Chapter 36: The Arrival of Monk Wei and Long Wenzhang, and Su Changqing’s Unexpected Decision

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Looking at the two remarkably familiar men, Su Changqing simply could not hold it in.

He burst out laughing!

If this was not Monk Wei from the television series *Drawing Sword*, then who could it be?

As it happened, Monk Wei was from Henan Province. In his youth, he had spent some time at the Shaolin Temple in Dengfeng, Henan.

That was why his martial arts were so formidable.

In the television series, Monk Wei beat Japanese soldiers as easily as a grown man beat children.

The other man was the counterfeit regimental commander Long Wen Zhang from the television series *My Chief and My Regiment*.

No wonder the fellow had opened his mouth by demanding to become a regimental commander.

No wonder Zhang Dabiao had actually been intimidated by a few words from him.

Thinking of the great military immortal Han Xin’s main identity, Su Changqing could not help laughing inwardly.

“Come, come. Introduce yourselves. What are your names?”

Suppressing his laughter, Su Changqing looked at the two men.

Seeing them standing there dumbfounded, Zhang Dabiao immediately said, “Speak up! Weren’t you quite talkative just now?”

“This is our column commander, our commander-in-chief!”

Reminded by Zhang Dabiao, Monk Wei rubbed his smooth, bald head and gave an embarrassed chuckle.

“Heh-heh, well…”

“My name is Wei Dayong. I’m from Dengfeng in southern Henan.”

“I studied martial arts at Shaolin Temple for a while. I’ve since left the monastic life.”

“I heard that Commander Su is a hero. When you arrived at Mount Wutai, you wiped out all the landlords and local tyrants and opened the granaries to distribute grain.”

“I also heard that your Rainbow Army came north into Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei to fight the Japanese.”

“My master told me that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the nation.”

“The Japanese are bullying our Great Xia, so we have to hit them back.”

“Anyone who fights the Japanese is a hero. I’ll follow whoever that is.”

“Commander Su defeated the Ma Clique army in the northwest so thoroughly that they were left gnashing their teeth, and at Mount Wutai you cleared out every parasite in the region.”

“I believe that Commander Su came to Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei and Mount Wutai—”

“To fight the Japanese!”

Monk Wei rubbed his forehead and looked at Su Changqing.

“That’s right!”

“The Rainbow Army established a base in Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei precisely to fight the Japanese.”

“Monk Wei, I heard you want to serve as my bodyguard?”

Su Changqing stared at Monk Wei’s gleaming bald head.

Looking at that smooth scalp, his thoughts drifted to another person.

That man also had a perfectly round, shining bald head.

He wondered whether he would ever get the chance to touch it.

“I’m willing!” Monk Wei answered excitedly.

His booming voice pulled Su Changqing’s wandering thoughts back to reality.

“Monk Wei—cough, cough—Wei Dayong, you come from Shaolin Temple, and I hear your martial arts are excellent.”

“Serving as my bodyguard would be a waste of your talents.”

“I have a position reserved especially for you.”

“Commander of the Special Operations Squad. What do you think?”

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Monk Wei’s martial arts could be called the finest in *Drawing Sword*. Having him by Su Changqing’s side to protect him would certainly make Su Changqing feel much safer, but in his eyes, it would still be a waste of talent.

There was another highly skilled fighter in *Drawing Sword*, a man named Duan Peng.

Later, under Li Yunlong’s guidance, Duan Peng became the ideal candidate to help establish a special operations unit.

Monk Wei was even stronger. Su Changqing had been worrying over the lack of a suitable leader for the special operations team.

Monk Wei’s arrival had given him the answer to that problem.

“Commander of the special operations team?” Zhang Dabiao’s eyes widened when he heard this, and he stared at Su Changqing in disbelief.

The so-called special operations team was, for now, Su Changqing’s personal guard company.

Zhang Dabiao had seen that company before—a unit whose elite nature was impossible to conceal, from the inside out.

Terrifying!

That had been Zhang Dabiao’s first impression.

It was said that the requirements for joining the guard company were extraordinarily strict.

Even the most basic tests were enough to eliminate a large number of candidates.

For example:

One hundred push-ups.

One hundred sit-ups.

One hundred squats.

One hundred pull-ups.

One hundred parallel-bar dips, performed in five sets of twenty.

A ten-kilometer cross-country run.

For an armed cross-country run, soldiers had to carry thirty kilograms of equipment and complete five kilometers in twenty-two minutes.

A hundred-meter sprint had to be completed within fifteen seconds.

A four-hundred-meter obstacle course had to be completed within one minute and fifty seconds.

Climbing a fixed three-point route, ascending a rope, and scaling a cliff had to be completed within fifteen seconds.

They were even given bamboo poles and required to use them to climb a mountain slope to a certain height.

Those were merely the basic physical-conditioning tests.

As for marksmanship, every soldier in the guard company was a sharpshooter chosen from among a hundred.

These soldiers could handle every kind of weapon and piece of equipment with ease.

They could even disassemble and reassemble firearms blindfolded, at astonishing speed.

All of this had been demanded by Su Changqing.

During the Battle of Baizhang Pass, that guard company had killed hundreds, perhaps even more than a thousand, Ma Clique soldiers in a night battle without suffering a single casualty.

To this day, the feat was still regarded as a miracle.

It had also left the First Column—and indeed the entire Rainbow Army—filled with curiosity about this mysterious unit.

And now this man from Shaolin Temple had been directly promoted by Su Changqing to commander of the special operations team.

Wasn’t that a little too outrageous?

No wonder Zhang Dabiao looked so shocked.

“Really, Commander? You mean it?”

Monk Wei’s face lit up with delight.

“Of course I mean it!”

“But the special operations team is made up of the best of the best.”

“You want to become its commander? Simple!”

“Beat them all down.”

“If you can’t beat them down, then hurry up and honestly serve as an ordinary soldier.”

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At this, Monk Wei’s eyes shone.

“I’ll go right now! I’ll go beat them down!”

What a simpleton!

He was truly confident.

Then again, Monk Wei had once dispatched a Japanese special-forces commander in only a few quick moves.

He really did possess the ability.

“No need to rush, no need to rush!”

Su Changqing shifted his gaze to the other man beside Monk Wei.

Long Wen Zhang!

A genius at close-quarters combat who seemed to have taught himself everything without a teacher.

He had taken a group of defeated soldiers and forged them into a single cohesive force, awakening terrifying combat power in what had once been nothing more than cannon fodder.

This man was unquestionably a genius.

A genius of military command.

“Commander Su, my name is Long Wen Zhang.”

“I was born in a ruined temple on the border between Rehe and Chahar.”

“Like Wei Dayong, I came here out of admiration for your illustrious reputation.”

Hearing Long Wen Zhang’s unreliable introduction, Su Changqing was rendered utterly speechless.

This fellow was a shameless “con man” who could talk a blue streak.

Still, he did share one trait with the great military immortal Han Xin.

Give him an army composed of the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled, and he could weld them into one force and draw terrifying combat strength from them.

A talent like this—

Of course Su Changqing would not let him slip away.

“Long Wen Zhang, I heard you want to become a regimental commander?”

“Heh-heh. Who doesn’t want to become an officer?”

Long Wen Zhang gave a sly chuckle.

“Good. I appoint you regimental commander!”

What?

Zhang Dabiao wondered whether he had misheard.

And it was not only Zhang Dabiao.

Everyone present involuntarily widened their eyes, as though they had seen a ghost.

Even Long Wen Zhang was stunned by Su Changqing’s decision.

So that meant—

He was a madman!

And this Commander Su was a madman too?

For a moment, the entire stretch of space and time seemed to freeze.

Everything around them—

fell into a terrifying silence.

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