Chapter 15 Wanjia Town Cavalry Camp
Ding Wei walked up to Yang Lin and said, "I am Ding Wei. Thank you for your help!"
"Are you Ding Wei?"
Yang Lin looked at the Eighth Route Army officer in front of him who called himself Ding Wei with a little surprise.
I never expected that I would meet one of the famous Eighth Route Army's iron triangle in northwest Shanxi here: Ding Wei.
Ding Wei has a tall stature, regular facial features, and a look of elegance and steadiness between his brows .
"Oh? I agree with this brother's tone. Could it be that he knows Ding?"
Ding Wei stared at Yang Lin for a moment, and confirmed that he had never seen him before, and couldn't help feeling a little confused.
Although Yang Jing has watched the TV series "Bright Sword" countless times, he knows the opposing storylines and characters very clearly.
But he is a time traveler, there are some things he cannot say directly, this is his trump card and a secret that belongs only to him.
Yang Lin smiled and said, "Although I don't know Captain Ding, I have the honor of having heard of his name."
Am I that famous? How come I don't know?
Ding Wei glanced at the military uniforms of Yang Lin and the others, and asked in confusion, "But I don't know what this brother's name is? Also, why are you wearing the uniforms of the Imperial Army?"
"I am Yang Lin, the captain of the 358th Regiment Luotuoling Independent Battalion." Yang Lin introduced himself and explained, "We were originally the rebels from Hongyunling, and we changed into the uniforms of the Imperial Army because of our mission.
I just accepted the reorganization of the 358th Regiment under the command of Colonel Chu Yunfei a few days ago, and the new uniforms have not been distributed yet, so I haven’t changed my uniforms for the time being. "
"So that's how it is." Ding Wei nodded, and suddenly felt that the name Yang Lin sounded familiar.
The next moment, he suddenly remembered that the reason why Li Yunlong was able to lead his troops to break through this time was because an insurgent army disguised as the Imperial Army raided Sakata's headquarters.
The leader of this rebel army seemed to be named Yang Lin.
Ding Wei collected his thoughts and said in a daze, "Could it be that you are the captain Yang Linyang who led his troops to destroy the Sakata regiment headquarters and captured Sakata Nobutsu in the battle of Cangyun Ridge?"
Yang Lin waved his hand and said, "It's just a trivial matter, not worth mentioning."
Heroes appreciate heroes. The two had a brief chat and quickly became familiar with each other.
After a while, the platoon leader Ma Gan led his troops back with 20 war horses and spoils of war.
"Report to the captain, none of the enemies have escaped. Twenty-four of them have been killed and eleven have been captured. The horses, weapons and equipment are all here."
Yang Lin asked: "How are your casualties?"
"At that time, these traitors were just escaping like dogs that had lost their homes, so no brothers were killed." After a pause, Ma Gan continued, "However, during the pursuit, two brothers slipped and fell, suffering minor injuries, but nothing serious."
"Okay, well done! Let's go back for dinner tonight!"
"Thank you, Captain!"
Ma Gan saluted and stepped aside.
"These war horses are all good horses, much stronger than the horses of our Eighth Route Army." Ding Wei looked at the military horses in front of him with .
There was no way out; the conditions for the Eighth Route Army were simply too harsh.
Not to mention the strong and healthy horses, even old and skinny horses are treasures to the Eighth Route Army.
Yang Lin saw through Ding Wei's thoughts, and pointed at the horse in front of him and said generously: "Captain Ding, your warhorse is injured. There are so many good horses here. Don't be polite to me, just take your pick!"
"Then Ding will respectfully obey your command."
Although Ding Wei was not as shameless as Li Yunlong, he was not a pretentious person. He walked over and picked out a strong warhorse.
Then he rode two more laps before returning feeling very satisfied.
After that, the two chatted for a few more minutes, and Ding Wei said goodbye: "It's getting late, I have to go back to the headquarters to report."
Yang Lin tried to persuade him, "Captain Ding, you are leaving soon. Why don't you stay for a meal so that I can show my hospitality as a host."
Today's punch-in opportunity has been used. Originally, Yang Lin wanted to keep Ding Wei for one night, firstly to ask him for advice on how to develop and grow the independent brigade, and secondly to get some more money from him.
It seems that we can only wait for the opportunity in the future.
"No, Brother Yang."
Ding Wei waved his hands and said gratefully: "Today I am lucky to have Brother Yang rescue me and give me a good horse.
I am grateful for your kindness. If you need my help in the future, please let me know."
Yang Lin clasped his fists towards Ding Wei and said, "The friendship between gentlemen is as pure as water. In this case, we will meet again in the future."
Although he said this, Yang Lin had already started to make up his mind.
There are many talented people in the new regiment, such as Zhang Dabiao, Sun Desheng, and Wang Chengzhu, who are all rare talents.
What method should I use to attract these talents?
As the saying goes, it is easy to get thousands of soldiers but difficult to get a good general. A poor guy can barely make do and a brave guy can be a platoon leader, but there is simply no one else available and they are just pulled in to make up the numbers.
If the independent brigade wants to grow and develop, recruiting talents is the first essential step.
"In that case, Ding will take his leave."
After saying that, Ding Wei jumped on his horse, whipped the horse and rode away.
Yang Lin led his troops back to the base.
Ma Gan came over and asked about the prisoners of war: "Captain, what should we do with these captured Japanese? Should we kill them or let them go?"
"It would be a waste of food if we keep it."
Upon hearing this, a group of puppet soldiers who were tied up were so frightened that their anus shrank and they all knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Sir, I have an 80-year-old mother and hungry children. I have no choice but to be a puppet soldier to make a living. Please spare my life!"
Indeed, except for some big traitors, many people served as puppet soldiers because they had no choice.
Otherwise, who would be willing to be pointed at and despised by thousands of people?
"Uh-huh."
Yang Lin cleared his throat and said, "It's not impossible to let you go, but from now on, you must not be traitors who sell out your country for personal gain!"
"We will definitely follow the instructions of our superiors, turn over a new leaf and start a new life after we return!" The puppet soldiers promised with a flattering look on their faces as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw.
Yang Lin asked again: "By the way, which department are you from?"
Without even thinking, the puppet soldiers rushed to say, "Report to the commander, we are from the 3rd Company of the Wanjia Town Cavalry Battalion of the 8th Mixed Brigade of the Imperial Army."
Upon hearing that the other party was from the cavalry battalion of Wanjia Town, Yang Lin's pupils shrank suddenly, like a shark smelling blood!
