Anti-Japanese starts with a bright sword

"Hurry up, get him off the ground, the ground is too cold, we have to find a warm place quickly..."

Zhao Gang turned his head and said to Song Lingyun: "You are familiar with this place, quickly lead the way."

"Okay!" Song Lingyun responded immediately.

Of course, Song Lingyun didn't say anything about helping the monk, and he immediately took Zhao Gang and the others back.

On the way, Zhao Gang's guards carried the monk on his back at first.

After a certain distance, Song Lingyun saw that the guard was out of breath, spraying hot air from his mouth and nose like a boiling kettle.

"Brother, let me recite it." Song Lingyun said.

The guard nodded quickly and said, "Yeah, let's change."

While carrying the monk, Song Lingyun silently knocked down a can of energy drink.

Zhao Gang and the guards couldn't see him drinking, because there was no need for Song Lingyun to drink in reality.

When he chose to use a can of energy drink, his avatar on the virtual screen automatically drank a can of energy drink.

His physical strength reached its peak in an instant, and Song Lingyun naturally felt more relaxed carrying the monk on his back.

After reciting for two miles in one breath, both Zhao Gang and his guards had to trot to keep up with Song Lingyun.

"It's me!" said the guard.

"No, I'm fine." Song Lingyun shook his head and said, "Let's speed up and go back to the regiment headquarters."

"Speed ​​up?" The guard was surprised.

I just carried so far that I felt exhausted. The person in front of me is so powerful, it's been two miles, and I still don't feel tired.

"Okay." Zhao Gang nodded.

Zhao Gang also saw that Song Lingyun was in good condition, not the kind of strong supporter, so he nodded in agreement.

At the same time, Zhao Gang also sighed in his heart, this Song Lingyun is really powerful.

Carrying such a heavy person on his back, trotting so far all the way, his breath is still so peaceful, without the slightest blush and thick neck.

After running another two miles, the guard Xiao He asked, "Brother Song, do you want to replace me?"

For Song Lingyun's performance, Xiao He was really convinced.

A person who was so heavy on his back seemed to have no weight on Song Lingyun's body.

No, just call me brother!

But Song Lingyun said lightly, "No need."

Really, energy drinks, whoever drinks them, will never stop.

Running wildly all the way back to the base of the independent regiment, Song Lingyun sent the monk directly to the clinic.

Zhao Gang and the guard Xiao He went directly to the regiment headquarters, Song Lingyun did not go, he was guarding the monk in the health center.

He was worried that if he went to the regiment headquarters, Li Yunlong would give him a slap in the face.

After all, he went out to fight in the wild, but he came back without hitting anything.

Although he saved a monk and brought Commissar Zhao back, according to Song Lingyun's understanding of Li Yunlong.

In the future, once Li Yunlong quarreled with Political Commissar Zhao, he probably won't get any benefits, and he might be pulled out by Li Yunlong to take the blame.

Besides, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang didn't see each other at first.

I still have to get used to it slowly, and I don't know how long it will take until I urinate into a jug.

Therefore, the wisest choice now is not to blend.

"How is it, old horse?" Song Lingyun asked.

There are only two doctors in the health center of the regiment headquarters, and they are not serious doctors.

Lao Ma is a wild doctor. After being rescued by the independent group, he became a member of the independent group.

There is another one, Xiao Ma, who is the apprentice of Lao Ma in the independent group.

Xiao Ma has no relatives with Lao Ma, he is just an injury rescued by Lao Ma in the Independence Regiment.

At that time, Xiao Ma's calf was shot and his bones were shattered by the bullet. It was Lao Ma who saved his life.

Although the pony is now lame with a leg, he has saved his life anyway.

"It's okay, I just passed out, wait for him to wake up." The old horse said: "Little Ma, go to the cooking class and prepare some porridge and steamed buns. Give him to eat when he wakes up."

"Okay." The pony dragged his lame leg and walked towards the cooking class.

Although L heard Lao Ma say that, Song Lingyun was relieved.

"Who is this? Why is he wearing the clothes over there?" The old horse asked Song Lingyun.

"I don't know yet."

Song Lingyun shook his head and said, "When I saw him, I already passed out."

"Oh." Lao Ma nodded, and asked again: "Who were those two people just now? I think they are cadres?"

"The new political commissar of our regiment." Song Lingyun said.

"Hey, for this battle, the head and political commissar have all been replaced." Lao Ma shook his head and sighed.

When Lao Ma said that, Song Lingyun scratched his head a little, he didn't know how to answer these words.

He himself was brought over by the new regiment leader Li Yunlong.

"Okay, then I'll go back first, and when he wakes up, let Xiaoma notify me." Song Lingyun said.

"Okay." The old horse replied.

Song Lingyun didn't go back, he went into the mountain again to see if he could get some prey back.

Now that Li Yunlong met Zhao Gang, he must be in a bad mood. It's better to get some prey back, and don't let the leader Li find a chance to get angry.

On a snowy day, Song Lingyun thought about bringing a rabbit or roe deer back.

He found a mountain at random, and he went up.

Song Lingyun has never hunted before, so whether he can catch prey depends entirely on luck.

As long as he is lucky enough to let him see the prey, there is no need to say that if a shot hits, he will never let go of the gun.

Wandering around the mountain for nearly two hours, he did not come across any prey.

"It's a bit unlucky." Song Lingyun sighed secretly, he decided to go back, and it was almost time for dinner.

"The first snow in 2002 came later than usual."

In the heavy snow, Song Lingyun hummed a song and changed the lyrics: "The first snow in 1940, I don't know whether it came early or late. After a day of tossing, I didn't catch any prey..."

By the time he returned to the regiment, he had already missed the meal.

Song Lingyun was in the cooking squad and had a meal with the soldiers of the cooking squad.

While he was eating, someone came over: "Squad Leader Song, the team leader is looking for you!"

"Okay." Song Lingyun quickly wolfed down his meal and went to see Captain Li. .

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Chapter 82

"Report, good morning, head."

As soon as Song Lingyun entered the door, he saw Li Yunlong in the yard, standing in front of him was the monk he had just rescued.

Different from the dying and pale image before, now he is full of vigor and ruddy, not at all like a patient.

When Song Lingyun glanced at the monk, he was surprised.

In such a short period of time, he was able to fully recover his body. It seems that this monk's physical fitness is indeed superior to that of ordinary people.

"Come in."

Seeing the person coming from the door was Song Lingyun, Li Yunlong's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Song Lingyun, come here." He waved to Song Lingyun, his dark face showed a few big white teeth, and asked excitedly, "Come here, how is the harvest?"

"Reporting to the head of the group, I didn't catch any wild goods." Song Lingyun reported truthfully, while lowering his head, while observing Li Yunlong's face.

Sure enough, in the next second, his expression changed to that of a black-faced Guan Gong.

Sure enough, the face of the head of the group, just like the sky in April, can change as soon as it changes.

He was even more fortunate that he didn't come in with Political Commissar Zhao Gang just now, otherwise, when Captain Li was in a bad mood, he would undoubtedly add fuel to the fire if he said these words again.

"Hey, you brat, I asked you to go hunting, you spent half a day, but I didn't get any of them."

Li Yunlong opened his hands to beat Song Lingyun, this brat, he didn't even catch a bird's egg all morning, just thinking about it made him angry.

"Leader, leader, calm down, there are outsiders here, you should pay attention to your image, don't let people think that our independent group will only bully the small with the big, look at the jokes of our independent group."

Song Lingyun grinned at the corner of his mouth, and said with a chuckle, while quickly dodging Li Yunlong's "attack".

"You brat, you've learned to be stubborn with me."

After speaking, Li Yunlong stopped his hands, gave Song Lingyun a fierce look, and straightened his clothes.

Then he turned around and asked in a very friendly tone, "How about it, monk, do you want to join?"

Listening to the situation, Song Lingyun guessed that it was Li Yunlong who asked the monk if he wanted to join the independent group.

After all, it is people who fight during the war, and as long as they are young and middle-aged, they are good seedlings for the Eighth Route Army.

What's more, a young man with a strong body and a huge physique like a monk, as long as he is trained, he will definitely be able to play a huge role on the battlefield.

Who is Li Yunlong? He is the king of the mountain who knows the pearl with his eyes. How could he let such a person slip away? That's why he asked the monk.

"Really not going to participate?" Li Yunlong asked again.

Song Lingyun thought to himself, it seems that Li Yunlong has already learned about the monk's experience and thinks he is a malleable talent, so he asked repeatedly.

Otherwise, with his violent temper, he would have kicked his feet and left, and said the last sentence, "I'm used to you. I usually reject others. It's your turn to reject me."

The monk still shook his head, with a serious face and a firm tone, without wavering, "I won't participate, I'm going to report to the Central Army."

"It's really a pity, beating six devils with bare hands." Li Yunlong shook his head while muttering.

"Head, who do you think beat the six devils with bare hands?" Song Lingyun asked in feigned shock.

Li Yunlong just wanted to swear, Song Lingyun is usually so smart, why doesn't he have eyesight now, besides this monk, could it be him?

However, when he saw the flash of light in Song Lingyun's eyes, he suddenly understood and nodded while snickering.

This young man is quite witty, he wanted to provoke the monk on purpose, and had a contest, and if he won by luck, then he could be allowed to stay.

In fact, Li Yunlong had already decided in his heart that what the monk said was probably true. Firstly, from his figure, and secondly, from his many years of experience in Shaolin Temple, he definitely had the qualifications to single out five devils.

He admitted that Song Lingyun's marksmanship was accurate and his ability to fight with bayonets was strong, but in this situation, it was unarmed combat, and he had nothing to do with knives or guns, even a little bit.

Then this is also a pure martial arts competition, who is better at martial arts skills.

The monk came from the Shaolin Temple, and martial arts training was his housekeeping skill, but Song Lingyun was different. In his opinion, Song Lingyun was destined to lose in this match.

But he still decided to take a gamble.

So, he pointed at the monk, and praised Song Lingyun with joy, "This monk in front of you, he escaped from the prisoner camp. There are so many little devils and so many guns in the prisoner camp. He can escape!" , Song Lingyun, you said that he is a monk, is he very powerful?"

While Li Yunlong was speaking, Song Lingyun was always watching the monk's expression.

Sure enough, the monk's tense face eased a lot. It seems that Captain Li's flattery is still useful. He has already let go of part of his defenses. As for the rest, he will leave it to him. He promises to break through his last defense with just one sentence. .

"Excellent? Commander, I think he might be bragging. How could he single out six devils? I can say that with one mouth, and I can hit ten with one." Song Lingyun said arrogantly and disdainfully.

"Who are you talking about bragging?" Hearing this, the monk shouted angrily, and even raised his fists to fight Song Lingyun.

Li Yunlong was in the middle, stopping the monk while persuading him: "Don't worry, you young man, you have such a strong temper, in fact, what my subordinates say doesn't make sense."

"How about this, monk, how about you just compete with my subordinates, whoever falls to the ground first will lose?"

"Captain, since it's a competition, there must be a reward statement." Song Lingyun met the monk's gaze and said without any fear.

"If I lose, I will let you handle it." The monk said righteously, "But if you lose."