Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 113 The idea of ​​the three regiments' contest
On the threshing floor, more than a hundred pairs of eyes stared at Zhou Weihan.

"Comrades, if we want to fight little devils, we need not only strengthen military training, but also strengthen cultural studies. Some comrades will ask? What does fighting devils have to do with learning culture?"

"If you want me to say, it's a big deal. Why do little devils have planes in the sky and tanks on the ground? When we come to our [-]-year-old Gai, it's so precious. Isn't it because we can't make this thing? These are all made by people. Of course, these are too far away, and they cannot be created by learning some cultural knowledge in a short time.

But we can start with character recognition. After the characters are fully recognized, those who are interested can learn some related professional books by themselves. When the time comes, if anyone among you really has this talent, I will recommend you to your superiors for further studies. Maybe ten years later, we Then you can drive the plane you built to blow up the little devil's hometown. "Zhou Weihan said with a smile.

"Hahaha!"

"Speaking of it at a young age, it's like how to operate a cannon. You have to know mathematics. You have to know how to measure the wind speed when shooting a gun. After you know all the characters, you can also write letters to your family."

"In the ranks of our Eighth Route Army, we have always advocated learning and respected intellectuals. Now that the opportunity is given to you, it depends on whether you can seize it.

The squad leaders, platoon leaders, company commanders, and instructors I have assigned to you are all carefully selected. There is nothing to say about military literacy and cultural background. Most of them are the same as you, and they all learned slowly. Teacher, that is a high-achieving student who graduated from a normal university. He knows astronomy first and geography second.

This kind of teaching conditions is not common in other troops. If you don’t understand, just ask. We are all comrades and help each other.Recognize at least ten characters a day, know how to recognize, write, and speak, and know what it means. In less than half a year, you will all become intellectuals. "Zhou Weihan's mouth became smoother as he spoke.

Zhang Yuanlan on the side was embarrassed by what he said, and her face flushed: "Head, it's okay, we have to continue studying."

"Don't worry, I haven't finished yet?" Zhou Weihan whispered. "Take out the diary and pen from your pocket."

"Have you seen the diary and pens with red sleeves? Each company is divided into squads. The regiment headquarters will organize an exam in the future. Which class can get the first place in the exam, each soldier will be rewarded with a diary and a pen." Pen." Zhou Weihan began to draw big cakes.

"Commander, do you mean what you say? In our company, only the instructor has a pen." A soldier said in disbelief.

"Nonsense, we are the head of the regiment, one spit and one nail, what we say is what we say." Zhou Weihan said.

"Leader, I am willing to learn. If my parents know that I can write letters, I don't know how happy they are, but I don't know if the letters I wrote can be delivered to my parents."

"What's your name, and where is your home?" Zhou Weihan asked.

"Regimental Commander, my name is Wu Shuangzhu, and I live in Guangping County in the south of Hebei. Most of the people in our supplementary battalion are strong men who were captured by the little devils from the south of Hebei." Wu Shuangzhu said.

"Comrade Shuangzhu, don't worry, when you learn how to write letters, each of your supplementary battalion will count as one, and I will send someone to deliver the letter to your home." Zhou Weihan said.

After Zhou Weihan's speech, the learning atmosphere of the soldiers became obviously more enthusiastic.

"Old Zhou, the morale of the army is good, you really have a way." Kong Jie saw the performance of the soldiers clearly.

"It's not that I have one, but our political commissar Zhao has one. I said that you two are old comrades from the Red Army period. This aspect has always been our fine tradition. You don't know it!" Zhou Weihan said.

"Since the death of our political commissar, the independent regiment is now walking on one leg. Many things are on me alone. I can't do what I want. I have to report to my superiors when I go back this time. Send a political commissar quickly." Kong Jie bit Tooth said.

Li Yunlong remained silent on the sidelines, the management style of the new second regiment and the performance of the soldiers gave him a great impact, but he still had a dissatisfied expression on his face.

"Old Li, why are you silent?" Zhou Weihan asked intentionally.

"Hmph, if it's a mule or a horse, you'll know when you pull it out for a while. Now it's a war with little devils. Is it useful to deal with so many fools?" Li Yunlong said.

"Old Zhou, don't worry about him, this guy is just stubborn, maybe he will learn your tricks when he goes back, and he will use them in his new regiment." Kong Jie said with a smile.

"The fighters of my new regiment, as long as I say a word, they rush up screaming, no one is cowardly, do they use this?"

"What you said is true. You are managing a regiment now, and maybe a division in the future. Can you guarantee that it will be like the new regiment now? Why did our Eighth Route Army grow stronger in just three years? Because it has its own "thoughts", the Eighth Route Army is a big melting pot, no matter who comes, it can change his thinking, which is why although the weapons and equipment are poor, the combat effectiveness is stronger than that of the Jinsui Army and other national armies." Zhou Weihan said.

"I still say the same thing, it's a mule or a horse, pull it out for a walk." Li Yunlong said.

Zhou Weihan rolled his eyes and said, "Okay, we don't have any combat missions right now, so let's have a big contest. As the saying goes, literature is the best, and martial arts is the second, so let's compete."

"How's the comparison?" Li Yunlong and Kong Jie were both interested.

"Martial arts competition and literary competition, military competition is divided into shooting and bombing, individual bayonet fighting, and group bayonet fighting. Wen competition is to organize a test and comprehensive evaluation." Zhou Weihan said after thinking.

"That's a good idea, but if you want me to talk about Wenbi, don't add it." Li Yunlong said, looking at Kong Jie.

"That's right, the cultural background of our two regiments is too poor. Compared with your new second regiment, we are at a disadvantage," Kong Jie said.

"Then we won't have a literary competition this time, but this big competition must have a big prize. My new second regiment has one heavy machine gun and two light machine guns." Zhou Weihan said.

"Hey, that's right, it's getting more and more interesting, I'll pay the same price for a new batch." Li Yunlong said with a grin.

"Don't look at me, our independent regiment has a weak family, not as rich and powerful as your two regiments, how about the equipment coming from the equipment sent to the repair shop?" Kong Jie said through gritted teeth.

"That's right. I don't want to part with children, and I can't trap wolves. With these equipment, it is not a problem to strengthen the firepower of a battalion." Li Yunlong said.

"But we have to say something first. We are all brother troops. Only those below the battalion commander level can participate. Cheating is not allowed. We know each other about the situation of the three regiments, so we can't fool anyone!" Kong Jie said, staring at Li Yunlong.

Afterwards, the three of them elaborated on the details of the martial arts competition. Li Yunlong and Kong Jie didn't even eat lunch, and hurried back to their respective residences.

The three agreed that three days later, with the selected personnel, they would start a contest between brothers in the New Second Regiment.

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