Daming kill

Chapter 103 Chapter [-] Growth
Company Commander Zhou Wen didn't feel the troubles of Chief of Staff Ma Yong at all, and he has been patronizing and eye-opening for the past few days.

It is now the afternoon of the seventh day of training, and the whole battalion is slowly moving forward along a valley among the mountains.

While Zhou Wen followed the team mechanically, he looked around at the mountains on both sides.He was imagining the scene of the attack on the valley that day that he saw in the battle summary.

Although this is not the valley, it does not prevent Zhou Wen from imagining and thinking by analogy.

Except that his brain was still thinking and exploring, Zhou Wen's body had long since lost the passion of the previous few days, leaving only numbness and exhaustion.Even though his legs were wearing leggings, they were still sore and uncomfortable.

Although the heart is still longing, the body hopes to never go on again.

At this moment, a bugle sound suddenly came from the front of the queue.The sound was very loud and could be heard clearly from far away. It looked like several trumpets were blowing together.

The people in the whole team immediately pricked up their ears to listen, and soon everyone stopped, waiting for further orders from their immediate superiors.

This is the sound of the rest horn, the tune that everyone is most familiar with and favorite at present.

At this time, the soldiers who had stopped around Zhou Wen all looked at Zhou Wen, their eyes full of longing.

Zhou Wen first waved to the platoon leader Qian Dongzi who was looking back in front of him, indicating that he was fine, then turned his head and said to a signal soldier beside him: "Notify all platoons to rest."

At this time, the command "rest" was sounded one after another in the entire line that was more than one mile long, and most companies were also issuing similar orders.

Following the shouts of the platoon leaders, the entire long queue collapsed on both sides of the road in an instant, and many soldiers simply sat on the ground with their backpacks on their backs, letting the ground act as a support for the heavy backpacks and to lean on. backrest.

Although he was also very tired, Zhou Wen still wanted to take care of his image as much as possible.

He found a larger stone nearby, threw the spear in his hand aside, took down the goose feather knife that was placed across the top of the backpack, then slowly unloaded the heavy backpack and put it aside, then sat down on his buttocks. on the stone.

After sitting firmly, Zhou Wen took out the water bag on his waist and drank a couple of sips of water, then looked straight at the huge backpack that was put aside.

Everyone has one of these big backpacks, on which are usually rolled up thin quilts, and inside are dry food, clothes, shoes, books and all the personal items of their own people.

Without this training, Zhou Wen didn't know that he had saved so much property, and it was too heavy.

After tweeting for more than ten seconds, Zhou Wen remembered something and began to look around habitually.

Passing over the scattered soldiers sitting and lying down, Zhou Wen could easily see Yan Ming, the deputy company commander not far away, arranging a security task for a platoon leader.A few soldiers without backpacks had already started walking towards the far sides with knives and guns.

Arrangements for such trivial matters as guard duty, the company already has a division of labor, so there is no need for him, the company commander, to do it himself.

Looking higher up, you can vaguely see the red flags shaking on the top of the valley on both sides. It should be the reconnaissance company or the security units of other companies that have been active on both sides.

After reassuringly looking away, Zhou Wen took out a small bamboo tube from the side of the backpack, opened it and poured a little white powder into his hand, which was fine salt.

He lightly cleaned up the powder on his hands, and then took another two sips of water.

He needs to add some salt. Today they didn't conduct any special subject exercises, just walking.When I woke up in the morning, I was urged to start walking, and I didn't even eat breakfast.

Then I kept walking, and I could only rest for a short time in an hour, and there was still no organized meal at noon. When I was hungry, I found dry food by myself and chewed while walking.

By now it is estimated that it is Shen time (15:00-17:00), and I don’t know how much sweat I have shed. I am really tired. I learned the proper supplement of light salt water in the hygiene class.

It's just that now he's not in the mood to adjust a small tank of light salt water for himself, he just wants the most trouble-free way.

After drinking the water, Zhou Wen didn't put away the small salt container immediately, but played with it in his hands boredly.

Every soldier has one of these small salt cylinders, and they were also issued during this training.Each one is filled with fine salt, the fine salt that only rich families can afford, and it is the finest and most expensive kind.

Ever since he came to Li Ping's camp, Zhou Wen had never seen coarse salt again, nor had he seen anyone who felt extremely uncomfortable because he couldn't eat salt.

What is even more inconceivable is that the salt was still openly available to them, without restriction at all.Although he has long been familiar with such "luxury", he is still very curious, no matter how rich he is, he can't waste it like this!

Besides, where can I get so much fine salt?

While Zhou Wen was thinking wildly, a battalion messenger found Zhou Wen, and he came to convey a verbal order from the staff office:
Tomorrow, the fifth company will send a platoon of troops to investigate and advance on the right side of the battalion, and take on the task of guarding.

Zhou Wen immediately said "received the order", and the messenger didn't say much, and immediately turned and left.

For this kind of ordinary orders and orders when the army is together, they are basically conveyed orally, and written orders are only used when they are extremely important and when they are not together.

And no one will doubt this kind of verbal order, because the messenger sent by the superior must be a full-time messenger who is very familiar with the troops to be effective.

The new messengers must be accompanied by the old messengers for a period of time before they are allowed to perform tasks alone. This is a very simple and effective way to prevent others from impersonating.

After receiving the order, Zhou Wenlue thought about which one he planned to let go.

He is no longer unfamiliar with such tasks, so he does not intend to lead the team himself this time, because the day before yesterday, their company had already served as a security task on the left side of the army.

That time he personally took a platoon to experience it, and this time he wanted other platoon leaders to experience it independently. This kind of training should be given to as many commanders as possible to experience it.

As for the deputy company commander, he is considered a "veteran", and the opportunity should be given to others.

The security arrangements for this training were somewhat cumbersome and beyond the standard, and in many cases it was not even necessary.Zhou Wen knew it, and so did the other officers, but everyone was still dedicated.

This is training and they have to grow as quickly as possible.

After Zhou Wen drank two more sips of water, the bugle sounded again, this time the order was "end of rest".

The officers and soldiers who were still scattered on both sides of the road "hula" quickly stood up and formed a slightly loose formation on their own. A few "delay ghosts" who still don't have a long memory were immediately greeted by the squad leader and platoon leader. Their loud reprimand.

Soon, the troops moved again from front to back, and people continued to take steps.

At night, the troops chose to camp in a woodland next to a stream. The bonfire was finally lit, and thick miscellaneous soup was boiled in the pot of the cooking team.

Zhou Wen proficiently walked around his entire company. He strictly followed what he had learned to set up guards, set up tents, temporary toilets, food prepared by the cooking team, the physical condition of officers and soldiers, the condition of mule carts, and the conditions of the vehicles. Substances and so on have been checked again.

Although he knew that he no longer needed to check every day or every item, he still couldn't let go of his mind.

As a "newcomer and new official", he just hopes to be familiar with and understand as much as possible about the troops.

After finally waiting for all the soldiers to eat hot rice and drink hot soup, Zhou Wen, the deputy company commander, and the four platoon leaders went to serve their own food, and everyone naturally gathered together.

After eating the hot meal and drinking the obviously salty soup, Zhou Wen felt that his body had finally warmed up, and his strength seemed to have returned a lot.

At this time, a platoon leader couldn't help complaining: "Didn't it mean that the plan is only for seven days? It's been seven days, but we still haven't shown any signs of going back. It's really uncomfortable if we can't eat well and sleep well every day! When is it a head?"

Only halfway through saying this, Zhou Wen already felt that something was wrong.

His brows frowned inadvertently, he hesitated, so he glanced at the platoon leader Qian Dongzi.

Sure enough, the platoon leader Qian Dongzi had already put the wooden rice bowl on the ground, his eyes widened and he looked fiercely at the platoon leader who was talking, followed by a harsh reprimand as expected:

"Why, just know what it means to have enough food and clothing and warm yourself and treat yourself as a master? I don't even think about who gave these to you, but you are irritated here without gratitude, but you still know what face is? I really don't know what to do. The superiors Is the arrangement something you should talk about! Do whatever you are asked to do, there is so much nonsense."

The platoon leader's face turned red all of a sudden, but he didn't dare to refute. He just said in a low voice, "I didn't mean anything else, I didn't mean anything else, I said it wrong, I said it wrong."

"Humph!"

Qian Dongzi looked contemptuous, but didn't say any more.

Zhou Wen thought for a while, but didn't know what to say, so the scene was a bit cold for a while, no one said anything, only the sound of six people bowing their heads to eat was left.

After being embarrassed for a while, the deputy company commander Yan Ming cleared his throat twice. It seemed that he wanted to break the dullness, so everyone raised their heads.

At this time, Yan Ming really said: "Dongzi, there is a thief in our camp. You can analyze who did it. You have a wide range of ways, but is there any news? It's okay, we all It's impossible, and we can't hide everything we have. We should also be dog-headed military advisers, and maybe we can make some meritorious deeds."

To call Platoon Leader Qian Dongzi, only Yan Ming dared to call him that in the entire Fifth Company.

Yan Ming withdrew from Zhuxian Town along with Li Ping, and fought the Raid in the Valley with Li Ping, so his qualifications are definitely not mentioned.He was naturally very casual with Li Ping's former personal soldiers, and he didn't have so many scruples.

Sure enough, Qian Dongzi didn't say anything, but seriously said that he didn't know more information, and then wentssiped and guessed at the steps Yan Ming gave.

After all, they are all in the same company, and there is nothing in principle, and it is not good to get stiff.

So soon the atmosphere became lively again, and everyone became united in their hatred.

The platoon leader who said something wrong just now was even more indignant and said that if he knew who did it, he would be the first to rush up and cut him into pieces.

Zhou Wen couldn't help but have a high opinion of Yan Ming. This topic is really well inserted, much better than his school background.

After having a good meal and arranging all the affairs for tomorrow.

Zhou Wen went to the stream to wash his feet carefully, then returned to the area where his company was located, found an open space to sit down, carefully took off his shoes, and then wiped his bare feet again with a small piece of white cotton cloth that had already been rinsed. Wipe it again.

After that, he skillfully pierced a newly formed blister on his foot with a piece of dry grass.After draining the water inside, he used another piece of soft withered grass to pierce the original eye to maintain drainage.

After doing this, Zhou Wen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

While drying his feet, he raised his head and looked at the stars flashing in the sky through the gaps in the branches, and the "adventures" of these days began to emerge in his mind.

Especially in the past few days, although he was very, very tired, he actually learned a lot, just like the simplest way to deal with the blisters on the soles of his feet.

He felt his transformation from the inside out.

(End of this chapter)