Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Chapter 690 Disobedience Becomes Admiration

"Never practiced? Then you are so good?"

Wang Chuan didn't believe it. He knew that Sun Desheng didn't show his real skills when he fought with him, otherwise he might have to lie down in one round.

How could it be possible to be so powerful without practicing.

"After joining the army, I practiced in the army."

Sun Desheng felt that Wang Chuan had a problem with his comprehension ability. He clearly said that he had never practiced martial arts since he was a child, so why did he feel that he had never practiced.

"Training in the army? Who taught it?"

Wang Chuan was even more surprised. Many skilled fighters in the Eighth Route Army were incorporated into the main combat force or guard company.

There are only a handful of people who can teach Sun Desheng so well.

He knew all those masters with unique skills, and he had never heard of anyone who had taken apprentices in the army.

"Instructor Joe."

Sun Desheng said unhurriedly.

Wang Chuan's head buzzed, he didn't want to talk about Qiao Lin anymore, why couldn't this topic be avoided.

"He...he... how old is he, is he really that powerful?"

Wang Chuan suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry, swallowed his saliva, and asked in disbelief.

At Qiao Lin's age, he doesn't look like an old master. It doesn't matter if he has some skills, how can he teach such a powerful apprentice.

"It's not just amazing? All the soldiers in the cavalry company were taught by him. None of them are worse than me. Not only is he good at kung fu, he can do everything. He can break a branch with a thick arm with a shot from 400 meters away, and he still rides on a horse. Shooting, arm wrestling, more than a dozen people can't beat him together, formulating tactics, being able to count the actions of the little devil to the exact end, searching for traces, driving..."

As soon as Qiao Lin was mentioned, Sun Desheng immediately turned into a chatterbox, and began to chatter about Qiao Lin's abilities and advantages.

Wang Chuan was dumbfounded and felt that Sun Desheng seemed to be a different person.

From Sun Desheng's shining eyes, one can feel his heartfelt admiration for Qiao Lin.

"Really? Is this still a human?"

Wang Chuan swallowed again, feeling that Qiao Lin's abilities had been separated from his understanding of human beings.

"Tch, if I want to tell a half-truth and a little bit of exaggeration, I'll be hit by thunder and thunder."

Seeing that Wang Chuan didn't believe it, Sun Desheng swore directly, secretly despising this man for his ignorance.

Wang Chuan believed it.

People like Sun Desheng may brag, but they will never swear to prove their bragging.

"My God, what's his background?"

Wang Chuan patted his head, inexplicably thinking of the words "God descends to earth".

There are still such powerful people in the army, why have I never heard of it.

"I don't have any background. I joined the army for only a few months. I joined the cavalry company as soon as I got off the army. After staying for a few days, I went to work as a guard for the regiment commander. Then I came back to be an instructor for us. I trained for a month..."

Sun Desheng was very satisfied with Wang Chuan's shocking reaction, and said nonchalantly.

"Wait, you said he's only been in the army for a few months?"

Wang Chuan grasped the point.

"That's right, it's been less than half a year. I was the one who picked up the new recruit when he left the company."

Sun Desheng was quite proud of mentioning this matter, he was Qiao Lin's first company commander.

"He served as an instructor for the cavalry company for a month?"

Wang Chuan was already trembling, because he thought of an even more shocking thing.

"Yes, just for one month, but he will always be the instructor of our cavalry company, which is recognized by everyone."

Sun Desheng nodded, not understanding why Wang Chuan was shaking, the weather is not cold.

"So, it only took him a month to let you practice good kung fu?"

Not only did Wang Chuan tremble, but his eyes were wide open, and the eyeballs were about to fall off.

In a month, Sun Desheng's skills can be trained so well, even a martial arts master can't do it.

"That's right, what Instructor Qiao said it was called... scientific training, anyway, it's a practice that puts people to death. The soldiers couldn't even walk when they came down from the training ground the first day, but the effect is really good. It’s not bragging, the soldiers of the cavalry company can pick out any one at random and beat ten or eight.”

Sun Desheng patted his chest and said.

Recalling the time when Qiao Lin urged him to train on the wheat field, it seemed vivid.

"Scientific training."

Wang Chuan muttered these four words in a low voice.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes. The cavalry companies are all drawn from various troops. There is no requirement. They can ride horses. But when the troops are formed, they find that it is useless to be able to ride horses. First, there is no cavalry equipment. I don’t know how to fight on horseback. At that time, the daily training was to walk around on horseback. When soldiers were infantry, they had all been on the battlefield, and they were considered veterans. gone."

Sun Desheng smiled, and talked about that period of the past. During that time, he was really aggrieved, and felt that his role as a soldier was just a display.

"Later, Instructor Qiao came and began to train us, starting with physical fitness, and then how to ride a horse, how to aim, how to use a knife...teaching us bit by bit, and when it was almost a month, he pulled us out for an actual combat , got back seven little devil’s trucks, and later raided one of the little devil’s supply stations, but you may not have heard of these things, you should know about the beheading of the little devil, in fact, we were all scared at first, It was a human head, not a chicken head, but Instructor Qiao cut off hundreds of them with a knife, and then gave us a task, each of us should cut at least three..."

When it comes to Qiao Lin, Sun Desheng always has endless stories to tell.

What Wang Chuan heard was terrified. He had never done beheading before. Qiao Lin could chop off hundreds of heads in one go, which was too cruel. Isn't he afraid?

Through Sun Desheng's narration, unconsciously, Wang Chuan's attitude towards Qiao Lin also gradually changed, from dissatisfaction to admiration.

Being able to beat me and speak up against me can only prove that you are stronger than me, but I am not necessarily convinced, but when you are strong to a certain extent, my dissatisfaction will turn into admiration.

This is the charm of the strong.

The army is the place where the strong are most respected. Absolute strength is worth a thousand words.

Wang Chuan has already started to want to know more about Qiao Lin.

On the other side, the conversation between Qiao Lin and Lin Heyi gradually deepened.

After asking a few idiotic questions, Qiao Lin began to take the initiative to get close.

First, he asked where Lin Heyi was from, when he joined the army, and whether he had ever served in the grassroots army.

After learning of Lin Heyi's age, Qiao Lin changed his previous title of comrade and called him Brother Lin.

Hearing the heated conversation between the two, the deputy commander couldn't help but bow his head and smile wryly. Why didn't he realize that Qiao Lin was also a good communicator before.

"Brother Lin, I haven't been in the army for a long time. This anti-sweeping, our independent regiment is a left-behind army. I haven't even been to the battlefield. Is this fighting just like fighting? Two sides fight each other, whoever fights whoever Is it okay to take it?"

Just after Qiao Lin found out the number of people and rooms in Lin He's family, the conversation suddenly changed and he asked another idiot question.

"Hahaha!"

Lin Heyi was amused by Qiao Lin again, he found that this little soldier was simple-minded, he had no intentions, but was quite curious, and it was quite interesting to talk to him.

Chapter 690 Asking Questions or Arguing

"Little Qiao, fighting is not the same as fighting. Fighting is at most fists and sticks, but guns are used in fighting. If you get hit, you will die."

Lin Heyi explained to Qiao Lin the difference between fighting and fighting.

In his opinion, Qiao Lin may be a recruit who really doesn't understand anything, and is full of curiosity about the unknown battlefield.

"Then when you came here, you met the little devil's patrol team. It must be very dangerous, right? Did they bombard you?"

Qiao Lin pretended to be surprised and asked hastily.

"Uh..."

Lin Heyi didn't know how to answer.

The answer is very simple, but if you really say it, will you look stupid?

The deputy commander couldn't help but let out another sigh.

Lin Heyi has more than ten years of military experience, and he is doing security work, so his vigilance is too low, so a young man like Qiao Lin was caught in it.

"The artillery is not bombarded. Patrols are not fighting, and artillery will not be fired at all times."

After struggling again and again, Lin Heyi replied rather helplessly.

Qiao Lin has already asked questions, even if the questions are a little silly, he still has to answer them, right?That's a shame for his personality.

"Oh."

Qiao Lin suddenly realized, and then asked again: "Did that little devil shoot you? Are you injured?"

"The enemy did not shoot, and I was not injured."

Lin Heyi sighed, and suddenly felt that chatting with Qiao Lin was very boring.

"Is the little devil so polite? But I heard that they are very cruel, they kill anyone they see, why don't they shoot you?"

Qiao Lin asked with a confused face.

According to the meaning of this, Lin Heyi was not injured by the gunshot, but it seems that the little devil did something wrong.

"I did not encounter the enemy head-on."

Lin Heyi no longer wants to talk to Qiao Lin.

Talking about this with a recruit who doesn't understand anything is a waste of words.

And this Jolin doesn't seem to be very smart.

"There is no positive encounter, so why are you hiding? Are you afraid of little devils? Why don't you dare to fight with them?"

Qiao Lin didn't notice Lin Heyi's impatience at all, and asked puzzledly.

There was even a hint of contempt in his tone, as if Lin Heyi hadn't fought the little devil's patrol head-on, making him seem like a coward.

"It's not a question of whether to fight or not, but a question of whether it's worth it. I know I'm invincible, but I still want to fight the enemy. Isn't that courting death?"

Naturally, Lin Heyi couldn't tolerate being looked down upon by a little soldier. Even if anyone would choose to do the same thing as him, he still felt the need to clarify with Qiao Lin that he was not afraid.

"But don't our Eighth Route Army usually say that we must carry forward the spirit of not being afraid of death?"

Qiao Lin still had a bewildered expression.

"That means that on the battlefield, one must not be afraid of suffering and not be afraid of death on the battlefield."