"Zhuzi, you are a talented person." Ding Wei changed the subject, feeling that there was no need to argue about who is the best gunner.
After a pause, Ding Wei continued: "I, Ding Wei, am a person who makes the best use of his talents. You can definitely use your talents with me.
I declare that from today on, you, Wang Chengzhu, will be the platoon leader of our 28th Regiment Artillery Platoon."
"ah?"
Wang Chengzhu was suddenly promoted from a soldier to a platoon leader, and he didn't react for a while.
Wang Chengzhu seemed to have doubts about his ability and was about to refuse.
Ding Wei shouted in a low voice: "Artillery platoon leader Wang Chengzhu, do you have the ability to bring out the artillery platoon!"
When Ding Wei asked him abruptly, Wang Chengzhu responded subconsciously: "Yes, leader, I promise to complete the mission!"
"Commander, are you saying that I can also shoot with artillery when I come to the 28th Regiment?" Wang Chengzhu asked cautiously.
The entire 386th Brigade had grenades and not many mortar regiments, so it was not surprising that Wang Chengzhu was suspicious.
"That's right, otherwise why would I want you to be the artillery platoon leader?" Ding Wei said with a smile: "When I come to the 28th Regiment, you will definitely be indispensable for the artillery platoon.
I’m afraid that you kid will make you want to vomit from the cannon fire, so you don’t want to fire the cannon at all.”
"Captain, how can you do that? There's no such thing as fun in shooting." Wang Chengzhu said excitedly: "I'm afraid you will feel sorry for the ammunition and won't let me fire again."
"Fuck you, I'm not as stingy as that kid Li Yunlong!" Ding Wei smiled and gave Zhu Zhu a headache, and said again.
"Remember, you guys only belong to my command. No one can command you except me!"
"Yes, leader!" Wang Chengzhu responded.
"I'll say the ugly thing first. You have to do a good job for me and bring out the artillery platoon. I don't expect you to be able to hit every target."
Ding Wei looked sternly as he stared at Wang Chengzhu and said, "But wherever I ask you to blow up, you will be blown up by me.
Even if I ask you to blow up a mountain, you have to level that mountain for me!"
"Yes, Commander!" Wang Chengzhu said seriously: "Even if you ask me to blow up the Japanese Palace, I will kill them all together!"
"Don't just brag to me, work hard in the 28th Regiment, I will eat your sweet potatoes and drink them." Ding Wei said with a smile.
At the mention of sweet potato roasting, Zhuzi's mouth immediately started to drool, and his eyes shone.
Zhuzi has two hobbies in total.
Have sex and drink sweet potatoes.
Now that both hobbies can be satisfied at the same time, Zhuzi is naturally happy.
"Commander, how many people are there in our artillery platoon?" Wang Chengzhu asked tentatively.
Three grenades?
Or two mortars?
In Wang Chengzhu's opinion, it was enough for the Eighth Route Army to have one mortar per squad.
An artillery platoon with three grenades or two mortars is already the limit of Wang Chengzhu's imagination.
To put it bluntly, when Ding Wei and others called, Wang Chengzhu had been seriously injured and fainted, and he did not see clearly the equipment level of the 28th Regiment.
But how did he know that the artillery platoon of the 28th Regiment was said to be an artillery platoon, but Ding Wei never expanded its establishment.
Although it is said to be an artillery platoon, in fact, after capturing the artillery brigade of Sakata Regiment, the artillery strength of the artillery platoon of the 28th Regiment is completely equivalent to that of an artillery regiment.
"You will know exactly how many people there are when the time comes." Ding Wei decided to give it a try and give Zhu Zhu a surprise, and said vaguely.
It will be very interesting to see the dumbfounded look of the artillery platoon when the pillars appear.
"Oh..." Zhuzi nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
Seeing Ding Wei's strange expression, Zhu Zhu couldn't help but feel a little strange. He thought it was because the artillery platoon had too few people and the regiment leader was too embarrassed to speak.
While talking, Ding Wei took out another artillery soul and put it in his hand. He pretended not to take it lightly and patted Wang Chengzhu, then patted the artillery soul into Wang Chengzhu's body.
"Zhuzi, do your best!" Ding Wei said: "I'll leave first. You can recover here slowly. If you need anything, just ask."
Wang Chengzhu felt a warm current coming over him, and his body couldn't help but trembled twice: "Well, Commander, please go slowly, I won't see you off."
Ding Wei nodded and walked out with Monk Wei.
"Captain, who is that boy? Is it worthy of you to treat him like this?" Monk Wei, who had been holding back his words, couldn't help but ask.
According to what the regiment leader just said, the boy on the hospital bed is just an ordinary soldier.
As a result, the regiment leader not only came to express condolences in person, but also promoted him to the position of platoon leader.
Ding Wei ignored Monk Wei, settled Wang Chengzhu, and then it was time to build a base area.
The 28th Regiment took a prisoner-of-war camp from a young Japanese and ruined Kazuki Yamamoto's training plan. This old Japanese will not swallow this easily.
During this period of time, in addition to continuing to recruit troops, the 28th Regiment also needs to build the base area into an unbreakable fortress to guard against Japanese attacks before the Japs come.
…
Five kilometers outside the Japanese prisoner of war camp.
A convoy of ten trucks formed on the winding road.
The car was filled with Japanese soldiers in strange costumes, with different expressions and a bit of expectation in their eyes.
There was also a familiar figure sitting in the leading car.
If Ding Wei were here, he would definitely recognize his identity on the spot.
This old Japanese is none other than Kazuki Yamamoto, the founder of the Japanese First Army, the Yamato Soul Commando.
At this time, Yamamoto Kazuki was driving the car expressionlessly.
Originally, it was not necessary for Yamamoto Kazuki to do such things as leading the troops in training. The commando team had specialized instructors to conduct killing training.
However, the appearance of Ding Wei made Yamamoto Kazuki no longer dare to take it lightly. Only by personally training these soldiers would he feel at ease.
"Lord Osaka, where are we going?" Goro Ogama looked at Yamamoto Kazuki and asked strangely.
"I'll take you to a very interesting place." Yamamoto Kazuki thought for a moment and said with a sinister smile.
"An interesting place?" Xiaolu Goro was a little puzzled.
Yamamoto Kazuki stopped talking and continued to drive the car.
Seeing that Yamamoto Kazuki didn't want to say more, Koro Goro put away his curiosity.
Not long after, they arrived near the prisoner of war camp.
When looking in the direction of the prisoner of war camp, Kazuki Yamamoto suddenly noticed something was wrong. The gate of the prisoner of war camp was missing, and even the machine gun position outside the gate was blown to pieces.
Kazuki Yamamoto immediately stepped on the accelerator to speed up the vehicle.
With a screeching brake, the truck stopped steadily outside the prisoner of war camp.
Kazuki Yamamoto didn't bother to turn off the engine, opened the car door and jumped out. Seeing this, Kazuki Oga followed closely behind Kazuki Yamamoto.
When the two of them saw the situation in the prisoner of war camp clearly, they were a little confused for a moment, and the other dozens of Japanese commando members were also dumbfounded.
now.
The entire prisoner-of-war camp was in a mess, blood flowed into rivers, and the air was filled with an unpleasant smell of blood.
Hundreds of corpses lay scattered on the ground, and it was unclear whether they were dead or alive.