With the participation of Wei Dayong's group of people and ordinary people, Zhao Gang's journey to the Independence Regiment slowed down.

After two days of trekking, the group arrived at the independent regiment's base.

After settling the people and soldiers, Zhao Gang took Wei Dayong to the regiment headquarters to report the situation.

The independent group is extremely crude, just like in the TV series.

There are several dilapidated brick houses, and after entering through the gate, there is a fairly spacious yard. There is light snow in the sky, and the cold wind is howling, as if it is taking away the last trace of warmth in the air.

The soldiers were wearing thin gray military uniforms. Although it was very cold, everyone had a look of perseverance on their faces.

Wei Dayong walked behind Zhao Gang, and soldiers kept saluting Zhao Gang along the way.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Wei Dayong heard Li Yunlong's familiar voice.

"Come on, come on, do it!"

Then there was a sound of pushing cups and changing cups.

Zhao Gang obviously heard this voice, his steps stopped, and his face looked a little ugly.

"Report, the new political commissar has arrived!"

Under the leadership of the security guard, Wei Dayong followed Zhao Gang into Li Yunlong's house.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw a room full of people.

In addition to regimental commander Li Yunlong, deputy regimental commander Kong Jie, first battalion commander Zhang Dabiao, second battalion commander Shen Quan, and third battalion commander Wang Huaibao were also there.

Li Yunlong was sitting cross-legged on the head of the kang, holding a half-full bottle of wine, raising his head and taking a sip.

Kong Jie was sitting aside smoking a cigarette, as if thinking about something.

First Battalion Commander Zhang Dabiao, Second Battalion Commander Shen Quan, and Third Battalion Commander Wang Huaibao each held a porcelain bowl and took a gentle sip of sweet potato roast. Their faces showed a trace of pain at first, and then turned into slightly intoxicated expressions.

"Hello, political commissar!"

Seeing Zhao Gang come in, everyone except Li Yunlong hurriedly stood up straight and gave Zhao Gang a military salute.

Zhao Gang returned the military salute: "Hello, comrades."

After several people introduced themselves, Zhao Gang looked inside and happened to see Li Yunlong put down the bottle of wine.

He showed a smile, stretched out his hand and said: "Captain Li, I am Zhao Gang. I am your partner in future work. Please help me."

Li Yunlong didn't even look at him. He took another sip from the wine bottle and wiped his lips with his hand.

"Another fair-faced scholar." Li Yunlong picked up the bottle and handed it to Zhao Gang, "Here, take a sip."

Zhao Gang's smile froze on his face.

He had long heard that Li Yunlong was difficult to get along with, and he finally saw it today.

Zhao Gang put away his smile: "I don't know how to drink."

Li Yunlong slapped the bottle on the table: "If you don't know how to drink, then why did you come to the independent group?"

Zhao Gang was not a good person and retorted: "I'm here to fight, not to drink!"

Wei Dayong, who was standing behind Zhao Gang, looked at a rather tense scene.

In my heart, I felt like a bright mirror.

Now the two have just met and are not dealing with each other.

After being partners for a long time, in the end no one can live without the other.

Kong Jie tapped the cigarette pouch on his foot, looked up and suddenly saw Wei Dayong behind Zhao Gang.

Kong Jie asked: "Who is this?"

Only then did several people present notice that there was also a national soldier standing there.

Li Yunlong's eyes also looked towards Wei Dayong.

When he saw Wei Dayong for the first time, Li Yunlong's expression was slightly startled.

How did Zhao Gang bring a national army?

Speaking of Wei Dayong, Zhao Gang explained with a smile: "Everyone happens to be here. I have an important report. Let me introduce him. His name is Wei Dayong. I met him on the way here. Wei Dayong used to be a member of the 27th Division of the Central Army.

Squad leader, he was injured and captured in the Battle of Xinkou..."

Then, Zhao Gang said to Wei Dayong: "Wei Dayong, please report the situation to Captain Li."

Wei Dayong then took a step forward and saluted Li Yunlong and others.

Soon, he explained the process again.

Including killing ten Japanese special forces with bare hands in a prisoner of war camp, and rescuing captured Central Army soldiers and civilians captured by the Japanese.

After several people listened, Li Yunlong and others had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

The characteristics of the group of Japs that Wei Dayong was talking about were almost identical to the group of Japs that the Independent Regiment encountered in Yangcun a while ago.

The Independent Regiment, with more than a thousand men in it, encountered this group of Japs, and in the Eighth Route Army's best night battle, they suffered a battle loss ratio of 200:0.

The boss even pointed at the brigade commander’s nose and said: “I think the independent group is not the main force, it’s just fucking dough!”

This battle was simply a great shame and humiliation for Kong Jie!

What surprised Kong Jie was that only a few dozen Japanese were the ones who severely damaged the Independent Regiment.

He had fought against this group of devils, so he naturally knew what kind of fighting power this group of devils had.

What shocked him extremely was the guy in front of him.

In a one-on-one fight with bare hands, he actually killed ten of his opponents!

Kong Jie's eyes changed when he looked at Wei Dayong.
Chapter completed!