After waking up early in the morning, Meng Shaoyuan went directly to the training base.
That is the paramilitary force that he currently attaches most importance to.
The special operations team was equipped with all the equipment that Mrs. Rose got for herself.
During live ammunition training, bullets are very useful.
Not distressed at all.
Anyway, Section Chief Meng has said it before, don't care about money, just practice well and have enough bullets.
Many special agents also took turns to come for training, and were personally selected by Yue Zhenchuan and Wei Yunzhe to become members of the special operations team.
This group is Meng Shaoyuan's favorite.
Old brothers like Tian Qi took the initiative to become team members, and the former gendarmerie brought by Yue Zhenchuan were also members.
Then we have to select the best ones from other agents to join the special operations team.
Currently, according to Meng Shaoyuan's idea, the special operations team is organized into three teams, each with 10 to 12 people.
Not only are the weapons better, but their salaries have also increased.
If you want to make others risk their lives in the future, you must first make them comfortable, and then they will be willing to risk their lives for you.
Yue Zhenchuan and Wei Yunzhe accompanied Meng Shaoyuan to inspect the training base.
Meng Shaoyuan watched for a while, was full of praise, and suddenly asked: "Where is your chef?"
"Yes, it turns out that there is a worker in the second canteen who is responsible for helping us cook every day."
"Take me to the kitchen and take a look."
As soon as he entered the kitchen, the chef was preparing lunch with the waiter.
A fan of pork was placed there.
As soon as he saw the pork fan, Meng Shaoyuan immediately frowned and called the chef in front of him: "What's your name?"
"Report to the commander, Mao Dali."
"You have enough money to buy groceries, right?"
"It's enough, it's enough."
"Then you just bought this little meat?" Meng Shaoyuan shouted fiercely: "Three meals a day, so many brothers, who are you going to give this little meat to? Give each person some diced meat? What the hell are you doing? Go out and take a look. All the brothers are doing is physical work. How can they train if they don’t have enough food? How will they go to the battlefield in the future?"
Mao Dali sweated so much.
"I understand." Meng Shaoyuan's tone became more gentle: "You are greedy for a lot of food money every day, right?"
"No, sir, absolutely not."
Meng Shaoyuan sneered: "When you said the word 'no', your throat moved and you swallowed a mouthful of saliva. That was a typical action when someone was caught lying. Ma Dali, even Japanese spies dare not lie in front of me. , do you think you can deceive me?"
Mao Dali panicked.
Meng Shaoyuan ordered pork: "From now on, according to the meat standards of this fan, buy three fans every day, big pieces of braised pork, so that the brothers can eat enough. Don't let me find you spending money on vegetables again." I won’t fire you even if I use hands or feet. I’ll give you a damn gun, and if there’s a war, you’ll be my vanguard and charge!”
Mao Dali was frightened.
Who in the two departments doesn’t know how terrifying this Chief Meng is?
"What you learn is what you learn." After leaving the kitchen, Meng Shaoyuan shook his head repeatedly: "The ones above are greedy, but what about the ones below? If you follow the example, you won't let go of food money."
"Chief Meng." Yue Zhenchuan said: "To be honest, you have been very good to us. As for our salary and food, even the Central Army cannot compare. Mao Dali is a bit fond of petty gains. I know this, but It’s hard enough for him to be responsible for feeding so many people.”
"Other places can do it, but you can't." Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "You are all my darlings."
Yue Zhenchuan and Wei Yunzhe were excited and looked at each other.
sweetheart?
What is this name?
Damn it, does this Section Chief Meng have a special hobby?
Looks like you need to stay away from him in the future.
Meng Shaoyuan suddenly became unconscious.
That Mr. Lu Qinghong, Mr. Lu, was lying on the ground shooting.
The gun used was a 1924 heavy-barreled shotgun equipped with an optical sight that Mrs. Rose finally bought and had just arrived.
That is the future 98K sniper rifle.
Lu Qinghong is indeed good at shooting, and his shots are perfect.
This is definitely a sniper in his special operations group.
"Master Lu." Meng Shaoyuan suddenly thought of something and called Lu Qinghong in front of him: "Can you shoot half-kneeling?"
"Semi-kneeling shooting?"
Lu Qinghong was startled and shook his head.
Sure enough it won't.
The "King of Glasses" who was a good friend of the military fan of his time told me that he was right. This is where the gap between the individual qualities of Chinese and Japanese soldiers lies.
Chinese soldiers, even among the most elite German weapon masters, can only shoot in standing and lying positions, while Japanese soldiers can shoot in a half-kneeling position.
Because it’s really hard to practice.
When shooting in the half-kneeling position, the left calf behind the gun bears part of the weight of the gun. The left elbow cannot be close to the body and has no fixed support. This makes it difficult for the gun to be closely integrated.
But if practiced well, this shooting posture, for an individual soldier, has a low center of gravity, easy to control the torque, and it is also easy to adjust the comfortable shooting posture in time, such as quickly changing from a half-kneeling position to a prone shooting position, which is beneficial to increase the number of shots degree of stability.
In a battlefield environment, it is less likely to be attacked by explosions and has a low target, which also reduces the possibility of being hit by the enemy to a certain extent.
Especially during individual tactical charges, half-kneeling shooting will become more useful.
However, Meng Shaoyuan didn't know how to practice. If he had known better, he would have consulted the King of Glasses for advice.
Also, the Japanese attack was completely different from what was seen in movies and TV shows.
As soon as the Japanese commander drew his command sword and shouted "Kill as many as you want, I'll give you to you", the Japanese soldiers in the brigade were so stupid that they swarmed forward and became easy targets for others.
On the contrary, the Japanese army basically did not speak when attacking. They formed a small team of five or six people and relied on gestures to communicate.
This is very similar to the German attack mode. All team members ensure the output of the main firepower point.
Meng Shaoyuan hated himself a little. When he was bragging to the Glasses King, why didn't he listen more and remember more? Otherwise, he wouldn't have such a pitiful amount of military knowledge in his head.
He couldn't care so much anymore. A bottle of water didn't ring, and a half-filled bottle of water jingled. Anyway, he remembered something in his mind, and he told Yue Zhenchuan and the others about it all.
Although what he said was limited, it seemed that a new door had opened in front of people like Yue Zhenchuan.
These people are all professional soldiers, some of whom are from China's ace troops such as the 88th Division. Although Meng Shaoyuan didn't say it clearly, they already have a vague understanding of how to train next.
"Chief Meng, you still say you don't understand military affairs?" Yue Zhenchuan said in a daze: "I heard from my previous commander that the German consultants also talked about the offensive tactics of the German army during training, but most of our soldiers Most of them have low cultural background and are difficult to master. So later, German consultants changed the training methods based on the actual situation in China..."
Yes, there are various factors such as low cultural background and physical fitness.
Therefore, the Chinese army at this time can form several elite armed forces, but if they are all exhausted, they will be gone.
For example, your own special operations team.
If you train according to your own requirements, you will definitely become an elite armed force when war breaks out.
But what about the future?
War will definitely kill people.
When the members of the Special Operations Group are killed one after another, who will fill their vacancies?
Forget it, prodigal women, just live one day at a time.
When it was time for lunch, Meng Shaoyuan stayed here to eat.
Lu Qinghong and "Baylor Lord" Tan Xinyi were born to be bitter rivals. The two of them would not stop during the meal, taunting each other and almost starting to fight again.
"If you want to fight, wait until Chief Meng leaves. I'll find a place for you to practice alone." Meng Shaoyuan was here, and his men were still messing around. Yue Zhenchuan felt a little worried on his face: "Whoever doesn't see blood is the bastard who stops. Egg!"
"Rice bucket" Qiu Haisheng didn't care about them. While they were arguing, the third bowl of rice was served.
"Hey, leave some fucking meat for me. Do you want to eat it with a vegetable basin? You're such a fucking mess." Wei Yunzhe was a little anxious.
Meng Shaoyuan smiled.
These foul-mouthed people are all real soldiers. When it comes time to risk their lives, no one will be hesitant.
"Mao Dali!" Meng Shaoyuan happened to see Mao Dali and pointed at the vegetable basin: "Did you see that with all the good things you did, you don't even have enough meat to eat!"
"I'm going to buy it now. I'll let the brothers eat it tonight!"
Mao Dali dared to neglect.
"Let me tell you, Chief Meng." Mr. Baylor said in a sinister tone: "Master Lu's family is engaged in big business. Do you also have a big company? In our case, it must not have been paid by your spy chief, right? What about you?" It’s a double salary, and you’re eating and drinking all day long, so it’s going to cost a lot of money, right? Do you have to pay for it yourself?”
Meng Shaoyuan smiled and said: "Isn't it me who pays for it, or does your Manchurian emperor give me money? Eat it with confidence. I have nothing but money. I have opened seven companies and eight factories, and one tael of gold falls on the ground." I'm too lazy to pick them up. Why? If I had the time to pick up small yellow croakers, I would have already earned ten large yellow croakers."
"Yes, they all say that we Eight Banners disciples are good at blowing. You, Commander Meng, are the king of blowing. You talk nonsense without blinking an eye." Lord Baylor was finally convinced:
"Return to the Emperor? The Emperor went to fucking Manchuria to be a puppet for the Japanese, and established what kind of fucking Manchukuo? I'm still saying this. If the Emperor can really restore the Qing Dynasty in Beijing, I will now Just go to them."
Lu Qinghong would never miss any opportunity to mock Tan Xinyi: "Oh, Mr. Baylor, it's been the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China, and you are still thinking about your Qing Dynasty?"
"That's orthodoxy. You are all rebels, do you understand?" Mr. Beile glared: "When the Manchu people's true emperor comes out and the Qing Dynasty is restored, I will be the first to chop at the market. Off your head.”
"Hey, I'm scared of what you're saying. But why are you joining us, the rebel bandits?"
Unexpectedly, Master Baylor did not retort this time, but instead sighed:
"Manchus and Han people, that is our family matter. Now we are being bitten by bandits outside. We have lost the land of Longxing in the Qing Dynasty. Let's leave the family matters aside. Let's rob the bandits first. Let’s take back the place and talk about it later.”
(Today I’m talking about a woman. Spider personally thinks this woman should be considered a strange woman. I usually call her Sister X.
This woman divorced her husband very early and lived with her lover. Normally, if you talk to a man for a few words, you will look a little blushing, but drinking is scary.
This woman had a cut due to RU adenocarcinoma, but she still drank. One time at 11 o'clock in the evening, Spider went out to buy cigarettes and happened to see her drinking at a late-night snack stall. He quietly wanted to escape, but she found out and slapped the table. He was so arrogant that he insisted on taking Spider to drink. She scolded her when he wanted to leave. For the sake of social stability, Spider drank. Then I got home that day at 6 a.m. the next morning. My dad asked me where I was, and I said, "Dad, do you believe it now when I say I bought a pack of cigarettes last night?" My dad sneered, "Did you go to Shanghai to buy cigarettes?" What an injustice.
Another time, she forced Spider and a friend to drink at a mutton shop from 5 pm that day to 7 am the next day. The boss told her several times that they were closing, but she refused and even cursed. . In the end... it was the spider who took the initiative to call the police and catch us...
Finally, the crucial ending comes. Let me talk about her ex-husband first. He is a famous welder in Wuxi, with a salary of 30,000 to 40,000 yuan a month plus extra money. He is very tall and very impressive. Where is this woman? She has no beauty, no figure, no figure, and she has not had a job for half her life.
Well, yes, later this woman broke up with her lover of more than ten years, and lived with her ex-husband and son in a house of more than 100 square meters purchased by her ex-husband. The family of three lived a happy life.
Although I had cancer and still drink alcohol uncontrollably, I am still living well.
Tell me, where does this make sense?
In the end, although Spider knows that this woman will never see this, I still want to say, sister, live a good life and cherish your husband and children. )
