bookandnovel Chapter 40 Recruiting
Chapter 40 Recruiting
Li Biao accepted the order and was about to turn around.
Suddenly, he remembered something and stopped in his tracks.
"General, there's something else..."
"It seems that Lu Cheng... has a grudge against that Aunt Bai Feng."
"Um?"
Ma Dashuai and Yao Hong were both stunned.
"What happened? Tell me in detail!" Yao Hong's eyes lit up immediately.
Li Biao quickly recounted in vivid detail how Bai Feng instructed the engineering battalion to sabotage Lu Cheng in the previous scene "Picking the Slippery Cart," only to have Lu Cheng shoot the slippery cart instead, even scaring Xiao Shengyun so much that he wet himself in fear.
After listening.
A brief silence fell over the warm room.
Followed by.
"Hahahahaha!"
General Ma burst into thunderous laughter, laughing so hard that tears almost streamed down his face.
"Good! Good lad! That was satisfying!"
"A hundred-plus-pound iron sled, still carrying momentum, and he sent it flying with a single spear thrust? This is some kind of reincarnation of a tyrant!"
"Most importantly, he slapped that bitch Bai Feng in the face!"
At this moment, Yao Hong stopped cursing the actresses for being vulgar. Instead, her eyes darted around, and that seductive charm returned.
"General~"
Yao Hong leaned closer in a sweet, coquettish voice.
"This guy is a real talent."
"Think about it, Bai Feng wanted to kill him, but she failed and instead made him a star. This shows that the kid is tough and capable."
"Now that he has dismissed Wu Mazi, he has offended the officials as well."
"If we could lend him a hand right now..."
Ma Dashuai was a shrewd man, and he immediately understood what Yao Hong meant.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Moreover, although he had guns under his command, he also maintained a "big knife squad," which was specifically prepared for street fighting and night raids.
Unfortunately, they never had a good instructor, and those soldiers wielded their broadswords like they were chopping wood.
That makes sense.
General Ma stroked the stubble on his chin, his eyes gleaming.
"That Zhang fellow looks down on my Big Swords Brigade because he has a lot of foreign guns and cannons."
"If we could invite Lu Cheng over, he could teach my brothers a lesson..."
"When the time comes for the martial arts competition, let my broadsword team cut down that Zhang guy's foreign gun team. Let's see where he'll put his face then!"
"Li Biao!"
Commander Ma shouted loudly.
"exist!"
"Don't bring machine guns anymore, put all your guns away."
"Go to the warehouse, pick out two top-quality century-old ginseng roots, and get two boxes of German-made 'Mauser C96' bullets... No, he doesn't even have a gun to deliver the bullets."
"Send me the money, two thousand silver dollars in cash!"
"Take my invitation and go to the Lu residence."
"Take me, Ma Linyuan, for example. I've long admired Master Lu's name and would like to invite him to my residence for a chat, so I can appoint him as... the chief instructor of the Big Sword Squad!"
"yes!"
……
Lu Residence, late at night.
Lu Cheng did not fall asleep.
He sat in the armchair in his study, toying with the blood-stained chopstick in his hand, his expression solemn.
That one chopstick strike during the day was not only to vent my anger, but also to establish my authority.
But behind this prestige lies a huge hidden danger.
"Seven paces away, the gun is fast."
Lu Cheng muttered to himself in a low voice.
This is the truth.
In 1931, the era of cold weapons had ended.
No matter how high your martial arts skills are, it's still a one-on-one fight.
If there really were a platoon of soldiers, setting up two Maxim machine guns and firing at the Lu residence.
Even if he were at the peak of Ming Jin, he would still be riddled with holes.
"Mortal flesh and blood cannot withstand steel and gunpowder."
Lu Cheng stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the dark night outside.
The realm of Chinese martial arts is: Ming Jin (manifested strength) trains muscles and bones, An Jin (hidden strength) trains internal organs, and Hua Jin (transformed strength) trains spirit and will.
Only when one reaches the pinnacle of "hidden strength" or even "transformation strength" can one generate that sixth sense, like "the cicada sensing the autumn wind before it blows."
In other words, the body can instinctively sense the killing intent before the other party pulls the trigger and take precautions in advance.
That's the real "dodging bullets".
Currently, although he possesses formidable physical strength thanks to the [Toad-Catching Strength] and [Tiger-Leopard Thunder Sound], his ability to "sense danger and avoid it" is still far from sufficient.
"I need to find someone to back me up."
"Or rather, I need to find a talisman that will allow me to cultivate in peace without being shot to death."
Just then.
There was a rapid knocking at the door.
Shunzi ran in, looking very nervous.
"Master, outside...there are so many soldiers outside!"
"They say they're from General Ma's inner circle, bringing you a gift!"
Lu Cheng raised an eyebrow.
Ma Dashuai?
That bandit warlord who has always been at odds with Commander Zhang behind Bai Feng.
A playful smile appeared on Lu Cheng's lips.
"When I want to sleep, someone brings me a pillow."
He straightened his long gown and casually stuck the chopstick into the pen holder.
"Let's go and greet this great Buddha."
……
lobby.
Lieutenant Li was not as arrogant and domineering as Wu Mazi.
On the contrary, he stood ramrod straight, which was a soldier's discipline and a sign of respect for the strong.
Upon seeing Lu Cheng emerge, Lieutenant Li stepped forward and saluted.
"Mr. Lu, my name is Li Biao. I have come on the orders of Commander Ma to present this small gift."
As he spoke, he waved his hand.
Several soldiers carried in boxes.
When the box was opened, it contained gleaming silver dollars and two ginseng roots wrapped in red silk.
"The commander said that he heard that you and that Wu Mazi have some misunderstandings."
Lieutenant Li lowered his voice, his tone carrying a hint of goodwill.
"Wu Mazi is blind; he's crippled, so be it. Commander Ma has already spoken to the police station, and this matter is over."
This one sentence is worth a thousand pieces of gold.
That is power.
Lu Cheng dismissed the police chief, a serious crime for which he was wanted, but the matter was dropped with just a word from the other party.
"One should not accept rewards without merit."
Lu Cheng remained calm and did not rush to answer. "I wonder what instructions General Ma has for me?"
"The commander-in-chief would like to invite you to serve as the chief instructor of our Independent Brigade's Big Sword Team."
Lieutenant Li looked at Lu Cheng and said sincerely.
"He holds the rank of major, receives a monthly salary of three hundred silver dollars, does not need to be on duty, and only needs to give guidance once or twice a day."
"in addition……"
Lieutenant Li paused, then gave a meaningful smile.
"The commander-in-chief said that he, that division commander Zhang, and that concubine Bai... also have some scores that haven't been settled."
"If you would do me the honor, as long as you don't rebel, Commander Ma will guarantee you can walk with impunity in Beiping!"
Lu Cheng remained silent for a moment.
He looked at the box of silver dollars, then at the pistol on Lieutenant Li's waist.
He knew it was a deal.
Commander Ma saw his martial prowess and wanted to use him to deal with Commander Zhang's Big Sword Brigade, and even to disgust Bai Feng.
He needs this "official skin" to shield himself from disaster and these resources to challenge the "hidden strength".
In this world, being aloof won't save you from death.
Only strength and leveraging existing resources will suffice.
"it is good."
Lu Cheng reached out and took the bright red letter of appointment.
"Go back and tell the commander-in-chief."
"I'll take the job as instructor."
"However, I have a rule: when I teach boxing, even if the commander-in-chief comes, he must stand by and watch, and is not allowed to interrupt."
Lieutenant Li was taken aback, then overjoyed.
"Of course, on the training ground, the instructors are the highest authority!"
After seeing Lieutenant Li off,
Lu Cheng held the letter of appointment and looked out at the night sky.
With this new identity, Bai Feng would have to think twice before trying to harm him again.
He could also use the solemn atmosphere of the military camp to hone his martial arts skills.