Chapter Twenty-Five: Training Others and Being Trained

  Watching the retreating enemy, soldiers from the first battalion rushed out of the trenches and quickly entered the bloody battlefield to pick up discarded guns and ammunition.

  Wu Bing furrowed his brow and thought to himself: Why are they like hungry wolves seeing sheep, so impatient? Don't they know that searching the battlefield for enemies playing dead would allow them to pick up their weapons? Later on, he'd make sure to give them a good wake-up call.

  Wu Bing didn't take the ammunition shortage to heart, because in his past life and this life, he had almost always seen piles of guns and ammunition. He hadn't experienced a severe lack of ammunition while fighting against enemies, so he couldn't quite understand why these soldiers were so desperate for it.

  Wu Bing turned to the guard following him and said: Tell our comrades in the company that they will be given some material supplies as supplements, and let's not fight with the first battalion for guns and ammunition. Remember to let our people enter the battlefield first to clear out the remaining enemies, and then secure the area afterwards.

  Pick up and raise.

  The guard listened to Wu Bing's orders and turned around to pass them on.

  Wu Bing also entered the chaotic battlefield, where dead bodies and horses were scattered all over the ground. He picked up a good rifle from the ground, pulled the bolt to check that there was still a full magazine of bullets, then pushed the bolt back.

  Carrying his gun, Wu Bing charged into the battlefield, looking around and thinking to himself: "Damn it, there are too many people, can't even get a good haul."

  When Wu Bing was thinking about how to make a fortune, the leaders of the detachment also arrived on the battlefield. One of the leaders squatted beside a dead horse and looked at the wounds on its body, only to see that the horse's body was covered with at least thirty bullet holes. The leader said to the guard beside him

  He came over with a dagger and started digging at the wound on the horse.

  The team leader Cheng beside him looked at his movements and said: What did Old Zhao discover?

  Several leaders gathered around, watching the Zhao surname leader digging something on the horse's body. Before long, they saw the Zhao surname leader dig out something from the horse's body and rubbed it back and forth in his hand. When he put the shiny object in the palm of his hand

  At that time, everyone was shocked again: "Steel beads". Several people rushed to check the bodies of several horses and men nearby, and found a lot of steel beads.

  Looking at the nearly 400 square meters of corpses lying there, several people couldn't help but exclaim that these steel balls must have had a very high density!

  A leader said: It seems that Wu Bing of this "Women's" group still has many secrets we don't know about!

  Just as a few people were shocked, they suddenly heard a gunshot. Then they heard someone shouting: "You're crazy, why did you kill him?"

  Several leaders heard the noise and looked back to see a man surrounded in the middle, wearing strange military uniforms, surrounded by more than a dozen ragged Red Army soldiers, standing out like a crane among chickens. The one who just spoke was Battalion Commander Li Hu, and the one being questioned was the Wu Bing they were talking about with secrets.

  Wu Bing ignored the battalion commander's question and continued to kick the corpses around him. The battalion commander, out of breath, grabbed Wu Bing and said: I'm asking you something, why did you shoot and kill this enemy who wanted to surrender?

  The female soldiers who heard the noise also ran over, saw the situation and immediately used their bodies to separate Wu Bing and the first battalion's people, confronting the soldiers of the first battalion. It is worth noting that these female soldiers maintained Wu Bing in this way because Wu Bing had always been at the forefront of the battle.

  Fate rescued them from one crisis after another. In their eyes, Wu Bing's status was as high as that of their squad leader, and no matter what he did, it was always right. This may be the consequence of blind worship.

  The battalion commander saw this scene and angrily said: Don't you know that the enemy he killed was about to surrender and would soon become a prisoner of war? Have you forgotten our policy? Are you still Red Army soldiers?

  He asked three whys in a row, and these female soldiers were so intimidated that they lowered their heads and didn't dare look at him.

  Wu Bing calmly kicked the corpses beside him and said to the "female" soldiers surrounding him, "All of you go to one side, this has nothing to do with you." As he spoke, he pushed aside several "female" soldiers in front of him and walked out with a majestic air, looking like a superior officer about to scold his subordinates.

  The battalion commander Wu Bing, who was also a bit angry, said: You also say he wants to surrender, then he is still an enemy if he hasn't surrendered yet.

  "What's wrong with you? They've already laid down their arms. They're our captives, and you shouldn't kill them." The battalion commander glared at Wu Bing and said.

  "Put down your weapons." Wu Bing burst out laughing.

  "What's so funny?" a loud voice asked from the head of the camp.

  Wu Bing retorted: You're still holding onto the grenade in your hand, and you call that laying down your arms and surrendering? Do you know how many of our soldiers will be affected if he accidentally pulls the pin on that grenade? Is one enemy who's still resisting more important than our own soldiers?

  The company commander was stunned and could only say: You... you... you...

  Wu Bing looked around and said with a hateful tone: I don't want you to be in danger, nor do I want you to shout about treating prisoners of war kindly to those stubborn enemies. I especially don't want you to die together with those enemies who still want to counterattack even when they're on the verge of death. You can't even feed yourself, what are you going to use to treat the prisoners?

  Go and treat others with kindness, but do things within your power. You see this enemy I've beaten to death, he's also injured. Are you going to take out those precious 'medicines' and not give them to your own comrades first, but instead give them to him? Don't you worry that once he recovers, he'll stab you in the back?

  Look at you, as soon as you entered the battlefield, no one bothered to search for any surviving enemies before starting to pick up weapons and ammunition. The battle is over, are there still people who will sacrifice a life or two? Are your lives not worth more than those few bullets?

  Wu Bing looked at the warriors who lowered their heads one after another as he spoke, and a satisfied expression suddenly appeared on his face.

  And then he went on to say: For these brutal and unrepentant enemies, we must retaliate with tooth for tooth and blood for blood, resolutely eliminate them.

  Just as Wu Bing was speaking loudly and passionately, a guard rushed in and whispered to him: "Comrade Wu Bing, the leader wants you to go to the command center."

  Turning his head to look in the direction of the command post, he saw several leaders walking towards the command post. Wu Bing's heart skipped a beat as he thought: Have I overdone it?

  Wu Bing dismounted and followed the guard to the command center, shouting "Report" at the entrance.

  All I heard was someone inside saying: Come in.

  Wu Bing walked into the command center and saw several leaders sitting there, shouting: Leaders are good.

  At this time someone said: Comrade Wu Bing didn't see it, did he? Letting you be the Third Company Commander is a waste of your talent, you should go be the Political Commissar or Instructor.

  Wu Bing glanced at the superior who was speaking and said: Superior, I admit that I spoke a bit inappropriately just now, but I think we should first estimate our own strength.

  You're still reasonable. The captain said immediately.

  Alright, alright. Li Zhengwei said beside him.

  The two men who had been persuaded to stay behind said to Comrade Wu Bing: "Comrade Wu Bing, what you said makes some sense, but it's not entirely correct. After all, there are also laboring masses among the bandits. Both sides have just fought a battle and do not understand that we are also reasonable. The laboring masses among them

  Is it also our strength in striving for unity? You say yes or no!

  Wu Bing's heart was clear, but he still pretended to have just been persuaded and nodded his head, saying: "Comrade Commander, maybe I've lived abroad for too long and don't fully understand the Red Army's policies yet. However, I will correct myself, if Comrade Commander sees me doing something wrong."

  Please criticize and correct at any time.

  Then he turned around and said to his superior who had just scolded him: Sorry, sir. I apologize for my inappropriate tone earlier.

  The leader waved his hand and said: It's nothing, I also spoke in a wrong tone just now, don't mind it.