As a proper recruit, Han Feng is not familiar with the third class, and he is even less familiar with the new regiment, as for everything he is familiar with, it is just from the screen of later generations! Who knows what the real situation looks like?

Han Feng decided to actually investigate all this, after all, this was the beginning of his life in the first life, and he had to be fully prepared.

At this time, the new regiment had not yet begun to fight frequently with the Japanese, and if they did not take the initiative to attack in guerrilla mode, the Japanese troops who were too lazy to trouble would turn a blind eye, so the new regiment was able to temporarily steal a few days of stability.

Han Feng picked up a red tassel gun and held it in his hand, the gun barrel made of ash wood feels very good, it is very good to play the performance of ash wood, flexible and elastic, the tip of the iron gun tightly wraps the ash wood, and the place where it is wrapped is tied with blood-red tassels, it is said that blood red can be fused with the blood of the enemy who is killed, and it has the effect of boosting morale and deterring the enemy.

But what Han Feng's heart gave birth to was a feeling that in this era of thermal weapons warfare, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army were still sweating here to practice cold weapons like red tassel guns.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten, you are a martial arts master, what can you do if you bravely rush to kill with a red tassel spear? There is a fart, the devil fights over with a shuttle, and no matter how godlike the martial arts master is, he has to hate it, and it is not a level of battle at all.

When Han Feng was holding the red tassel gun and playing with it in his hand, Liu Zheng, the squad leader, walked over, "Three stunned, what are you doing?" ”

"Look at the red tassel gun."

"Like this? This is a good thing, a lot of little devils just died under the red tassel gun, the old ancestors' things are good, you have an open brain now, if you want to learn, come over with other comrades tomorrow! ”

Han Feng kicked the red tassel gun that was still under his feet, and said with a wry smile: "Squad leader, it's not very useful to learn this thing, in front of the devil's machine gun cannon, our red tassel gun is like a toy in the hands of a child, it can't do anything, it can only die in vain." ”

Liu Zheng is still not very comfortable with Han Feng's sudden "brain opening", and he is not suitable for Han Feng's rhetoric, the grassroots soldiers of the Eighth Route Army are very pure, as long as they say that they can kill devils and things, everyone is willing to learn, but there has never been a recruit like Han Feng, who despises backward cold weapons like the red tassel gun.

Liu Zheng sighed, his gaze seemed to be caught in a memory.

"Three stunned, you're right, our red tassel gun is too weak compared to the devil's machine gun, I still remember that ambush battle, dozens of soldiers, dozens of our soldiers who charged with red tassel guns! In the blink of an eye, he was shot down by all three machine gunners of the devil, and none of them survived, they were all good players in the team who had been dart masters and practiced martial arts......"

Liu Zheng's expression came back from the pain, revealing a little excitement and said: "But then again, we have few weapons, and a few soldiers can only carry a native gun, the red tassel gun, a powerful old weapon, that can also be used greatly, I still remember that time to fight the bayonet, fortunately, the red tassel gun in my hand is long enough, the ancestor is an inch long and an inch strong, the little devil suffered a big loss, and I poked several transparent holes." You know, there are a lot of warriors in our team who can't even get their hands on a faster scythe! ”

Han Feng stopped talking, he knew that he had ignored the difficulties of the Anti-Japanese War years, these martyrs who fought for their lives in the war, even with their bare hands, never lost the courage to fight to the death with the enemy holding machine guns, this is a kind of greatness, and should not be despised or insulted by anyone at any time.

Han Feng suddenly put away his usual uninhibited attitude and bowed deeply to Liu Zheng, "Squad leader, I will train with you tomorrow." ”

"Ahh Liu Zheng was a little stunned, looking at Han Feng, whose expression suddenly became solemn, he always felt a little weird, how could these three stunned people completely seem to have changed after their heads were opened.

Han Feng then thought about the next problem of getting along with his comrades-in-arms, so he couldn't ask people's names one by one!

So taking advantage of the squad leader Liu Zheng, Han Feng shifted away from the previous heavy topic and asked: "By the way, squad leader, I just came, and I don't know a comrade-in-arms in the squad, you can introduce me to it!"

Liu Zheng smiled: "Also, I forgot to introduce you when you first came." ”

Han Feng: ......

A big fool in your eyes, whoever is serious is really a big fool!

"There are four recruit comrades like you this time, and the short one is called ......"

"Xu Jingyou, there is also a big man named Zhu Dazhi, squad leader, I know these two people, you tell me about the others, I am basically familiar with everyone these days, but I can't remember everyone's name."

Liu Zhengdao: "That's okay, among the recruits, the youngest one is the child who tied two small whips with a straw rope, his name is Zhang Erwa, and the other one is about the same age as him is called Xu Xiao." The others are veterans who have been in the army for more than half a year, the one who can eat the most every time the pot is Li Hai, the strong black face is Zhou Daniu, and the other is Bao Taiping, who loves to smirk, you are familiar with this, and there is also a Si Siwen named Hu Chengwen, I heard that there is a show talent on the ancestor! The last one is called Wang Chengzhu......"

"Who?" Han Feng was stunned.

"Wang Chengzhu."

"Wang Chengzhu! Is it the one who hit the mortar with the right one? Han Feng was slightly stunned, but he remembered the scene in the opening of "Bright Sword", a little soldier named Wang Chengzhu knocked out the headquarters of the Japanese Sakata Wing with two cannons, and achieved Li Yunlong's prestige.

Could it be the one in your class? Han Feng suddenly became excited, obediently, this will be the first familiar big brother in the history of "Bright Sword" that he came into contact with, it seems that everything is still the appearance of his memory.

Liu Zheng was stunned by Han Feng's words, "Mortar? Three stunned, are you kidding? It's our brigade headquarters, I heard that there are not a few, and there are only a few mortars in a few main regiments. Wang Chengzhu's mortar hit accurately? I haven't really heard of that. ”

Han Feng smiled slightly awkwardly: "Haha, squad leader, I'll just make a joke, I'll continue with the topic just now!" ”

"Why are you so dabbling?" Liu Zheng couldn't figure out the situation, so he had to continue: "Three stunned, we are all a team that fights devils to protect the motherland, in the words of educated people, we are like-minded comrades, and the comrades in our third class are very good, you usually have to have a good relationship with everyone!" ”

"Squad leader, don't worry."

Han Feng hurriedly finished talking to the squad leader Liu Zheng, he didn't care about Liu Zheng's doubts, turned around and ran to the shop in his class, most of the soldiers in the third squad were resting there, and he couldn't wait to see who Wang Chengzhu of the Bantian United Team was killed by this cannon.

In the end, according to the description of the squad leader Liu Zheng, Han Feng found Wang Chengzhu who was cleaning up the bed in the house.

Like most of the children of authentic Chinese farmers in that period, Wang Chengzhu's complexion was dark, different from the fat bright sword Wang Chengzhu in Han Feng's memory, this real version of Wang Chengzhu was thin and ordinary, but the occasional brilliance in his eyes was very focused, that is, folding a quilt, as if it also aroused his attention and spirit.

Han Feng didn't think about it, a serious military career also needs a childlike and fun adjustment, he patted Wang Chengzhu's shoulder, this shoulder is different from Wang Chengzhu's thinness, but it is very strong and symmetrical.

"Pillars?"

Han Feng asked with a smile, Wang Chengzhu turned his head, a little stunned......

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