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Chapter 120 Re-reading (╳) Remedial Lessons (√)
Despite the twists and turns in the process, Zhou Changfeng's basic goal was achieved.

A total of more than 100 officers and soldiers killed in battle and dozens of officers and soldiers who were disabled due to injuries have received reasonable adjustments to their pension ratings.

Now we are waiting for the main troops to return to Beijing, but it didn't take long before the news arrived that the third mixed brigade had dispatched their troops.

The border war has basically come to an end. The British and Indian troops in the Assam area are retreating one after another, and several trench positions that have been dug on the front line have been abandoned. After next year, the main force of the division and the Third Mixed Brigade returned to Lingzhi one after another, and seized the time to go east out of Tibet and into Sichuan.

In less than a month, the weather will change suddenly. The land south of Uzang is covered with heavy snow for six months of the year.

At the same time, the ammunition, food, medicine and other materials hoarded over the years have also been consumed seven to eighty-eight, and more than [-] tons of ammunition supplies are basically exhausted.

The topographical conditions and climatic features are destined to make wars in the Uzbek area difficult and unsustainable for a long time.

"Battalion Commander, the notice from the Ministry of War has arrived."

"Notification? What notification?"

After receiving a notice from Xiao Li with the big red seal of the Military and Political Department, Zhou Changfeng learned that he was actually asked to repeat the exam... Well, it was actually an extra practice.

The general idea is that the navy has opened an officer training course, which is an important part of the new marine corps, and as a military chief, he naturally has to participate.

Oh, so it's not easy to pass with a high score?

To be honest, this period of time is really boring, and it would be nice to have something to pass the time.

When it's time to take up his post, he will be busy.

Zhou Changfeng had already announced to the entire battalion that he would be transferred to be the commander of the newly formed second regiment of the Marine Corps in the future. Everyone was not surprised, after all, it was completely reasonable to be promoted and get rich after winning the battle.

It would be strange to stay in the third mixed brigade as a battalion commander.

For his "recruitment", most officers and soldiers are actually a little indifferent, and only a small number of people are tempted and interested.

Nothing, because the treatment and life of serving in the Imperial Army is really good, and after all, there are only a small number of ordinary people who are enterprising, and most of the rest are content with the status quo, thinking that since they have already participated in a major war, they have made meritorious service , the future promotion will be faster than ordinary people, this is enough.

Xie Wancheng and Xue Can had strong intentions. In addition, four officers, eleven non-commissioned officers, and 63 soldiers, including Zhao Rong who went to Batavia last time, also expressed their willingness to be transferred to the navy with Zhou Changfeng.

At the same time, some of the wounded soldiers of the Third Mixed Brigade in the Army General Hospital also jointly reported their desire to be transferred to the new Marine Corps.

What's interesting is that the second lieutenant of the military doctor named Jiang Ning also submitted an application. His reason was that only by fighting in all directions can he travel around the world and record the beautiful scenery around the world, and staying in the capital obviously cannot satisfy his ambition.

"You...is it your job to save people or take pictures?" Zhou Changfeng asked, dumbfounded.

Without hesitation, Jiang Ning replied very decisively: "There are both, and they don't affect each other anyway."

Although Zhao Hanfeng, the staff officer of the Fourth Division whom I met at the Military and Political Department that day, was hesitant at first, but under Zhou Changfeng's persuasion and flickering, he finally agreed. Not too expensive.

So Zhou Changfeng's grass-stage team was put together in such a sloppy way, and it can be said that the green light went very smoothly.

"I heard that the Marine Corps is bitter and tired. Do you really want to go?"

"Of course, this is a place that many people want to go to. It's a dream come true."

On the evening of September [-]th, on the way home, Xia Xiaoshi, who had hesitated for a long time, couldn't help asking questions, and Er Zhou Changfeng also deliberately teased her.

"Besides, if you stay in the imperial army, you may not be able to support you in the future."

"I can support myself," Xia Xiaoshi whispered with a hesitant look on her face, "Besides, there may be a big battle in the future, and the Marine Corps will definitely take the lead. How dangerous it is."

"What?" Zhou Changfeng smiled slightly, and jokingly said, "So you're starting to worry about my safety?"

"Oh, I'm just... just talking, not enough evidence."

"Yes, yes, you are right."

After being silent for a long time, Xia Xiaoshi complained when she was approaching the street where her home was located: "School will start soon, and it will be annoying again."

Thinking back to his own childhood, Zhou Changfeng felt the same way, and nodded, "It is true that teaching and educating people is not easy, and it is even more annoying to discipline some little children."

He paused, turned his head and said with a smile: "When I go to the Marine Corps later, I will be busy at that time. There are more than 4000 people in a group. Just thinking about it makes people feel pressured."

"I find it difficult to deal with just a few dozen people, and thousands of people..." Just thinking about it for a while, Xia Xiaoshi felt dizzy.

After sending her home, Zhou Changfeng returned to the station. In fact, for him, this was also the last day of the leisurely holiday.

The next day, the first day of mid-September, was the opening day of the Wanqian government-run schools in the north and south of the Ming Dynasty, and it also happened to be the starting day of the Marine Corps officer training class.

This training class was established in an office of the Navy in Zhongcheng District, adjacent to Xiaofen Bridge. Not far to the north is the famous Bell Tower and Drum Tower in Nanjing. Rise and fall, every hour can hear the sound of the bronze bell coming from there.

The exterior of the place where the practice office is located looks ordinary and unremarkable. Outside is a row of about a dozen poplar trees. The gate is Manzi Gate, and there are four guards standing on the left and right of the gate.

The surrounding walls and the houses in it are basically Huizhou architecture, with white walls and blue tiles. When you step into it, there is a two-story building hanging on the top of the mountain in the middle, and there are six or seven buildings around it. There are two small warehouses.

The Marine Corps training class that Zhou Changfeng came to report was directly in charge of an officer in the Admiral’s Office of the Eastern Fleet. The officers who came to participate in the training were generally young, and those who could be transferred to the two regiments of the Marine Corps were either Young and promising, or have both skills and background.

In contrast, the 26-year-old Zhou Changfeng, who is the commander of a regiment with the rank of lieutenant colonel, still seems a bit "obtrusive"?Because Yan Chenwu, the head of the second regiment, is four years older than himself, and he is the nephew of the chief officer of the First Battleship Fleet of the Eastern Fleet.

Since Zhou Changfeng, Xie Wancheng and other officers from the third mixed brigade came together, they were led to a small room next to them. It can be seen that there are already many officers waiting in line here, most of them are captains and majors, and two navy officers. Clerics are registering them one by one.

The size of this training class is not large, and there are only about a hundred people in total. The officers included are captains, majors, and lieutenant colonels, corresponding to the chief officers of the brigade, battalion, and regiment.

At this time, a flat male voice came from behind with the sound of footsteps, "Are you Zhou Changfeng from the Third Brigade?"

(End of this chapter)