Chapter 5, unexpectedly, is the bright sword

Jin Sui Army ... ... 358th Regiment ... ... Chu Yunfei ... ... Cangyun Ridge ... ...

He suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open as he loudly asked Wu Chengfeng: "Old Wu, is the unit stationed near Cangyun Ridge one of the Eighth Route Army? What is the name of their commanding officer?"

Wu Chengfeng replied without hesitation: "Of course there is... The Cangyun Ridge, which is less than fifty miles from us, often has activities of the Eighth Route Army. Do you have business with them?"

Some of you may say in public, so what if Japan comes? At worst, we can treat it as a change of dynasty; after all, life must go on.

Young Master, do not underestimate me. Although I have never served in the military, my marksmanship is excellent. The Master praised me when he was still around; otherwise, I would not have been allowed to accompany you.

The two individuals did not dare to disturb and could only eat their meal in silence

The sound of gunfire echoed throughout the entire afternoon, and by the time dinner was served in the evening, Xiao Zhankui reported that the troops had fired more than 5,000 rounds of ammunition just during this afternoon alone

Gao Hongming is indeed not boasting; it is unclear whether it was intentional or unintentional, but today when he was purchasing weapons and ammunition from the watch, he discovered a loophole: the ammunition for the 98K rifle and the MG42 general-purpose machine gun is interchangeable

The sound of clapping... ...

After the gun awarding ceremony, nearly two hours had passed. While the militia soldiers were still immersed in joy, Gao Hongming delivered his first speech since arriving in this time and space.

After a while, Gao Hongming asked, "Old Wu, Old Xiao, are there any Eighth Route Army units nearby?"

Gao Hongming's expression gradually became serious, "Today, the Japanese invaders are coming, and our beautiful rivers and mountains, along with countless compatriots, are groaning under the iron hooves of the Japanese invaders

I advise those who have such thoughts of seizing the books to abandon this idea as soon as possible. If our great rivers and mountains truly fall into decline, it would not merely be a change of dynasty.

Gao Hongming suddenly became interested, leading him to a nearby spot and pointing to a tree approximately fifty meters away, saying, "Didn’t you say your marksmanship is good? Now demonstrate it for me."

Upon realizing this, Gao Hongming felt that he had to take some action

"Dabao, since your marksmanship is so excellent, you will be my bodyguard from now on. Tomorrow and the day after, you will select more than ten people to form a security team specifically responsible for my safety"

Later generations often see the "American-funded party" and the "traitor party" using the argument that the people of Huaxia lack faith to belittle or even attack Huaxia. However, they are mistaken; the people of Huaxia do have faith

Reflecting on the history of the War of Resistance, each soldier in the Huaxia army carried no more than 20 rounds of ammunition, and the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army had to charge after firing just 5 rounds. Wasn't it due to a shortage of bullets?

Although he has a simple and honest personality, he is not foolish; he is also aware that he is not cut out for leading troops in battle. The reason he just asked Gao Hongming that question was merely due to his subconscious fear of being overlooked by Gao Hongming.

With such a low price that is almost given away for free, Gao Hongming could even allow soldiers to be rendered useless with injuries to their shoulders

I am not quite sure what their commander's name is, but that Eighth Route Army unit seems to be called the New First Regiment

Gao Hongming was greatly surprised; achieving such precision with a box cannon that has significant recoil at a distance of 50 meters is already remarkable

Gao Hongming was not polite either; he took out the two box guns that he had specifically asked Gao Hongming to get for him earlier and aimed them at the tree across from him, firing with both hands.

Cangyun Ridge

In other words, with the same amount of money spent on *illustrated books*, Gao Hongming can purchase eight times more bullets

He took a couple of bites of the somewhat difficult-to-swallow mixed rice, and then drank a sip of the wild vegetable soup, before saying: "I would like to send them some ammunition, as a way to establish a good relationship, after all, having more friends means more opportunities."

A drum does not require a heavy hammer; some words are sufficient when spoken once.

Rest assured, it will happen

At this point, Gao Hongming glanced at the crowd and noticed that their emotions had begun to gradually become more agitated

I do not know whether you are willing or not, but I am certainly not willing. Therefore, once you take the gun that I, Gao Hongming, have fired, you must follow me, Gao Hongming, to fight the Japanese devils

Eighth Route Army

Brothers, I would like to ask you, are you happy to have received the new guns?

No... in my opinion, you are still too early to be happy

Gao Hongming sat back down on the stool, his expression uncertain whether it was one of joy or sorrow, while muttering to himself: "So I actually crossed over into the world of 'Bright Sword'..."

From this sentence, one can see the importance of names and ancestry to the people of Huaxia; these elements are the roots of the Huaxia people. Otherwise, the son-in-law who comes to the family would not be looked down upon in such a manner

Upon hearing this, Wu Chengfeng frowned and said, "This is not impossible, but there are troops from the Jin-Sui Army stationed nearby. If we go to Cangyun Ridge, we will have to pass through their territory. If they inquire, we will have no good answer to provide."

The ammunition capacity of the 98K rifle is 200 rounds, while the ammunition capacity of the MG42 machine gun is 1,600 rounds, and their price is also 0.2 yuan

On that afternoon, the militia held a ceremony for the distribution of firearms, during which all militia soldiers received weapons personally granted by Gao Hongming

In his delight, he reached out to pat Da Bao on the shoulder, but the other party was simply too tall, so he could only pat Da Bao on the arm instead

In the past, when the Manchu Tartars entered the pass, all of us, the descendants of Huaxia, had to shave our heads and change our clothes. However, what the Japanese invaders intend to do goes far beyond that. They not only want us to shave our heads and change our clothes, but they also want us all to learn Japanese, forbidding us from learning our own script, and even requiring us to change our names to Japanese names. All of us must become the lowest of the low, enslaved for generations to come.

Most importantly, throughout the long process of development, Huaxia gradually formed a gathering form bound by family clans. They hold deep respect for their ancestors and for the virtues of benevolence, righteousness, and morality. Therefore, we can see in earlier martial arts novels a phrase that goes, "I will not change my name nor my surname."

Seeing the pained expressions on Xiao Zhankui and Wu Chengfeng's faces, Gao Hongming merely smiled gently, "It's alright, just a few thousand bullets, they have been fired and that's that. I have always said that good marksmanship needs to be nurtured with bullets.

Gao Hongming looked at Dabao from head to toe and said with great interest: "Old Wu and Old Xiao have at least served in the Northwest Army for seven or eight years. Old Xiao has even been a squad leader, and Old Wu has even served as a company deputy. What about you?"

Alright

After a brief pause, he continued: "Here, I must say some unpleasant words upfront. From now on, if anyone shows cowardice on the battlefield, undermines the morale of the troops, or even flees in the face of battle, do not blame me, Gao, for being ruthless and merciless."

Jin Sui Army

After finishing the briefing, Gao Hongming began to have Gao Hongming and Xiao Zhankui lead the soldiers into live-fire training, and soon the training ground was filled with deafening gunfire

This training is not a concern; the soldiers' lack of training quickly became evident.

The two exchanged a glance, and Wu Chengfeng hesitated, saying: "Sir, if that is the case, then the consumption of ammunition will be enormous. Do we have so much ammunition to waste on our brothers?"

For Gao Hongming, this is undoubtedly an unexpected surprise

Gao Hongming muttered to himself, feeling that this place name seemed somewhat familiar, yet he could not recall it at the moment

It was unexpected that Gao Hongming actually doused everyone with a bucket of cold water

Oh ... ...

The training ground is a microcosm of human behavior, showcasing a variety of reactions. Some soldiers turn pale at the sound of gunfire, while others are so frightened that they can barely hold their weapons. There are even those who, in a moment of panic, drop their guns and flee. This scene left Gao Hongming momentarily stunned.

Wu Chengfeng and Xiao Zhankui, who were eating nearby, noticed Gao Hongming sitting idly on the stool, his chopsticks suspended in mid-air, with a furrowed brow, seemingly deep in thought.

It is indeed correct...

Now it is good, not only can I stay by the young master's side, but I can also protect him closely. What could be easier than this job

Seeing Gao Hongming's unpleasant expression, Daba did not dare to speak, merely standing by with words unuttered.

Hearing that the Japanese are actually going to cut off their own roots, who can still endure this

Alright, I will not say any more unnecessary words

The belief of the Huaxia people is to read and learn, to be a good person, to earn more money, and to live a better life. The Huaxia people respect anyone who is more knowledgeable and capable than themselves, but they do not fear anything. They are only curious, only respectful, and only willing to learn, and they do not revere the ethereal and elusive deities

Moreover, you must be mentally prepared for the fact that this kind of 'waste' may very well continue for a long time, until I am satisfied

Not bad!

Looking at the stern expression on Gao Hongming's face and the fierce gazes of Da Bao, Wu Chengfeng, and Xiao Zhankui, who were standing behind him and watching the crowd intently, the few soldiers with ulterior motives felt a chill run down their spines. They realized they must be more cautious in the future; if they were to fall into his hands, this young master Gao would truly pull the trigger.

Gao Hongming laughed and scolded, "Dabao, what do you want to say? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Gao Hongming murmured these few words repeatedly, and his body suddenly trembled slightly

You only know that you have obtained a handy weapon, yet you are unaware that what you have acquired is not merely a weapon, but also a heavy responsibility

You, well...

Dabao broke into a broad, silly smile.

The cheers of the soldiers echoed on the playground, "Happy!"

After the gunfire ceased, Gao Hongming observed clearly that all the bullets fired by Dabaos were concentrated in an area the size of a bowl, nearly breaking that tree.

"That... that young master..." Dabao scratched the back of his head, feeling a bit embarrassed as he asked: "You see, both Old Wu and Old Xiao have become company commanders, so what am I supposed to do?"

Seeing the anger gradually appearing on the faces of many soldiers, Gao Hongming knew that his words had taken effect

Calculating this way, the more than 4,000 bullets fired this afternoon only cost him about 50 to 60 cents, which is also why Gao Hongming is so confident

Amidst a barrage of gunfire, the tree, which was the size of a bowl, was struck by bullets, producing a series of sharp sounds. In no time, he had exhausted two magazines of ammunition.

Indeed. Wu Chengfeng swallowed the last bite of his meal, set down his bowl and chopsticks, and said with some concern: "It is the 358th Regiment of the Jin-Sui Army. Their commander, Chu Yunfei, is a key figure in the Jin-Sui Army, and this officer is not to be trifled with. If we were to secretly supply ammunition to the Eighth Route Army, it would likely cause us trouble if he found out."