Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

He also had a knife fight with the little devil's commander, and the other party made him suffer a lot with just a command knife, and there is still a half-foot-long scar on his arm.

As a soldier with rich experience in fighting with little devils, he knows very well what it means to have a sword technique that can restrain the opponent. When fighting hand-to-hand on the battlefield, he can try to avoid casualties and increase damage as much as possible.

"It's all my own thinking. I've seen little devils use knives, so I just thought about how to restrain them."

Qiao Lin took the credit for the system very bluntly. There is no way, the existence of the system will always be a secret.

"You're a fucking genius!"

Li Yunlong patted Qiao Lin's shoulder hard, and praised him without hesitation.

"Ha ha!"

Qiao Lin smiled awkwardly, the leader's praise could hardly make him proud.

"Have you figured out anything else?"

Li Yunlong asked impatiently.

"There are still a few tricks."

Qiao Lin didn't hide his secrets, and immediately revealed everything he had mastered, and practiced with Li Yunlong holding a wooden stick.

A few hours passed in a flash, and Li Yunlong leaned on the wooden stick and panted heavily: "Damn it, even using a stick is so tiring!"

"Head, what do you think of the routines I've been thinking about, are they really practical?"

Qiao Lin was also eager to verify how much he had mastered.

Routine moves, if they have not been used in battle, can only be called cheats, and only after they have been verified in actual combat can they be called truth.

"It's very useful. Tomorrow you have something to do, teach the soldiers how to practice knives. Damn, you are really a genius. You can figure out so many things by yourself."

Li Yunlong directly gave Qiao Lin a thumbs up, giving Qiao Lin the greatest affirmation.

He had planned everything, and when there was no battle recently, he asked Qiao Lin to teach the soldiers of the independent regiment how to play with knives.

Qiao Lin didn't hesitate either. This is related to the overall combat effectiveness of the independent regiment. Naturally, the more people in control, the better.

Through the sparring just now, he also discovered one thing, Li Yunlong's fists and feet are very powerful.

What he used was not the boxing kung fu of a certain sect, but in layman's terms, it was Ye Luzi, a killing technique formed with the simplest moves.

This is not something that can be mastered through learning, but honed through life and death fights again and again.

Chapter 390 Let the recruits be teachers

Early the next morning, the correspondents of the regiment headquarters rode to the various units to deliver orders.

The first battalion is the closest unit to the regiment headquarters, and the battalion commander Zhang Dabiao is leading the soldiers to practice big swords.

Zhang Dabiao followed Li Yunlong in the Xinyi Regiment. It can be said that he was a confidant and favorite general, and he killed many enemies on the battlefield.

Although this person has not learned martial arts systematically, he possesses brute strength, and he likes to play with a big sword since he was a child, and he has developed a set of sword techniques by himself.

After joining the army, Zhang Dabiao also brought this hobby into the army. At that time, the conditions were difficult and the army was seriously short of ammunition. During battles, he often had to fight the enemy with bayonets.

For a person like Zhang Dabiao who is used to playing with big knives, the bayonet is small in size and limited in power, and has almost no other function except stabbing.

In order to inflict heavy damage on the enemy to the greatest extent, Zhang Dabiao spontaneously organized a machete team, all of which were blacksmith-made machetes with crowns and wide backs, which is the most common Wuji sword in the War of Resistance.

This kind of knife is very heavy and powerful, and it can directly cut off the neck with a single stroke.

In addition, Zhang Dabiao's self-created sword technique focuses on practicality and does not have so many fancy moves. Once hand-to-hand combat starts on the battlefield, the broadsword team he leads always kills the most enemies.

The superior saw the combat effectiveness of the Broadsword Team, so he acquiesced in the fact that he formed the Broadsword Team without permission in the army.

In the new regiment, Zhang Dabiao was the battalion commander, and formed a 200-member sword team in the battalion.

At the beginning, Li Yunlong disobeyed his order and did not break out of the siege according to the stipulated time. It was this broadsword team that followed him and fought fiercely with the devils.

Later, the independent regiment suffered heavy losses, and the superiors had to reactivate Li Yunlong, who had been demoted to the director of the clothing factory.

Faced with the mess of the independent regiment, Li Yunlong, who was ordered in danger, did not ask for personnel and equipment, but only made one request to his superiors, that is, to transfer Zhang Dabiao to the independent regiment.

From this incident alone, it can be seen how much Li Yunlong values ​​this general.

Zhang Dabiao was transferred to the independent regiment on a flat basis, and served as the battalion commander of the first battalion, but at this time, there were only less than 200 people left in the first battalion, which was equivalent to a reinforced company.

After taking office in the First Battalion, the first thing Zhang Dabiao did was to find a local blacksmith and make a batch of broadswords, turning the entire First Battalion into a broadsword team.

As a result, the first battalion has become the strangest unit of the independent regiment. In addition to rifles, the soldiers of the whole battalion also carry a big knife on their backs.

In order for the soldiers to quickly master the knife skills to kill the enemy, Zhang Dabiao has been stepping up training the soldiers to use the knife these days.

When receiving the order from the correspondent of the regiment headquarters, Zhang Dabiao's first reaction was that he heard it wrong.

It's too far away to say, at least in the [-]th brigade, Zhang Dabiao is ranked second in terms of knives alone, and no one dares to be number one.

He really couldn't understand what the head of the team thought, and even asked him, the number one swordsman, to learn swordsmanship from Qiao Lin.

In all honesty, Zhang Dabiao is still very optimistic about Qiao Lin, a new recruit.

On the battlefield, the four mountain cannons that can kill devils with one rifle can also be interpreted as good marksmanship.

But to be able to fight hand-to-hand with a dozen opponents with a bayonet is not only a matter of good skill, but also courage.

May I ask how many people can charge up with a bayonet when facing a dozen little devils?

This is not something ordinary people can do.

If it hadn't been for Qiao Lin's preconceived idea of ​​being a bodyguard for the head of the regiment, he would really have the cheek to find the important person of the head of the regiment.

Such fighters can shine on the battlefield in a short time after training.

In particular, Qiao Lin's fierceness when he killed the enemy with a bayonet gave Zhang Dabiao the joy of discovering uncut jade.

He felt that Qiaolin should be more suitable for using a broadsword than a bayonet.

Appreciation is appreciation, but it does not mean that he can accept Qiao Lin as his teacher, and it is still in his best field.

Although I was dissatisfied, it was the order of the regiment leader after all, and it would be disobedience if I didn't go there.

"Assemble, go to regiment headquarters!"

Zhang Dabiao put away his sword and said angrily.

Similar scenes were staged one after another in various units under the Independence Regiment.

Although everyone knew that the head of the regiment's bodyguard was a skilled fighter, it was still a little difficult to accept a new recruit as their teacher.

It was almost noon before the troops rushed back to the regiment headquarters to assemble.

On the wheat field at the east end of the village, Li Yunlong made a few opening remarks, and then ordered the soldiers to line up. All commanders above the platoon level stood at the forefront and practiced sword skills with Qiao Lin.

The ordinary soldiers didn't have any objections, and quickly formed a formation two meters apart. On the contrary, the commanders who had been named were a little hesitant, and they refused to step forward one by one.

Only Sun Desheng from the cavalry company stood at the front. Although he also felt that it was unreliable to make Qiao Lin a teacher, anyway, Qiao Lin also came from the cavalry company, so he had to help in this case.

"What's the matter with all of you? Didn't you eat?"

Li Yunlong had not been in the independent regiment for a long time, and he was not very familiar with the commanders at all levels of the subordinate units. Seeing that they were dawdling, he immediately became angry and opened his mouth to train him.

"It's no wonder that your independent regiment lost the battle. The commanders are all virtuous. It's a ghost to win the battle."

After saying this, Kong Jie on the side immediately turned dark.

Before Li Yunlong, he was the head of the independent regiment, and he was demoted to the deputy head of the regiment just because he lost the battle. Isn't Li Yunlong slapping him in the face when he said this.

However, considering the overall situation, Kong Jie just gave a dry cough, reminding Li Yunlong not to drag the topic further.

"Zhang Dabiao, are you fucking lame? Why are you dawdling there? Are you waiting for me to carry you over?"

Li Yunlong turned his face and saw Zhang Dabiao, standing there motionless with a big knife on his back, his heart became more angry.

Even the people he brought didn't give him face, which made Li Yunlong feel ashamed, and called names and cursed.

As the saying goes, what kind of soldiers will bring what kind of soldiers.

Zhang Dabiao is Li Yunlong's old subordinate, his temper and nature are exactly the same as his.

As soon as Li Yunlong cursed, Zhang Dabiao's stubbornness also came up: "Commander, my legs are not limping, but I just don't accept it. Why should I let a new recruit teach us how to practice knives? Do I still need others to teach me?"

If an ordinary leader were to be talked back like this by his subordinates, he would have been furious long ago.

But is Li Yunlong an ordinary person?

He is not.

Faced with Zhang Dabiao's questioning, Li Yunlong smiled instead of anger, and the creases on his face squeezed together again: "Da Biao, I usually tell you to study more, but you just don't listen, so you will eat uneducated people." Lost? Then Confucius or Lao Tzu said that if there are three people, there must be my teacher. You can't look down on Qiao Lin because he is a recruit, so he can't be better than you?"

"It's easy to convince me, just beat me first!"

Zhang Dabiao was straightforward, he pulled out the big knife hanging on his back, and said bluntly.

"How about it, Qiao Lin? If you don't dare, let it go, I can understand."

Li Yunlong turned his head to look at Qiao Lin again, still smiling.

"Leader, you're ugly enough, let you say everything, be a good guy at both ends."

Qiao Lin complained in a low voice, and took two steps forward.

This means that he agreed to fight Zhang Dabiao.

Chapter 390

Qiao Lin didn't expect everyone's resistance to be so strong.

He thought that with Li Yunlong's presence, everything would develop in a logical manner, and the soldiers would be more confident when they had learned how to kill the enemy after they learned the sword technique.

Wherever you go, you have to speak with your strength, which is really an eternal truth.

Qiaolin sighed and clenched the wooden stick he used for practice with his right hand.

He didn't want to fight Zhang Dabiao, because it was easy to offend others.

But in the current situation, it is impossible not to fight. Li Yunlong has already put him on fire. If he quits, then he will never hold his head up in the independent regiment.

"Battalion Commander Zhang, give me more advice!"

Qiao Lin cupped his fists at Zhang Dabiao, still holding the stick.

Zhang Dabiao's expression suddenly changed.