"Don't shoot!" Ding Wei stretched out his hand to signal and walked up quickly.
Seeing Ding Wei approaching, the battalion commander's face was full of doubts, and he couldn't figure out who these people in front of him were.
"Thank you all heroes for coming to the rescue!" The commander of the third battalion raised his hand and said: "I don't know which army you are from, so I can come and thank you in person one day!"
"No, it's just a small matter, no need to thank you." Ding Wei waved his hand casually.
Just as the commander of the third battalion was about to continue speaking, another voice rang out from the crowd.
"Ding, you are simply amazing. You have killed so many little devils!" Sam walked quickly to Ding Wei.
I looked around excitedly, and saw that all the corpses of Japanese soldiers were lying around. They were either shot in the head or chest. In short, they were walking very peacefully.
Hundreds of Japanese soldiers were wiped out so easily in the hands of Ding Wei and others, which completely exceeded Sam's understanding of the Japanese army.
"They're just some little devils. If we could be like your country, we would have bombed them with firepower long ago, and no one would be able to use them." Ding Wei said with a smile.
When the commander of the third battalion heard an English sentence from the team, his expression instantly became excited.
"Quick, ask." He turned to look at the only translator in the team.
The translator took a step forward: "Excuse me, are you Sam?"
When he heard someone calling his name, Sam was a little surprised: "Yes, I am."
When he saw the clothes of the people in front of him clearly, Sam immediately understood: "Are you from the Jinsui Army?"
"That's right, we are. We came here specifically to pick you up today and ask you to go back to the 358th Regiment of the Shanxi-Sui Army with us. Our regiment leader will definitely entertain you well," the translator said excitedly.
Then he told the conversation to the battalion commander.
Ding Wei raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
Yo ho.
I've been robbing people for a long time. Now that I've saved you, I'm going to start robbing people, right?
Sam shook his head: "No, I don't know you. I won't go back with you. He saved my life, so I want to go back with him."
The translator hurriedly translated this to the battalion commander beside him.
The commander of the third battalion became anxious when he heard this: "This hero, this person next to you is very important to us, can you let him go with us?
You can set whatever conditions you want, as long as it's within our capabilities, we'll have no problem with it!"
Because he heard what Ding Wei said before, he subconsciously asked Ding Wei for help.
But he ignored one of the most important issues. How could the identity of this man in front of him, who was powerful in combat and whose leader knew English, be simple?
"No, I can't help you." Ding Wei shook his head and said: "He is important to you, and he is also very important to us. If I give it to you, how can I deal with my superiors?"
"Your commander?" the commander of the third battalion reacted: "Are you the Eighth Route Army?"
A ridiculous thought suddenly arose in his mind: when did the Eighth Route Army have such a unit?
"That's right, go back and tell your group leader, and I will take him away." Ding Wei said with a smile.
"..." The commander of the third battalion had a headache, and the thought of robbing him suddenly arose in his mind.
It seemed that the gap reached the inner thoughts of the commander of the third battalion. Ding Wei sneered and said: "Of course, if you want to take action against your savior.
Then I don’t mind helping your Commander Chu educate you!”
The words just fell.
The soldiers around Ding Wei raised their guns and aimed at the national troops in front of them.
"You sons of bitches, we just saved you for nothing!" Monk Wei had a hot temper and cursed with his eyes wide open.
"You idiot, what are you trying to do? The Japanese can't beat them, and you want to attack the brother troops in the same rank without even checking whether you are the right one!" Ma Han shouted.
"I would like to see who is faster, you or my gun!" Wang Xikui said bluntly.
Wang Gensheng weighed the two grenades and sneered: "I still have a few grenades left, why don't I give them a taste?"
The four most powerful members of Team 028 spoke one after another without concealing the threats in their words.
Not to be outdone, the men of the third battalion also aimed their guns at Ding Wei and the others.
Hearing the threat from the other side, the commander of the third battalion felt a chill.
He could be sure that if his actions were a bit misleading, they would shoot him without mercy, regardless of whether he was a national soldier or who he was.
Apart from anything else, they were the ones who saved the Third Battalion, otherwise the Third Battalion would have been lost long ago. If they attacked the troops who saved their lives, the 358th Regiment would be embarrassed if word spread about it.
If Commander Chu knew about this, he would definitely not spare him lightly.
To say the least, this unit is full of weirdness.
Even the little devils can be wiped out by them. It is not easy to clean up your own camp.
"How dare you, put down your guns!" the commander of the third battalion shouted, "The heroes on the other side saved us, and this is how you treat your saviors?"
Listening to the angry shouts of his battalion commander, the remaining soldiers of the third battalion had no choice but to put down their guns. Ding Wei also waved to the soldiers to put down their guns.
Opposite was the Eighth Route Army again, and he also knew that the Eighth Route Army must also be looking for this person.
Since everyone has been found by them, how can they easily give it to themselves?
"Hero, which army do you belong to? You can take him away, but at least let me give an explanation to the commander when I go back." The commander of the third battalion cupped his fists and said.
"Regiment 28, Ding Wei, leader of the cooking team." Ding Wei said directly.
"Regiment 28?" The commander of the third battalion looked a little confused: "Chief of the cooking squad?"
Why does this number sound so familiar?
And the name Ding Wei.
They are actually a cooking class. What a joke. Which cooking class has such a strong fighting capacity?
"Yes, we are from the cooking class." Ding Wei said with a smile.
"..." The commander of the third battalion looked unbelieving.
He thought that Ding Wei must be joking, but he always felt that Ding Wei's name was too familiar, and he couldn't remember it for a while.
Before he could react, Ding Wei was already preparing to lead his troops to leave.
"Wait a minute, Squad Leader Ding!" the commander of the third battalion said urgently.
"What's wrong?" Ding Wei said with a bad look on his face.
"Um... Squad Leader Ding, we are lost, can you take us out with you?" the commander of the third battalion asked.
When he said this, the commander of the third battalion blushed a little.
"No problem, you can follow if you want." Ding Wei said generously.
The commander of the third battalion relaxed. He was really worried that Ding Wei would refuse directly and leave them here.
With his strong memory, Ding Wei led his troops back along the original route.
After a while, they walked out of the woods.
Seeing the sky outside the woods, Sanyingying let out a long sigh of relief.
Finally came out...
"Since you have come out, I won't keep you here. Let's all disperse and go back to work." Ding Wei had no intention of keeping them any longer.
At this time, the commander of the third battalion finally saw clearly what was painted on the faces of Ding Wei and the others.
This is not because the light in the woods is poor, but because there is something on their faces, making it impossible to see their original appearance clearly.
"Where can there be such a cooking class?" the commander of the third battalion muttered in his heart.
The cooking class that Ding Wei mentioned was obviously a refusal, and he did not want to tell his true identity.
As for the man in front of him saying that he is the squad leader, it is even more nonsense.
How can any cooking team bring dozens of people and submachine guns to come here?
This thing was so weird that he had to go back and report it to the group.
"Okay, thank you squad leader Ding for saving me." The commander of the third battalion said goodbye and quickly left here.
…
The next day, early morning.
Ding Wei led his troops back to the base area.
At this moment.
Robert and others have selected a group of recruits who are not afraid of heights and have strong mental qualities, and are teaching the recruits some basic theoretical knowledge.
The most important ones are those who have read books, have excellent eyesight, and have language talents.
Because there are various words written on the blackboard, in Chinese, English and Japanese, which correspond to the names of various instruments on the aircraft.
Since we are training pilots, we cannot let them just fly a plane without knowing anything.
Therefore, the selection this time was very strict. Only 8 warriors who met the standards were selected out of a group of more than 2,000 people.
Because there are no airplanes to help with training, it is all about the most basic theoretical knowledge.
At this moment, Qiu Chan was busy translating and teaching what Robert and the others said to the soldiers in front of them.
Each of them held a small notebook in their hands and wrote down everything Qiu Chan translated.
"sister in law."
A soldier raised his hands.
Sister-in-law is what the soldiers call Qiu Chan in private.
When someone called her sister-in-law, Qiu Chan looked as if she should take it for granted and said, "What's wrong? Don't you understand?"
"No, what I want to say is, should we learn to speak foreigners' words? In this case, we don't have to trouble you to translate." The soldier said.
As soon as he spoke, the other warriors also echoed.
"That's right, it won't work for you to translate all the time."
"We have learned English by ourselves, and we can ask questions ourselves if we don't understand anything."
…
At the beginning of the Qiu Chan period, he thought that the soldiers felt that it was not easy to be a pilot and wanted to give up this opportunity, but he did not expect that it turned out to be like this.
"Qiu, what are they talking about?" Robert looked puzzled.
Qiu Chan smiled and said: "They are saying that if they want to learn English, it will be easier to learn in the future."
"This is a very good proposal." Robert grinned: "If they learn it, it will be more convenient to teach them in the future."
As he was talking, Ding Wei and his men walked over quickly and said, "Qiu Chan, how was your teaching?"
Suddenly I heard a familiar voice behind me.
Qiu Chan looked surprised, and when she looked back, Ding Wei was standing behind her.
She walked over quickly and looked up and down. When she saw that Ding Wei was safe and sound, the stone in her heart finally fell. Then she looked at the foreigner wearing a jacket who was following him.
No need for Ding Wei to say anything, Qiu Chan understood that their operation went very smoothly.
When Robert and others standing next to the blackboard saw the man next to Ding Wei, their expressions changed instantly.
"Sam!"
Robert shouted excitedly, and immediately rushed towards him, surrounding him, talking in a hurry.
"God bless you, you're really fine!"
"Sam, we're all worried about you!"
"Did you encounter any danger?"
…
Seeing the concerned expressions on their faces, Sam knew that his students cared about him from the bottom of their hearts.
"The person who can kill my Sam has not been born yet!" Sam gestured his muscles: "Stop talking about me, what about you."
Several people spoke one after another, and they all said the same thing. They lived a good life here, and the 28th Group did not treat them badly. They also talked about being a teacher.
"Teacher?" Sam was a little surprised.
Ding Weidao: "It's me. I asked them to help me train a group of pilots here."
"You actually still have a plane?" Sam was a little surprised: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else, it's just that I..."
"It doesn't matter, I understand what you mean. Just because we don't have planes now doesn't mean we won't have them in the future. I will solve the problem of planes as soon as possible." Ding Wei said with a smile.
"For the convenience of future training, I want to train a group of pilots in advance to prepare for the subsequent war."
Sam was impressed by Ding Wei's remarks.
To put it bluntly, if you can create a combat force with such a strong combat effectiveness, what's the point of training pilots?
Sam immediately looked at Robert and the others and said, "You are still training pilots, but you kids can't even fly your own planes well, and yet you want to teach others how to fly them!"
As he walked, he said: "Just teach me these soldiers. You should practice your driving skills first!"
Sam was thinking about how to repay Ding Wei for saving his life.
Since he wants to train pilots, he can use his abilities to help Ding Wei.
Robert and others bowed their heads and remained silent.
What can they say to their instructors? They have been together for so long, and they know very well what their instructor's temper is like.
Qiu Chan quickly followed Sam, acting as a translator.
"Sam just has this temper, don't take it too seriously." Robert looked at Ding Wei and said.
"It doesn't matter, capable people always have a weird temper." Ding Wei said with a smile.
As long as he can train pilots, Ding Wei doesn't care who trains them.
Besides, Ding Wei really wanted Sam, a serious instructor, to become a teacher.
Unexpectedly, he actually took the initiative to stand up, which saved Ding Wei a lot of trouble.
"Ding, speaking of which, we really want to thank you." Robert said seriously.
Mark answered: "Yes, thank you Ding for allowing us to see this grumpy old man again."
Bad-tempered old man.
Hearing this title, Ding Wei suddenly laughed.
"Four weeks, since you want to learn, I will give you four weeks. You must learn English within four weeks!" Sam sprayed spit foam and waved his hand.
"Around?" Ding Wei couldn't help but laugh.
This is really an interesting date.
…
The 358th Regiment of the Jinsui Army.
The commander of the 3rd Battalion quickly walked inside the regiment headquarters.
"What's going on? You're the only one coming back. Where are you?" Fang Ligong asked.
The third battalion commander said cautiously: "The man was taken away by the Eighth Route Army."
"What are you talking about? Sam was taken away by the Eighth Route Army?" Fang Ligong asked sharply: "What's going on? What are you doing?
What are you doing for food, and why did the Eighth Route Army attack first and let them take you away!"
The third battalion commander was scolded like a grandson, and explained: "They are the ones who rescued us, and we don't want this either..."
"What's going on? Tell me slowly." Chu Yunfei said in a deep voice.
The commander of the third battalion said: "When we entered the forest, we encountered a group of Japanese soldiers. In a hurry, we exchanged fire with them."
Hearing this, Chu Yunfei frowned, and the Japanese army indeed sent people to look for him.
"Then what?" Fang Ligong looked unhappy.
"Then our unit suffered heavy losses. The Japanese army obviously wanted to eat us. At this time, the Japanese who were fighting with us were attacked by the Eighth Route Army."