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Chapter 49 Wei Dayong!
Hear Li Yunlong's offer.

Only then did Chen Feng sit back on the kang again: "Deal."

Li Yunlong was slightly pleased when he heard this.

Li Yunlong asked: "The reward is 100 Czech-style machine guns and 30 rounds of ammunition. What about the deposit?"

Chen Feng said: "Didn't you already pay the deposit? A cavalry sword and rifle for a cavalry company."

"Look at my memory, I forgot about cavalry swords and rifles in a blink of an eye." Li Yunlong said, "Okay, then this deal is settled."

Although Li Yunlong really wanted to have cavalry swords and rifles from two more cavalry companies, and equip them for the cavalry companies of his two old comrades-in-arms, he was too embarrassed to ask at this time.

He still has another matter to bother Chen Feng.

When the cooking class brought the hard dishes, Li Yunlong took the initiative to serve Chen Feng a bowl of roasted sweet potatoes.

In the whole Xinyituan, only other people pour wine for Li Yunlong, but Chen Feng is his God of Wealth, so of course Li Yunlong wants to serve him well.

Li Yunlong took a sip of sweet potato roast, picked a piece of sauced horse meat and threw it into his mouth, his cheeks swelled up.

While chewing, Li Yunlong said: "Brother, there is one more thing, I have to trouble you."

Compared to Li Yunlong who drank heavily and ate meat, Chen Feng seemed more refined.

Chen Feng said: "But it's okay to say."

Li Yunlong said: "That's right, I'm going to form a special force, this combat uniform, brother, can you help me get it done?"

Chen Feng had just taken a sip of wine, when he heard this, the wine in his mouth almost spit out.

"What do you say?"

"You want to form a special force?"

Li Yunlong didn't notice the strange look on Chen Feng's face, so he nodded, "That's right, I've already issued the task order to select the special forces, and there are weapons and equipment, but there is still a lack of a fancy combat uniform, see brother Can you help my brother, of course, it doesn’t matter if you have this combat uniform, but I think the devil’s special forces are not the same as the ordinary devil’s, I also think we have to distinguish it, don’t we?”

Chen Feng guessed that he had boasted too much about the special forces at the beginning, which gave Li Yunlong the idea of ​​forming special forces.

In the original book, Li Yunlong indeed successfully formed China's first special force, called the Liangshan Special Forces, with Duan Peng as the captain.

But at that time Li Yunlong was already the commander of the army, in charge of tens of thousands of PLA elites.

But now Li Yunlong is just a team leader, with more than a thousand people under his command.

But right now is the period of the Anti-Japanese War, and they all came out of fighting with the national army and the Japanese army on the battlefield. Which unit of the Eighth Route Army has few good men and few soldiers?

Even those Red Army soldiers who survived the Long March, some of them are no worse than ordinary special forces in terms of physical fitness and fighting will.

If Li Yunlong could really gather these soldier kings together and pull up a special force, the combat effectiveness would definitely not be bad.

Chen Feng said: "The combat uniform is a trivial matter. How to train the special forces is more troublesome for you, brother. As far as I know, the general special forces training requires an instructor with rich experience in special operations. If there is no systematic training, brother you Get out at most one commando."

"As for the ammunition, weapons and equipment, intelligence, and communication tools consumed by training, I can help."

In fact, when Li Yunlong raised a question, the system immediately gave a solution, and the system treated Li Yunlong better than he, the host.

Li Yunlong: "Then thank you brother."

Li Yunlong was half happy and half worried when he heard the words. He was happy because Chen Feng agreed to help him with the special forces logistics, but worried because as Chen Feng said, training was a problem.

Li Yunlong: "Forget about it, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, come, come, brother, drink and drink."

The two of them exchanged cups.

……

After the Yamamoto Special Team was defeated by the Xinyi Regiment in Yangcun.

According to the original plan, after the surprise attack on Daxia Bay, the secret service team withdrew from the base area and used prisoners of war for unarmed killing training.

And Shinozuka Yoshio loved the Yamamoto Secret Service very much, and ordered the prisoners of war to be prepared early for training by the secret service.

Kazuki Yamamoto had taken the wounded to Taiyuan to report to Yoshio Shinozuka, and the combat teams that survived by luck entered the prisoner-of-war camp to rest and train.

In the afternoon, about five kilometers east of Shouxian County, there is a prisoner-of-war camp.

After a day of rest, the second combat team of the Yamamoto Special Forces is ready to start their unarmed killing training.

原本10人的第二战斗小组只剩下了8人，另外2人中1人玉碎，1人重伤。

At this time, the second combat team had completed warm-up training such as rock climbing, hand-to-hand combat, and shooting.

In charge of this training mission is Ichiro Watanabe, leader of the second combat team.

At this time, Ichiro Watanabe and his team members showed a murderous look on their expressions. The jade fragments of their comrades-in-arms the night before made them hate the Chinese soldiers.

"Ha Ya Gu!"

"Ha Ya Gu!"

In the field of vision, a group of yellow, emaciated and listless prisoners of war appeared, who were driven out of the prison by the Japanese army with rifles.

Surrounded by devils holding knives and guns, these prisoners of war dared not move at all.

Wei Dayong was in the middle of this group of prisoners of war, his head was raised high, and his face was unruly, forming a sharp difference from the surrounding prisoners of war.

Although his complexion is also sallow, Wei Dayong looks more energetic, especially the unique spirit of martial arts practitioners in his brows.

In the end, Wei Dayong, together with the captured brothers, was pressed by the devils to the center of the training ground of the secret service team just now.

It's just that the moment Wei Dayong stepped into the field, his body subconsciously paused.

His eyes glanced around inadvertently, looking a little carefully, with a trace of thought on his face, then he stared in another direction, and his pace couldn't help but slow down.

Thoughtful.

Suddenly, he squinted at the exit, and his pupils shrank slightly.

That was the place with the most strict guards. There were at least a dozen devils standing there with rifles in their hands, standing upright.

"China prisoners of war!"

Ichiro Watanabe, wearing a battle helmet and fully armed, spoke, and a traitor translator translated simultaneously.

"Now the imperial army will give you a chance to survive!"

"You can form a group of three, hold a short knife, and attack an unarmed Japanese soldier at the same time!"

"If you kill him, you can be released immediately."

"It depends on whether you Chinese soldiers have the guts!"

"Is there anyone who dares to stand up!"

Ichiro Watanabe had an arrogant and stern look on his face. He stared at the prisoner of war and spoke loudly. Hearing the provocative words of the little devil, Wei Dayong looked sideways at Ichiro Watanabe, his expression suddenly turned cold and stern.

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