Lin Feng slept soundly that night.
At five o'clock in the morning, we went to the militia's temporary camp on the back mountain.
The temporary camp is located in the dense forest behind Wu'an Township, surrounded by towering trees that block out the sunlight.
Although it is springtime, the accumulated smog over the years has created a hazy, heavy, and oppressive atmosphere throughout the dense forest, making people feel uncomfortable.
At this moment, the sky was just beginning to lighten.
The sounds of birds chirping and insects chirping came from all directions.
"Captain, what brings you here?!"
"You're here way too early!!"
"......"
The militia members greeted Lin Feng warmly.
Looking at the familiar faces before him, Lin Feng smiled and said, "I'll train you guys a bit. Give me a gun."
"yes--!"
A brand-new Type 38 rifle was immediately handed to Lin Feng.
He skillfully loaded the bullets, aimed at the target, and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The bullet hit the bullseye and pierced through it!
Instantly, everyone fell silent!
Everyone stared wide-eyed in shock at the scene before them, as if petrified.
"Brother Er Gou, when did you become so skilled?!"
"My goodness, the captain's marksmanship is simply amazing!"
"Of course! Who's our captain?"
The crowd whispered among themselves, their eyes filled with admiration.
Lin Feng ignored the crowd and went to the target to check the situation. "Today we'll practice target shooting. Tomorrow, we'll start weighted cross-country running."
“Bang bang bang bang bang—!”
"Bang bang bang bang bang-!!"
"Bang bang bang bang bang-!!!"
One by one, bullet casings fell from a height of half a meter, landing with a clattering sound in the grass.
Gunshots echoed through the empty forest for a long time.
Everyone listened attentively to Lin Feng's explanation of firearm handling techniques and usage guidelines, afraid of missing a single word.
"very good."
"Practice two more times, then rest for ten minutes."
"yes!"
Everyone agreed in unison and then threw themselves back into training.
This time they were smarter; while performing the standard movements, they secretly observed Lin Feng's actions.
He stood with his back to him, his right foot firmly planted on the ground, his left leg extended in a bow shape, his left arm placed in front of his chest, and his left elbow raised to his shoulder.
At the same time, the right index finger gently grips the side of the stock, while the left hand presses on the trigger.
Immediately afterwards, with a click, Lin Feng pushed the bullet into the chamber.
"Bang--!"
A plume of white smoke emerged from the muzzle of the gun.
He quickly adjusted his posture, gripped the gun handle with his right hand to keep the muzzle steady, and smoothly pressed the trigger with his left thumb.
The next instant, another bullet left the barrel and struck the horizontal bar at the top of the red flagpole in the distance.
...
It was dusk.
Li Chenggang led a dozen soldiers back from outside, carrying grain on their backs.
They had just entered the entrance of the militia's temporary camp when they ran into Lin Feng.
"Captain, what brings you here?"
Li Chenggang was taken aback, and immediately stopped and stepped forward to ask.
"I was worried that something might happen to the militia, so I came up to check."
"Old Li, you've come at the right time. I have something I'd like to tell you."
As they spoke, the two entered the militia's temporary camp, and Lin Feng pulled Li Chenggang to sit down under the shade of a nearby tree.
Lin Feng glanced at the group of people training around him and lowered his voice: "This time when I came up the mountain, I not only brought the Type 96 light machine gun, but also heavy machine guns and mortars."
Upon hearing this, Li Chenggang was taken aback, then his face lit up with ecstatic joy: "Captain, where did all these things come from?!"
How long has it been?
In less than two days!
The captain kept his promise!
He actually managed to get all that heavy weaponry!
"Don't be too happy yet. We have the weapons, but we are severely lacking in manpower."
"Therefore, you must hurry up and select suitable recruits to replenish the militia and improve its combat effectiveness as soon as possible!"
"Um!"
Li Chenggang nodded solemnly, "Captain, don't worry, I'm already selecting suitable talents. Once these kids arrive, I'll organize training immediately."
"However, you must promise me that in addition to weapons and ammunition, you must also secure food supplies."
"As you know, without food, our militia is just an empty shell and can't stand up at all."
Lin Feng patted Li Chenggang's arm: "Give me some time, and I guarantee the food problem will be solved."
Upon hearing this, Li Chenggang nodded in agreement.
The two chatted for a few minutes before continuing to direct the other trainees.
Time flies.
Another day has passed in the blink of an eye.
The militia members of Wu'an Township are very hardworking. They train like crazy every day, even more diligently than usual, as if they have been injected with chicken blood and are full of enthusiasm.
Lin Feng wasn't idle either. Besides training the militia soldiers in marksmanship, he also spent a lot of time building a hidden armory in the back mountain.
The sky was overcast that day.
A storm is brewing.
Zhangzhuang, headquarters of the 1st New Regiment of the 386th Brigade.
In the office, Regiment Commander Liang Jun was frowning as he pondered something.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from outside the door.
A moment later, Yang Wenhua, the reconnaissance company commander, pushed open the door and rushed in: "Regimental Commander..."
"Get to the point, stop panting, aren't you tired?"
"Cough cough."
Yang Wenhua coughed awkwardly: "It's like this, according to the intelligence from our reconnaissance company, artillery fire was heard from the direction of Wu'an Township. The initial assessment is that it was the Japanese Type 94 90mm light mortar."
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