Zhao Gang's words, Li Yunlong didn't seem to listen to them, but wrote another word on the paper.

Seeing Li Yunlong write this, Zhao Gang was angry, the materials of the Eighth Route Army were so tight, you Li Yunlong still dared to scribble on the paper, "Hey, what are you writing here, I see that this is like ancient Egyptian, or it is a book from heaven, anyway, it is not a Chinese character."

Hearing this, Li Yunlong immediately slapped the table and glared, and then stood up: "Lao Tzu doesn't write! What's the use of me learning it, as long as I can fight. That Xiucai has a high culture, but no matter how high the culture is, can he beat the devil away?"

"The problem is that there is no culture, and the battle is not easy to fight." Zhao Gang said earnestly.

"Joke, I've fought hundreds of battles, big and small, which one of them was won by culture?"

"You, this is a rat's eye. Our team can't always be uneducated......

"Anyway, I don't learn anymore, learning a few words is more tiring than fighting." Saying that, Li Yunlong wanted to leave.

Seeing this, Zhao Gang hurriedly stopped, "Lao Li, don't go. I'm telling you that a battle is won by culture."

When Li Yunlong heard this, he immediately became interested, "Let's talk about it."

"Remember when I came with those fellows?"

"Remember, now they're all soldiers of our regiment."

"Do you know the battle to deliver them?" Zhao Gang asked.

"I asked the monk about this, and he was stupid, and what he said was like a myth, and I didn't bother to listen to it in the end."

"If you don't understand the mystery, then this battle is really like a myth."

"Then you talk about it, let my old Li also have a long insight." Li Yunlong sat down again, intending to listen to Zhao Gang recount the battle process.

The battle in Liudaogou was different from that of Monk Wei who became a monk halfway, but Zhao Gang participated in it from beginning to end.

And at that time, Xu San also simply told him about the weakness of the previous one.

Although Zhao Gang didn't react at that time, after such a long time, Zhao Gang still figured out something.

He is not only a student of Kang University, but also a student of Yan University, although he has not studied psychology, but he still hears about it, and then gathers his experience, and finally pushes the principle to a point.

Sorted out the ideas, eliminated the useless, and explained in detail usefully.

After Li Yunlong listened, he slapped the table, "Okay, this person is a character! I only brought a monk to him, and I dared to stop the devil's convoy, and I admired him, this kind of character has a chance, and my Lao Li must meet him."

"This is a waiting opportunity, after all, his status is special." Zhao Gang reminded.

"Of course I know that."

"You know the benefits of culture this time, right? He dared to stop the devil's convoy because he was proficient in Japanese and psychology."

Listening to a wonderful battle, Li Yunlong was in a good mood, but he still didn't want to write, so he said to Zhao Gang with a hippie smile: "Let's go and see the training of the fighters first, and then I'll come back to study, okay?" My political commissar Zhao."

Zhao Gang looked at Li Yunlong and sighed lightly, "Okay, you are the regiment commander, and you have the final say about the battle." But after reading it, I will definitely come back and continue to learn."

The independent regiment does not have a school field, so it can train wherever there is open space, and if there is no open space, it can also train in a random place, so the training area of the independent regiment is very scattered, it can be a grove, it can be a wasteland, or it can be a drying field.

I first found Zhang Dabiao outside the village and asked about the training status, but I didn't expect this kid to want protective gear.

Li Yunlong was very unhappy, so he began to curse again, "Do you want protective gear? Damn, if the labor and management are rich, everyone is equipped with a submachine gun, and the mother's little devils are all sudden."

"What do you mean, Captain?" Zhang Dabiao asked.

"If you want to practice assassination, you must practice according to actual combat, don't be afraid of getting hurt, it's better to be injured during training than to be killed by devils on the battlefield. Go, practice hard, I feel that I am not interested in practicing and go to the second camp to practice."

"Yes!"

Immediately, Zhang Dabiao dragged his first battalion to find the bad luck of the second battalion, because the day before yesterday in the confrontation practice with them, his own soldiers suffered a little loss, so he had to find a place today.

And this time I was ordered to go and find a venue.

Looking at the roaring ground battalion, Li Yunlong still missed the new regiment a little in his heart, at least he didn't have to worry so much about training.

glanced back at Zhao Gang, "Big Political Commissar, let's go, let's go and watch the first and second battalions practice?"

Less than a mile out of the village is the training ground of the second battalion, at the moment they are practicing assassination in pairs, when they see the second battalion screaming and rushing past, they know that these boys have come to find the field.

Without an order from the battalion commander, the soldiers formed a formation on their own and rushed over.

There were many veterans of the second battalion, and the response was also fast, and the most critical formation was not chaotic, so the moment the two battalions came into contact, they had the upper hand.

However, this upper hand did not last long, and it was leveled by the first battalion.

There are many recruits in the first battalion, and newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and the key battalion commander also said that training is like actual combat, and it should be like going to the battlefield.

In this way, there are more black hands, and there are more black hands, which will flatten the gap brought about by combat experience.

"Come on, come on, come on, the soldiers of the second battalion come on!" A crisp female voice appeared on the training ground.

Most of the men in the barracks were men, and the appearance of a female voice made the soldiers of the first battalion distracted for a moment, trying to find the source of the sound.

But with such a distraction, the second battalion found an opportunity to suppress the momentum of the first battalion again.

Zhang Dabiao, who was watching the battle from a distance, saw this situation and immediately stopped doing it, and said to the second battalion commander next to him: "Old Shen, this is not right, why do you still ask for foreign aid if you can't fight this way."

"Whoever invited foreign aid, Teacher Ji didn't play! She was just cheering us on from the sidelines. Who else can't beat it, and now it's clear that our battalion has the upper hand." Shen Quan, the commander of the second battalion, said unhurriedly, with a bright smile on his face, because the second battalion had the upper hand on the battlefield now.

Looking at Shen Quan's smile, Zhang Dabiao scolded: "Fart, isn't the off-field support considered foreign aid?"

At this time, the situation on the field has changed, because it was frequently blackened, so the second battalion was also beaten out of anger, and it also followed the blackhand.

So, the two battalions came and went, the wooden guns flew up and down, and the screams and shouts of killing kept coming.

Due to the fierce fighting, the two battalion commanders were itchy and wanted to play, but at this moment, a man ran in his direction.

Soon the girl ran to the two battalion commanders and stopped, then held her knees with both hands, and panted heavily, and when she was panting, she gave a military salute to the two battalion commanders, "Hello Comrade First Battalion Commander, Hello Comrade Second Battalion Commander!"

The two battalion commanders returned the salute at the same time, "Hello Instructor Ji Wushuang."

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