Super dictator.

On the playground, more than 4000 sergeants stood in a row, holding various rifles in their hands. Duan Qirui and Li Chun led several instructors from the teaching office to conduct training in a leisurely manner. www

Training is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, so even if the Dingliao army only stays here for a few days, Wei Jichen will not relax his practice.

Both Duan Qirui and Li Chun can be regarded as very good teachers. Needless to say, Duan Qirui has been teaching in the camp school for many years, so he has his own way. Li Chun was also a teacher at the military training school before On duty, assist the German instructors in the Arms Academy to train officers.

The entire training ground was silent, and no sergeant dared to speak. They had suffered enough from these two instructors these days.

In addition, they are all elites selected from various armies, and orders and prohibitions can still be done.

"Put a bayonet!" Duan Qirui yelled.

Crashing, there was a clanging sound, and the soldiers quickly installed them according to the order. Of course, because they came from different armies, the running-in was still not good for the time being, and the movements could not be consistent, and they were fast and slow.

But with this level, Duan Qirui is already very satisfied. He smiled and said to Li Chun next to him: "As expected of an elite man selected from each battalion, his movements and expressions are refreshing, and his eyes are bright. If it takes another day, it will definitely go to the next level.”

Li Chunyi pointedly said: "Many of the soldiers recruited from Tianjin are newcomers, and the soldiers recruited by our Dingliao Army from Liaodong are all veterans. Brother Zhiquan, we can I can't let others compare, otherwise after going to Liaodong, if the difference is clear at a glance, I can't afford to lose this person."

Duan Qirui nodded and said with a smile: "It's good for recruits to be recruited. Some behaviors of those veterans have formed habits, and it's not so easy to change them. But here, we can let the two of us play according to the Western style."

"All stab forward!" The two said as they walked that they had reached the end of the line. After correcting the wrong postures of several soldiers, Duan Qirui yelled again.

"Kill!" More than 4000 sergeants roared and stabbed forward fiercely.

"Prevent right stab!"

"kill!"

"Prevent left stab!"

"kill!"

Every time Duan Qirui shouted a movement, the sergeants would complete it with a single shout, and the training looked decent.

"Where is it?" Li Chun suddenly saw outside the venue, more than a dozen foreigners in ordinary clothes were looking at them solemnly, talking to each other from time to time.

"Germans? Could it be that they were taught in Germany!" Duan Qirui stayed in Germany for two years to study, and immediately recognized their identities, "Come on, let's go and have a look."

"Repeat the action just now, I won't call stop, don't let them stop." Duan Qirui said to the teacher behind him.

"Yes, Chief Instructor." The several instructors behind responded.

Duan Qirui and Li Chun walked over unhurriedly, and there were bursts of shouting and killing from the playground.

"Everyone, what do you think about my training?" Duan Qirui couldn't help asking when he saw that the German leader saw him coming, and shook his head deliberately.

The blond-haired old German sighed helplessly: "Hannagan once told me that you Orientals can't be good fighters no matter what. I saw you soldiers here today looking lazy. I don't agree with this sentence." Totally agree.”

Lazy look?Duan Qirui looked back at the playground, and saw that there were indeed a few people shouting weakly, but most of the soldiers were still practicing seriously.

Looking into the German's brown-blue eyes for a moment, Duan Qirui said aloud: "Your Excellency, I have stayed in your country's Berlin Military Academy for a while, and your Prussian soldiers are trained in the same way."

"Oh, you studied at the Berlin Military Academy? Which subject did you study?" the German asked aloud, interested.

"Artillery Division!" Duan Qirui replied with a smile.

The German shook his head and said: "The training of the artillery is naturally different from that of the infantry. The artillery focuses on technology, while the infantry focuses on coordination. Otherwise, I would suggest that Your Majesty remove the principal of the Berlin Military Academy."

Duan Qirui couldn't breathe.

"The soldiers don't have the slightest murderous intent, and their movements are all tricky. They are simply a group of farmers." The German's face became worse as he spoke, and then he clicked his tongue: "If you want to train a qualified soldier, it will take more than ten years. .”

"That's why we learn from you. However, I am confident that my soldiers will become qualified fighters within two years." At some point, Wei Jichen, Luo Rongguang and his party had arrived.

"My lord!" Duan Qirui and Li Chun hurriedly saluted.

"Young man, are you Wei Jichen?" The German with a lot of white hair among the blond asked out loud.

Wei Jichen smiled slightly, and said unhurriedly: "Yes, I am Wei Jichen, and I am also your boss."

"Having a boss like you, I don't know if it's our misfortune or luck. Young people, it's not a good thing to aim too high." The German shook his head repeatedly.

"Time will tell everything. I haven't asked your name yet." Wei Jichen asked aloud.

"Alfred von Hanks, a retired army lieutenant, you can call me Old Hanks." The German said politely.

"Well, why don't you go to the stadium with me to have a look, old Hanks." Wei Jichen invited.

Hanks nodded, followed by Wei Jichen, and walked slowly towards the field.

"Before you were hired by the Qing Dynasty, I had already studied your materials. I have to say that your use of artillery is close to that of our Western countries. However, Wei, after all, you have not received systematic education in Western military art. Therefore, I am worried about whether you can train such a huge army, and at the same time, I am curious that the emperor of your country will trust the army to you, a young man." Hanks said with a smile as he walked.

There was a hint of sarcasm in his words.

Wei Jichen said unhurriedly: "Those who don't believe in me will fall at my feet in the end."

Wei Jichen didn't want the German instructors he had hired with a lot of money to be superior, so that in the future training, the two sides would definitely have differences. The Germans might change their training plans at will because they looked down on him. Maybe it will arouse the resentment of these Germans, so they will not try their best.

Therefore, there is only one way to solve it, and that is to convince the other party and convince the other party.

Old Hanks stopped, his brown-blue eyes fixed on Wei Jichen.

"Young man, I thought all of you Orientals knew how to be humble?" Hanks said calmly.

"The idea of ​​modesty does not work in my Ding Liao army. In my Ding Liao army, as long as there are top talents, elite soldiers, first-class coaches, and generals with both civil and military skills, only by showing their corresponding strength can they win over others." He has the right to get a good salary." Wei Jichen said in a calm and tit-for-tat manner.

When Duan Qirui and Li Chun heard what Wei Jichen said, they secretly remembered it in their hearts.

"Young man, you are very arrogant." Hanks looked at Wei Jichen blankly like an irritated lion, and said, "I will be a first-class coach, but I don't know if you will be a general with both civil and military skills."

Luo Rongguang saw that the two sides didn't say a few words, and they became so stiff, turning into a tense atmosphere.

He took a step forward quietly, and was about to speak, but Duan Qirui secretly pulled the corner of his clothes to stop him, and shook his head slightly.

Duan Qirui followed Wei Jichen for a long time, and as he got to know Wei Jichen more and more, he only had one word to explain Wei Jichen, and that was obedience.

Duan Qirui knew that Wei Jichen was not a ignorant and easily angered person. Thinking about it this way, he could obviously guess that Wei Jichen did this on purpose.

Luo Rongguang was stopped, and following Duan Qirui's gaze, he saw Wei Jichen's hands behind his back, and in one held hand, the five fingers could still dance very rhythmically, as if he was angry people.

"There is no basis for words. Why don't we have a competition. From your German coaches, choose the best marksmanship, the best skill, and the best strategy to compete with me. If you win, I am willing to fight against me just now. I apologize for the words, if you lose, then there is no need to say more, and the orders given to me must be carried out." Wei Jichen swept towards more than a dozen German coaches in a light tone.

A famous translator next to him kept translating the conversation between Wei Jichen and Hanks into German for them. They were already filled with righteous indignation, and when they heard Wei Jichen say this again, they became even more excited and chattered non-stop.

"Wei, I know that you have only been in the army for a few short years, and we are all retired German officers and soldiers. I hope you will not humiliate yourself and lose face in front of your subordinates, otherwise your prestige will definitely be lost. I can't command these soldiers any more." Hanks said coldly, not knowing whether he was sincerely advising Wei Jichen, or using aggressive tactics.

"You don't have to worry about this, because we will definitely win." Although Wei Jichen has not been in the army for a long time, he has been in the training base for several hours almost every day. In terms of virtual time, it has been at least several years, and all He was fighting in all kinds of difficult and difficult environments, so he was so confident.

A dozen German coaches chattered at Hanks for a while, and the old Hanks kept nodding.

Duan Qirui quietly walked behind Wei Jichen, and said softly, "My lord, they have already agreed to compete with you in marksmanship, riding, and assassination. As for strategy, they can't compare for a while, so they didn't say anything. But they feel that beating you in these few items is enough."

Duan Qirui paused, and continued with some hesitation: "Old Hanks asked them to be merciful, don't let you lose too badly, or you might lose your job with such a high salary."

After Duan Qirui finished speaking, he returned to his original position. Both Luo Rongguang and Li Chun were a little worried when they heard his words. It seemed that those German coaches were not just for nothing.

You really think of China as a place to dig for gold. If you don’t convince you this time, maybe you will really slow down your work.

Come on, let me show you, the Orientals are not soft persimmons that can be squeezed at will.

After discussing with more than a dozen German coaches, Hanks stood up again and said, "We have decided to compete with you. I hope you will not regret your decision."

Wei Jichen nodded slightly, and said to Duan Qirui and others: "Let the soldiers stop training and watch the competition between me and the Germans."

Wei Jichen knew that this group of newly recruited soldiers had only heard about their own reputation, but had never seen how powerful they were, so there might still be some unbelief and suspicion in their hearts.

Today, let me establish absolute prestige in the Dingliao army, Wei Jichen thought in his heart.

"Yes, my lord." Duan Qirui went down to deliver the order with an excited face. He heard rumors that Wei Jichen once went to the Japanese camp alone and assassinated the Japanese general Nishi Kanjiro. He had long wanted to see Wei Jichen's legendary marksmanship and skill.

It's a pity that he is Wei Jichen's subordinate, of course it is impossible to ask Wei Jichen to perform for himself. Now that he has this rare opportunity, he is naturally excited.

Not long after, the thousands of soldiers who heard the news were extremely excited, and the sergeants who had stopped practicing sat on the ground, whispering and whispering.

"What do you think is the chance of winning the contest between General Wei and the German?" A sergeant asked in a low voice.

"It's hard to say, you know, he's a foreign devil."

"That's right, I heard that Germans are the most powerful among foreigners, and all the teachers in our military training school are Germans."

"Our general is not a person who has a reputation for nothing. I heard that countless Japanese people were killed in Liaodong."

"Yes, I have long heard that our general is extremely brave, and his marksmanship is like a god, which no one can match. Today, I can finally see it."

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Various opinions were shared among the soldiers. Some people were optimistic about Wei Jichen, but more were optimistic about the Germans. After all, no matter how powerful Wei Jichen was, he was only one person, while there were more than ten Germans to choose from.

Wei Jichen gave an order, and not long after, all the things needed for the competition were brought up.

The first thing to compete is marksmanship. The German coach is a middle-aged man in his 40s with a high nose bridge.

100 meters away, there are two gun targets.

The soldiers who were far away stretched their necks, trying to see clearly. At this moment, the conversation had stopped, and more than 4000 soldiers quietly looked at Wei Jichen and the German without orders. All stopped flowing.

The German coaches all stood aside, looking at Wei Jichen with a sneer, obviously confident in the tall-nosed German.

The high-nosed German was also unceremonious. He looked at Wei Jichen contemptuously, muttered a few words, picked up the rifle on the ground, and fiddled with it calmly for a while. Then, his eyes fixed on the target, and his expression became serious.

His solemn expression also made the people around him hold their breath, for fear of alarming him.

"Ha!" The German screamed strangely, he moved, only heard a bang, he fired a shot first, and then started running on this horizontal line.

After running four or five steps, he raised the rifle in his hand and fired another shot.

Immediately afterwards, he rolled towards the ground and fired two shots at the moment of rolling.

This was not a big deal, after rolling, he lunged forward and fired three shots in a row.Then, the whole body fell heavily to the ground.

The Germans crawled forward, and each time they crawled, they fired a shot, and did not stop until after three shots.

So far, he has fired ten shots.

The German stood up unhurriedly and walked to Wei Jichen, with a haughty expression on his face, obviously very confident in his marksmanship.

Not long after, the two soldiers came back carrying the target, and everyone rushed over eagerly.

Luo Rongguang took a closer look, and couldn't help but his face changed drastically. He saw that the German's ten bullets hit the bull's-eye without any exception. The distance between each bullet was almost the same. Luo Rongguang couldn't help but worry secretly for Wei Jichen stand up.

Even Duan Qirui, who originally had confidence in Wei Jichen, looked at him worriedly. With such a marksmanship, it really is one in a thousand. I don't know why this German came to China as a teacher.

He didn't know that after the high-nosed German was fired for contradicting his boss, and his life was in vain, he heard that the Chinese were recruiting coaches, and the salary was so high that they would scare the dead out of coffins, so without thinking coming.

All eyes were on Wei Jichen.

Luo Rongguang even stepped forward and said with a smile: "General Wei, how about letting the old man play?"

Luo Rongguang thought that Wei Jichen was a good young man, so he didn't want to see him lose his prestige in front of his subordinates, so he wanted to replace Wei Jichen in the battle.

If he loses, Luo Rongguang is not afraid of being laughed at by others. He is over 60 years old, so it is normal to lose.

"Lord Luo is just watching the good show." Wei Jichen smiled at him easily, then stopped talking, but stared at another target in the field like a German with a high nose bridge.

Wei Jichen picked up the rifle on the ground, then slowly reached into his bosom with one hand, and took out a piece of black cloth.

"What are you going to do, Master Wei?" The soldiers watching the battle below all looked straight, for fear of missing any action.

Hacks and a group of German coaches watched Wei Jichen's movements in amazement, a little confused.

I saw that Wei Jichen slowly covered his eyes with a black cloth.

God, no?This oriental man doesn't use his eyes to see. Doesn't he know that the competition now is about marksmanship, not how to dismantle a gun?

The high-nosed German laughed even more, and was a little worried. He was afraid, afraid that Wei Jichen was really that powerful.

And Duan Qirui and other Chinese generals couldn't keep their mouths shut. This, my lord, is too entrusting.

The soldiers sitting on the playground watching the battle swallowed their saliva quietly, looking in disbelief, and many of them even rubbed their eyes secretly, for fear that they might be wrong.

Wei Jichen had already closed his eyes amid countless worried, surprised, or disdainful looks.

This is a fixed target, that's why Wei Jichen dared to do this. He had already engraved the position of the target deeply in his mind and remembered it in his heart with just a few glances.

When they saw Wei Jichen's next move, many people had already exclaimed. Wei Jichen picked up another gun from the ground.

Holding guns in left and right hands, and still blindfolded, he wanted to hit a target 100 meters away.

Is this something humans can do?Countless people have this thought in their hearts.