Chapter 41: Capture the Camp (Part 1)

In the morning of winter, it was a sunny day. At the gate of Wuhu County, two soldiers from the patrol battalions were lazily carrying singles, and they didn't know if there were any bullets inside. The patrol battalion's base was at the base of the city wall, and a piece of land was randomly wrapped. The houses inside were also messy shacks. The playground in the middle was muddy, and there were animals hiking on the playground from time to time.

"Did you hear that? The scholar soldiers outside the city get eight oceans every month and two sets of clothes for four seasons. The food is great."

"I heard about it a long time ago. I looked at the city gate before dark yesterday. Three big trucks were full of animals, and even the animals were not fast enough. The trucks were filled with rice, white flour and eggs! I heard that it would be impossible to eat this egg. I had to eat two every day, otherwise Commander Fang would pinch his nose and stuff it into his stomach."

While the two soldiers were discussing, the patrol battalion manager Wen Song and Zhu Mingtang rode side by side to the camp. Both of them had dead houses in the city, and they were not locals, and they each had outdoor rooms.

When the soldier saw someone holding a donkey behind the two, his eyes lit up. Today is the 22nd day of the twelfth lunar month, and the salary is about to be paid. The salary is owed for two months, and it can be worth ten yuan for the whole family to spend the New Year.

There are two patrol battalions in Wuhu, each battalion is composed of officials, officers, soldiers, and husbands, with a total of 301 people.

The magistrate Zhu Xiufeng used all his skills and finally collected all the money for two months. This was due to the light of the teaching team. This month, he escorted Lijin from the provincial capital. Futai sent a letter to the teaching team to pay the money directly. Zhu Xiufeng took the opportunity to complain, saying that the patrol battalion had no money for the two. Feng Xu still attached the most importance to the new army, but considering that Fang Jianxiong was reluctant to formally take over the stall of the patrol battalion, he was afraid that he would have a grudge, so he simply called and asked Fang Jianxiong to receive the money for the patrol battalion.

Zhu Xiufeng came to him with a telegram, and Fang Jianxiong brought up the old story again, and Zhu Xiufeng expressed his embarrassment here. He had no choice but to make things difficult for him. These two leaders, one was the nephew of Dao Wenhuan of the Customs Office, and the other was the relative of Zhu Xiufeng's far-reaching clan. It can be said that the patrol battalion was actually in the hands of Zhu Xiufeng and Wen Daotai.

Fang Jianxiong said, I'd better continue to lead my teaching team, whoever I love to send this salary.

Because of paying wages, this winter morning, the lifeless patrol camps became lively.

The camp of the coaching team outside the city was even more lively. After the morning exercises, Instructor Fang announced that the official holiday was on. In addition to the monthly salary, he gave him another ten o'clock, including 10 kilograms of pork, 50 kilograms of rice and flour, and 5 kilograms of sesame oil. He returned to the camp on the fifth day of the first lunar month and hadn't arrived before the lights were turned off. Get out of here!

One hundred and fifty people cheered and entered the camp for more than ten days. It can be said that everyone fell in love with the team. There are many reasons. First, let’s eat two eggs, two steamed buns, and porridge each in the morning. At noon and evening, it was rice, one meat and one vegetable dish. The canteen master took a scoop to make dishes, and it was a spoonful every time. Secondly, when talking about other treatments, he would release two pairs of shoes, one pair of leather boots, one set of armed belts, two sets of cotton coats and trousers, two sets of underwear and two pairs of socks.

When a soldier eats food, he really burns a high incense from his ancestors. That's not all, the master of the canteen said that when he comes next year, he will be able to drink milk in the morning. It is said that the milk powder that Chief Instructor Fang bought in the United States and can make milk.

It’s not good to find something, but the training here is too harsh! Instructor Fang, who is usually quite kind, is very ruthless when he arrives at the training ground! It’s okay for the first two days, but it’s called adaptive training. The third morning was pulled out and it’s a marching 20 miles away. The fatal thing is that the last three classes have no meat to eat for a day. Forget it, you have to wash socks for the top three classes. The feet of these soldiers can be so stinky. If you want to endure this, you will pass. The last one is called unlucky. If you don’t have meat to eat, you have to clean the toilet for a day.

The soldier manual also clearly stipulates that a class is a whole, and any person falls behind will be considered as the whole class loses.

These regulations have tortured a group of squad leaders and deputy squad leaders crazy and refused to wash their smelly socks. Who knows when the next 20-mile marches will be done? So without the instructor's supervision, the squad leaders consciously grasp the whole class to practice, and have to take good care of those with poor abilities and help each other to ensure the performance of the whole class.

The training was a bit harsh, but the instructor said, "Wo sweat more often, fight less blood." The students drawn from the New Army were the most touched, so take live ammunition shooting as an example. In the New Army, five live ammunition shooting a month. Here, I fought twice in thirteen days, ten times each time. Instructor Fang's words, "The gunshot technique is fed by bullets. Everyone will be officers in the future. If you don't have the ability to force yourself, you can suppress the soldiers below?" And is it the emergency gathering in the middle of the night? Don't underestimate this thing. After a few times, the speed of the gathering increased from the first twenty minutes to ten minutes. The instructor was not satisfied! In this matter, many of the whole class were punished to run around.

The students selected by the Xinjun have talked a lot together, and they are very envious of the boys of the Army Primary School who can study here for three years. Three years later, another colleague will be compiled, and by then these boys will not be able to die one by one.

Even though I envy, everyone was very happy during the New Year holiday. I took out the leather shoes I usually don’t want to wear and polish them brightly. I handed the clothes to the sisters-in-law at the logistics ironing office. The iron was clear and angular, only two copper coins.

I thought of the big girl and her wife wearing a pair of arms after lunch, wearing leather shoes, and walking on Wuhu Street. The eyes of the big girl and her wife couldn't move, and I felt so happy!

Bang bang! Two gunshots came from afar. Fang Jianxiong was discussing plans with two foreign devils in the office to torture the students next year. Hearing the movement, he jumped up subconsciously, pricked up his ears and heard that two more shots were bang, and he immediately became anxious.

"It's the county town, the number officer! An emergency gathering!"

"Didi..." Every time three times, a sharp whistle echoed over the barracks, and the soldiers inside and outside the barracks looked like hornets. The results of their usual training came out. The squad leader raised his voice to greet his subordinates, holding rifles one by one in his hands.

Praise! Trot neatly and gather quickly in the middle of the playground.

"Standing attentively! Everyone is on the verge of live ammunition, marching forward quickly, and targeting Wuhu County." Fang Jianxiong was anxious and didn't care about other mobilizations, and after shouting, he turned over and rode his horse.

The military camp was only more than three miles away from the county town, and the speed of the marching was only ten minutes. However, Fang Jianxiong and his family were in the city, and the gunshots continued, and they were still worried that there would be no accidents.

When I rushed to the gate of the county town, I caught a patrolman and asked, I realized that it was the patrol battalion that was bombed. Fang Jianxiong immediately ordered that the first row would lead himself, the second row, Jason and Paulus, the third row, and the target patrol battalion, and then surrounded it.

The patrol battalion was not far away and arrived at the door in less than three minutes. But he saw two stewards retreating in a mess. More than a dozen people under his command were also fighting and retreating while fighting. Dozens of people were chasing behind him.

Seeing that they were in a mess, Fang Jianxiong was secretly glad that he had arrived fast enough. "One row blocked the door, the second row scattered and blocked the exits of the surrounding streets to prevent the soldiers from escaping and hurting the people. The third row serves as a reserve team."

"Commander Fang, Commander Fang!" Two men who were rolling and crawling in the air came over, and Wen Song shouted loudly. Fang Jianxiong looked at them with contempt and said, "What's going on?"

The two of them stammered and did not speak. Fang Jianxiong snorted and ordered: "Everyone has it, the opposite person is calling. Fang Jianxiong is here, and those who put down the weapon will not blame him."

Seeing the blue and gray uniforms unique to the teaching team appeared at the gate, the soldiers chasing inside stopped and retreated to the inside of the barracks. Fang Jianxiong did not order the shooting and asked the people to retreat.

"Shoot, why don't you shoot? Kill these rioters!" Wen Song, who was as thin as a firewood stick, jumped anxiously on the side. Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he waved the revolver in his hand and pointed it at a student and shouted: "Shoot, if you don't shoot, I'll kill you."

Li Song was excited and felt a chill on his forehead. He looked up and saw the black muzzle pressing against his forehead. Fang Jianxiong's sneer and the look of killing, Li Song's hands and feet became soft and his gun was embarrassing.

"Stay these two embarrassing guys, and then use the butt to smash them to death!" Fang Jianxiong's words were so cold that ice fell into the collar and fell into his heart.

The soldiers shouted for a while, and a Chinese character came out of the barracks and raised their hands naked and walked forward. "Don't shoot, I have something to say." Fang Jianxiong saw this and thrust his mouth. The two students went over, searched their bodies first, and then came over left and right. Fang Jianxiong knew these two students, and Gu Heng recommended the children of relatives. Seeing that they were very careful in their work, Fang Jianxiong took some attention.

Fang Jianxiong stood on a stone millstone and looked down at the soldier who was brought over. This guy, black and strong, was comparable to Bob.

"What's going on? Why are you in trouble?" Fang Jianxiong was stern, and the big black man pretended to kneel down to answer. Fang Jianxiong scolded: "Stand up straight and answer the question. No one wants you to kneel down. What kind of soldiers are you so weak? "

The big black man was thrust with his chest, as if he was worried that Fang Jianxiong would look down on him. "Sir, the youngest is the two-pin soldiers of the patrol battalion. Today, the battalion paid the salary, and agreed to pay the two-month salary for the owed New Year. Wen Song and Zhu Mingtang were deducted in different ways. The villain's salary for the two months was ten oceans. After they settled the bill, the villain still owed a ocean in the camp. Several brothers were dissatisfied and went forward to argue. Zhu Mingtang, the doggy-dolly, let his horseman use a whip to slap people. The brothers were anxious and went up to ask for an explanation. Wen Song fired a gun and killed a brother. Sir, please make the decision for the brothers! You are the commander of the brothers, and everyone sees it. The brothers who are instructing the team are kind to you!"

Qi Erzhu shouted, his eyes wide open, and he wanted to kneel down but didn't dare! He could only watch Fang Jianxiong standing on a high place.
Chapter completed!