Ming Zhengzhi, I am Zheng Kezang

After the boy scouts returned to the camp after the year, there were less than a dozen of them, and there was even an old student of Jiashenko among them.Just when the old students of Jiashenke thought that Zheng Kezang would abolish several teams according to the previous example, Zheng Kezang made unexpected adjustments --- this time, Zheng Kezang put the two phases of Jiashen and Yimao students together. All those over [-] years old are singled out to form two teams, A and B, while the rest retain their original organization.

"What's the name of the battalion officer?" Yang Yi, who was demoted from the squad leader to an ordinary soldier, looked at the excitement of being awarded an officer on the opposite side of Yanwuping, and couldn't hold back her jealousy and whispered to her cousin Yang Lan beside her. "Liu Wenlai didn't know what kind of luck he had, but this time he was promoted directly to the team leader. If we don't leave, it won't be this guy's turn."

"Stop talking nonsense, stand up quickly, and it will be over there soon. If the battalion officers and instructors see you sneaking around, you will have to eat a few times with a military stick." Brother, he stood straight with his face turned, as if Zheng Kezang was looking at them right now. "Quick, they're coming!"

Yang Yi immediately put on a look of eyes, nose, nose, mouth, mouth and heart, and waited for a while, Zheng Kezang came to them: "You wait, there are those from Jiashenke, and there are also those from Yimaoke last year." , there are 87 in total. Why did you pull Erwai from the brigade? I think some of you have already guessed it. Yes, Erwai is the oldest in the whole battalion, so from today on, we will formally organize the ranks to learn the method of battle formation And the art of killing on the battlefield."

There was a slight commotion in the queue, but under the strict military discipline, these teenagers who had more or less suffered a lot still stood in the queue obediently: "I don't care whether you are the squad leader, the assault officer or Ordinary pacesetters are the same now, they have to learn from the beginning, if they do well, they can be promoted to assault officer, squad leader, or even team leader, but if they don’t do well, they will be sent back to hang out with Bill and other young boys.”

Zheng Kezang's words were a bit hurtful, so all the teenagers present put up their faces and acted excitedly. Seeing this scene, Zheng Kezang chuckled with satisfaction: "Since you all have a lot of energy, Well, from now on, you will be real soldiers, don’t blame the instructors for not keeping their hands.”

After dinner, the young soldiers who were as tired as dead dogs were unfolding the bedding and other utensils in the newly moved camp. When the big guys were busy, Li Shun quietly asked his friends: "What's the matter?" Ying, the battalion officer asked us to choose a role, are you going to choose a spearman or a musketeer?"

Zheng Kezang's original design was to have two spearmen and two sword and shield players in each group, and the remaining one to hold long-range weapons such as muskets or bows and arrows. However, this organization recognized by Sun Youlao was demoted by He Gan. Mess.He Gan thinks that not only the number of medium and long-range suppression weapons in each department is obviously insufficient, but also the melee combat ability is also a problem. It must be known that long spears can only be effective when fighting in groups. Once scattered, it is better to use five feet than three long spears Gongbu ruler, one foot equals 0311 meters) short gun.

Zheng Kezang, who accepted it humbly, immediately entrusted He Gan to adjust the deployment. According to the new organization table, the weapons of each team are now unified. Soldiers and a team of archers will be formed. As for the formation above the battalion, it will be discussed in the future.

According to this organization, this time Zheng Kezang can only be organized into two teams first. Given that sword and shield players have higher requirements for personal martial arts, while spears and firecrackers are more inclined and disciplined, Zheng Kezang finally decided to go first. It is for this reason that the youngsters are faced with the first decision in their military careers to form a full-staffed spear team and an under-staffed firearms team.

"I would like to be a sword and shield soldier, but unfortunately I can't choose this time." Maying was born in a family of fishermen at sea. He was used to close combat since he was a child, so spears and firecrackers were not his favorite. "Isn't the deadline the morning after tomorrow? So I'm going to think again, don't just talk about me, what are you going to choose?"

"Needless to say, it's always a pikeman." Li Shun swept the surrounding area and broke the news quietly. "I heard that the firecracker will explode after a few hits. Instead of being injured by your own weapons, it's better to rush to the front with real swords and guns. Maybe you can be awarded the battalion officer for the merits of falling into the battle and being the first to ascend reward."

"Look at your beauty, it doesn't matter what the spearman is." An Long who was on the side heard it and laughed. "I didn't hear the instructors say that the most important thing for pikemen is formation. They will not use it to attack the city at all, and they will not chase the enemy. They are not even allowed to cut off their heads. They have their own gunners to do it for them."

"Head?" Mentioning the bloody head that was cut off made the faces of the teenagers who were walking with him turn very bad, and many people even said it because of it. "What, I won't choose to be the gunner who will cut off the head in the future. I won't choose. Seeing that scary thing, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat for three days."

"Coward!" An Long curled his lips in disdain. "Didn't you hear what the battalion officer said? From now on, we will be real soldiers. We may go to the battlefield to kill the Tartars at any time. If you can't even cut off a dead man's head, then you might as well get out there now." Let's play with mud among the little furry children."

"Yes, but I'm still a little scared." The voice of the boy who spoke just now trembled a little. "I still choose the pistol handle."

"Pikeman?" An Long bared his teeth and smiled. "Tell everyone, actually being a pikeman is scary? Think about it, what will you do when the Tartar army is charging towards you? If you want to escape, there are people on the side and behind, and you will be in the first row You can only raise your hand if you are blocked. Want to fight with the Tartars? The knife on the opposite side is sharp and sharp, which can shine on your hair, and there is also the sound of horseshoes hitting your heart. You can’t even lift it up, but if you don’t lift your gun, you’re waiting to die!”

Li Shun couldn't help but shuddered, as if he was really in the battle formation of thousands of troops at this moment, and the enemy who couldn't see his face had already rushed over: "Brother An Long, don't talk about being so infiltrating, okay?" Well, the dark is scary."

"An Long, what you said is probably a lie," said Hu Mei, the son of Hu Jing, the general of Youbing Township, who is the only general in this house. Therefore, I have some doubts about Anlong's statement. "Why is it different from what my father said?"

"Your father lied to you." An Long said carelessly. "Otherwise, why would you say how many people fought in ancient times?"

"You nonsense, how could my father lie to me?" Hearing that An Long was disrespectful to her father, Hu Mei became a little angry. Nose, exposing it to the boy next to him. "You haven't really been on the battlefield, who knows if you are lying."

"Who said I haven't been on the battlefield." An Long looked back at the other party unconvinced. "When I was six years old, the tartars came to my village, and my father fled with my back on his back. That sharp knife and arrows were as fast as shooting stars." scene. "With a knife, my uncle's head fell off. Lao Gao was bloody, and an arrow came over and shot my aunt's leg. My aunt was dragged away by the tartars crying."

The blood and horror of the war was narrated by An Long, and the teenagers who had never really seen blood were stunned for a while.

"The family is gone, so my father and I followed Wang Shang to Taiwan," An Long looked at the people around him and clenched his fists. "Bao Shang sent someone to say that the battalion officer chose us to be soldiers in the camp. I thought it was an opportunity, so I told my father. My father didn't want me to come, but I must come, so I finally agreed. "An Long wiped away the tears that flowed down. "I will definitely go to the mainland with the battalion officer, and kill those Tartars to avenge my uncles and aunts!"

"An Long, it's my fault, I shouldn't blame you." Hu Mei couldn't help bowing her head at this moment to apologize.

"But Anlong, it's been so long, how do you know who killed your uncle and robbed your aunt? How can you take revenge!"

"It's been a long time, and I can't find any enemies, but all Tartars should be killed! All traitors who turn to Tartars should be killed!" An Long waved his hands murderously. "Killing one may be wrong, killing a thousand may be wrong, but killing them all is absolutely right!"

"Yes! Kill all the Tartars and traitors! Avenge Anlong's family!" The emotions of the teenagers in the same house were mobilized by Anlong, and they were all gearing up, as if there were countless unresisting Tartars and traitors in front of them. beheaded in the past.

"Thank you, brothers, for your righteousness!" An Long clasped his fists and circled around his roommates in a quack manner, but at this time it was already dark, and the boy who had just been excited had an uncontrollable tiredness on his face. Seeing this scene, An Long said knowingly. "Everyone go to bed earlier, we have to do morning exercises tomorrow."

Most of the teenagers fell asleep when they heard the words, but some were too excited to fall asleep: "Brother An Long, are you asleep?"

"Not yet? If you don't go to bed early, you will have to eat army sticks if you don't wake up tomorrow." An Long let out a breath to scare the other party. "It's not that you haven't seen the army sticks in the hands of the instructors. This time it's not the old cane. It's just that size. If you hit your body, it will really hurt your skin. If you can't keep it, it will hurt so much that you can't get out of bed for three or two days. .”

"Brother An Long, I still can't sleep." The voice was faint. "Brother An Long, would you choose the spearman or the musketeer?"

"Me?" An Long's voice seemed a little erratic. "I want to choose the gunner of the Hongyi Cannon, but I don't have it now, but I heard from the instructor that only if I choose the gunner, I will be selected to learn how to shoot in the future, so"

Before he finished speaking, An Long's snoring sounded. Hearing An Long's snoring sound, his breathing became heavy: "Hongyi Cannon, Fire Gunner, I, I want to too"