Chapter 43
Outside Yangcun, the training ground.

A group of soldiers stood in the cold wind, and Zhang Wei stood at a high point and opened his voice: "Comrades, the last battle in Luochang County exposed a big problem in our regiment. I don't care about the devil's fight. As for the skills, you must know that there is one head on two shoulders, and our independent regiment must put more effort into bayonet fighting in the future."

"This time the devils have suffered a great loss from us. Don't think about having a good life in the future. The devils will definitely come back with revenge, and we must always be ready to fight!"

"Now, the training begins. If the bayonets are issued or seized, they will gather on the left to practice stabbing skills. If they do not have bayonets, gather on the right, and they will be issued with big knives and spears."

The soldiers quickly separated. The soldiers in the independent platoon had received Zhang Wei's stabbing training, and Chengcai took them to take charge of the stabbing training.

And Zhang Wei led Shi Dafan to the other side. Some fighters were busy picking up the spears made on the ground, while others could only deal with them with long wooden sticks.

"Look out! When stabbing, two-two teams, one with a sword and one with a spear, the sword blocks the devil's bayonet, and the other soldier will rush forward and insert the spear into the devil's heart!"

After Zhang Wei said that, he started to demonstrate, and poked off the head of the straw man used for training with one poke.

"Do you understand everything?"

"Listen! Then train!"

Because of the last battle, the devil's blockade and sweep of the base area continued.

And constantly mobilize troops to launch an unprecedented sweep of Northwest Shanxi.

Headquarters is worried about this.

Yangcun is located on the flank of the headquarters. This time the garrison cost some money to prevent sneak attacks by devils. The soldiers had to go up and dig out those rocks from the mountain.

For this job, two battalions worked for three days, mixing glutinous rice paste and earthen cement to create several machine gun positions.

At the very least, a junk like grenade won't pose too much threat to it.

Six blockhouses were set up around the entrance of the village, all of which were equipped with light machine guns. In addition to the excavated positions outside, there were trenches almost two meters deep, plus anti-gun holes and so on.

When Zhao Hualong was free, he worked with the staff in the border area and fellow villagers to mine landmines in their free time. Zhao Hualong was indeed an expert in this regard.

Zhang Wei discovered in the last stabbing process that although the physical fitness of the soldiers was much better than before, they had no sense of coordination at all.

The broadsword is at a disadvantage against the devil's bayonet. The soldiers are more than brave, but the effect of killing the enemy is much worse.

So Zhang Weiyi summed up, since there is a lack of bayonets, and one-on-one is still at a disadvantage, they should simply be trained in groups. Two fighting devils and one has an absolute advantage.

"Practice! Damn, you are not allowed to stop. Usually training is bloody and sweaty, so as not to sacrifice in vain during the battle!"

Zhang Dabiao was eager for skills for a while, and said to the Second Battalion Commander who was watching the excitement: "Come on, Shen Quan, let's practice our hands!"

Shen Quan was not convinced at all: "Come on!"

The two quickly scuffled together.

Zhang Wei watched the excitement from the sidelines and didn't dislike the seriousness of the matter, so he found a rock and sat under his buttocks: "Da Biao, beat him in the stomach! Yes, use force!"

"Oh, Shen Quan, what the hell are you doing moving his thigh! Lower your center of gravity!"

"Don't hit that thing, that thing has to be passed on to the next generation! Shen Quan's place can't be played!"

"Fuck, old Shen, you're a fucking cunt!"

"Dry!"

"That's right, he's going to use his mother's ruthless hands, what are you afraid of? His mother's training uses wooden knives, what are you afraid of! Let me train with my heart!"

Although Zhang Wei said so, his heart is fixed on these fighters. He needs to control the intensity of training, and the load should not be too much. Now that life is not in the county, they not only lost Luochang County when they returned And the surrounding area, more is to compress more living space.

The only good news at the moment is that the comrades in the border region government said that this year's autumn grain harvest is expected to be good, so that at least the most basic rations for soldiers will be available.

The training cards left over from the previous lottery are already in use, but the shooting cards are indeed useless. The independent regiment is now considered half of the guard regiment, and it is responsible for guarding the headquarters. It is not allowed to mobilize troops casually. This is not outside It's garrisoned, and it's only a few kilometers away from the headquarters. If this is done under the nose of the boss.

Zhang Wei is not Li Yunlong, he is protected by three old chiefs.Although these chiefs have a good impression of him, this is not the capital of his fooling around.

Standing beside Li Yunlong, Zhao Gang clapped his hands together: "Old Li, can you do it if you keep practicing like this?"

"Look, you old Zhao is an intellectual after all, you can wear a padded jacket when you are cold, don't be as knowledgeable as us big bastards, you have to practice like this, damn it, so many soldiers were sacrificed in the last attack by the first battalion, It’s just that the stabbing technique is not qualified enough, otherwise this kind of situation would not happen.”

"I don't have any objections. This training is also in charge of Zhang Wei, but the higher-ups are to blame."

"I'm Li Yunlong, damn it, hahaha, look, Zhang Dabiao is dead, this is the first time I've seen him being beaten up by Shen Quan, Shen Quan is so vicious, it's the first time in so many years Know he'll be there to say hello."

Zhao Gang suddenly remembered: "Hey, by the way, monk, don't you know the red-tasseled spear? Go, go and teach them. Zhang Wei told me about it yesterday, but I forgot."

"Political commissar, I'm leaving. Are there no guards around you soon?"

Li Yunlong answered: "It's okay, Hu Zi is here, one person can be used as two people. Monk, don't hide your mother's secrets, show your hands to the soldiers!"

The monk saluted and said: "Yes, head, I promise to complete the task!"

"By the way, didn't Zhang Wei say yesterday that he would select members of the bombing team from the whole regiment? How is the organization going?"

"I haven't had time to do this, how can it be so fast, damn it, this great thing is in a hurry, it's in a hurry, you can't treat our old Li like a dog, come to me for everything, I will tell him directly Now, don't bother me with these little things, let him decide by himself."

"Let me tell you, Zhang Wei's idea is quite good. I watched the training of the independent platoon yesterday. Each of them threw the side zone with a distance of at least 50 meters. When more than 20 people threw it together, the firepower was almost as good as six gates. Mortar fired."

"Damn it, I'm not angry if you don't mention the mortars. That prodigal son of Zhuzi actually broke a mortar during the transfer. I'll be angry just thinking about it."

(End of this chapter)

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