Yang Dashu changed into a well-fitting military uniform, and returned from a series of vicious battles with the devils, with a little more killing aura on his body, and at this moment his burly and sturdy body stood up on the steps, like a door god who didn't want to attract attention. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The decadent and lazy rout soldiers also noticed Yang Ling and them in their brand-new military uniforms, but they quickly looked away and pursed their lips in disdain, because they had been so spirited before, and they had not been beaten to the ground by devils.

These routs not only lost the battle on the battlefield, but were also defeated by the fierce devils, and although they were still alive at the moment, they became numb, decadent and depressed, like the walking dead, without the slightest spirit.

Without the approval of the Ministry of Military Affairs, Liu Xing directly opened his mouth to give Yang Ling the establishment of a battalion, and asked him to collect the defeated defeated soldiers and stragglers, and help maintain law and order in Jiangyin County, which was also in mind for the school examination.

If Yang Ling really has the ability to pull up a rout and exert his combat effectiveness, then it is not difficult for him to apply to the Ministry of Military Affairs for the establishment of a battalion, but if Yang Ling does not have that ability, there is no need for him to waste his efforts.

Being able to be in the high position of the commander of the Jiangfang Group, although Liu Xing values Yang Ling, who killed the devil lieutenant general, but he still needs to take further examinations, after all, Yang Ling was born at the grassroots level and has no military school background, so he is still not very relieved, he needs further examinations, and what he needs is a capable person who can really fight.

Yang Ling naturally didn't know about the careful thoughts of the commander Liu Xing, what he cared about was real power, and instead of being a bare-knuckle deputy, it was better to hold a battalion of troops.

As long as there are soldiers in hand, with their own ability, they may not be able to train a tiger and wolf army, and then it will be a nightmare for devils.

He didn't care what Liu Xing was thinking, but since he gave himself this opportunity, he had to seize it and pull the team up first.

Although these contained rout soldiers look sluggish, they have also seen blood on the battlefield, crawling in the pile of dead, they just need to rebuild their confidence, much stronger than those recruits, this is the best source of soldiers, how can they miss it.

"Get up! Gather! Assembled! ”

Yang Dashu is still the captain and company commander, but now he enjoys the treatment of a major battalion commander, and he also gave a reward of 1,000 yuan last night.

When the three or five lazy soldiers in the camp heard such a roar, they just glanced at Yang Dashu, and then what should they do, they didn't bother to take care of Yang Dashu at all.

Yang Dashu saw that these routs were indifferent, and suddenly his face was a little unbearable, and he cursed in his heart, and he shook off his steps and walked towards a few rout soldiers who were sitting on the steps in a daze.

"Get up! Gather! Yang Dashu stretched out his hand and dragged up the two defeated soldiers sitting on the ground: "Get up for Lao Tzu!" Are you deaf or whatever! ”

"What the hell are you howling, what should you do, don't mess with Lao Tzu! Annoying. The two routs were also quite horizontal, and they were dragged up by Yang Dashu, and the fierce appearance of blowing their beards and glaring at them made Yang Dashu subconsciously let go.

"Hahaha, it turned out to be an unseeded one." There were soldiers around who saw that although Yang Dashu had a loud voice, he was frightened and had no sound, and immediately laughed.

The unbridled laughter of the defeated soldiers made Yang Dashu's face turn red and a little annoyed, and he glanced back at Yang Ling, who was standing there expressionlessly, and a ruthless color flashed on his face.

"Stand up and assemble for Lao Tzu!" Yang Dashu launched a ruthless attack, turned around and raised his foot to kick the two routs who sat down again to the ground.

"What are you laughing at! Get over there and assemble! ”

"And a few of you!"

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Yang Dashu was also fierce when he launched a rush, took off the rifle in his hand and smashed it with the butt of the rifle and kicked it, and a large group of routs were driven to the open space in the middle of the camp by him like ducks.

"Mara, mad dog from there! Disturb Lao Tzu's sleep early in the morning!! A few people in half-open clothes came out of the house scolding, and saw Yang Dashu yelling in front of them.

Although these people were fierce, Yang Dashu was not afraid, grabbed the butt of the gun and smashed it: "You stuffed donkey hair in your ears?!" Roll over to the collection! ”

But Yang Dashu kicked the iron plate this time, but these routs were Lian Jiazi, and before the butt of the gun was smashed down, he was taken away by the other party, although he was burly, but he was knocked to the ground in two hits.

"Damn, this is a rebellion!" Qin Shou saw Yang Dashu being thrown to the ground, cursed, grabbed the butt of the gun and was about to go up to help, but Yang Ling stretched out his hand to stop him.

Yang Ling walked leisurely to a few ruthless stubbles, looked them up and down, although they were dressed in tatters, but they were not as thin as the other routs, but they were very strong, and they were quite ruthless, and they beat Yang Dashu's nosebleeds.

"That part of you?!" Yang Ling asked in a deep voice with a cold face.

These defeated soldiers like to fight hard and bravely, and they are used to being arrogant, and they don't take Yang Ling, the major battalion commander, into account at all.

A rout soldier raised his neck and replied: "Lao Tzu's 87th Division!"

"Lao Tzu's 88th Division!" Someone shouted after him.

Hearing that these people were German armor masters, the rest of the rout soldiers all showed gloating expressions, waiting to see how Yang Ling would end.

The German armor division is the elite of the whole army, and it is famous for protecting the short, and he is used to being arrogant, although Yang Ling is the commander of the major battalion, but looking for trouble with these soldiers here, I am afraid that the life will not be good.

Several of the defeated soldiers were full of arrogance, although the German armor division suffered heavy losses in Shanghai, but it was also the main division, after several rounds of rectification, the strength still existed, and they looked down on other miscellaneous troops at all.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care which division you belong to, but now get out of there for me to gather at once!" Yang Ling's voice was cold, almost sticking to the noses of several defeated soldiers and roaring.

"If Lao Tzu doesn't ......"

Before the rout who wanted to play tricks finished speaking, his body had already involuntarily flew out, and he hit the door panel with a bang, rolling on the ground in pain.

"Fuck! Hit him! These defeated soldiers from the German mechanic were suddenly angry, they have always been the only ones who bully people, how can they be bullied, and they shouted and raised their fists and smashed towards Yang Ling.

They have always been arrogant, and they are very united internally, and when they saw their brothers being beaten, they didn't even care that Yang Ling was the chief, and they would start fighting if they disagreed.

Qin Shou and the others were suddenly anxious, the German mechanics were famous, they were all elites, and they were worried that Yang Ling would suffer a loss, so they hurriedly stepped forward to help.

But the corners of Yang Ling's mouth hooked up a sneer, the German mechanic was really nothing in his eyes, he didn't dodge or dodge in the face of the fist that smashed over, his big hand reached out, and he directly grabbed the opponent's wrist and twisted it, and made the opponent's shoulder dislocate with a click.

Yes!

In just one face, the four arrogant German armor division routs all lay on the ground, and the rest of the rout soldiers who watched were stunned, looking at Yang Ling's thin appearance, he turned out to be a ruthless man, and he couldn't help but show fear on the ground.

These routs are all people with good strength, but they never thought that Yang Ling suddenly appeared so powerful, but they are all frank masters, although they can't hang up after being beaten, they are convinced, because they only admire the strong.

"This sir, our brother is not as good as you, and we are willing to accept the punishment for the following offense of attacking the sir, but can you let us know what your name is before accepting the punishment?" Seeing Yang Ling turn around, a defeated soldier who bared his teeth in pain hurriedly shouted to Yang Ling.

Yang Ling stopped and replied: "Yang Ling, the commander of the guerrilla battalion directly under the Jiangfang Group Army Headquarters, if you are not convinced, even if you come to me in the future, I Yang Ling will accompany you at any time."

"You are the battalion commander Yang who killed the devil general?" The defeated soldier looked surprised.

Yang Dashu said with pride on his face: "Of course, except for our battalion commander, who has the ability to kill the devil general."