Climbing on cold ground for half an hour without moving, it was simply impossible to put it in his college days. But now, this is just the basis that every fighter can master.

Just keep the arm holding the gun for half an hour without moving, this action is relatively difficult, and few people without special training can do it.

Huang Chengcheng's bullet casing was placed on the muzzle of the gun, which was very dangerous. As long as the soldier with the gun moves or tilts slightly, the bullet casing will be cleared.

In ten minutes, half of the fighters dropped the bullet casings on the ground. And by the 20-minute mark, half of the fighters had been brushed off, and only a quarter remained.

Time passed little by little, and it was 30 minutes in the blink of an eye. There were only a few dozen fighters left on the field, and although it was winter, they were all sweating profusely and their bodies were tense, as if they were fighting a fierce white-knuckle battle.

The commissar took a few written paperwork and personally identified each of the winners who persevered and registered them for later use. By the time they walked to Yuan Pengfei's place, most of the fighters had already registered.

Zhao Gang squatted down and looked at the time on his watch, "You kid is good, it's been 40 minutes, can you still hold on?" ”

Yuan Pengfei didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, for fear of blowing the three bullet shells to the ground. He could only say softly and slowly: "Political commissar, if you want to practice, let's find time to practice again in the future, I want to ask if you have succeeded?" ”

Zhao Gang picked off the three bullet shells and teased: "I don't think there is much meat in the pot, if you want to eat it, you have to speed it up." ”

Yuan Pengfei suddenly jumped up from the ground and ran towards the cooking class. He turned around and shouted as he ran, and his voice blew to Zhao Gang's ears with the breeze, "Political Commissar Zhao, let's go back and talk again." ”

Zhao Gang touched his nose and smiled. This is a prank on his part, Yuan Pengfei is too smooth in front, and this third game will always create some obstacles for him, so that he will not be so proud.

Yuan Pengfei still got the third bowl of meat, of course, it was not because he ran fast, but because the old Wang of the cooking class was far-sighted, and suggested to the head of the regiment that he used some potatoes, vermicelli, and Chinese cabbage to stew in a pot.

And the people picked out in each game only have a big bowl full, and there is no second bowl. There were less than a hundred fighters selected in the three rounds, and there were only more than 100 bowls of meat, and there were still a lot of stews left, enough for dozens of people to eat again.

If it is really according to what Li Yunlong said, a pig kills and eats pure meat, and there will be only ghosts left!

The definition of eating good is different in each era, and the definition of fat pigs is also different. In the era of scarcity of materials, fatty meat with more oil and water is people's favorite, and nutrition is the best. In the era of abundant products, fat meat is avoided by people, and weight loss is the mainstream.

In modern times, pigs generally grow to about 200 catties before they are slaughtered because of rising costs and uncost-effective reasons. And in this era, people can't eat food, how can pigs have the opportunity to pile up a body of fat!

The pig killed this time is already the largest in the village, but even so, it only killed 80 catties of meat. If you just eat meat, a hundred or so pot-bellied men can eat it in one meal.

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After the Battle of the Hundred Regiments, the Eighth Route Army hibernated to rest its troops and further replenish its strength.

But some people aren't happy.

A certain chairman suddenly discovered that in the past two years, the Eighth Route Army had become 400,000 people, and the regular army alone had 105 regiments.

He remembered that on the troop formation table of the Military Commission of the Nationalist Government, the Eighth Route Army was only a unit with three divisions and six brigades under its jurisdiction and tens of thousands of people.

He lost his temper many times in front of his cronies: "Mother Xipi, who gave them the right to expand the army!" ”

As soon as the chairman of the committee is unhappy, the problem becomes somewhat complicated.

The Chinese army is full of internal frictions, not to mention the cooperation between each other, and in some places there is even a civil war, which makes the Japanese see the joke.

By 1941, friction within the Chinese military had calmed down. Yan Xishan, the grass on the wall, gave full play to his sleek side, and in the name of friendship between the two armies, he took the initiative to send an officer corps to the Eighth Route Army to exchange and study.

In this situation, Chu Yunfei, the head of the 358th Regiment, who had long heard of Li Yunlong's name, came to the Independent Regiment.

During the Battle of Xinkou, a wing of Sakata brutally defeated two divisions of the Central Army. During the Battle of Luye, the 358th Regiment also fought against him, and suffered nearly 300 casualties in just one hour, if they hadn't withdrawn quickly, the 358th Regiment would have been eaten by the Sakata Wing long ago.

Li Yunlong led a new regiment, and when surrounded by the enemy, he killed Sakata with one shot and broke through from the front. This kind of extraordinary record successfully attracted Chu Yunfei's curiosity.

Think about it, just because his 358th Regiment is holding the backward equipment of the Eighth Route Army, and is surrounded by the most elite Sakata Wing of the Japanese army, can he play such a record?

Li Yunlong was neither from the Whampoa Military Academy, nor did he go to any martial arts hall, strictly speaking, he was born with a mud leg. Such a person and such a record show that this person has his unique merits and has something he can learn.

With an attitude of learning, Chu Yunfei met Li Yunlong, who was like an old peasant, and also saw an independent regiment that was unique but still not surprising.

When the two meet, it is a business blow.

Chu Yunfei: "Captain Li, I have admired my name for a long time. ”

"Where, where, your 358th Regiment is the main force in the Second War Zone, the trump card of Chief Yan! Our independent regiment doesn't even have a number, and if we make a meritorious service one day, Chief Yan doesn't know where to reward us.

You head Chu can come to our small temple and come to see me, that is to give me Li Yunlong face, I Li Mou is fortunate in my third life! Li Yunlong arched his hand and said very politely.

Chu Yunfei said lightly: "Head Li, don't be polite. Although the contemptible people have not seen Commander Li, the name of Commander Li has long been like thunder.

In the World War II Zone, from the commander to the commanders of all armies, divisions, and regiments, they all knew that Commander Li led his troops to defeat the Bantian Wing, Li Jiapo fought a battle, and your department became famous in a war, and Chu admired it.

Everyone fought under the same military flag, belonged to the same battle sequence of the national army, and served the country under the command of Chairman Chiang and Chief Yan. Everyone should be called brothers, can I call the two Brother Yunlong and Brother Zhao? ”

Li Yunlong laughed: "No problem, Brother Chu, please." ”

Yuan Pengfei was training at the moment and did not see this wonderful scene. Later, he listened to the conversation between the two regiment leaders from the monk, and in addition to admiring Chu Yunfei's communication skills, he deeply regretted it.

If he had known that Chu Yunfei would be coming, he would definitely be blocked at the regiment headquarters in advance to witness this wonderful scene, and if there was a camera that could record it, it would be even more wonderful.

It's a pity.

However, during the later visit, Yuan Pengfei was still a member of the broadsword team, and showed the majesty of the broadsword team to the head of Chu on the training ground, and witnessed the two captains' words and swords by the way.

Chu Yunfei commented: "Commander Li, your big sword team seems to have obtained the number of sword techniques of my Northwest 29th Army. ”

Li Yunlong: "It seems that Head Chu is an expert, Zhang Dabiao!" ”

"Here."

"Come here."

Zhang Dabiao quickly stopped training and trotted in front of Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong proudly introduced: "This is my first battalion commander, who served as a platoon commander in the broadsword team of the 29th Army. ”

Chu Yunfei exclaimed: "Brother Yunlong is really able to recruit talents from all over the world. ”

"Commander Chu can't collect waste exclusively!" Li Yunlong said thoughtfully.

Chu Yunfei smiled, "Captain Sun Ming." ”

"Here."

"Commander Li is testing our 358th regiment!"

Sun Ming understood it at one point, and hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Everyone, it's ugly." ”

Seeing Sun Ming standing in front of the two sandbags, the soldiers of the Broadsword Team didn't know why, and cast inquiring glances at each other, but they didn't know what ability they were going to show.

Yuan Pengfei recalled it at once, Sun Ming wanted to show two fingers, and stabbed the sandbag with two fingers at a very close distance. Ordinary people do this, their fingers have to be broken, that is, this kind of practitioner can have this kind of ability.

Sure enough, Sun Ming's successful display amazed the soldiers. Although he was not allowed to make a noise due to the military order, the look of amazement in his eyes could not be hidden.

Li Yunlong had suffered losses from the 358 regiment before, where could he let Chu Yunfei overwhelm him!

He shouted: "Monk, also show our head Chu a hand, even if we have a martial arts between the two armies." ”

"Yes."

Monk Wei thought of a shocking performance, and quickly stepped forward and stood in front of an earthen wall.

Calm, calm, and accumulating, with a loud shout, Monk Wei kicked down most of the walls with a roundabout kick, and a puff of dust was raised.

"Good, good, good."

The fighters of the broadsword team let out a burst of applause, some clapped, some stretched out their thumbs, and some raised the broadsword in their hands. This is much more shocking than Sun Ming stabbing two sandbags, not to mention that this is still his own person, no one will cherish his throat and spare his strength.

Monk Wei also showed a happy smile, waiting for the praise of the regiment commander and political commissar.

However, Political Commissar Zhao's political consciousness was not ordinarily high, and he reprimanded: "What is good, this is the destruction of the property of the masses." Yuan Pengfei informed the guard platoon to give the fellow villagers a heavy wall and make it stronger. ”

The smile on Monk Wei's face disappeared in an instant, but it immediately resurfaced.

"Your subordinate has a bit of Shaolin fists!" Chu Yunfei said.

"That's right, he was originally a monk who worked in the Shaolin Temple for a few days." Li Yunlong's expression was not to mention how proud, and he also asked Monk Wei to show the ring scar on his head.

After exchanging a few words, Chu Yunfei was not to be outdone to show off his marksmanship, and finally gave a Browning pistol as a souvenir to end the visit and exchange of the independent regiment.

Yuan Pengfei was only a trick called by Political Commissar Zhao this time, and he had no chance to show his marksmanship at all.

After all, the two new types of troops, sharpshooters and bombardiers, are the secrets of the independent regiment, and it is absolutely impossible to show them in a big way and let Chu Yunfei learn them.