Super dictator.

"Oh, I'm really exhausted today." A sergeant fell heavily on the bed, not even wanting to move a finger.

After training and eating, the sergeant was busy making the bed because he had just reorganized today. After finishing all this work, it was already late at night.

The soldiers around were also howling.

"The days to come will be tough. The intensity of the training in the past few days is several times that of the place where I stayed before. There are still rumors coming from above. We must continue to increase the intensity." Another soldier echoed.

"I haven't asked for advice yet, were you before?" The sergeant who spoke out first asked curiously. Most of the people met only today, and they were not very familiar with each other.

"It's easy to say, I was personally recruited by the commander-in-chief from Tianjin. At that time, I defeated several opponents before joining our Dingliao army." The sergeant said proudly.

The other sergeants in the tent surrounded him curiously, and asked him to talk about the selection of the Liao army in Tianjin. The sergeant also eloquently explained it, emphasizing how powerful he was, and only boasted about it, attracting onlookers The sergeant let out a burst of exclamation.

"Look, what is that kid doing?" During the conversation, a soldier suddenly found a colleague who was not very gregarious sitting motionless on his own bed in the tent.

Under the faint moonlight, he looked like an old monk in meditation.

"Meditate? Practicing internal energy?" A soldier replied uncertainly. After looking at it, he said again: "I remember, his name is Huo Yuanjia, and he stood in front of me during training today. Jiazi, he is the first person to arrive in our sentry every time, and after a day of practice, he didn't look tired at all."

"No, it's so powerful!" The surrounding soldiers all looked in disbelief. Today they were drilled to the point where they lost half of their lives. There was no pause in the middle, and they kept running.

"Shh, someone is here, go to sleep." A soldier outside heard the footsteps outside first, and quickly said softly.

All the soldiers hurriedly lay back on the bed, Huo Yuanjia had actually heard the sound of footsteps outside, he lay down calmly, and then covered himself with the quilt.

The soldiers recruited by Huo Yuanjia and others from Wei Jichen's hometown were all recruits. Naturally, Wei Jichen wanted to let them get acquainted with the army, so they were also dismantled and joined in the training of each army. These people supplement their own soldiers.

After Huo Yuanjia entered the army, except for being restricted by military laws and regulations, he adapted quickly to everything else. For him who practiced martial arts since childhood, these trainings couldn't have been easier.

Not long after, a sentry officer led several shed leaders in.

"You bastards, don't think I don't know you're pretending to be asleep, get up quickly, there's something important to announce." The shed chief yelled loudly.

The soldier who had just been lying down immediately turned over and got up when he heard the voice of his shed chief.

"Shed Chief, what's the big deal?" All the soldiers asked curiously, and when they saw the sentry officer in front of the shed chief, they couldn't help but cringe a little.

This sentry officer is from the authentic Wei Zijun. Today, he has a straight face all day long, and he never said more than three sentences. If anyone makes a mistake, the sharp glance of the sentry officer will make people terrified. .

Only those veterans knew that this sentry officer definitely crawled out of the dead.

"Okay, you guys really didn't sleep. If you have business today, I will forgive you." The shed chief snorted, then turned to the sentry officer and said, "Li Shao, please announce the news."

All the sergeants, including Huo Yuanjia, looked at the sentry officer, and the sentry officer said in a hoarse voice: "Let me make a long story short, the special forces team wants to recruit people, as long as they are capable, just sign up, Sun Liu, you stay and explain clearly to them. "

After the sentinel left the shed leader who had just spoken, he led several other shed leaders and quickly went to the next camp.

Special Forces?It was the first time Huo Yuanjia heard this name.

"Okay, listen up, everyone." Seeing the curious expressions on the faces of all the sergeants, Shed Chief Sun couldn't help clapping his hands and said, "The Special Forces is the former sharpshooter team. I just need to talk about their achievements, and you will know They are amazing. During the Sino-Japanese War, at least half of the Japanese generals were lost in their hands. Needless to say, the old soldiers in the special forces are definitely first-class, with outstanding skills and outstanding marksmanship. This time the special forces recruited new soldiers. Members, I don’t know exactly how many people will be recruited, but it must be very few, and the number of people who sign up will definitely exceed 5000. Report to me."

"Shed Chief, where is the special forces team you mentioned? During the drill today, there was an engineering team and an artillery team, but I didn't see any special forces team." A soldier asked what was in his heart.

Sun Peng looked a little embarrassed, and reprimanded: "Why do you ask so many questions? If I knew, I would be a member of the Special Forces. They are a fan of my Dingliao army. They are like gods and dragons. Don't say it." It's me, even if you ask the battalion officers and commanders, they probably won't know."

"So mysterious!" a sergeant murmured.

"Shed Chief Sun, I'll report one." At this time, Huo Yuanjia, who had never made a sound, suddenly said.

"You!" Shed Chief Sun glanced at Huo Yuanjia suspiciously, and said softly: "Usually only those who have been veterans for several years dare to sign up."

"Don't worry, I won't embarrass our shed." Huo Yuanjia picked up a piece of wood from the ground, squeezed it lightly, and the wood turned into dust and scattered all over the ground.

All the sergeants changed countenance and took a few steps back quietly. This guy is simply too fierce.

The next day, when Wei Jichen came to the training ground again, the sergeants were already standing neatly, looking good, Wei Jichen couldn't help but secretly nodded in his heart, people still need pressure.

There are Chinese and German coaches training here, and officers at all levels work together, and they will gradually get on the normal track. You don't have to worry too much, just visit it from time to time, and strengthen your ideological education.

How to strengthen ideological education so that this army can be firmly controlled in his own hands, Wei Jichen can't do it too blatantly, so he has to proceed step by step.

First of all, when distributing food and salaries, I have to be present in person to distribute it. Secondly, on weekdays, I have more contact with soldiers, care about their lives, think about what they think, and worry about what they are anxious about.

Another important point is that Wei Jichen has asked Wang Shizhen to compile a history of the development of the Ding Liao Army. An army cannot do without a military soul. This military soul is forged by a series of victories and a series of blood and tears. Distributed and lectured in the camp school and among the sergeants.

Let all the soldiers of the Dingliao Army clearly understand where their army came from, to generate cohesion, centripetal force, and the feeling of sharing weal and woe. The centripetal force of the sergeant.

Talking like this every day and every night is like brainwashing, and the sergeant will naturally have a mentality of worship and awe, and when he gives an order, everyone will naturally follow.

Wei Jichen didn't need to worry about ordinary troops, so he put his energy on the a troop.

What surprised Wei Jichen and Mengzi was that the number of people who signed up had reached more than [-]. It seemed that everyone thought they were talented.

Thinking about it, these soldiers were originally elite soldiers from other armies, so they were naturally a little arrogant. This time, they heard that they would choose one out of a hundred and choose more elite soldiers, so of course they would come to challenge.

The first round of selection was not hosted by Wei Jichen himself, but by Mengzi. They were all physical tests, such as completing a 15-kilometer long-distance race within 4 minutes.

After the first round of selection, about 2000 people were eliminated at once. The remaining 500 people were Wei Jichen who felt that the total number of applicants was too large. Of course, only [-] people will be left in the end.

As night fell, Huo Yuanjia just entered the camp, but saw a strange sergeant staying inside, Huo Yuanjia was secretly vigilant, because it was the first time he saw such a military uniform in the army.

"Are you Huo Yuanjia?" the sergeant asked without any emotion in his voice.

"Yes, I am." Huo Yuanjia replied aloud.

The sergeant didn't give him any time to think, and said quickly, "Take your basic equipment and gather at the west end of the playground in 10 minutes. Don't wait when it's overdue."

"Excuse me?"

"Special Forces!" After the sergeant finished speaking, he turned his head and left the camp without giving Huo Yuanjia a chance to ask any more questions.

Huo Yuanjia was overjoyed, it seemed that he had passed the test last time, but he knew that this was just a small test, and there must be more stringent requirements later.

The infantry of the Dingliao Army has a lot of basic equipment, including a set of military uniforms, military blankets, backpacks, water bottles, round shovels, bandages, painkillers, cotton, etc.

Fortunately, Huo Yuanjia had already put it in the backpack. After looking at the round shovel, Huo Yuanjia finally took it.

After the other sergeants who had returned to the camp entered, they were envious when they saw his attire.

"Don't lose face to our shed." One of the old sergeants stepped forward to pat Huo Yuanjia on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"I will do my best." Huo Yuanjia glanced at everyone, and walked out without thinking.

Coming to the west end of the playground, Huo Yuanjia saw a crowd of people there, about two hundred or so.

Standing at the front were two sergeants with indifferent faces, and one of them was the one who had just informed him.

"Okay, 8 minutes have passed, the last one has arrived, and we are ready to go." The sergeant saw Huo Yuanjia coming, raised his hand, and ordered, Huo Yuanjia was the last one he notified, 200 people No one in the team did not arrive on time.

"Don't ask too much, don't need to say much, just follow us, the last 50 of you who reach the destination will be eliminated, and each of you will take a sky cannon from the box, if you get lost, If I can't find my way, I will fire the sky cannon tomorrow, and someone will come to search and rescue." The sergeant said to himself.

The soldiers all stepped forward to take one according to the order.

More than 2000 sergeants to be selected were divided into ten teams, with 200 people in each team, led by two old special forces members, and set off towards the destination in batches.

This time it was a long-distance raid and a night march, and the test was on the physical fitness and physical endurance of the sergeants.

"Now, let's go!" Huo Yuanjia and others, led by two old team members, left the military base.

Also leaving at the same time were nine other teams, but their marching routes were different.

Huo Yuanjia originally thought it was an easy task, but soon he discovered that the two special forces in front seemed to be torturing himself and others.

Wherever they passed, there were not only mountains and jungles, but also rugged trails. I don’t know how the special forces found it. There was also a waist-deep river. After crossing the river, the clothes were wet and added a lot of weight. There are still a few kilometers of muddy land, and when you step down, the muddy water sinks to your knees.

It was hard to see clearly when walking at night, many people staggered and fell to the ground from time to time, and everyone buried their heads in the road for an unknown amount of time.

Huo Yuanjia felt that his feet were getting heavier and heavier. What was depressing was that in this team, he was the only one with a round shovel, which added a lot of weight.

Even Huo Yuanjia couldn't stand it, and some other soldiers couldn't bear it even more. Since they crossed the river, some soldiers kept sitting on the ground and refused to get up again. They must have given up by themselves.

The team of 200 people suddenly lost more than 20 people, and the first two special forces members seemed to be okay, neither urging everyone, nor slowing down, they still rushed forward as usual.

It seemed that they wouldn't stop if they didn't run overnight, Huo Yuanjia secretly adjusted his breath and got ready to run for a long time.

The clear and crisp bird chirping resounded everywhere, the sun had not yet risen from the mountain, in the forest about [-] kilometers away from Haicheng, Wei Jichen was smoking a cigar, looking at the road in the distance, while Mengzi greedily breathed fresh air Air.

A large open space has been cleared out of this mountain forest. On the open space, several temporary tents are set up. Some firearms and military rations are placed inside. The reserve special forces will live and train here for a while.

More than 20 old special forces members are guarding everywhere. This is the base they carefully selected to train recruits. It took a lot of effort to transport the guns, ammunition and military rations here, and they don't want others to find out.

"Marshal, aren't we a little too strict? Even our old special forces members don't know if we can get here on time after all the trouble." Seeing Wei Jichen's relaxed face, Mengzi couldn't help asking road.

"If you can't even do the most basic marching, you don't have the qualifications to join the special forces. The biggest difference between the special forces and the sharpshooters is that every member of the special forces must be a sharpshooter, and not every sharpshooter can become a special soldier." Team members." Wei Jichen said calmly.

"Someone is coming!" Mengzi smiled and pointed to the distance, looked at it for a while, and then said, "It's number five and number six."

In the special forces, there is no name, only code names. Today's special forces number has reached 65, and there are actually 60 people, and 5 people died in the war.