All the traitors were frightened by Zhao Gang's decisiveness, and they all surrendered honestly with the way of survival that it was better to die than to live, and no one dared to die again.

Although the public trial sounds scary, maybe it is just a labor reform?

Because the current location is not safe, there is a possibility that the devil's troops may appear at any time. Therefore, after resting for a while in a relatively hidden position, the soldiers of the preserved fruit barely recovered their strength and immediately prepared to set off.

Before leaving, Zhao Gang walked to the front of the preserved soldiers and said:

"Comrades of the Central Army, I am Zhao Gang, political commissar of the New Second Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army, hello everyone."

"Next, I will lead you to the station of the new second regiment, and after you have recovered your health, you will decide for yourself whether to leave or stay."

For the commander of the Eighth Route Army who saved him, the soldier was grateful from the bottom of his heart, and he was even more in awe after knowing that the sharpshooter was this political commissar.

It's just that it's hard for them to overlap this white scholar with the image of a master who kills five enemies with six shots.

Everyone had no opinion on Zhao Gang's proposal at all, because there might be another battle at any time, and the soldiers also picked up the weapons of the devils and the puppet army and immediately headed north.

At this time, the traitor, who did not have a criminal record and had completely clean hands, took the initiative to help the weak soldier.

As soon as they thought that they were about to reach the territory of the Eighth Route Army, they began to work hard to behave and strive for a lighter treatment.

But those traitors who obviously did things that were sorry for their ancestors and hurt the people were all depressed at this time.

The weapons were seized, and the political commissar led by the other party was so fierce, this part of the people had been completely rotten and waiting for death. If it weren't for biting their tongues and killing themselves, it would hurt too much to get their hands down, and they would all want to cut themselves off.

But come to think of it, how can you still be a traitor if you have the courage to commit suicide, these wastes who are greedy for life and afraid of death will never be able to stick to the wall.

Under the leadership of the communicator, Zhao Gang led a group of remnants of the defeated generals to the defense area of the new second regiment. In less than five minutes, they were spotted by a comrade on patrol.

After this little comrade saw a strange combination in the distance, he immediately stepped forward to check the specific situation.

Although his tactical moves are very standard, everyone present except Zhao Gang is a battle-hardened veteran. Moreover, the guard arranged by the brigade commander was himself from the reconnaissance company, in order to take Zhao Gang and run away with Zhao Gang after discovering the enemy, so many people found this sentry almost at the same time.

Wei Dayong, who had recovered a certain amount of physical strength, took the initiative to ask Ying to be Zhao Gang's guard on the road, although he was now in the territory of the Eighth Route Army, but the monk still dutifully took the 38 big cover and shouted to the left front:

"What people! Come out! We have the commissar of the new 2nd Regiment in our ranks! ”

Coincidentally, this sentry was also from Henan, and after hearing Wei Dayong's Henan Mandarin, he let down his vigilance. But soon he realized one thing, the new second regiment did not have a political commissar yet.

Exposed in front of so many people, the little soldier looked like he was at home, and he thought that he had encountered the devil agent team that was published in the newspaper some time ago.

Zhao Gang took out his appointment letter at this time and took the initiative to clarify the misunderstanding.

The soldiers who had participated in the literacy class could read the letter of appointment, and when they knew that the person who came was really a political commissar sent by their superiors, the little soldier immediately smiled and stepped forward to lead the way.

As he got closer and closer to the regimental station, Zhao Gang saw waves of busy soldiers. Some of them are helping the villagers grow Chinese cabbage and corn, and some are doing daily training.

This well-organized and vibrant appearance made Zhao Gang's eyes light up, and he constantly praised Li Yunlong in his heart.

After arriving at the regimental headquarters, there was a special person to arrange for the preserved fruit soldiers to rest, and the cooking class was to bring them millet porridge to raise people.

As early as when Zhao Gang came to the regiment headquarters, Huzi reported this matter to Li Yunlong.

Although he had been looking forward to it for several days, Grand Master Li still decided to put on a score. After all, few people can agree with him on the matter of subjective initiative.

And because of the influence of that bastard surnamed Zhang, he was very resistant to cultural people, and sometimes he would even complain about why Master Hu didn't kill that traitor with one shot.

In Li Yunlong's heart, the political commissar needed by the new Second Regiment was a capable and practical comrade, not a sour talent who could only move his lips.

After Zhao Gang handed over the seized weapons to the administrator of the ammunition depot, he immediately rushed to the room where Li Yunlong was.

At this time, Elder Li Datuan was sitting cross-legged on the kang for lunch, and after seeing Zhao Gang, he just raised his head and glanced at the other party, pretending not to care.

On the contrary, Zhao Gang was quite happy when he saw Li Yunlong.

Although this was the first time the two met, what he saw and heard along the way made him sigh to himself.

When I saw a few instructors giving two lectures to the soldiers, I thought that the brigade commander was lying to himself, but this was obviously a good regiment commander with ability.

With a smile on his face, he saluted Li Yunlong and said, "Commander Li, I'm Zhao Gang." It is your partner in the future, please help me a lot. ”

After Zhao Gang finished speaking, he stepped forward and stretched out his right hand to shake hands with this old-timer.

But Grand Master Li was still in the process of setting up the score at this time, he ignored Zhao Gang's hand, and only took a sip of millet porridge by himself. This made the enthusiastic Zhao Gang very embarrassed, and he had a bad premonition.

Li Yunlong put down the bowl, looked up at each other with his head not moving, and the whites of his eyes were about to turn to the sky.

"It's white noodles again."

But before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized that the situation was wrong, and there was a smell of blood on this person.

After the two approached, Li Yunlong saw that the white-faced Xiucai in his mouth had blood stains on his face and clothes that had not been completely dried.

Moreover, the opponent's right hand has thick calluses on both sides of the tiger's mouth and index finger, and the right shoulder is much stronger than the left side, which is obviously a trace of perennial shooting.

What's even more outrageous is that he looks like a scholar, but his body hidden under the military uniform seems to be very explosive.

These two contradictory characteristics made Li Yunlong gradually face up to his future partner, so he decisively got up from the kang, stood up straight, stretched out his hands and held them tightly.

"Hello Political Commissar Zhao, it was my fault just now, and I apologize to you. Empiricism kills people! On behalf of the new Second Regiment, I would like to welcome you. ”

Both are thoughtful warriors, and although they have their own shortcomings, they have the same goal. After chatting for only a while, Li Yunlong found that this Zhao Gang was completely different from what he imagined.

The first time he met him, he praised his political commissar, and he was obviously not a flatterer. In a short period of time, the other party saw his arrangements in the new second regiment in the past two days, and even added some points that he ignored.

In the process of talking about work, the relationship between the two quickly pulled in. For Zhao Gang, although it was a little unpleasant at the beginning, the atmosphere is very good now, and it is the military life he wants.

For Li Yunlong, the political commissar in front of him is a capable and practical person who is very careful. In the future work, he will definitely be able to help himself fill in the gaps, and even he gradually has a very bold idea in his heart.

Li Yunlong has never been a person who can hide things, so he asked:

"Political Commissar Zhao, did you encounter danger on the way here? I see how you still have blood on your face. ”

"And I read that the appointment letter said that you are a college student and have studied in the rear, but I found that you seem to have traces of shooting training on your body."

Hearing Grand Master Li's question, Zhao Gang remembered that there was still a matter of preserved soldiers and traitors on trial.

When reporting this experience to his partner, he saw that Li Yunlong's already big eyes widened, and there was still a sense of contrast in his disbelief.

Lao Li never expected that this political commissar would be such a fierce man, and he was not small. On the first day of taking office, he brought back a crooked handle and a dozen rifles, and even rescued prisoners and captured traitors.

He looked at the other party carefully, and the satisfaction in his eyes could not be hidden.

It's coming, it's coming, it seems to be more 7K today, do you think the quality has dropped?

Maybe I can try 8K?

(End of chapter)