Anti-Japanese War Frenzy: World Hegemon, Riches and Brothers

When his name was called, Ge Erdan stood up excitedly.

"Take the gun."

The squad leader, holding a rifle, stared intently at Ge Erdan.

"Yes!"

Ge Erdan stretched out his hands.

He took over the Type 38 rifle.

Ge Erdan, touching his rifle, was filled with excitement.

"wheat!"

"Catch the gun!"

"Yes!"

Mai Zi, who was following behind Ge Erdan, was also carrying a Type 38 rifle.

The two men, their faces beaming, retreated back into the group.

All the new recruits received their own weapons.

"under!"

"Conduct marksmanship training."

"Now all you have to do is watch what I'm doing."

One by one, the veteran squad leaders began to teach earnestly.

"Three points in a straight line".

"When you fire, you must aim and keep your hand steady."

Faced with the class monitor's earnest teaching.

Ge Erdan and Mai Zi's group stared intently without moving.

I was afraid of missing any of the details.

The veterans taught diligently.

The new recruits also studied diligently.

One recruit after another diligently mastered the essentials of firing a gun.

He raises his gun and aims.

The soldiers studied with great enthusiasm.

Following the marksmanship training was the assassination training.

On the battlefield against the Japanese invaders.

It's inevitable that you'll have face-to-face contact with the other party.

The soldiers were trained in bayonet fighting and could engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese soldiers.

It is crucial to save lives.

"kill!"

"kill!"

A group of soldiers are training enthusiastically.

Amidst the sounds of soldiers training.

The veterans in charge of recruitment returned one by one with the new recruits.

The new recruits, who had just entered the village, were immediately drawn to the soldiers training.

They looked at the soldiers on the training ground, one by one.

Uniform assassination training.

It shocked the newly arrived recruits.

The new recruits, dressed in civilian clothes, were stunned for a moment.

He turned around and looked at the new recruits.

The veteran leading the team spoke with a relaxed expression.

"Alright, stop watching."

"Hurry up and follow me, let's go get your uniforms first."

"Then they were assigned to various units."

“Starting tomorrow, you will also have to join the training.”

"Let's go."

I heard that training will start tomorrow.

The new recruits were even more excited.

Good guy.

They can be this handsome too.

Amid the new recruits' anticipation.

One by one, they took their military uniforms and couldn't wait to put them on.

The new recruits, now dressed in their uniforms, continued to gather around the training ground.

The number of new recruits is increasing.

Ge Erdan and his group, who were being watched, all stood tall and proud.

There are so many people watching.

We must be serious.

Otherwise, you'll be the one who loses face.

"kill!"

The shouts of the group grew even louder.

The sound echoed throughout the entire village.

The villagers were also watching from the training ground.

This further fueled the soldiers' competitive spirit.

Under the assassination training of a group of people.

It's evening.

After dinner, the soldiers took advantage of the last rays of sunlight in the sky.

One by one.

They sat obediently on the training field, in platoons.

On the training ground.

Qin Gui, the cotton fluffer, and A Ying.

Li Feng, Zhou Weiguo, Xu Hu.

Anyone who could read stood before the soldiers.

To give the soldiers cultural lessons.

Not just soldiers.

The villagers who wanted to attend the lecture sat around the soldiers one by one.

Listening to Li Feng and his group give a lecture.

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The new recruits who arrived today were filled with curiosity.

Their attention turned to the veterans who were recruiting.

The curious recruits asked questions.

"Monitor."

"Why do we still need to study academic subjects after joining the Eighth Route Army?"

"Shouldn't we train more to kill the Japanese devils?"

The group of new recruits didn't understand.

They were met with the gazes of the new recruits.

The veteran spoke slowly.

"Comrades."