Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 484: Ethical Stuff

Yang Xiaole looked at the girl who was limp and unsteady, and quietly threw some well water into her lunch box.

Because the other person didn't faint.

You must eat.

And you have to eat it while it's hot, otherwise it will cool down quickly.

Sure enough, next I saw her companion helping the other person to the tent, eating a meal and then calling the medical staff.

Such scenes are very common in this team of tens of thousands of people.

In the central area, there are also medical workers to deal with emergencies.

Although conditions were poor in those days, for a training march of this scale, even the militia still had what they needed.

After dinner, everyone was taken out of the camping area and came to the empty area outside.

Next is the queue.

The militia company commander of each battalion was responsible for the formation of all the militiamen and educated youth in the battalion.

The platoon leader and squad leader are responsible below.

Although the educated youth did not have these positions, temporary appointments were made.

Yang Xiaole was naturally the temporary leader of the more than 70 educated youth in the brigade.

There are three temporary platoon leaders, two boys and one girl.

Among the boys, Zhao Weibing is one of them.

The other one is the one from Team 1, who was one of the people who signed up for the night shift.

Song Liang.

The woman is naturally Liu Jinlian.

Although he didn't feel very good about the two of them, he had to admit that they were actually quite suitable for each other.

It was also decided after careful consideration.

As for the class monitor, he is naturally elected by the group themselves.

This is the hardest choice.

Because few people don't want to make progress, this is very important to them.

This may also be related to the educated youth militia company that may be established later.

It is also the hardest to choose.

But Yang Xiaole didn't care and let them choose for themselves.

We have been together for more than half a month. Although we don't know each other very well, we are basically the same.

Amid the crowd's clamor, the decision was soon made.

Their educated youth point was Feng Aijun.

After all, I had participated in military training in the army before, and my physical fitness is much better than others.

Feng Xue should be the most suitable girl.

Unfortunately, she was called out at the last meeting, so naturally she was not included and Liu Yan became the team leader.

After everyone had been selected, it was already past seven o'clock.

After a few simple line-up trainings, they hurried to the podium.

They were based on brigades and communes, and then based on counties, and they stood there in neat rows.

The podium had been set up long ago.

There is also a generator next to it.

A team of tens of thousands of people gathered together does look very small on this vast grassland.

But when you get closer, it seems huge.

"Hoohoo~~Comrades."

As the voice from the radio came over, everyone finally quieted down.

"The highest instruction is that the core force leading our cause is *****, and the theoretical basis guiding our thoughts is..."

A common opening statement of this era.

Then the other party began to introduce himself.

The city’s leader in charge of militia.

"Comrades, ... your desire to destroy us is still alive, and you want ... can we agree to it?"

"cannot!"

What answered him was a resounding and firm answer.

"Yes, we can't. This is what we won at the cost of countless sacrifices... We absolutely cannot agree to this..."

"Can't agree."

The meeting was long, starting at eight o'clock, and first introduced the reasons why the incident happened.

The dangers that will be faced.

And the arrangements for subsequent training.

It is only 6 kilometers away from here to the boundary river.

It can be said that it is very close.

Probably in order to prevent the situation from escalating, the training location is on this grassland of dozens of square kilometers.

Designated location, run there, and then run back.

Then comes the training formation.

Don't shoot unless there are special circumstances.

This refers to the militia. As for the educated youth, they were not equipped with guns at all. The guns they used when they were on duty were vacant by the militia when they went to rest.

But there will be time for target practice later.

We will shoot separately at that time.

Before the meeting was over, the sound of airplanes could be heard overhead.

It attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone looked up and could vaguely see a very small plane flying high in the sky.

After all, they had never experienced this before, and everyone was still a little panicked, fearing that a bomb would suddenly fall from above and land on the crowd.

The crowd was a little agitated.

But soon, as the sound of the plane disappeared, everyone's emotions returned to normal.

Everyone was talking there.

The meeting ended at noon.

After having lunch at noon, without even taking a rest, we started a five-kilometer cross-country march.

Each team started hiking cross-country at designated locations with a special person leading the way.

There are no roads in the world, but if you walk enough, there will be a road.

On the vast grassland, scattered grass and trees swayed in the cold wind.

The enthusiastic militia and educated youth dispersed in various directions according to the formation. Except for the direction facing the boundary river, where there was no one, the other directions had their own special locations.

"One, two, one, two, one, ..."

With a mask on, the noise wasn't very loud, but when there were more people around, the noise became a little louder.

The grassland is relatively better.

There were also experienced veterans who had lived here for many years and told them that they should try not to look at the vast snowfield, as looking at it for too long would go blind.

But it can't stop these people from appreciating these beautiful views.

But soon I didn't have enough energy to appreciate the beautiful scenery anymore, I just kept running with my head down.

Five kilometers would take half an hour at a jog, but because it was snowing, it took almost an hour. We reached a small mound and then turned back.

"Hey, Xiaole, who's that over there? Someone from the Production and Construction Corps?"

While running there, Feng Aijun saw a figure in the distance also training there, and asked curiously.

Yang Xiaole had naturally seen it a long time ago.

He nodded and said, "Well, that's about right! We are on a training march this time, in the city. There are no other teams around here except the Production and Construction Corps!"

In this era, the Production and Construction Corps is the soldiers.

He didn't know whether there were regular troops here, after all, he hadn't asked anyone.

Feng Aijun was muttering: "The Production and Construction Corps is better. We have guns. If a war breaks out, we can go to the battlefield and fight the enemy."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled.

He muttered, "Okay, stop talking. Talking too much burns calories."

Don’t you see what the hell is going on?
After running for a while, the two of them stopped shouting.

That should be Zhang Shaoting's group, but it's not appropriate for him to go there now. Two laps, two hours.

When we returned to the camp again, some people had already gone there for actual target practice training.

Their county's target shooting training was scheduled for tomorrow morning.

If there are no guns to shoot, then we can just train in formation.

It wasn't until dark, when the bugle call ended, that the battle was considered over.

Continue watching before dinner.

This was an ideological education meeting, similar to the one Xie Laosi gave them, mainly to convey the spirit from above.

After the meeting, have dinner.

Yang Xiaole had just arranged the people and was ready to go on patrol with Feng Aijun in the early night when he was called away by Xie Hongbing.

Director Chen is looking for him.

The place for the conversation was in the kitchen because it was warmer there.

"Director Chen, you're looking for me?"

After Yang Xiaole came over, he looked at the other party with curiosity.

Director Chen was sitting at a wooden table with a pot of hot water on it.

The people in the kitchen were busy there and ignored the two of them.

Director Chen nodded and said with a smile, "Sit down! I have something to ask you."

Yang Xiaole sat down after hearing that.

After pouring some hot water, Director Chen said, "I have a question for you. Just answer it truthfully. A few days ago, our superiors asked us to find out if there are any people in the militia or the civilian population who have real kung fu skills, and it would be best if they can shoot guns. I have also roughly investigated you educated youth. Except for you, it seems that I didn't find many people. How good are your kung fu skills?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole’s mind was spinning.

I don't understand what Director Chen means by asking this.

After thinking about it for a while, I understood what was going on.

**There is an island in the middle of the river.

This was their place, and the other side had been provoking them there before.

Neither side dared to use guns, so a "full-scale fight" broke out.

Because of the physical difference between the two sides, we couldn't beat the other side, so a team of "martial arts masters" appeared.

He had seen many such reports in later generations.

But he really didn't know whether it was true or not.

After all, it is very normal for rumors to spread.

Thinking of this, he pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "What can I say? Anyway, three or five people will definitely not be a problem."

"Oh! What kind of person are you talking about?"

"Any person will do. They are all the same anyway. It all depends on how hard you hit them. If you hit them hard and make them lose their ability to move, you can end the fight quickly."

"Then do you have confidence, old soldier?"

Director Chen still asked a question.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "It's almost the same."

After a pause, he asked, "Director Chen, what do you mean? Is there something wrong?"

Director Chen was surprised: "Is this true?"

Being able to fight doesn't mean you are invincible. Those who have practiced Kung Fu are indeed powerful, but that is relative.

If three or five veterans besiege a martial arts master without weapons, the so-called martial arts master is likely to be defeated.

The veteran’s physical fitness is not bad!
And it’s no joke that I can kill a master with random punches.

Yang Xiaole smiled and said nothing.

Director Chen thought for a moment and continued, "I don't know the details, but our commune also has three places. Do you want to try? This is an opportunity."

Although he didn't know the reason for the incident, he was able to get people in the county to say that it was conveyed from the city.

It’s definitely not a small matter.

Not to mention whether you can be selected, even being able to enter the city to participate in the finals is an honorable thing.

It is also a qualification.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded lightly.

Director Chen may not really know about this because his rank is not high enough.

It is said that when people were sent to the island in the middle of the lake, they were also sent in secret.

A group of martial arts masters put on military uniforms and completed the glorious mission.

Of course, these were all just his guesses, but this matter just happened to fit in, which made him think more about it.

Yang Xiaole thought about it for a while, and finally nodded: "Sure! We can try! When?"

"After the shooting training is over tomorrow, we can take advantage of this gathering to resolve the issue. This way, we can give an explanation to our superiors."

Yang Xiaole agreed upon seeing this: "Okay! I'll wait for your notification tomorrow."

He was happy to beat people up openly.

I just don’t know if I can be selected.

Director Chen nodded and said, "Okay, there's nothing else to do. You can go back first. I'll let you know when it's almost done."

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaole stood up, said hello and walked outside.

Director Chen was left to meet the next person.

When he returned to the camp, Feng Aijun had not left yet and was waiting for him there.

Seeing him coming, she greeted him gently, then asked in a low voice: "Xiao Le, what's going on? Why does Director Chen look for you every other day? Do you two know each other?"

Yang Xiaole looked at the entrance of the tent, smiled and said, "Director Chen asked me to understand the ideological problems of the educated youth in our brigade and see if the comrades have any fear of difficulties. If there are any special situations, report to him in time."

Hearing this, Feng Aijun nodded: "Oh, so! Let's go on patrol."

I finally got my hands on a gun, and even if I don't shoot it, it's still a relief.

At this time, the people who were not sleeping in the tent also heard what Yang Xiaole said.

Didn't think much about it.

It has become the norm to ask for instructions early and report late.

There's nothing strange about it.

Although it is called patrol, there is actually no need to go to the periphery, as there are special people responsible for it.

People patrolling the periphery must have secret codes and arrange special defense areas. This is not something that these half-baked educated youth can do.

These people patrol around the tents to prevent fires or emergencies.

This is also to prevent the situation where we are completely defenseless once a fight breaks out.

The two men stepped over their tent and went to the side, ready to join the patrol team.

We came to a half-high wall made of snow.

This is the toilet.

After all, so many people had to go to the toilet, so a pit was built with snow and ice, with footrests on both sides.

This is the men's restroom, and the women's restroom next to it is covered with cloth.

"Hiss! Oh my god, I'm freezing to death~"

After the two of them passed by, they heard the voice inside. Feng Aijun looked at Yang Xiaole and asked, "Wang Laoer?"

"probably!"

Hearing this, Feng Aijun chuckled.

When I got to the toilet, I suddenly let out a "hi".

This scared Wang Laoer who was using it.

"Who!"

"Oh, Xiaole and I are on patrol."

"You're sick! What if I fall in?"

"Hey, it's okay! I'm just training your reaction ability! What if a fight breaks out suddenly and you're in the bathroom?"

Feng Aijun made a joke, then said with a smile: "I won't bother you anymore. We are going on patrol! Let's go."

Wang Laoer's voice came from behind, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Feng Aijun, you are such a wicked thing."

But Feng Aijun pretended not to hear.

Yang Xiaole shook his head when he saw this. It was quite immoral. If he fell into the trap, Wang Laoer would probably fight him to the death.

The two of them walked forward together.

(End of this chapter)