I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

At daybreak, Chen Feng brought a Hanyang rifle, two box cannons, two Brownings, and hundreds of rounds of various bullets, and came to the back of the village. Heiwa and Liu Caiyun were already waiting. Liu Caiyun was dressed in shorts, carrying a rifle, a bulging bag on her back, and a water bottle on her waist. Heiwa was carrying a wooden stick. From a distance, he saw that Chen Feng was only carrying a rifle, and thought that his old rifle was useless today. When Chen Feng approached and saw the four pistols on his waist, his eyes turned green, and he wanted to kneel down and call him grandpa. Liu Caiyun's eyes also lit up, and she looked at the four pistols eagerly.

Chen Feng gave Liu Caiyun a Browning, Heiwa a box gun, and each of them fifty matching pistol bullets. He taught them how to load the bullets, how to load the gun, how to aim, and how to turn off the safety. He asked them to open their backpacks, carry the extra weight themselves, and add stones if they didn't have enough. Each person was required to carry ten kilograms of weight. He tied the backpacks tightly to make sure they would not loosen or shake due to running, and started running with the two into the mountains. In the first kilometer, Heiwa and Liu Caiyun were very motivated and even wanted to surpass Chen Feng. Seeing that Chen Feng was always moving at a constant speed, they did not dare to be stupid. After one kilometer, Liu Caiyun was a little out of breath. After two kilometers, Heiwa and Liu Caiyun were both out of breath, but they gritted their teeth and persisted. They felt that the bags on their backs weighed as much as a thousand gold. After three kilometers, the two unconsciously slowed down. Chen Feng did not soften his heart:

Keep up, if you can’t, you will automatically exit.

The two fought hard, hurried forward two steps, gritted their teeth and continued to persevere. After four kilometers, their faces were grim, but they both had a spirit of not admitting defeat. They gasped for breath and kept up with Chen Feng's pace. After about five kilometers, Chen Feng stopped at a flat open space. When the two saw Chen Feng stop, they sat down on the ground. Chen Feng said sternly:

Get up and move your body with me.

The two of them endured the fatigue and quickly got up. Liu Caiyun almost couldn't get up, and was shaky when she stood up. Chen Feng began to move his body, shaking his joints, gently shaking his arms, and patting the muscles on his legs. The two of them followed suit and moved for ten minutes. Chen Feng said they should rest for twenty minutes. The two of them hurriedly sat down, thinking that sitting down to rest was also a very happy thing.

Chen Feng did not rest, and performed a set of Baguazhang, which was as smooth as flowing water, and the palm wind broke through the air. The two were fascinated by it and even forgot their physical fatigue. After Chen Feng finished the set, Liu Caiyun could not help but get excited:

Brother Xiaofeng, can I learn from you?

It’s not possible now, but it’s possible later. Now you should focus on physical training. Okay, it’s time to rest, pick up your rifles.

He threw his Hanyang gun to Heiwa, asked the two men to aim their rifles at the pine tree fifty meters away, found the prepared thin hemp rope from his backpack, tied Heiwa and his box gun to the two rifles, and said to the two men:

Liu Caiyun started counting down by herself, and Heiwa followed suit in his mind, persisting for ten minutes, resting for five minutes, then persisting for fifteen minutes, resting for five minutes, until he could persist for half an hour without allowing the box gun to shake.

He adjusted the two people's postures and asked them to maintain them. He mentioned a few precautions, the most important of which was that the body and arms should not tremble. Then he found a tree and went to practice iron nails by himself.

Liu Caiyun thought it was a piece of cake at first, but she couldn't bear it for just one minute. The gun body only had a box gun, how could it be so heavy? The longer she held the gun, the greater the pressure. Liu Caiyun felt her arms were extremely sore. Heiwa was a little better, but he couldn't hold on after a few minutes. Liu Caiyun secretly cursed Cheng Hao. Didn't he just want to stop her from following? He made her do such a difficult thing. It felt more painful than running five kilometers. It was too torturous. Chen Feng's nails were still clanging in the tree. His eyes swept over the two of them and they were trembling:

If you can't shake and can't hold on, just quit. Be hard on yourself and pretend that your arms are not your own.

The two gnashed their teeth and continued to persevere. Liu Caiyun even forgot to count down in her mind. After seven or eight minutes, the two were sweating profusely, but they still persisted. They felt extremely uncomfortable, especially their arms, which really didn't feel like their own. Seeing that the two could not control the shaking of the box gun, Chen Feng shouted:

Stop, you are not allowed to sit down, move your body for two minutes, focusing on the arm joints and muscles. After the exercise, rest for three minutes and continue. Next time, you don't have to wait for fifteen minutes. This morning, use ten minutes as the standard. After hearing this, the two breathed a sigh of relief and quickly moved their bodies.

Chen Feng sighed secretly. These two were good seedlings, both physically gifted and resilient. If he were given some time, they could definitely be trained. Unfortunately, one of them was a minor, and her family might not agree to follow him to fight the Japanese. The other one was the precious daughter of a landlord, and it would be even more difficult for her to follow him.

It was noon, and there was no difficulty for the two to start looking for food in the wild. They shared water and dry food, and they wolfed it down, feeling that it tasted better than pork ribs.

After another two hours of training in the afternoon, Chen Feng decided to go back early today. He would go to Beizhuang and ask Zhang Liang and Wang Hanqiang to come back with him to train together tomorrow. He could let one sheep go or drive a flock of sheep.

The return journey continued for five kilometers. Although the two had worked hard all day, they also felt more relaxed than in the morning. No matter how tiring this thing was, it was better than carrying a gun. After returning to the village, the three of them separated. Chen Feng asked Heiwa to take the box gun home and told him to be careful about accidental discharge. He could let Uncle Tian and Aunt Tian see it, but not let Uncle Tian use it indiscriminately. Heiwa nodded and promised that he would definitely do it, with a smile on his face. Chen Feng wanted to find out what Heiwa's parents thought. If they didn't want Heiwa to train with them, they would probably make a move tomorrow morning.

Chen Feng put his equipment back home, put only a Browning in his pocket, and rushed to Beizhuang.

Liu Caiyun returned home and hugged her mother and cried bitterly, telling her about Chen Feng's severity. She said that she had never suffered so much torture since she was a child and she was about to collapse mentally. Caiyun's mother patted her daughter to comfort her. Liu Minggui looked distressed, but he was very happy in his heart. Thinking that his daughter would definitely not go there again tomorrow, he said, "Dad, I'm going to fry meat for Caiyun" and went to the kitchen. While cutting meat, he hummed a little tune in a suppressed voice. He had to have a drink to celebrate in the evening.

When Chen Feng arrived at Beizhuang, he went straight to Zhang Liang's house. Zhang Liang and Wang Hanqiang came out to greet him. Knowing that Chen Feng must have something to do, they took Chen Feng into the living room. The old housekeeper made tea and went out. He was an old man with great experience and was very good at observing people's words and expressions.

Chen Feng directly explained his purpose and told the two that if possible, they should go home with Chen Feng today and start training tomorrow morning. The two were a little excited when they heard it, and patted their chests to say that there was no problem. Zhang Liang winked at Wang Hanqiang and went to the backyard to find his father, saying that he would take Hanqiang to his friend's place to hunt wild boars and would not be back in the next few days. The father didn't care much about this very outstanding son, so he nodded and told him to do whatever he wanted. The caravan had its own control, so he could go and have fun without worry. Wang Hanqiang went out for a while and came back with a young man and introduced him to Cheng Hao:

This is Xiao Dingsan, seventeen years old. His parents died when he was eight and he was taken in by the Zhang family. He has been following Master Zhang Liang ever since. He is very good at shooting and has learned some boxing and kicking. He is very agile and can climb over walls and houses as if walking on flat ground. He likes to throw flying knives. Brother, can you take a look? I know him well and you can rest assured.

Chen Feng looked at Ding San. Ding San's eyes were very bright. He was looking at Chen Feng with admiration, and there was light in his eyes. Chen Feng recognized him. He had been to Daqing Mountain last time. After hearing what Wang Hanqiang said, he knew that he was a good candidate. He nodded to Wang Hanqiang, and when he saw Zhang Liang coming over with a relaxed look on his face, he said:

Each person should have a rifle with 500 rounds of bullets. If there is a pistol, each person should carry one with 100 rounds of bullets, a dagger and a bayonet, and a few extra sets of clothes. Don't bring anything else.

Several people hurried to prepare, and a quarter of an hour later, they came back fully armed.

Chen Feng finished the tea in the cup:

set off.