"So you're the 1st Battalion Commander, Zhang Dabiao? " I've heard of him. Listen to me, I believe that Wei Da Yong is not a spy. A person's eyes won't lie. When I saw him, he was almost dead.”
Zhao Gang nodded and said to Zhang Dabiao.
However, he thought about it again. He had never revealed any news about him coming to the regiment headquarters, so how did Su Wen know so clearly? He even knew where he graduated from?
"Alright, I won't talk nonsense! It's just Shaolin Temple. I've been to Shaolin Temple before. Surnamed Wei, do you dare to spar with me? Whether it's Shaolin Temple's kung fu or not, we'll know after we compete!”
Zhang Dabiao saw that the regiment commander was protecting him and immediately became anxious. He threw the wild vegetable basket on the ground and was about to fight Monk Wei.
"If you want to come, then come. Who's afraid of who!"
Wei Da Yong rolled up his sleeves. She pushed and shoved Zhang Dabiao out.
" Regiment commander, this can't do. We warriors can't do this…"
Zhao Gang was also having a headache. No wonder the brigade commander said that the Independent Regiment was difficult to manage. This Battalion Commander was fighting just like that. What a disgrace!
"Haha, it's fine. I'm here. Don't worry! Let's go and take a look. I also want to see what level this Monk Wei is at.”
Su Wen got off the heated bed, put on his shoes, and walked out.
" It seems like the independent regiment still has a lot of problems. There's still a long way to go…"
Zhao Gang shook his head helplessly. Why did it feel like he had followed a bandit's nest?
"Little monk, I won't bully you. Let's have a fist fight, how about it?”
Zhang Dabiao looked at Monk Wei unhappily and continued," If you can beat me, I'll give in to you!”
"Come, I'm not afraid of you!"
Wei Da Yong got into formation, looking very proper.
Zhang Dabiao spat on his palm and shouted before rushing toward Monk Wei.
Whoosh!
A punch went straight for Wei Dayong's face, but the latter didn't panic at all. He moved his feet and used White Crane Spreads Its Wings. Monk Wei blocked Zhang Dabiao's attack.
The two of them fought back and forth. Su Wen clapped his hands as he watched. Monk Wei's martial arts were indeed not bad.
"Guild Leader, let them stop.”
Zhao Gang shook his head at the side. If they continued fighting, what would happen?
A Battalion Commander was fighting with a recruit, and the Regiment Commander was watching the show. What was going on?
"I almost forgot, Political Commissar Zhao. We have to make three rules. I'll be in charge of the training, the war, and the military factory. You can interfere in other matters, but you have to listen to me in these three matters!”
Su Wen said slowly. He hid his hands in his clothes and stared at Zhao Gang with a smile.
"This…I can handle military affairs, but as long as it's within my duties, I still have to manage it!”
Zhao Gang sighed and frowned.
"Alright, then you can just watch this matter. Men get to know each other without fighting. Just treat it as training.”
Su Wen laughed and continued,"Let's take our time. You'll understand when the time comes!"”
As they spoke, the duel between the two had already come to an end. Monk Wei was the one who won. He punched Zhang Dabiao in the chest and sent him flying.
"Be careful!"
When Wei Da Yong saw Zhang Dabiao falling towards the door, he quickly went forward to pull him back. Only then did he avoid a bloody disaster.
"Alright, Wei Dayong, right? I, Zhang Dabiao, admire you!”
Zhang Dabiao rubbed his chest. He could afford to lose. He smiled and said,
"Damn it, it really is Shaolin Temple's Kung Fu. Brother, I'm sorry. The safety of the regiment commander is of utmost importance. I, Zhang Dabiao, dare not be careless!”
"It's okay, I understand!"
Wei Da Yong nodded. He wasn't a bad person, and he found Zhang Dabiao interesting. His kung fu wasn't bad either. If Wei Da Yong hadn't practiced for a few years, he wouldn't have been a match for Zhang Dabiao.
"That's right, monk. I'll let you be a guard! After a while, if you can make a contribution, I'll give you the company commander of the guards!”
"Don't even think about it now. From tomorrow onwards, you will follow Zhang Dabiao and join the training of the soldiers. Don't hide anything from me.”
After saying that, Su Wen looked at Zhang Dabiao and scolded him.
"Finished? Satisfied? Damn it, the political commissar just arrived and hasn't even had a bite of food, yet you guys are fighting happily! Why are you still standing there? Put the wild vegetables into the pot!”
After cursing for a while, Su Wen slapped his forehead and immediately became anxious." You're just too happy. I'm still stewing meat in the pot. Monk, quickly go and take a look. Don't burn it!"”
"Meat?"
When Zhao Gang heard that, he frowned." Leader, we are in a difficult time now. The commoners don't even have food to eat. How can we eat meat? Also, the origin of this meat…"
"You don't understand, Old Zhao. If you don't have a full stomach, how can you fight the Japanese? As for the meat, eat as much as you want. We don't have any food, but we have plenty of meat. It's all stolen from the Japanese!”
Su Wen laughed and said to him,"Old Zhao, you have to be mentally prepared. The Independent Regiment is different from anywhere you've been!”
"In that case, it seems that I was overthinking.”
Zhao Gang nodded and followed Su Wen into the kitchen.
"F * ck, why would a monk like you eat meat? I made it for the political commissar. Put it down!”
Su Wen panicked and immediately went up to fight with the monk. When Zhao Gang saw this scene, he was once again speechless.
However, he felt that this young man did not put on airs and was looking forward to working with him.
"This new political commissar is too arrogant. He said that he had something important to discuss and asked the regiment commander to chase me away.”
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