Seeing Lu Mengxiong pretending to be stupid again, Yang Rui sighed in his heart. There are two worst things about this student. One is that he likes to be straightforward and the other is that he is not stupid and doesn't like to study anything. In the past, he basically passed the class and mathematics class. His brain seemed to be a 486 computer, and he could only load and run simple programs. When things that were too complicated, he would crash. He really regretted that he would not be able to teach him a lesson at all. He waved his hand and let him leave.

Lu Mengxiong did not respond for a long time, and only moved away from Yang Rui's office under the prompt from Xu Liezu next to him. He was very uneasy as soon as he went out, and took Xu Liezu's hand and asked, "Oh, I'm done, brother, I..."

Seeing him like this, Xu Liezu was very funny and said, "Sir, I still like you very much, which means you often have no brains."

"But in the whole class, the sir scolded me the most." Lu Mengxiong was still very nervous. He felt that Yang Rui was the most harsh to him.

"You know that the last time Qingyuan was injured, you brought the guerrillas to Tonghua to break through. What do you say?" Xu Liezu was innate, but his will was the strongest, so Yang Rui kept him by his side as the company commander of the guard company. He also had a good relationship with all his classmates in the military academy. After becoming Yang Rui's personal guard, the classmates kept asking for information, but he was stubborn and didn't vomit anything.

Seeing Xu Liezu taking the initiative to talk about the last breakout, Lu Mengxiong asked: "What do you say sir?"

Xu Liezu laughed at himself, mocking himself for never going to the battlefield, and then said, "Sir, you are the only one who can bring everyone out."

"Only I can bring everyone out?" Lu Mengxiong was a little surprised. It seemed that Yang Rui rarely said good things about him. Why did this look like he was praising him?

"Well, sir said this when he finished reading the telegram." Xu Liezu stopped explaining after he finished speaking.

After walking silently for a while, Lu Mengxiong asked again. "What happened to the Opium War that the gentleman just mentioned? Don't you say I will shoot those deserters? Why...?"

Xu Liezu looked at Lu Mengxiong's surprised face and suddenly realized that he was not pretending to be stupid, but really didn't know. He had to sigh: "The most powerful control is not to make the other party afraid of himself, but to let the other party follow the rules he set. If he is just afraid of himself, then once his soldiers leave, the other party will rebel again. But if the other party follows the rules he sets, then things will be easier. Regardless of whether he has soldiers in hand, the other party will do things honestly according to the rules. Even if we make up some ideas and advocate, the other party will still defend these rules to the death. We don't want to force them at all. This is the highest control. Look at the current dignitaries and nobles are all pretending to be civilized, and those stupid scholars keep boasting about persimmon oil. These are the rules instilled in us by foreigners. Everyone didn't believe it before. Now they all believe it...

The gentleman didn't say that you were shooting wrong. He just hoped that you knew that in addition to machine guns, the rules have a greater effect. Machine guns should be used, and the rules should be used even more. Machine guns can only suppress tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people. But the rules can constrain millions or tens of millions. Zheng Rui, Mr. has high expectations for you..."

After Xu Liezu finished this long paragraph, he stopped. He was puzzled by Lu Mengxiong's feelings of not understanding these things and asked, "Zheng Rui, the teacher had already talked about these things when he was in political classes before. Why are you..."

Speaking of political class, Lu Mengxiong was full of money, and he begged, "Brother, you know what my head is doing. If you really want me to think about everything, then Allah will be very bored."

"Hey," Xu Liezu really didn't know what to say, "I won't say much. You should pay attention to safety when you go to the front. Last night, the Japanese attacked a night attack. Fortunately, they were prepared before, otherwise it would be miserable. By the way, the sir also asked Xiao Yezi to be with you for a while, and you have a blood feud with those second-rate people, so you should pay attention to safety."

Lu Mengxiong was still troubled by the profound political issues, and said goodbye to Xu Liezu without thinking too much. When he returned to the front line, Xu Jingxi, who took over his post, was arranging a defense change and was useless to pay attention to him. Last night, a Japanese army had a raid of 3,000 people. Although he was repelled, the officers and soldiers of the Second Division who had not experienced actual combat were rushed in by a brigade. Fortunately, the first regiment and the first battalion were used as the reserve team. In an emergency, Chief of Staff Xu Jingxi drew the first battalion and drove the Japanese who rushed in.

Xu Jingxi was not available, but Xu Zhiwei from the artillery regiment was very free. He now regretted fighting with a group of three spikes. The annihilation battle on Xujiatai was not involved at all. Seeing Lu Mengxiong coming back safely, he stepped forward and smiled, "Haha, I'll release it so soon. I thought I'd be locked up for three or five days."

"Old Xu, what do you want to do? I have been removed from office and become a battalion commander." Lu Mengxiong was a little upset when he thought of this. He liked to go to the front line, but he prefers to be older and command more people.

"Really or false?" Xu Zhibing was surprised, "It's not that you want to be promoted from a lieutenant colonel..."

"I'm just promoting it. It's all that group of second-rate men, which made me locked up all night and removed from my post." Lu Mengxiong complained, but he was not angry at all. He still understood the meaning of the gentleman. "Okay, don't mention this. I'm the battalion commander of the newly-organized battalion now. Where did that battalion go? I'm going to see it."

"You really go? I advise you not to go." Xu Zhiyi didn't sleep all night last night, but he was so depressed that he didn't sleep.

"What's wrong? All this camp is dead?" Lu Mengxiong asked.

"Well, it's almost the same as death. Yesterday, their position was rushed in by a brigade of the Japanese, and then..." Xu Zhiwang was angry when he thought about it, "Then they fled. I said at the time that since this is the case, it would be better to let me shoot the Japanese quickly so that the Japanese could blow the Japanese to the sky. But Xingchu refused, saying that they would hit their own people, and even transferred the first battalion to fight street battles. Alas, it's such a fucking group of burdens."

When Lu Mengxiong heard this, he grabbed Xu Zhihuan's thin little arm and asked loudly, "How is the First Battalion?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Xu Zhibing was caught in pain by him, "Brother, just let me go."

It was okay when he heard that Lu Mengxiong put him down. Most of the previous Liaoxi guerrillas were in the first battalion. This was his lifeblood. He patted Xu Zhiyan's wrinkled clothes and said contemptuously: "You are still an artillery man, really!"

Xu Zhibing ignored his sarcasm and said, "Genggugugugugugugu, I don't have time to pay attention to you, go and see your camp."

The battalion commander of the first regiment was Li Erhu, a former Liaoxi Guerrilla Reconnaissance Platoon. When he was appointed as an officer in the Second Brigade, he was originally born in the third phase, but Lu Mengxiong collaborated with Fang Yanchen and Xie Cheng and a few of them said a lot of good things to him. Yang Rui also wanted to set an example in the army and give the soldiers a hope, so he agreed to the appointment. However, Li Erhu, the battalion commander, was only considered as the acting battalion commander. Yang Rui said that he passed the officer training course one day, so the battalion commander would be promoted one day. Originally, it was reasonable for soldiers to perform well and promoted to a non-commissioned officer.

Of course, it is normal for a non-commissioned officer to be promoted to platoon leader. It is a blessing to be promoted to company commander, but it is a miracle to be promoted to battalion commander. The following thinking in the army is basically the same. It belongs to the lower-level officer, but when he reaches the battalion regiment, he belongs to the intermediate level. The two levels consider different issues. If a subordinate officer works for a long time, he may not be able to improve the thinking of the company and platoon to the battalion regiment level. If you want to be promoted normally, you have to go to the military academy for a few years before going back. In short, Li Erhu is considered to be a smoke from the ancestral tomb.

When Lu Mengxiong arrived at the first camp, he saw blood everywhere. Many of the Japanese corpses were not cleaned up and were thrown outside the trench. It seemed that the Japanese rush into the village last night. He went directly to the battalion headquarters without reporting. The guards didn't know that the regiment commander had been removed, so they saluted the regiment commander and then welcomed him in.

"Where is the second tiger?" Lu Mengxiong asked the camp department's documents.

Seeing that it was the regiment commander, the clerk immediately stood attentively and saluted: "Report to the regiment commander, the battalion commander went to the wounded barracks."

When Lu Mengxiong heard that Li Erhu had gone to the injured barracks, his face immediately sank: "How many casualties were yesterday?"

Looking at Lu Mengxiong's gloomy face, the clerk was startled, "No, not much, just, just..."

"What is Ce'a's that?" Lu Mengxiong roared.

Wenshu was shocked by his yelling, and after a long time of roar, he came back to his country and said, "Company Commander..."

The first company commander was the fourth squad leader of Chen Ximin's platoon. He was born with a beard and named Qian Changshun, a native of Zhili. That night, he led everyone to climb the railway drainage ditch to the reed beach by the sea. When Lu Mengxiong heard that something happened to him, he kicked a chair away with one foot. He ran to the wounded barracks without looking back. In his opinion, the old brothers in the past were treasures, especially those who escaped from Xiong Yue City. He was very caring. If that were not the case, he felt sorry for Chen Ximin.

At the end of the wounded camp, Lu Mengxiong shouted loudly before he arrived, "Li Erhu...Li Erhu..."

When he shouted for the third time, Li Erhu ran out of the tent. When he saw Lu Mengxiong, he saluted him solemnly. Lu Mengxiong ignored him and pulled him to ask, "Where is Qian Changshun?"

Li Erhu didn't care about his rudeness and said, "Inside, the doctor said..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Mengxiong rushed into the camp. In the separate compartment, a man covered in white cloth lay there, without any sense of consciousness. His previous excitement disappeared immediately. Lu Mengxiong stood there silently. Li Erhu next to him said, "The Japanese who killed in last night were cruel enough, many of them were carrying grenades. Changshun accidentally daoer..."

Unlike the Fuxing Army, the Russian army. The Japanese Army has always advocated Bushido and is not very sensitive to new military technology. The Hatchkas machine guns were all Akiyama Yoko repeatedly asked only a small number of them to be equipped with troops. As for the grenades, they were even more unprepared. I heard that Lushun used simple handmade bombs. These grenades were all manually assembled on the front line, the same as when the guerrillas raided Xiongyue City before. With the fall of Lushun, the Japanese army's various technical weapons increased. Some of them were seized by the Russians, and they even bought them from abroad after being deceived.

Lieutenant General Nishijima Aidai hoped that he would defeat the Russian army ten miles backwards like last night, so while ordering the troops to raid, he also equipped the raid troops with a lot of newly arrived grenades, Suma Fort, Sanjianpao, Tong Erbao. Among the three attack points, only Suma Fort was lucky to break in by them. However, under the desperate battle of the garrison troops, most of the raiding gangs were wiped out and the small part escaped. These annihilated troops were desperately jumping over the wall, and many of them were pulling grenades and defending soldiers.

"What do you mean by the military doctor?" Lu Mengxiong, who had been standing for a while, was a little tired and asked suddenly.

"I have used that new drug. Like Captain Qi, the military doctor said whether he could survive depends on Changshun himself. But Commander, don't worry, this kid is life-threatening, it's okay." Li Erhu comforted.

After hearing his words, Lu Mengxiong stopped making a sound. He carefully added a few pieces of charcoal to the fire under Qian Changshun's bed, and then went out without saying a word. Li Erhu was surprised by his calmness, and only felt that he seemed to be holding something in his heart. He asked his guard to follow him. Sure enough, after a while, the guard rushed to report that the regiment commander had gone to the fire platoon, snatched a machine gun and left the camp.

"What! Damn, why don't you stop him?!" Li Erhu jumped out of the chair as if he was bitten by a snake. He murmured, "What a big deal is going to happen. Hurry, hurry up! Go to the new camp."

Lu Mengxiong walked in the village with Madson machine guns. Everyone along the way dared to stop them. They didn't know what the regiment commander was going to do, and Xiao Yezi followed him didn't understand why the regiment commander was holding such a heavy gun. Until Lu Mengxiong walked to the newly-built camp, the soldiers who were watching at the door saw that it was Lu Mengxiong. When he saw the machine gun he was carrying, he immediately ran back to the camp as if he was running. For a moment, the shouts of "Lu Killing God is here! Lu Killing God is here!" sounded in the camp. The soldiers in the camp ran out of the tent and scattered birds.

Yesterday, under the order of Lu Mengxiong, all the second-rate men of the Second Division were drawn out and formed into a new battalion. The Russian officers in several regiments did not stop this at all. They were even happy with this order. In the eyes of these Russians, these people were representatives who could only make trouble and not work. After the new battalion was formed, they were sent to the south of Zhuangzi instead of the front. But who knew that the Japanese army's attack on the flank was very fierce last night. During the Japanese's desperate raid, the machine guns arranged here were fired and the barrel was malfunctioned because of the heat. Seeing the Japanese's dense white bayonet and the ruthless force of crossing the barbed wire, the entire new battalion collapsed.

"Escape! Escape! You will know how to escape!" Lu Mengxiong roared and fired a bullet into the sky. The gunshots of "bang bang bang bang bang..." scared the fleeing soldiers so much that they quickly lay on the ground and dared not get up. Those who were still running, Lu Mengxiong turned his gun and fired another bullet at the feet of the running people. Several soldiers were injured by the bullets. As they screamed, the group of people also lay down.

"Get together!" Lu Mengxiong shouted.

Amid the threat of machine guns and the shouts of Lu Killing God, more than 500 people in the entire battalion gathered together in a hurry. They all looked at Lu Mengxiong in fear, especially the machine gun in his hand. What they most impressed with was the way the Japanese soldiers fell to the ground last night under this gun. Now seeing Lu Mengxiong holding this gun at him, recalling the rumors that the killing god killed people yesterday, more than 500 people in the battalion could not stand, and a large number of people knelt on the ground, shouting together: "Sir, please spare your life, please spare your life."

Seeing that Lu Mengxiong's lungs were about to explode, was this still a soldier? He shot another bullet at the people kneeling on the ground and shouted: "Get up, I won't get up again, I'll kill you."

Finally, it took a long time for the more than 500 people to form a crooked square formation. Looking at the soldiers with their heads lowered and trembling all over, Lu Mengxiong cursed: "Pustules! They are all a group of soft animals. What else do you do except escape?! Can you survive by escaping? Think about how many people died on the way to escape last night. Shandong fled outside the pass, where can you escape outside the pass? Are you fleeing to the sea? Are you a man? Are you a man?..."

When Lu Mengxiong was yelling at the soldiers, Li Erhu had already arrived at the new camp. When he was on the road before, he was shocked when he heard the gunshots. When he ran over, he felt relieved when he saw that no one was dead. At this time, he saw Lu Mengxiong calling, so he slowly touched Lu Mengxiong, thinking about how to grab the machine gun. Nothing happened now, but he was afraid that something would happen if Lu Mengxiong was excited.

Lu Mengxiong was so tired of speaking with a twenty-pound machine gun, but he found that he had been talking for a long time, these slutty soldiers were still the same. All they could do now was to force themselves to not kneel down. Seeing that his shouting was useless, Lu Mengxiong threw the machine gun, drew a rifle, and smashed the soldiers in front with a gun. Then he sat on the ground powerlessly. He wanted to rush all these people before, but he watched them flee everywhere.

He stopped the urge to kill people. He only felt that he had shot and killed people, and the rest of the people were like this. These second-rate people, facing people who were stronger than them, were a pool of mud; facing people who were weaker than them, such as those farmers, they acted as a master. Who is this? Lu Mengxiong only wanted to disband hundreds of people, but he was appointed as the battalion commander of this battalion, and if all of them were disbanded, he would be a battalion commander.

The gunshots of the newly-edition battalion alarmed the entire village. After a while, the acting commander Xu Jingxi came over. He looked at the crooked queue and Lu Mengxiong sitting on the ground. He didn't know what was going on, so he asked, "What's going on? Who fired the gun just now?"

Li Erhu immediately met and said, "It was the target training and the target training. The regiment leader was teaching these new recruits how to shoot the egg-zi machine gun." After that, he handed over the cigarette.
Chapter completed!