|151Kanshu.com text|.| Chapter 2: Sharpening the Sword (Part I)

"Grandpa is an idealist." When the journey of the grandparents and grandchildren is coming to an end. John Zhang finally came to a conclusion.

Zhang Songling smiled. Neither recognized. There is no refutation either. In the inner world. He does not reject the word "idealism". Although at the end of the twentieth century in China. The word has taken on a vaguely derogatory connotation.

In a way. They are all idealists. Grandpa Wei, Lao Gou, Liao Wenhua. There are also Zhou Jue, Tian Fatzi, and Lu Ming. Although they say different things. Dreaming different dreams. But. There is an ideal that belongs to each of them. That is. Let yourself. Own family and friends around you. And their own children and grandchildren. No more enslavement from foreign nations. No more bullying.

For the sake of this ideal. Tian Fatzi, Grandpa Wei and Lao Gou and others have paid with their lives. However, he Zhang Songling is still alive. Therefore, he, Zhang Songling, must inherit this ideal. Until the day when it is finally realized. It's his obligation. It is also the fate of his life. The first time I woke up from Meng Xiaoyu's hospital bed. He already understood that. So before the mission is accomplished. He is not qualified to care about the benefits and losses.

The soul in his shell no longer belonged to him. He is both himself. And also all of them.

So the Redbeard took the initiative to reach out. When he was invited to stay and fight devils together. He accepted without even hesitation. He didn't even ask what position the other party was going to arrange for him. How much can you get paid each month?

For him. Able to stand on the front line against the Japanese invaders. That's enough. Is it a partisan or a regular army. There is no essential difference. If Peng Xuewen didn't talk much before, tell him a word. At this moment, Sun Lianzhong is still looking for a way in Chongqing. He may still have a trace of nostalgia for the old twenty-sixth road in his heart. Now since the reconstruction of the old 26th Road is basically far away. Find a team near you to join. Carry a gun and kill the devil with a few friends who want to take pictures. Almost taken for granted.

This decision. Won a cheer all around. When his hand was withdrawn from Redbeard's hand. Survivors of the Lama Ditch guerrillas. It doesn't matter if he has any injuries on his body. They all stepped forward one by one. Hold him on the shoulders with the etiquette of the locals. Slap him the back. Welcome.

The partisans were very simple. They passed through the mouths of Zheng Xiaobao and Zhao Tianlong and others. I have long been able to tell what Zhang Songling has done for the guerrillas these days. Get a clear idea. They knew who won for the guerrillas to defeat the horse thieves of all stripes. A chance to turn the tide of battle once and for all. They saw the dust on Zhang Songling's face and the blood stains on his body. Keep it in mind. The vast majority of them know about gratitude. And the way they repay the kindness. From now on, Zhang Songling is regarded as a brother who can live and die together. From then on, I never thought about whether he was a lieutenant colonel of the Kuomintang or not. Does it have anything to do with military command?

So when the red beard solemnly declared. The guerrilla banner will be modeled after the cavalry squadron. A new infantry squadron is formed. When handed over to Zhang Songling to lead. From top to bottom. No one objected. Everyone is looking forward to the knowledgeable person in front of me. Captain Zhang with accurate marksmanship. It can create a different force for the guerrillas. And the guerrillas in this battle. More than half of the grassroots cadres have been lost. It does take a capable. Someone of prestige comes to take on the heavy responsibility.

It's just Zhang Songling himself. But he was taken aback by Redbeard's decision. Don't wait for the cheers around to fall. I quickly waved my hands and refused loudly." No way. No way. Captain Wang. You made this decision too hastily. I'm new here. Not an inch of success. I really can't afford your love."

"What does it mean to not have done an inch? If it's not you. The Lamagou guerrillas have long been picked on by the little devils." Redbeard pressed Zhang Songling's hand down. Wrap your arms around his shoulders and add loudly. Besides, your 3rd Squadron is currently just an empty shelf. Not even a single soldier except you, the squadron leader."

"Ahh Zhang Songling was slightly stunned. I don't know that Redbeard has put a non-existent squadron in his own hands. What the hell do you want to do?

"It's not just your third squadron. Lao Tzu turned out to be those two squadrons. Basically, they were also mutilated." Taking advantage of Zhang Songling's stunned kung fu. Redbeard quickly knocked bricks and nails." Today I brought the brothers who are desperate with the little devils. More than half of them are borrowed from others. Wait for them to go. The guerrillas immediately had to be turned into empty shelves. For the sake of us all to continue to fight with the little devils. You third squadron. From now on, it will be the recruit teaching corps of our Lamagou guerrillas. It's up to you to be the head of the coach. Help me take on the task of recruiting and training. We've got to do whatever we can. ..... quickly"

The position of squadron leader was not resigned. In the blink of an eye, the position of the head coach of the recruits was carried on his shoulders. Let Zhang Songling not scratch his head. Didn't wait for Redbeard to finish speaking. He immediately interrupted loudly." Captain Wang. Captain Wang. You listen to me. I was a student soldier who only joined the army in June last year. After less than three months of training, he went to war. I don't know how to command at all. I also have a very superficial understanding of military training. In case ......"

"No more excuses." Redbeard's arms tightened. strangled the second half of Zhang Songling's sentence back into his stomach." If you excuse yourself, you won't give me Redbeard's face. What's that. You don't know how to command anymore. Always take someone to fight the little devil head-on.... What about my side. This is the first time to open foreign meat. Don't leave the matter of recruit training to you. Who else can I give it to.. Leave it to you. Even if you can't train an elite team in a short period of time. At least you have previous experience. Can tell everyone what they should pay attention to when fighting with little devils. It will make the brethren sacrifice a few. A change of layman came up. In case one day we meet a large army of little devils. I can't become a living target for others."

"yes. Captain Zhang, don't be modest. We really need you to carry the beams. The little devils are the ones who refuse to suffer. This time it's in our hands. I will definitely gather a large group of people to come and retaliate." Lu Feng, the deputy captain of the guerrillas, also stepped forward. Help Redbeard to persuade Zhang Songling together.

"This.." Zhang Songling was still a little hesitant. I don't know if I should accept Redbeard's arrangement. Up to now. His knowledge of the partisans and his knowledge of the surroundings were very limited. In case you mess up the recruit training thing. The impact on the guerrillas is great.

He didn't wait for him to give his reasons. The Irumo Dragon, who had an arm around his neck, also stepped forward. Raise your elbow and rub it on his shoulder a few times. Say aloud, "Okay. You're welcome. What's so embarrassing about being a squadron leader. You see. I didn't join the guerrillas as soon as I did. He became the captain of a cavalry squadron. No matter what, you are from the regular army. It's better than me to mess around."