Bright Sword: Technology is the primary productive force in war

On this day, Chen Yan and his soldiers lay on a hillside.

He took out a telescope and looked not far away.

The dog came up and asked curiously:

"Captain, we are running here in such hot weather. There must be some good news. Just tell me about it."

Chen Yan was doing very well today. He pursed his dry lips and said:

"Hehe, you have a sharp nose. Today we are going to pick up two noble people. Tell your brothers to be smart."

At this time, not far away, a young man wearing a gray Eighth Route Army uniform, with an elegant face and a bit of scholarly character, appeared in the field of vision.

"Haha, Zhao Gang is finally here."

"I've picked you. You're an expert at ideological work! I'll trick you into giving me the hand first, and then I'll talk to the brigade commander about the price. As long as you give me the hand, you're worth any price."

Immediately afterwards, a burst of gunfire was heard from the other side of the intersection. A man covered in scars and wearing a yellow Kuomintang military uniform was running in a panic, followed by a group of puppet soldiers.

At this moment, Chen Yan's mouth was grinning from ear to ear, and he said:

"Great, the precious monk has also appeared, now everyone is complete."

Seeing this, Gouwazi said nervously: "Captain, let's fight. I think the man who is trying to escape can't hold on any longer."

Having said this, Monk Wei fell to the ground with a thud.

Chen Yan ignored him and continued looking at Zhao Gang.

Zhao Ganglou fired his gun, held his breath, and killed a puppet soldier with one shot. Looking at Chen Yan, his blood boiled.

"Haha, see? I said Lao Zhao is great. He really makes us literati proud."

“This time I must have a good exchange with Lao Zhao.

Chen Yan likes the character Zhao Gang the most, especially the line he said: "The sword is unsheathed, thunder and lightning flash."

Zhao Gang represented the dream of all young people of that era to serve the country.

In Chen Yan's view, an outstanding young intellectual can be said to be worthy of the country only if he puts his patriotism into practice and constantly hone himself in the war.

At this time, the puppet army's bullets crackled towards Zhao Gang, and Zhao Gang seemed to be unable to bear it anymore.

Chen Yan quickly gave the order, "Clear the area in three minutes, don't embarrass me."

After saying that, he ran towards Zhao Gang.

Soon the enemy was repelled, and Chen Yan came to Zhao Gang and shook hands with him enthusiastically.

"You must be Political Commissar Zhao. I'm from the Independent Regiment, and I've been ordered to come and pick you up."

Chen Yan deliberately lied. He knew that Zhao Gang was going to report to the Independent Regiment this time, so he wanted to trick Zhao Gang into going to Heiyun Village first and deal with the rest later.

As an aspiring young man of the new era, Chen Yan feels uneasy at this moment.

He wished he could have a few drinks with Zhao Gang, this legendary figure who could bring peace to the world with his pen and decide the fate of the world with his martial arts, to have a heart-to-heart talk about the fate of the country and understand the true thoughts of China's literary youth at that time.

Zhao Gang smiled and held Chen Yan's hand.

"Thank you, comrade from our independent regiment. What is your name, please?"

Hearing this, Chen Yan sucked his teeth and thought about how to cover up the lie.

"Um...Political Commissar Zhao, I am Kong Jie from the Independent Regiment."

Zhao Gang did not suspect anything, but instead praised him:

"So you are Captain Kong. I'm so sorry. I didn't expect that the old commander from the Red Army period is so young."

Chen Yan looked at Zhao Gang guiltily and said awkwardly:

"Political Commissar Zhao, you're too polite. I just look a little young."

After a brief chat, Chen Yan took Zhao Gang and Monk Wei towards the Black Cloud Village.

Gouwazi looked at Chen Yan and Zhao Gang chatting and laughing from behind, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

My god, the regiment commander is really good at fooling people. I need to let the brigade commander know about this...

It’s over, I’m going to be in trouble again.

Immediately afterwards, Gouwazi waved his whip and chased after him.

On the way, Zhao Gang asked doubtfully:

"Captain Kong, this direction is not the direction of Yangcun."

Chen Yan made up an excuse to fool people, and did not dare to continue talking to Zhao Gang, for fear that he would be exposed if they were not paying attention.

As soon as Chen Yan and his men left, Shen Quan from the independent regiment arrived with the support troops.

After waiting for a long time and not seeing Zhao Gang and his companions, Shen Quan couldn't help but frown.

At this time, a scout came to report:

"Second Battalion Commander, there are traces of fighting 300 meters ahead, and there are many corpses of puppet soldiers."

Hearing this, Shen Quan was shocked and his scalp went numb.

"Oh no, something has happened to the political commissar. It's over. This time the brigade cannot let the independent regiment off easily."

He turned his horse around and shouted, "Let's go, let's go back to the regiment headquarters and report to the old commander."

After the group arrived at Heiyun Village, Chen Yan ordered that no one could talk to Zhao Gang just in case.

At night, Zhao Gang couldn't help but feel uneasy.

I always feel like something is wrong, but I can't put my finger on it.

The soldiers looked full of energy and vigor, unlike what the brigade commander said, that they had just suffered a defeat and their morale was low.

Moreover, the layout of the regiment headquarters was quite awkward. The plaque on the beam of the operations room actually read "Juyi Hall", and there was a tiger skin on the chair in the middle.

To me it looks like a bandit's den.

The strangest thing is, why does everyone ignore me?

Zhao Gang was just thinking about it when Chen Yan knocked on the door with wine and food.

"Political Commissar Zhao, it's me. Can I come in?"

Zhao Gang looked up at the door and still smiled politely.

"Captain Kong, it's you, please come in."

Chen Yan smiled and shook a bottle of Lao Baigan, saying:

"Political Commissar Zhao, I'm sorry for treating you so badly today. I'll give you a welcome dinner tonight."

Seeing this, Zhao Gang quickly waved his hand and said:

"Captain Kong, I don't drink alcohol at all, so I'm afraid I have to reject your good intention."

Chen Yan coaxed and lied:

"Political Commissar Zhao, this is your first time at a grassroots unit. You have to adapt to the local customs in order to integrate with the soldiers."

"You see, no soldier is willing to pay attention to you today. Everyone thinks that you scholars are useless and can only talk nonsense."

Seeing Zhao Gang frowning, Chen Yan quickly patted his shoulder.

"Political Commissar Zhao, this does not represent my opinion. I am absolutely optimistic about you."

"Especially when you shot him in the head at a distance of 300 meters today, I knew that you, Lao Zhao, are definitely a talent."

Zhao Gang's expression finally eased a lot.

Seeing that he had almost fooled people enough, Chen Yan picked up a bowl of wine.

"Political Commissar Zhao, if you want to fully integrate into the work, you have to start with drinking."

"As the saying goes, a thousand cups of wine are not enough when you meet a good friend. You have to let the soldiers know that the new Political Commissar Zhao is one of them."

Zhao Gang was stunned at this moment:

"According to you, as long as I understand the meaning of alcohol, I can do my job well?"

Chen Yan chuckled:

"Old Zhao, you are on the right track."

"Come, I'll pour it for you, and we'll talk slowly. There's a lot of knowledge involved."

While drinking, Chen Yan secretly glanced at Zhao Gang, whose face was red and neck was thick from being scolded by Lao Bai, and he was so happy that he couldn't help laughing.

Hehe, it will be easier once you drink the wine.

I know you are a soft-hearted person. Since you have eaten and drunk my food, I will catch you in the weak spot.

When my fake regiment commander is exposed, you will have to say a few good words for me to the brigade commander.

At the same time, the commander learned that Zhao Gang had disappeared on his way to take office, and that an accident was likely to happen, so he cursed:

"Damn, Kong Jie is a loser. He can't even keep an eye on one person. I really should shoot him."

"Don't leave Chen Yan alone. Send someone to notify him and ask him to report to the independent regiment as soon as possible, to rectify the morale of the troops and find the person for me as soon as possible."

Just as the guard was about to leave, the leader hurriedly stopped him.

"By the way, tell Chen Yan that if the Independent Regiment remains in such a miserable state under his control, he can just hang himself with his own rope."