The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

Seeing that Yang Ling was going to practice with Wang Huzi and the others this time, the so-called enemy of an enemy is a friend, and they stood by Yang Ling's side to support Yang Ling without hesitation, shouting to cheer him up, which surprised Yang Ling.

The blacksmith's burly figure is a stubble at first glance, but Yang Ling knows that it is not enough to just defeat him. In the army, strength is the most important thing, that is, he believes in fists. If he wants these soldiers to obey his command willingly , You have to give them a deterrent.

The soldiers saw Yang Ling standing still for a long time, thinking that he was afraid of the blacksmith, and someone sighed: "Sir, could it be that your stomach hurts and you want to discuss it another day?"

"Hahaha," the soldiers laughed, and Wang Huzi said eccentrically, "You know nothing, the chief is a cultural person, how can you know how to shout and kill like you, maybe he is thinking of a It’s a trick that can make a blacksmith admit defeat without having to compete.”

"I said don't be silly, blacksmith, you just admit defeat, so as not to make the chief think twice."

Although these soldiers speak euphemistically, their words are full of strong contempt. They have agreed to exchange ideas, but they have been slow to do it. Isn't this fear?

The blacksmith also thought that Yang Ling was scared and wanted to retreat, so he smiled maliciously: "Sir, it's not a problem to be so exhausted, why don't you forget it today? You will continue to be your battalion commander, and I will continue to be my leading soldier." , let’s enter the water without violating the river water.”

The blacksmith seemed to give Yang Ling a step down, but he had evil intentions. If Yang Ling really backed down like this, he would really be unable to hold his head up in the future, let alone lead troops. It doesn't make any difference.

Yang Ling looked up and down the blacksmith who was as strong as an iron tower, and shook his head mockingly: "You are not my opponent."

I'm really not afraid that Feng Da flashed his tongue, the blacksmith sneered, clenched his fists tightly and said: "You will only know if your opponent has beaten him before!"

While speaking, the blacksmith had already raised his fists and rushed towards Yang Ling. Although Yang Ling was the officer, the blacksmith didn't intend to hold back. Since it was a sparring, it had to look like a sparring, so from the beginning, he went all out. He was going to overthrow Yang Ling directly.

When Yang Ling saw the blacksmith rushing towards him, Yang Ling's mouth curled into a sneer. Although his aura was mighty, he was considered unlucky to meet him.

The hearts of the students were in their throats. Seeing the blacksmith's mighty look, they nervously prayed for Yang Ling, hoping that Yang Ling would not lose too badly.

Before Yang Ling could wait for the blacksmith to fall in front of him, he suddenly yelled and kicked the blacksmith's chest, only to hear a muffled bang, and the blacksmith who jumped forward flew back at a faster speed and fell heavily On the ground, he fell into a daze in an instant, and didn't recover for a long time.

"Okay!" The students were worried about Yang Ling at first, but now they saw Yang Ling kicking over the five big and three thick blacksmiths with one kick, and they couldn't help but shouted.

Damn, when I encountered a hard stubble, seeing Yang Ling easily overthrow the blacksmith, Wang Huzi felt awe-inspiring.

Although Yang Ling's kick knocked the blacksmith over, he did it with great measure. The blacksmith got up from the ground in disgrace, raised his fist unwillingly and shouted, "Come again!"

"Wait—" Yang Ling turned to Wang Huzi and the others and said, "One-on-one is no fun, you two should go up together."

Arrogant, arrogant!Wang Huzi and the others were very angry. Although they could see that Yang Ling still had a few tricks, saying this now was contemptuous of them. Uncle and aunt couldn't bear it.

"Since the officer thinks highly of us, then we can't disappoint the officer. Stone, Shunzi come out!" Wang Huzi took off his holster and threw it to the brothers behind him. A brother with good skills, he wants to see how arrogant Yang Ling is!

Two soldiers with grinning faces stood up in response. Although Yang Ling showed his hand, they really didn't pay attention to Yang Ling. Following Wang Huzi's loud shout, the four of them charged at the same time with murderous aura. To Yang Ling.

Facing the four people rushing towards him, Yang Ling was not afraid. He stood up to meet them without dodging or evading. His moves were simple and sharp, and they were honed on the battlefield to kill people. Although he was alone, he was like a thousand troops. With just four moves, the four burly men were all lying on the ground.

The onlookers and the students all gasped, with expressions of shock on their faces. They didn't expect Yang Ling to be so powerful. In just a few breaths, he knocked down four strong men with good skills. A look of awe rose in my heart.

"Who else wants to come and compete?" Yang Ling's sharp eyes swept over those rebellious soldiers, but they were completely silent, and none of them dared to look at Yang Ling, being overwhelmed by his aura.

Wang Huzi's intestines are regretful now, he really kicked the iron plate, mother, this kid is so ruthless and fast, his bones are about to fall apart, but he is convinced in his heart, he stood up holding his arms , bowed his head to Yang Ling: "Sir, we are willing to bet and admit defeat."

"Okay, since you are willing to gamble and admit defeat, then you have to listen to me from now on. If anyone dares to obey the law, don't blame me for being cruel."

"Yes!"

Yang Ling's face turned serious, and he said coldly, "All gather!"

"Don't be dazed, gather together!" Wang Huzi yelled loudly when he saw the people who were still in a daze and didn't react.

More than 300 stragglers who were soon dispersed and more than a hundred young students who were full of enthusiasm for serving the country gathered in the weedy open space, but seeing their crooked queue, Yang Ling really didn't dare to compliment .

"Liu Yidao." Yang Ling called out to the back, Liu Yidao understood, grinned grinningly and walked towards the crooked line.

Text Chapter 268 Military Heart Available

"Put your chest up and stand up straight!"

Liu Yidao didn't show the slightest courtesy to these crooked veterans, he even beat and kicked them to correct their standing posture. The veterans were afraid of Yang Ling who was standing in front, and although they glared angrily, they didn't dare to say anything.

The effect was immediate. After Liu Yidao's purge, although the military uniforms of the 400-member team were tattered, compared with the decadent and sloppy appearance just now, they stood neatly in the open space, and the momentum of the team changed accordingly. Very chilling atmosphere.

The so-called what kind of commander leads what kind of soldiers, the temperament of the commander determines the temperament of the subordinates, the combat effectiveness of the army will not be strong when encountering a weak and incompetent commander, and the commander who is as wolfish as a tiger, then the subconscious Under the influence, the team must also become stronger.

Now the National Revolutionary Army has many factions, which are divided into the central army and the provincial army, as well as direct descendants and miscellaneous brands. Although they are all dispatched by the central government, the combat effectiveness of each army is uneven. Although they can unite in a bloody battle against the devils , but in general, lack of cohesion, lack of military spirit.

The army is a mess without a soul, especially these stragglers originally belonged to various troops. Once they encounter a strong enemy's onslaught, they are likely to collapse at a touch. If Yang Ling wants them to have fighting power, he has to twist them into a rope and tie them heart together.

Although the military spirit of the army needs to be formed in long-term battles, and they are different, good discipline is undoubtedly the simplest and most convenient method. As long as there is a common temperament, it will be easier to form cohesion.

Although the guerrilla battalion has not been established for a long time, Liu Yidao and his old brothers are quite different from before. Not only has their sense of discipline and execution ability improved, but they no longer want to run away first when encountering enemies. The spirit of bright swords that the brave wins when we meet on a narrow road!

Now that the military situation is urgent, Yang Ling doesn't have much time to explain the truth to these newly recruited brothers who entered the guerrilla camp, and the spirit of the military soul is cultivated for a long time and cannot be achieved overnight.

What Yang Ling asked them to do now was to make them have a sense of discipline and obedience, because only in this way could the loose sand be united in a short period of time.

"My name is Yang Ling, the battalion commander of the guerrilla battalion. From today on, you will be soldiers of our guerrilla battalion!" Yang Ling's voice was not loud, but every brother could hear him clearly.

"I don't care which unit you came from before, but if you enter my guerrilla camp, you have to follow the rules of my guerrilla camp. There is only one requirement of mine, and you must obey it unconditionally! I, Yang Ling, can't rub the sand in my eyes. At your own peril!"

"Do you understand?" Yang Ling didn't say anything important, and it would be useless if he said it clearly, so it was simple and straightforward.

"Understood." The students who volunteered to be soldiers replied loudly, but the stragglers were weak.

Seeing the laziness and perfunctory of the stragglers, Yang Ling leaned his head in front of him and roared loudly: "Do you understand?!"

The straggler was startled by Yang Ling, and Yang Ling's murderous eyes made him shudder, and he hurriedly replied loudly: "Understood!"

Yang Ling's strength and sternness made Wang Huzi feel awe in their hearts. They knew that this officer was not so easy to get along with, so they put away their foolish thoughts.

Of course, Yang Ling would not just rely on his status as an officer to force these newly added brothers into the camp. He still understood the principle of stick and carrot, so after disbanding the team, he immediately ordered Liu Yidao to use the money to buy meat.

Although Gaoqiaomen is now on the front line of the war, as the saying goes, money can turn ghosts, and he still got a lot of meat back.

These stragglers and students belong to those whose grandma doesn’t love their uncles and don’t love them. In this shelter, they eat salted rice or multigrain cakes every day. It doesn’t matter if they are full. When they saw the meat that Liu Yidao brought back, their eyes lit up. Swallow saliva.

"Brothers, you follow my Yang Ling to fight. As long as you obey the orders and fight bravely, I, Yang Ling, will never treat you badly!" Yang Ling waved to Liu Yidao proudly: "Share the flesh for the brothers!"

These old soldiers are nothing more than food to serve as soldiers. Although Yang Ling looked fierce when he spoke, but now that he understood their difficulties and brought them food, he immediately bought most of their hearts.

Of course, Yang Ling's methods were not limited to these. When the veterans were wolfing down food, he started to pat this brother on the shoulder to encourage him, and then sat down with that brother and chatted about the daily life, asking where his hometown was, and what kind of food was there at home? How many people are there?

Yang Ling's inadvertent actions shortened the distance with these brothers, making them feel a real, flesh-and-blood officer, not a high-ranking officer, and the relationship between the two sides was quickly drawn closer.

When Wang Huzi and the others heard that Yang Ling had also fought bloody battles with the Shanghai Tong Devils a month ago, they were in awe of Yang Ling again. It was worthy of respect to be able to come back alive from such a bloody battlefield.

"Our battalion commander led us to destroy the devil's cavalry, killed the devil's commander, and killed the devil's general on the way to retreat..."

Liu Yidao also didn't know what to say, and yelled about Yang Ling's deeds like beans, which made the students' blood boil, and they looked at Yang Ling differently.

Yang Ling neither admitted nor denied what Liu Yidao said, but just chatted cordially with his brethren with a smile, and this calmness of flattery and humiliation made him shrouded in a bit of mystery. If ordinary people get so much credit, That tail is no longer up to the sky, but look at how calm their battalion commander is.