Chapter 8
More than ten days ago, they were still a group of farmers carrying hoes, but now they were going to fight with horse bandits with weapons.
During this period of time, Zhao Wenbin had instilled in them the will to obey, allowing them to listen to Zhao Wenbin's orders and enter the battle position. They crawled in the trenches and entered combat mode. However, their trembling hands and uneasy eyes still told Zhao Wenbin that they were just a group of new recruits, a group of new recruits who had never seen blood.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Wenbin also sighed in his heart. This time was too short. They had only trained for a short period of time and they were already fighting with those horse bandits. There was nothing they could do.
Zhao Wenbin held a Bren light machine gun in his hand as he walked around the camp and cheered on the soldiers. After a group of people, a group of people appeared in front of the camp.
This group of people had no formation to speak of. They were in a scattered formation, and they advanced fearlessly towards the camp. Some of them were chatting and laughing, while others had greedy looks in their eyes. They seemed to have already thought of taking down this place and obtaining shocking financial results.
"Don't panic. Shoot on my command. Remember them all and use them as targets. If anyone dares to cower, I'll kill them!”
Zhao Wenbin's eyes continuously swept across the surroundings as he shouted sternly.
Although they were all a little afraid, what made Zhao Wenbin happy was that they were not afraid to the point of misfiring.
Slowly, the bandits got closer and closer to the camp. They were already within 200 meters of the camp.
At this distance, if it was a regular army, they would have already started shooting. However, because this was a group of new recruits, their marksmanship was not good. If they fired at this time and only a few bandits fell, these new recruits would start to panic.
Therefore, Zhao Wenbin was not in a hurry to give the order to shoot. Instead, he continued to wait.
"Haha! Why didn't the brats in front of them dare to fire their guns? Are you scared by Grandpa?"
"That's right! A bunch of brats who have never fired a gun actually want to stop us. Charge over, kill them all, rob them all!”
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When they were about 150 meters away, the bandits realized that Zhao Wenbin and the others had not fired yet. They immediately roared arrogantly. Their smug looks were as if they had already captured Zhao Wenbin and the others.
"Did you all hear that? These bandits want to kill us all. They want us to die. Those who don't want to die, calm down and listen to my orders. Kill them all later. If you're a man, don't panic!”
Zhao Wenbin looked at the surrounding soldiers and shouted again.
As expected, there were times when people would explode with endless potential in the face of death. Those bandits clamored to kill them all, but it made many soldiers calm down, and their eyes revealed a ruthless expression.
When the bandits straightened their backs and walked in a messy formation to a distance of 100 meters, Zhao Wenbin's eyes revealed killing intent.
"Fight! Kill them all!"
A fierce roar came from the position. Zhao Wenbin drove a Bren light machine gun and took the lead to fire.
"Da ~"
"Da ~"
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Intense gunshots suddenly erupted on the battlefield. A distance of 100 meters was very close. Perhaps it would be very difficult for these new recruits to shoot someone above 200 meters.
However, at a distance of 100 meters, the accuracy of those new recruits was still very good.
Five to six Browning M2 heavy machine guns, over 20 Bren light machine guns, and over 200 Leenfield rifles instantly swept the men in front of the bandits to the ground. Before the men behind could react, they realized that the men in front of them were gone.
While they were still stunned, rows of bullets flew towards them.
More than ten minutes later, when the smoke filled the air above the position, under Zhao Wenbin's constant suppression, the new recruits finally stopped shooting. At this time, their eyes were already red.
The gunshots stopped, and the soldiers who reacted looked at everything in confusion, as if they did not understand what they had just done.
To be honest, this was also Zhao Wenbin's first time participating in actual combat. However, after all, Zhao Wenbin had received the most professional training and professional education, so his psychological quality was much stronger than theirs. Although Zhao Wenbin was still a little confused, he did not show it.
Throwing the Bren machine gun aside, he lit a cigarette for himself and took a few deep puffs before standing up with the Bren machine gun.
"Let's go! Go clean up the battlefield!"
Zhao Wenbin waved his hand, and more than 200 soldiers walked out of the trenches. Looking at the corpses on the battlefield, as well as the corpses that had been shot into a sieve by light and heavy machine guns, they could not help but feel disgusted.
Countless corpses were bent over and vomiting. Some soldiers even crawled on the ground and vomited, as if they were about to vomit out their gastric juices.
Actually, Zhao Wenbin also felt disgusted in his heart, but he forcefully suppressed it. He always remembered that he was the commander and the backbone of everyone. If he was like this, how could he lead troops in the future?
"What the hell are you puking for? Have you never seen a dead person? Who hasn't had a death in their family? All of you, stand up. How are you going to fight in the future? How could he fight the Japanese in the future? Stand up straight!"
Zhao Wenbin looked at the soldiers and scolded them harshly. He especially pointed at Li Ergou, who was vomiting on the ground, and shouted,"Li Ergou, what are you puking for? What was there to vomit? Hurry up and clean up the battlefield. Collect all their money, weapons, and ammunition.
Gather these corpses and find some firewood to burn. Don't pile them up here on such a hot day and cause a plague. Hurry up, don't puke here!”
Zhao Wenbin walked in front of the soldiers and kicked them one by one. He hit them one by one and got all of them up.
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These new recruits had vomited after the battle, and their performance was also very unbearable. However, the next day, all of them seemed to have changed. His eyes became spirited, his training became more serious, and his previous impetuousness slowly faded away.
Zhao Wenbin knew that they had grown up. It was said that practice was the best training ground. This saying was indeed true. These soldiers had seen blood, and their auras had changed.
From this moment on, Zhao Wenbin added another task to the officers. That was, not only did they have to come to listen to Zhao Wenbin's lessons every day, but he also taught them how to read.
After they returned, they still had to teach the ordinary soldiers to read and pass on the knowledge that Zhao Wenbin had given them to the soldiers.
There were twelve people in a squad, two squad leaders and vice-squad leaders, ten ordinary soldiers, and the squad leaders and vice-squad leaders each taught five people.
Time passed quickly in this busy training and learning.
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