March 1943, Zhaojiayu Village, northwest Shanxi.
Xu Zhigeng felt dizzy. He looked around with a puzzled expression.
He was originally a member of the special forces brigade's operation team. During the decapitation exercise, he was knocked unconscious by a cannonball. However, when he woke up, he found himself in an unfamiliar place.
In the next second, he had a splitting headache as countless memories surged into his mind.
His eyes widened.
"I actually transmigrated? This is the World of Unsheathed Swords?"
He was in a courtyard, surrounded by officers in the Eighth Route Army uniform. In front of him, two people were talking.
One of them had a horse-like face and spoke like a ruffian.
Beside him sat a man who looked very strong. He had the aura of a scholar and had a simple and honest feeling.
"Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang?"
According to the memories in his mind, he recognized the two of them at once.
Just as he was in a daze, Li Yunlong looked at him.
"Everyone, look at Xu Zhigeng.
A small platoon leader of an independent regiment had two boxes of binoculars that were bigger than mine.
Kid, you're not capable enough."
"Hahahahaha."
Hearing the leader's teasing words, the surrounding people all laughed out loud.
When Xu Zhigeng heard this and combined it with the scene, he immediately remembered.
Wasn't this the scene of the mobilization of the independent regiment after the Japanese had swept through the area?
Sure enough, after he thought of this, Li Yunlong continued to speak.
"That's right…From now on, our Independent Regiment will be split into smaller units.”
"I don't care how the war is fought. Your platoon leader has the final say. As long as it's against the Japanese and traitors, you can do whatever you want, just like the Liangshan heroes.”
Zhao Gang, who was standing beside him, also stood up when he heard that. He was afraid that Li Yunlong had taught the soldiers to become bandits.
Zhao Gang hurriedly stood up, spread his hands, and interrupted with a smile,"Actually, what your regiment commander said is the common term for guerrilla warfare.”
As Zhao Gang spoke, he didn't forget to look at Li Yunlong before sitting down.
Li Yunlong felt a little awkward when he heard this. He could only smile awkwardly.
"Hahaha, listen to this. This is our Zhengyi Committee, both civil and martial. Why can't they compare?”
Then, he stretched out his hand and said loudly,"I, Li Yun Long, only have one principle. You can only take advantage of me and not suffer losses.”
"Why don't we do a losing deal? As soon as the gunshots are heard, all of you have to bring something back for me. I want everything. Food, ammunition, cannons, get them all for me.”
"If anyone can't get it, I'll curse. If anyone can get me a Japanese woman…I don't want her, hahahaha.”
He let out a hearty laugh, and everyone around him laughed.
Li Yunlong looked at the crowd.
"Alright, all of you are the officers of the Independent Regiment, and the youngest is a platoon leader. You can take your team and leave. The guns and ammunition you have are limited.”
"Right, your team must expand. Just like you, Xu Zhigeng, at least develop a platoon.”
After saying that, he waved his hand impatiently, and everyone stood up and left.
Xu Zhigeng also stood up, but as soon as he turned around, he saw a woman holding a dustpan. He immediately thought about it.
" This must be Xiuqin. After some time, she'll split up and come back to save her." He frowned. Should he remind her that it was a tragedy for Xiuqin to be caught in the original novel?”
However, after thinking about it, he still left. After all, if he changed the plot without permission, it might affect the future plot.
Relying on his memory, he returned to the station where Second Platoon was.
A few soldiers were cleaning their guns in the courtyard. When they saw Xu Zhigeng, they immediately stood up and saluted."Hello, platoon leader."
Xu Zhigeng glanced at the few people in the courtyard. They were not very old and looked to be around seventeen or eighteen years old.
Seeing this scene, Xu Zhigeng felt a little uncomfortable. These were all children.
After being provoked, he silently swore that as a special forces soldier, since he had transmigrated, he would definitely make China the number one in the world.
He bowed back to them and said,"Where are the others?"
A platoon usually had fifteen people, but there were only four people here. Including him, there were only five people.
In the future, this was only the establishment of a class.
Hearing his words, the few of them looked at Xu Zhigeng strangely."Platoon leader, we sacrificed most of our men when we broke out of the encirclement. We're the only ones left now.”
When they broke out of the encirclement earlier, the veterans had sacrificed themselves to protect the few of them.
At the thought of this, the few young warriors burst into tears.
When Xu Zhigeng heard this, his heart tightened and he gritted his teeth.
However, he was a special forces brigade in his previous life. He had also lost teammates during missions, so he knew that crying was useless.
Everything could only be repaid with the blood of the enemy.
"Alright, the regiment commander has already given the order for us to split up and develop on our own. Next, I will lead you out of Zhao Family Valley.”
Their current lineup was not perfect, so he planned to think of a way to fill in the personnel first. Only then would they be able to form combat strength.
"Yes, platoon leader."
The few of them hurriedly nodded and began to pack their things.
Although it was called tidying up, there was actually nothing much to tidy up. They wore the same clothes all year round.
They didn't have much ammunition either. Each of them had a Hanyang gun, and each of them only had a dozen bullets. They didn't even have a single grenade.
In just a few seconds, the four of them stood in front of Xu Zhigeng.
One of the leading veteran warriors, Zhao Xiong, stood up and said,"Reporting to platoon leader, 2nd Platoon is assembled.”
As Zhao Xiong spoke, his big toe was poking out from his cloth shoes, causing him to shiver in the cold.
The rest of the small warriors were better off, at least their cloth shoes were intact.
However, when Xu Zhigeng saw this, he frowned. The weapons and equipment were too poor. If they encountered the Japanese, it would really be difficult to fight.
However, he had only learned some tactics and combat techniques in the special forces. He had no experience in making weapons, so he could not think of a good way to improve his weapons.
However, at this moment, an electronic voice suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Ding! God-grade military system has been bound."
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Newbie Gift Pack, Mauser Sniper Rifle Technique.”
Immediately, Xu Zhigeng felt that there was a lot of information in his mind, such as steel, gun bolt, firing pin, bullet dragging board, and so on…
He even had a lot of professional knowledge in his mind, such as ballistatics, aero dynamics, mechanics, mechanics, and so on.
Some of them were things that he had already come into contact with in his previous life, while others were things that he had never come into contact with before. However, after being instilled by the system, he had mastered all of them. It was like a brand that he could not forget.
Xu Zhigeng was stunned for a moment before he smiled calmly. The system was finally here.
After a while, Xu Zhigeng smiled.""Comrades, let's go."
With this knowledge, he would be able to create good equipment.
Class President Zhao Xiong was stunned when he heard Xu Zhigeng's words.""Platoon leader, you haven't told me where we're going.”
Xu Zhigeng thought for a while. If he wanted to develop more people, there was indeed a good place in the original novel.
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