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4931 An instructor is an instructor

One day, one day, one's teacher is the father. The ancients paid the most attention to inheritance, especially the closed system of the army, and the phenomenon of seniority becomes more and more serious.

The senior officers of the New Imperial Army were all the playboys of the Eight Banners, and were all not very important children from the family. If these people want to become new-style officers, they must start from basic skills.

The new recruits stand in the military posture, eight kilometers of off-road, bravely advance in the rapids, and survive in the deserted island... These most difficult and tiring trainings were completed by Zhao Yidao, Shimazu Dairo and others with one hand.

From a playboy to a high-ranking official of the Royal Guard Army, there were countless blood and sweats here, and all the instructors made contributions.

The feelings that come from this kind of fall are unforgettable. Although these guards are now five or six people, and are from the division commander, the battalion commander, they dare not take the lead in front of the teacher.

I heard that the Chinese railway soldiers sent an old instructor to support a company. Anyone who had no combat missions at the moment came to salute. If it were not allowed during the war, I would have to hold a fine wine for a barbecue banquet at this moment.

Of course, the officers of Xishan Camp did not understand the friendship between the New Royal Army and the Chinese, but some good things went to watch the fun, but all those who knew about it took a breath.

Because the topics discussed by these guard officers from the recruit camp, Zhao Yidao, Shimazu Dairo and others were so profound.

Nastu analyzed his tactics in the big tent, while the ordinary middle- and low-level Chinese officers outside actually added Mu Sanfen.

And the officials of the New Royal Army were listening quietly like elementary school students!

"What Nastu did indeed violate military discipline, but it did not violate military tactics! The battle he fought was still very smart!" Zhao Yidao analyzed carefully to the old friends in front of him, and the branches in his hand were still drawing topographic maps on the ground.

"Observation is the best defense! Have you forgotten? Isn't this the slogan on the second window of the canteen in the recruit camp?"

"You are a new army, a fully Western-style army, relying on firepower and maneuver to defeat the enemy. You must play your strengths!"

"When the enemy unexpectedly attacks, you will attack even more when the enemy does not expect you to attack!"

"When did the head of state fight in war? The stone bridge high ground is a defensive battle, right? But how many tactical counterattacks were there in the middle? The counterattack defeated several enemy attacks?"

"You have learned tactical classes back then, but now you have forgotten? Faced with a group of rebels armed by disaster victims, and still defending trenches? God, look at your backbone?"

Zhao Yidao said that the officers present were blushing and muttered, "We...we are not princes, we have no right..."

"Hey...so, Nastu is a man who is brave. I like it. He violates military orders but does not violate military law. Now let's see if he wins a big victory?"

Zhao Yidao continued to analyze the tactics for everyone. The officers of the New Royal Army and some officers of the Xishan Camp who were watching the fun were all convinced.

Especially those Xishan Camp who are usually overestimated, especially those generals who are trained by the British, are very surprised!

"Hey... what are the positions of these two people? They only brought more than 100 people. How can they talk about tactics be very good? I feel that they must be at least at the level of the regiment commander or above!"

"Shhh... Sigh down! The military system of the Chinese tribe is different from ours. I heard that the head of state is a system of officer downswing. If you are a company commander, you must have the level of a battalion commander, and if you are a battalion commander, you must have the level of a regiment commander..."

"And any ordinary Chinese soldier can be competent for the squad leader... All Chinese people want are students who study, and those who are illiterate don't want them. Even if you join the army by chance, you have to learn and practice troops!"

"Ah? What's the routine?"

"You don't understand... I heard from the division commander that this kind of policy is actually the most terrifying. On weekdays, training seems a little harder, and giving these literate soldiers a higher salary..."

"But the final calculation is still cheap, because this kind of army, think about it... there are ten people in a squad, and every soldier here can be competent for the squad leader..."

"Wouldn't that be a tenfold expansion in an instant?"

Ah! The fools understand what's going on. This is the potential of war mobilization. A layman can only watch the fun, while an expert will come out as soon as he sees the trick.

At this moment, the officers and soldiers of the Xishan Camp no longer dared to underestimate the railway soldiers who brought a company, and they all looked at them with admiration.

"What's wrong... It's very wrong!" Shimazu Dairo, who had been observing and pondering, suddenly spoke. He stabbed Zhao Yidao. "How many people have the Fifth Division captured? Why are there more and more..."

"And... why are prisoners placed in large quantities in the camp? Can't they be placed outside the camp?"

An officer said, "It's such an instructor. Nastu said he would offer prisoners to the prince in the big tent and interrogate him as soon as possible... You see, isn't that the leader of a group of rebels?"

"The basket carried next to me is full of red roofs and official uniforms. This Japanese devil Six really treats himself as the emperor... Bah!"

Daro Shimazu shook his head, "No, I can't say it, but it's just wrong... The officer was put in, why did the ordinary rebel prisoners also put in?"

"Ah... that, that commander Nastu said that he would send the rebel prisoners back to the capital along the train lane, offer his captives to His Majesty, so that his Majesty would be happy. He was passing by and walking behind the camp..."

"Passing? Baga... can't you walk around the camp? You have to take this shortcut... It's wrong, it's very wrong. I'm going to see Lord Fuqing. Lao Zhao, please be alert outside!"

Zhao Yidao immediately stood up with a creeping hair on his body, "Dalang, what did you find? Fuck... You Fusang people have been fighting back and forth for thousands of years, and they are defeated every day. I am convinced of your vigilance..."

"The entire advance company has...the highest alert!"

A loud bang, there was a sound of pulling the bolt. The soldiers were sitting on the ground and lying on the ground to rest. In an instant, they all jumped up, loading the bullets and defending the ring!

Even the big wolf dogs stood up their ears and their throats were filled with fierce light!

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" The officers and soldiers who were listening to the lecture were all stunned when they saw the old instructor as if they were facing a great enemy!

Daro Shimazu walked quickly towards the central army's tent, and Zhao Yidao looked around and whispered, "I believe in him! The Fusang people are born with this unique premonition... That country's rebellious nature has not stopped for thousands of years!"

"Shimazu Dairo is a child of the Shimazu family. He has had this kind of training since he was a child... We don't understand, he understands!"

At this time, the Central Army's tent had already welcomed the first batch of prisoners, and a basket of red hats were thrown on the ground, with military officer uniforms stripped down next to it!

The rebel officers in thin clothes knelt on the ground, lowering their heads like plague chickens and not talking!

Nastu laughed loudly, "Prince, look! These are actually old acquaintances in the capital. They are the prince's honor, you may not know them..."

Haha... Prince Dun sneered, "I used to be the King of the City, how could I not recognize these bastards!"
Chapter completed!
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