The playground that the four platoons worked hard to build is not big. Three platoons with about a hundred people practicing formation and stabbing together are just right. There is no extra space. However, the playground that has just been built still creaks when you walk on it.

He also put in a lot of effort.

In the morning, on the playground, the officers and soldiers of the second, third, and fourth platoons of the independent company were practicing formation. Company Commander Qing was very satisfied. The whole company was training neatly together, and it felt comfortable to look at it. Anyway, there was nothing like this at the border between Jiangsu and Anhui.

I have practiced this way before, but there is no space. I have done a lot of winding mountain roads, snakes, and earthworms rolling sand.

A platoon that had finished its mission outside had just returned. Under the command of each squad leader, these soldiers took off their equipment and wore patched military uniforms. Although the uniforms of each platoon were all gray, they were of different shades, a bit like the walls on the Great Wall.

brick.

One platoon brought back the grain that the organization had managed to raise from local squires, as well as a dozen pieces of pork wrapped in bamboo strips, and was delivering them to the cooking class.

Platoon leader Jiang Tingsheng went around the company headquarters and found that the company commander and instructor were not there. He probably went to the surrounding area to look at the terrain again. He was always doing this before leaving. He didn't pay attention to it, but there was something new right away.

I found that I had only been out for a few days, and I saw from a distance that there seemed to be a big playground over there in the cooking class. Now I was impressed by the company commander's thoughtfulness and quick work. I admired the neatness in the cooking class.

I heard footsteps occasionally, so I had to go and take a look.

It’s not often that a row of people comes back at the right time. The meal time is about to arrive. If we don’t send someone to notify the cooking team in advance, there may not be that much food cooked, so we have to go and report the news quickly.

A long snake formation was laid out, with the ostentatious row of soldiers walking in front carrying meat, and those carrying food in the back, deliberately so that the soldiers who were practicing in formation on the playground could take a few more glances, and the platoon leader walked at the end. That was more than just

A good one.

The throats of the second and third rows who were practicing the formation were turning up and down. They watched the pork move from the left to the right, and the neatly arranged ones moved from the left to the right. I don’t really care about what the soldiers in the first row look like. They are very important anyway.

cute.

The platoon leader who was walking behind had a sharp eye and noticed that none of the soldiers in the fourth row turned their heads to look at the pork. They stood there motionless without turning their eyes this way. I felt a little strange. These new recruits were really a bit arrogant.

Meaning; the throat is still turning.

How did he know that the recruit's peripheral vision was all about pork?

People in the South don't eat much steamed buns but rice. Lunch is quite simple: rice, sweet potatoes and broth are the staple food. This is not a bit better than what Platoon Commander Chiang received when he was fighting guerrillas in the South.

The cooking team has already put the prepared meals on the table. There are only six tables. If it is crowded, two rows can still eat at the same time. There are twelve or three people at a table, sitting together around the table, just two bamboos

I can barely sit on the bench I made.

The soldiers had already handed over the food and meat to the cooking squad. Han, the leader of the cooking squad, came out to say hello to Platoon Leader Jiang. At this moment, meal was about to begin. Old Han had already asked the cooking squad to bring out what he had prepared for lunch.

I planned to let the 1st platoon deal with it first. After walking such a long mountain road, I would just finish it later and then eat with the 1st platoon. But I had to hurry up. After I finished cleaning up, I had to learn something from Instructor Li.

thing.

"Old Han, what's going on here outside? It's going very well."

"Oh, you said that in the playground, there was no place for the fourth platoon to train at the beginning. The new instructor made the fourth platoon train for several days before it was completed. The second and third platoons also put in a lot of effort?"

"Wait a minute, what new instructor? Wasn't this what the company commander asked you to do?"

"That's Instructor Li, who trains the fourth platoon."

"Is this the one sent by the organization that we heard about before we went on the mission?"

"You leave during the day, and he will arrive at night."

?

When eating, the second and third rows usually go to the cooking class first. The soldiers are not too particular about this. In the past, when there was no playground here, most of the time, the cooking class would prepare the meals and send them to the small playground of the company headquarters. Everyone squatted on the ground under the eaves.

Solution, there are no seats in the fourth row, so you have to wait or eat on the playground. Li Yuan chose to eat on the playground. He considered fairness. The order of seating will affect the feelings of the soldiers.

Company Commander Qing came down from the mountain chattering with Old God Wu Xing, and found a platoon leader standing at the door of the kitchen, holding rice with rice soup and a sweet potato in his hand. He was bragging to the second platoon leader and the third platoon leader and inquired by the way.

The details of the new instructor.

He didn't get a share of the broth because the cooking team didn't get a share either, and it was a treat only for the training troops.

Seeing the company commander, the instructor came over. Platoon leader Jiang put the sweet potatoes into the bowl. The rice soup was a little full. The rice soup overflowed from the edge of the bowl and covered his left hand. He dug it into his sleeve and saluted, "Hello, company commander.

Hello, instructor." He smiled awkwardly.

He quickly took a big sip.

"Company commander, what's going on with this new instructor?"

"Oh, the one assigned by the organization used to be from the 49th Army."

The platoon leader is also a veteran. He vaguely remembers that the instructor seemed to have said something during the political study in the evening that the guard troops of the Northeastern Army had lost the gang of bastards from the three northeastern provinces and had fought in Yan'an. He had fought with the Kuomintang for more than ten years.

Now this thing comes out.

After thinking about it for a while, I need to give it some color.

In the afternoon, the second and third rows took a break and went to train in the forest. There are only rows one and four on the playground.

"Platoon Commander Wang, you are standing in a very neat row,"

"Platoon Commander Jiang, I didn't come back with anything good this time."

"If you don't practice spell stabbing, will this thing be useful?"

Platoon Leader Wang: "Of course it works, it's exciting."

Pfft, are you excited about standing in a team?

"Where is your new instructor?"

I went to talk to the instructor Nakai, and I only got to know Nakai a few days ago.

A capable person will be imitated when he talks and walks.

The queue leader was confused, what the hell was he talking about? Fame?

Just as they were talking, Li Yuan and Wu Xing, carrying guns on their backs, walked from the company headquarters in front to the training ground. The training ground at the company headquarters was empty.

"Hello, instructor", the two platoon leaders saluted.

"Hello, instructor." A voice said.

Platoon leader Jiang didn't say anything: This guy looks quite strong, much younger than me, fairer than me, feels good in energy, and has good facial features, unlike those crooked melons and cracked jujubes that he struggled with before.

"Tell me, is this someone sent from the organization?"

I've already found out, I have to find an excuse.

"It's Instructor Li. This fourth platoon has been well trained. From now on, the people in the fourth platoon will be ours. Now they are still standing in that useless military posture. They will be fine anyway. How about we cut them off?"

Finally finding the slightest excuse, Platoon Leader Jiang admired his intelligence and felt complacent.

Li Yuan didn't say anything, but he knew that fists were the last word in the army. It had been so long since he had been in the independent company and he hadn't found a suitable opportunity to establish his authority. How could this be considered a gift?

Although Platoon Leader Chiang has rich experience in guerrilla warfare, he has rarely fought large-scale battles. He has no battle plan... It's too late at this moment, and he hasn't figured out what to do specifically yet.

Comparing him with Li Yuan is a judgment call.

Instructor Wu didn't say anything. He was just thinking that this army still needed such a spirit of striving for the top, and he had no intention of stopping it.

Platoon leader Jiang was still very confident in his boxing and kicking skills, and smiled strangely: "You have a good way of practicing formation. Your Forty-ninth Army used to be a guard force in the Northeast. You should stand up well. You are the one who gives the Northeast a good look."

Even if you lose it, Shanghai can't hold on. Hey, you're a coward even if you just talk about it. Organizationally, what do you want us to do here, coax the new recruits?"

If the words were spoken properly, it would be easier to negotiate given Li Yuan's low-key personality. He was still a bit angry after being called a coward, and the sarcasm was resonant. Thinking of Wang Yuan's instructions before leaving, he did not look down on the platoon leader. He had already said this.

For the sake of it, let them see it. Li Yuan was really afraid that the soldiers would not be brave enough. He would kill the soldiers in a row. This desire to win has not come out for a long time, and now he was successfully burned by Platoon Leader Jiang.

If you want to insult your own troops, you don't have to think you are ugly. You can just criticize yourself. If it comes from someone else's mouth, it's a slap in the face. It's that simple.

Li Yuan slowly walked into the playground, swung the gun he was carrying from behind to the front, and handed it to the fourth platoon leader. The fourth platoon leader happily took it. The gun felt comfortable to the touch. "Come on, I will coax you today."

Let me coax you! Tell me how to compare?"

Platoon leader Jiang really wanted to kill this instructor's majesty and give him a show of strength. Who didn't know that a platoon was very powerful in fighting? Who would dare to compete with him except the company commander? What kind of comparison would Li Yuan mention?

, was stunned for a moment, this guy seemed to be well-educated, if he competed with me in writing, wouldn’t he lose a lot if he stood like this? So he quickly said: "Except for these things, anything else is fine!"

Li Yuan couldn't help but look at Platoon Leader Jiang in amusement and said: "Comrade Platoon Leader, this is what you said! In addition to writing station queues, what else can you do?"

Although Platoon Leader Jiang felt that Li Yuan's expression was a bit like a fox looking at a crow, he was a manly man who nailed every spit. Apart from writing, he had never lost anything except the company commander. Look at this guy's body. He was stronger than the company commander.

It was so rare! So he immediately said loudly: "That's no problem, dozens of people in three, four, and four rows here can hear it!"

Li Yuan said loudly: "That's great! Then we'll do it, but since we're competing, what if you lose?"

He was very good at chattering and was not happy. Platoon leader Jiang just saw Li Yuan's gun as if he had never seen it before. He turned his eyes to the fourth platoon leader's hand and said: "That's fine! You tell me, if I lose

What do you want?"

Li Yuan thought for a while and said: "Otherwise, you are from the guerrillas, and your military skills may not be as good as mine. If I win, your platoon will have to listen to my training, and you will have to salute when you see me, okay?

.”

Just listen to him in training and salute, that's fine, but saluting the Kuomintang... With his size, we will lose? "Then what if you lose?"

"Then tell me."

"If you lose, your gun will go to our platoon." I didn't say it would go to me, but to our platoon. This is very selfless.

We haven't competed yet, but I feel like I'm taking advantage. Platoon Commander Jiang waved his hand cheerfully: "Tell me, what's the comparison?"

"You have been in the guerrillas, so my military skills are no longer comparable to yours. We won two out of three games. In the first game, we competed in mountain climbing to see who could climb to the top of the mountain first. In the second game, we competed in marksmanship. I know you are good at bullets.

It’s expensive, I’ll shoot this bullet, and thirdly, let’s fight.”

"Fighting, just fighting?"

Fair enough, the man named Li is quite cheerful.
Chapter completed!