Milong took off his shirt and threw it to the ground, revealing his muscular tendons.

"Milong, I advise you to take it easy. This man of mine is not easy to deal with. Maybe you will lose your pants..." Meng Fanlai patted the brand new bandage on his leg and advised Milong.

Mi Long was also a little unsure, but he had already let the words out, so there was no reason to take them back: "Sir, I keep my word. If you want me to reward you, let's make a show. I will win or lose."

"Then come!" Liao Mingyu didn't mean to refuse at all. Firstly, he wanted to establish his authority, and this kid was willing to be the first to be the best. Secondly, this kid had a room full of supplies, and Liao Mingyu was also very interested.

I'm so greedy, who asked this kid to deliver it to my door?

Mi Long is a tiger general. His combat effectiveness is undoubtedly the strongest among the cannon fodder regiments. He is also the machine gunner with the strongest firepower in the team. Liao Mingyu wanted to take this opportunity to dampen his spirit.

"I hope Milong won't attack too harshly. In the past, beating an officer would have resulted in beheading," Snake Butt said with some worry.

"You know Hammer, I think the captain is not simple. If you underestimate him on the battlefield, you may lose your life." Kaname completely disagreed with Snake Butt's point of view.

Except for a few people who noticed that Liao Mingyu was not simple, everyone else was worried about him. After all, Milong was the man who could still defeat the entire cannon fodder group.

At this time, the two of them had walked to the center of the yard and started gesticulating. Milong was very strong and his attacks were ruthless enough. He suddenly rushed towards Liao Mingyu and punched him in the face.

Liao Mingyu sidestepped like lightning, and at the same time grabbed Mi Long's fist with his right hand, bent his right foot towards his leg and kicked him to the ground.

Mi Long, who was rolling around on the ground, looked at Liao Mingyu in disbelief, and with just one move, he was knocked to the ground.

"Come again!" Roaring unconvinced, Mi Long rushed towards Liao Mingyu again without hesitation.

There was a "plop", and this time it was even worse. While Liao Mingyu dodged him, he tripped on his feet, causing him to fall flat on his face.

"Ouch, it hurts," Milong yelled, covering his face.

"If you have the ability, don't hide. I don't believe I can't defeat you today!"

Ever since he was a child, Zhang Milong has never suffered such a big loss. Whether he was fighting on the street or hanging out in the black market, he was always the one who took advantage. Unexpectedly, he also fell into trouble today.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mi Long rushed over again. This time he also learned the lesson. He no longer greeted Liao Mingyu's upper body blindly, but kicked Liao Mingyu's lower waist with a powerful and heavy whip kick.

Liao Mingyu snorted coldly. It seemed that if he didn't get a little more ruthless, he might not be able to convince the crowd.

I saw him grabbing the dragon's legs and kicking the dragon swiftly and violently in the belly.

Bang! Milong flew backwards and fell into a pile of firewood in the corner.

"Pfft! Cough cough cough..." Milong spat out the firewood residue in his mouth, held his stomach and coughed, almost being kicked and vomited! Then he waved his hands with difficulty: "I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore, I can't beat you.

, convinced."

"Oh...!" Everyone shouted and cheered excitedly, with Li Erwa shouting the most excitedly. Everyone couldn't believe that Liao Mingyu's legs and feet were so good, and they were even more in awe of their leader.

"Everything in the warehouse belongs to you. Alas, I have no shame in killing me. I am such a great man..."

I've been defeated again and again, I haven't become a soldier, I've lost a whole house of wealth, what else can I do...

All this made this man from the Northeast feel ashamed and felt that he had lost his face to his grandma's house. He stood up with difficulty, clutching his stomach and mumbling... slowly walked towards the door.

"Zhang Milong!"

Mi Long was stunned for a moment, then turned back to look at Liao Mingyu in confusion.

"I'll give you one minute to report, otherwise, you won't be able to get on this roster again!" Liao Mingyu said angrily. This grandson behaves like this when he loses.

"Ah?" Milongmu scratched his ears in confusion and didn't react for a while.

"Are you stupid? Just agree!"

"Hurry up, agree quickly, you turtle will still have a chance."

"Brother Milong, please agree, the regiment leader wants to keep you." A group of key members of the cannon fodder group reminded him anxiously.

"Oh...come on, come on! Report to the regimental commander! Zhang Milong! Deputy battalion commander of the transportation battalion of the 381st regiment of the 6th Transportation Brigade of the Northeast Army, with the rank of second lieutenant. The report is completed. Please join the queue!" Milong shouted excitedly.

"Go" immediately added the name of Mysterious Dragon to the roster.

"Commander, within three meters!" Liao Mingyu shouted.

"Here, everyone, what are your orders?" Meng Fanlai hurried forward.

"You can see it. There are so many people. I have to remember when. Come and help me with a pen! Are you still laughing?" Liao Mingyu was so angry that this kid had some ink in his belly. How could he not see anything at all?

None.

"Yes, group, we're coming." The shopkeeper said clearly without giving up his hand. As for scolding the young master, Meng Fan was speechless.

"Continue to sign up later, and that Lin Yi, you also come here to help me remember it. You two are the only ones in the whole group who can read, so these gangsters will give it to you first. If you screw up, you will be engaged in military law!"

Scare this kid A Yi, and seeing him running over in a panic and sitting at the table looking serious and nervous, Liao Mingyu couldn't help but want to laugh.

Walking to the side, he lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. Liao Mingyu was also thinking about his next plan... In just 20 days, it may be a bit reluctant to systematically improve their combat effectiveness. He can only teach them how to fight in the jungle first.

Some basic tactics. Improving survivability as much as possible is the top priority...

"Reporting to the group, everyone has been registered, a total of 93 people, and weapons and uniforms have been distributed." Meng Fan Le's report interrupted Liao Mingyu's meditation.

Everyone put on new military uniforms, held new rifles, and straightened their waists. They looked like a group of beggars just now, but now they had a completely new look. Looking at the new faces, Liao Mingyu smiled with satisfaction.

Finally, he looks like a Chinese soldier!

Two Thompson submachine guns were issued to Bu La and Kaname. Although these two people joked and joked around normally, in battle they were the kind of men who put their heads down and dared to charge, and they were also rare sharp-edged soldiers.

The machine gun was still given to Mi Long. This guy was tall and powerful, so he was suitable to be a machine gunner. Besides, he himself had a soft spot for this big guy with strong firepower.

Just follow the original drama and assign him Doubianpai as the assistant shooter, which is not a coincidence. Even though Doubiang is only 17 years old, he has a lot of brute strength. He carries dozens of kilograms of ammunition boxes on his back like a normal person.

Perfectly suited to be the secondary shooter of the Mysterious Dragon.

"Milong, take out all the cans, pork, etc. from your warehouse and give your brothers a feast!" Liao Mingyu waved his hand and said very generously.

"No, leader, you said you were so merciful that you allowed me to join. How about forgetting about our warehouse? It's not easy for me to save such a small fortune..."

Liao Mingyu was amused when he heard this and joked, "You kid is thinking of good things. It is absolutely impossible for you to want to go back after you are in my hands."

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm willing to admit defeat. Do you know that I let you join because of the sake of my brothers? Don't be ignorant. You are still a Northeastern man, just like a girl. Those things can give birth to babies.

Ah, we are going to fight, why do we stay here!?"

When Mi Long heard this, he couldn't lose face. Thinking about it, he had to accept the request he made. Besides, the leader did give him face. Forget it, he just regarded it as a good deed and went to fight. In the end, these things were cheap.

That damn webmaster.

"Oh, that's alright. The group leader has already spoken. It's all divided. I can't handle it." Mi Long said.

"Wow"

Everyone rushed in and were stunned by the dazzling array of things.

Canned beef, soju, chocolate, watermelon, flour, lighters, and even two Camel cigarettes.

"It's amazing, there are so many good products."

"I knew that there must be a reason for this turtle to be able to eat watermelon."

The whole courtyard immediately burst into loud cheers...

On the morning of the next day, Liao Mingyu divided the 93 people of the Sichuan Army into three platoons. Meng Fanglia served as the temporary platoon leader of the three platoons. He first let them train in basic formations, and then conducted simple training.

The three-by-three tactical team coordinates training.

They were required to follow the orders as strictly as possible, otherwise this group of soldiers from all over the world would die if they did not obey the general's orders on the battlefield.

"Everyone is here, let's go together! One two one, one two one!"

"Turn and run in unison, one two one, one two three four!"

The neat and loud chants sounded in the courtyard, causing confusion among the people living around. The defeated soldiers of the Sichuan Army were too lazy to move. Do they still need to practice now?

There was a large pot standing in the corner of the yard, which was boiling with fragrant broth. The charming smell of meat spread throughout the yard. The smell made the mouths of the grandchildren walking together drool, and they wished it would be noon soon.

Start cooking.

"Yama, when a three-person team is marching, don't run too fast alone, and pay attention to the position of your teammates."

"Kang Ya! You and Snake Butt can just hug each other, spread out, spread out, I have to say several times, if the Japanese machine gunner comes over, you will both die!"

"Isn't that cool? Does your team know how to alternate cover and move forward? Do you think the three of you are going to die together?!" The recruits who have never fought in a war are training in unison, while the veterans are training team tactics.

He is so stupid. Liao Mingyu hates the fact that iron cannot become steel. After teaching these grandsons for a long time, he can't even learn the most basic alternating cover march.

But the only good thing is that a large part of this group of people are also battlefield veterans. As long as they practice together for a period of time, their combat effectiveness will definitely improve qualitatively.

We can only take it slowly, even if it is just temporary.

After explaining for a while, Liao Mingyu walked to the hall, arranged his clothes, and sat in the middle of the room.

He looked at his watch and saw that he had to wait for someone today. Counting the time, that person should be arriving soon.
Chapter completed!