The military-green quilts are stuffed with high-quality cotton, offering exceptional warmth and breathability. In cold environments, they quickly absorb and lock in heat, providing the soldiers with a warm sleeping environment.
At the same time, these materials also possess good moisture-wicking properties, keeping the quilts dry and comfortable even in damp conditions.
The outer fabric of the military-green quilts undergoes special treatment, making them waterproof and windproof, while the military quilts also boast the advantage of being lightweight and portable.
"This is good. On the battlefield, soldiers need to be ready to march and fight at any moment, so the weight and size of a military quilt are crucial. With that effort, you'd be better off carrying a few more grenades."
"As long as you know it's good. There's no point telling you too much, you wouldn't understand anyway."
"How many do you have? I'll take them all," Li Yunlong finally decided.
"Same price as the camouflage uniforms, don't try to bargain with me. You have to believe that I share a blood feud with the Japs; I'm eager for you to grow strong and kill a few more of them. Even if it's a bit pricey this time, overall it's definitely a bargain."
"I trust you, a fair price it is. I'll take the lot. Actually, what I want most is that egg-laying chicken of yours. I specifically asked you to order a few more—surely you'll sell me some this time?" Li Yunlong asked with a hopeful look.
"People are more important than equipment. If a drone falls into the hands of the Japs and they use it to bomb us, just think of the consequences. I want to see these individuals: Sharpshooter Wang Xikui, Divine Artilleryman Wang Chengzhu, and Divine Pitcher Wang Gensheng. For every one of these men I see, I'll sell you a drone. And it's not even expensive—one drone for one gold tooth," Wang Diren began his hunger marketing.
"It's not that expensive, but the problem is those three are currently with Ding Wei, and I have no control over them," Li Yunlong complained.
"That's your problem. I told you to stockpile more machine guns earlier—surely you know how to use them?" Wang Diren prompted step by step.
"You mean trade machine guns for men? Ding Wei is also a man who won't do anything without profit. This deal, I'm doing it," Li Yunlong's eyes lit up.
"I didn't say that, it wasn't me, I had nothing to do with it," Wang Diren immediately denied it all.
Soon enough, though heaven knows what terms Li Yunlong used, the three master fighters were standing in a neat row right in front of him.
"Attention, salute!"
"You three, take your orders from Brother Wang."
"Yes!" the three answered in unison.
"Today's drones can fly farther and longer, and their striking power is greater. I hope all three of you master them so you can train more men. If you can train a squad, you'll be squad leaders; if you can train a platoon, you'll be platoon leaders; if you can train a company, you'll be company commanders," Wang Diren tempted them.
"What if we train a whole regiment? Does that make us regimental commanders?" Wang Chengzhu heckled from below.
"Look at you showing off. Let me put it this way: as long as you train a battalion, you're a battalion commander; as long as you train a regiment, you're a regimental commander. If you had that kind of capability, I probably would've damn well been a division commander long ago. I mean what I say, the three of you can handpick men from the entire regiment. If you don't pull ten or eight gold teeth for me from each man when the time comes, you might as well go home and hug your babies," Li Yunlong snapped, losing his patience.
This was a rare period of calm following the breakout.
After the entire regiment was re-equipped, their momentum took on a completely new look, and their fighting spirit soared to the heavens.
Li Yunlong pulled out goodness knows how many machine guns, mortars, and grenade launchers from goodness knows where. For a time, his forces were well-provisioned and formidable.
The entire Independent Regiment plunged headlong and vigorously into an intensive training campaign.
Kong Jie also had a soft spot for special operations and personally handpicked men to establish the Special Operations Company.
Soon, having figured out the ropes, Li Yunlong summoned Zhang Dabiao and Sun Desheng once more.
Zhang Dabiao was naturally a battalion commander, but poor Sun Desheng had spent days warming the bench; coaxed by Li Yunlong into serving as a cavalry company commander, he hadn't even caught sight of a single horse hair.
Yet unexpectedly, he caught the eye of Wang Gensheng, who mainly valued his astonishing arm strength. Unable to ride horses into battle, Sun Desheng threw grenades with both incredible distance and accuracy. Left with no other choice, Sun Desheng gave in—only to find that this opened the door to a magical new world.
Wang Gensheng wasn't greedy for numbers and built his forces strictly around a throwing company, dividing them into a conventional throwing platoon, a divine-machine throwing platoon, and a directional strike platoon. The drones were handled by him with ghostly unpredictability, while the directional landmines were played with brilliantly by him and Sun Desheng. One of these fellows came from a sheep-herding background, the other from a horse-herding background; their spatial awareness and sense of distance were as if possessed by the God of Killing himself—slaying gods if gods stood in their way, and Buddhas if Buddhas blocked their path.
Wang Xikui's Sharpshooter Company was naturally no slouch either. Wang Diren had handwritten a few pages of the "Sharpshooter Training Encyclopedia" from his smartphone, but feeling utterly exhausted, he went on the Taobao website and ordered two homework-writing artifacts—intelligent writing robots—which had already arrived at the warehouse. Taking them out for use, the results were quite good, and they even supported traditional Chinese characters. They wrote out the entire set of teaching materials with absolute perfection.
As for Wang Chengzhu's Divine Artillery Company, Wang Diren felt he couldn't be of much help. If you tried explaining parabolas and angles of inclination to them, they'd only be more baffled; it was still much more practical to rely on experience and feel, just like Zhuzi.
Seeing how things stood, all he could do was prepare more artillery shells. He focused on teaching a few squad leaders how to use drones for reconnaissance and guidance.
Now, after several days of training, the soldiers' physical stamina was heavily depleted. All he could do was send Li Yunlong several slabs of pork so the troops could improve their diet.
The soldiers of the cooking squad bustled about, having received a special assignment: to stew a large pot of meat soup.
Li Yunlong always managed to come up with something new. This was no ordinary pot of meat soup; it was a challenge meticulously planned by Regimental Commander Li Yunlong to boost the morale of the entire regiment.
Li Yunlong knew his soldiers needed encouragement and inspiration greater than usual.
Therefore, he decided to raise the troops' fighting spirit in an unusual way.
First, he ordered the cooking squad to stew all the pork into a fragrant pot of meat soup.
Then, he assembled the officers and men of the entire regiment and announced exciting news to them:
"Anyone who can defeat me in a martial arts contest, or who can toss a grenade straight into the designated basket, will have the chance to taste this delicious meat soup."
Once the news spread, the entire encampment was set abuzz.
The soldiers rolled up their sleeves, eager to give it a try.
Many of them were already imagining themselves winning the contest and savoring that mouth-watering meat soup.
As for those highly skilled fighters, this was not merely an opportunity to eat meat, but a stage to showcase their own strength.
As the contest began, the scene grew exceptionally intense.
Soldiers stepped up one after another to cross moves with Regimental Commander Li Yunlong. Though they all exhausted every trick in their arsenals, in the end, no one was able to defeat Li Yunlong.
However, this did not dampen their enthusiasm; instead, it incited even more soldiers to join the challenge.
Just when everyone thought no one would be able to meet the requirement, Wang Gensheng stepped forward.
Though usually unassuming, his sheep-herding herding skills were second to none.
He stepped forward steadily, took a deep breath, and with the speed of lightning, accurately hurled the grenade right into the basket.
Thunderous applause erupted across the grounds, and Wang Gensheng thus won the chance to taste that precious meat soup.
As Wang Gensheng picked up that steaming bowl of meat soup, a satisfied smile broke across his face.
At that moment, Sun Desheng likewise stepped forward steadily, took a deep breath, and standing even farther back than Wang Gensheng, accurately threw the grenade into the basket, proclaiming proudly:
"A cavalryman without a horse is still no coward."
Standing to the side, Li Yunlong blushed fiercely. Watching it all unfold, his heart swelled with gratification.