it. ”

Liu Yidao had been praised by the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao for a few words, and was about to answer no, but he felt that his back was stabbed by Yang Ling, and he immediately stopped talking.

"What? A big man is still shy? Seeing Liu Yidao's twisted appearance, Zhou Zhidao was happy, and the officers around him covered their mouths and laughed.

If they knew that the one standing in front of them was the killing god on the battlefield, I am afraid they would not be able to laugh.

"Brigade, there is a ...... in difficulty" Liu Yidao said while looking at Zhou Zhidao's face.

"Speak." Zhou Zhidao put his hands behind his back and said proudly.

Liu Yidao had no worries, and hurriedly spoke: "Brigade seat, although our big sword company is strong in close combat, but once it is distanced by the devil, this combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and the burden of carrying a spear is heavy, see if you can equip us with some short guns......"

Brigade Commander Zhou Zhidao was also stunned, he didn't expect Liu Yidao to make such a request, and now the short guns of the troops include flower machine guns and shell pistols.

In the close-range shooting, he could suppress the devil to the death, and he had a platoon of guard pistols, but now he suddenly had to allocate nearly two hundred short guns and ammunition to Liu Yidao them, and he hesitated for a while.

"Brigade, if it's difficult, forget it, when I didn't say it."

Liu Yidao saw Zhou Zhidao hesitate and added.

Brigade Commander Zhou Zhidao now regrets that he said a lot, but he can't regret it in front of so many people.

"Although ammunition is scarce in the troops, there are still some in the warehouse, so how about I give you one hundred and fifty short guns and twenty thousand rounds of ammunition."

Liu Yidao didn't expect to be able to get an extra batch of short guns and ammunition, so he was about to jump up excitedly, and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you!" Thank you on behalf of the brethren! ”

Yang Ling also smiled quietly, the improvement of the combat effectiveness of the troops not only requires the brothers to be brave and good at fighting, but also the weapons and equipment have played a great role.

As a commander, he especially hopes that his troops will have as many weapons and equipment as possible, so that they can suppress the devils on the battlefield and increase the chances of the brothers surviving.