Chapter 61: Joining the Battle (Part One)

  The battle continued to sound, at this time it was a regiment facing a division, but since Yang Wei and others scared away the American planes, so at this time Xu's regiment had the advantage.

  The spoils of the previous battle were not small, not to mention guns and ammunition, but more than 30 tanks were captured. These things that should have been destroyed by American planes are now under the control of Commander Xu.

  Although there is no one in their team who can drive a tank, the cannon on the tank and the machine gun above are usable by someone, and it can also be used as cover, which is a multi-benefit move.

  The enemy had not yet arrived, and Yang Wei directed his comrades to drive the cars into the woods first. At this time, the volunteer army was indeed a bit miserable, and in this regiment, they couldn't even find a few drivers.

  "You, go, follow me to the driver's cabin and learn how to drive." Suddenly, Yang Wei found some soldiers idling around, so he gave this order.

  Right away, these soldiers shifted their gaze to the regimental commander in unison. "What are you looking at? Hurry up and go, I'm even thinking of learning how to drive a car now."

  "Xiao Yang, is this going to work? Learning to drive a car is so easy." Captain Xu's face was full of doubt. "No big deal, just one steering wheel and one gearshift. If they can even get the car into a ditch, that's already a talent." Yang Wei said nonchalantly.

  In the future, even a two-year-old toddler can drive a toy car around, but in reality, it's just a matter of mindset. At that time, running sixty meters would be considered sprinting, whereas in the future, a twelve or thirteen-year-old kid can drive a carriage at speeds of over 140.

  A natural attitude determines ability, this coach is a child, then the apprentice's heart has no burden at all, dozens of cars finally became these apprentices' driving, although some are crooked and may have been driven away.

  The first phase of battlefield driver training has officially ended, and a funny scene has come.

  "Come on, report your name one by one. Li Dahu, you are the driver of the 001 battlefield graduation, here is your graduation driving license, take it."

  Yang Wei was always puzzled by the small package hanging from Xia Xue's waist, which now revealed its true form. Inside were the seal of the Little Ghost Squad, Xia Xue's personal seal, Yang Wei's personal seal, a natural ink pad, several notebooks, a steel pen, and even a bottle of ink. This Xia Xue always remembered her rights.

  "Li Dahu, let me take a look at that paper." Ah, Xu Tuanzhang also became interested. What kind of paper is this?

  "Battlefield Driver's License, Name: Li Dahu, Sex: Male, Age: 20 years old, Issuing Authority: Xiaoxiao War Team Automobile Training Team, Summer Snow Seal, Yang Wei Seal, Small, War Character No. 0001, Haha haha, Summer Snow Niece, where did these seals come from? Won't they be engraved by your Commander Liang?"

  "Hey, Captain, how did you know it was Uncle Liang who engraved them for us? By the way, you guys with these certificates, after the war is over and we return home, we'll exchange them for official Little Devil Squadron driver's licenses. The ones you have now can be used on the battlefield, but they won't work back home, so be sure to remember that, it's a matter of life and death." Alright, Yang Wei occasionally let slip some words that Xia Xue had remembered.

  When teaching his fellow soldiers how to drive, Yang Wei often said that safety must be the top priority, as a car accident could result in loss of life. It was because Yang Wei repeated this so many times that Xia Xue suggested creating some kind of certificate. Under Yang Wei's suggestion, they created a driver's license with a hard red cover and three golden characters for "driver's license" on it. Fortunately, the driver's licenses they designed could be used within their military unit after being inspected by Xia Shu (Xia Xue's uncle), who tested the driving skills of Yang Wei's students and then designated the Little Ghost Legion Automotive Training Team as the official automotive training school for the military. The driver's license also bore a large seal from the Military Logistics Department and Xia Shu's personal seal.

  "Alright, got it. Once the war is over, you can go exchange them with Xiaoxue, haha." Apparently, Captain Xu just found this whole thing amusing.

  "Commander Xu, you think we're joking, right? Look at my driver's license. And all of you, show yours to the commander too." Then, Xia Xue took out a small booklet from her bag again, which was indeed her driver's license. The others also took theirs out from their pockets, except for Yang Wei who didn't bring his.

  "Director Xu, take a look." "Hmm, this is... the Logistics Department of a certain army, Xia De went... hmm, this old Xia actually accompanied you guys to play." "Director, we don't like hearing that. What do you mean 'accompanied us to play'? Look at these small words, 001 was taken by me, my uncle and them could only take A certain army's 0001, but you guys here took War 0001?"

  Upon hearing this, Yang Wei suddenly thought that if they kept this paper until the end of the war, would it be put in a museum? Although there were many drivers throughout the country and the military, since the establishment of New China, this driver's license was temporarily the only one for the Little Devil Squadron.

  "Report to the company commander, the enemy has arrived, this time they have a battalion of infantry." "Alright, everyone get into position, prepare for battle." In an instant, the battlefield fell silent, only the sound of guns being cocked and bullets being chambered could be heard, the atmosphere on the battlefield became tense in preparation for a fierce battle.

  Machine guns were also propped up on tripods, with the gunners gripping the handles and staring intently ahead. Soldiers armed with rifles had loaded their weapons to capacity and were holding them at the ready, eyes fixed on the front lines. On either side of them, hand grenades were piled high. Medics stood behind, watching the soldiers on the front lines, ready to rush forward and rescue those wounded by bullets at any moment.

  At this time, the walkie-talkies were not yet equipped with brigades, so all the telephones set up were wired. "Hello, one brigade is ready, two brigades are ready..." A burst of reporting voices appeared on the battlefield, as well as the sound of telephone ringing, a big battle was about to break out at any moment.