After taking a shower in the river, these people originally planned to go back naked.

But now they thought that their identity was no longer a defeated soldier and put on their clothes.

After all, the Eighth Route Army has very strict military disciplines, so its image outside is still necessary.

Soon, they spontaneously stood up and returned to their residence under the slogan of Milong One and Two One.

Although their pace was not very standard, it was unique in the Zenda, the collapsed concentration camp.

"Where did this come from the army? When did we have such a team here?"

A soldier with open clothes asked in confusion.

His companions immediately replied: "What team is Zhang Milong's group."

"I don't know what kind of wind I've been sucked, I've made myself like this and pretended!"

Listening to the people around him talking, everyone in the team smiled unconsciously.

"Young Master, have you heard that? Those grandchildren scold you for pretending!"

Hao Xichuan looked ahead and whispered.

Meng Funny snorted coldly: "They are jealous!"

"I am jealous of the fact that the young master has new clothes to wear, so they can only wear those dirty clothes!"

"Shut up!" Zhang Milong whispered: "We are the Eighth Route Army now, so we must look like the Eighth Route Army."

"What's the point of having to worry about those Suns!"

"Huh!" The snake shouted and said, "It's only been a few hours since you put on this dress? Do you really treat yourself as a person?"

"I don't even look at your loss!"

Milong smiled and glared at him, without interruption.

Soon, the team returned to the courtyard.

Looking at the people who had already changed their appearance, Li Yunlong walked up to them with satisfaction.

"hey-hey!"

"They are cleaned up so much that they look like soldiers. Those who don't know think they are the son-in-law from the family."

"Not bad, not bad, interesting."

Everyone suddenly had a smug smile on their lips.

Since they arrived at Zenda, their bodies have been dirty and looked down upon.

Although the son-in-law was not a good thing to say, they ignored it at this moment.

After all, the image has changed and the temperament has improved a lot.

Li Yunlong stood in front of the team and said, "Tell me something."

"We are not many people now, and the total number of people here is about the same battalion. The physical fitness and training of the people in the team are uneven."

"It is definitely not OK to fight the Japanese with such a team, so we have to stay here for a long time to train."

"This place will be our temporary command center, so it must be repaired."

"So your task is to repair the house here and strengthen training in the next few days!"

At this moment, Milong suddenly shouted: "Report!"

Li Yunlong was stunned and turned to look at Milong: "Tell me!"

"Report to the commander, we all came down from the battlefield. Although the combat qualities are indeed uneven, I think we only need to go through a short training to kill the Japanese."

"We are confident that we will never be worse than other troops when we go to the battlefield again!"

Li Yunlong nodded: "I believe this!"

"But I, Li Yunlong, want to take you to win the battle, not to let you die."

"Training is a must. It does not guarantee that you can come back alive on the battlefield, but at least it guarantees that you can kill more enemies."

"Xiao Zhou, leave the list!"

"Yes!" Zhou Weiguo replied loudly, then walked to Li Yunlong with a serious expression.

Li Yunlong smiled faintly and said, "You have had a fight with Zhang Milong, and by the way, look at his current problems."

This time, Li Yunlong did not want to teach Zhang Milong a lesson, but was seriously trying to let Zhang Milong know his current shortcomings.

Among this group of people, he is quite optimistic about Zhang Milong, so he wants to see if he can focus on cultivating it.

If possible, this battalion composed of defeated soldiers can be handed over to Zhang Milong to lead.

Zhang Milong was stunned. Obviously, he also knew Li Yunlong’s purpose this time, so he did not refuse.

Soon, the two of them fought.

As expected, Zhang Milong was knocked to the ground by Zhou Weiguo in just three rounds.

And Zhou Weiguo still intends to stop.

Otherwise, according to the fists and feet that the special forces usually trained, Zhang Milong would have been in a corpse at this time.

"Good! Milong is so capable, he didn't get through three rounds?"

Yaoma said in surprise.

"Look at the little master, that person has held back, otherwise the mysterious dragon will be at most two rounds!"

"My mother, that's all!"

"I can't kill the Japanese general before. Now, let alone the Japanese general, I believe that even the Japanese generals will kill the dog-god locust."

"This time we are following the right commander!"

Everyone was shocked by Zhou Weiguo's chin and smashed his chin into the ground.

These praises did not shake Zhou Weiguo at all, nor did he feel any pride.

"Report to the team leader, the competition is over."

Zhou Weiguo walked up to Li Yunlong with a serious expression and said.

Li Yunlong nodded: "Did you find a problem?"

Zhou Weiguo nodded: "Milong is very strong, but he has no rules for punching. He is just a fight between a gangster."

"Second, his lower plate is unstable. The initial guess is that he has been lying in the hammock for too long and his lower limb muscles have begun to deteriorate!"

"Third, he is too impatient, has no preparation or observation, which is easy to suffer a great loss on the battlefield!"

“…”

Zhou Weiguo told all the questions about Milong's fists and feet in one breath.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. In three rounds, less than two minutes before and after, Zhou Weiguo seemed to have looked at Milong's whole body.

Milong was stunned, and he didn't expect that there were so many problems with him.

At the same time, he also admired Li Yunlong and others even more.

Li Yunlong nodded and looked at Milong: "You know what the problem is now!"

"How is it? I still feel that long-term training is unnecessary?"

Milong quickly shook his head: "Report to the leader, I was wrong."

"Just knowing the mistake can be corrected!" Li Yunlong said with a smile, turning to look at the others: "Who else wants to know his current shortcomings?"

No one answered.

But they were not arrogant and thought they had no shortcomings now, but simply didn't want to be beaten.

Li Yunlong did not force them to do anything about this, but just said lightly: "No one is perfect. Killing the enemy in battle is not a joke, it is necessary to fight against the enemy with your life."

"From tomorrow, my people will train you systematically."

"You have only two tasks, training, repairing the house, and then continuing to train!"

"Do you understand?"

"I understand!" Everyone shouted, his eyes full of perseverance.

Li Yunlong nodded: "I'll be here today. I will teach you tactics and how to cooperate with each other in the evening."

"In the days to come, you will be like being in hell. If you fail the training, you will be kicked out of the team."

"I hope that after the training, you all can stay here!"

"Yes!" Everyone shouted in unison, and the voice resounded throughout Zenda!
Chapter completed!