Early the next morning, a group of soldiers ran up a path beside Qinghe Beach. These soldiers were wearing military uniforms without collars. Most of them were panting and sweating profusely. When the group of soldiers got closer, there were actually several middle-aged men in their forties, not to mention thin and thin, and two of them were wearing glasses that were stained with sweat.
At this time, the person in the middle was out of breath and his feet were weak. Fortunately, the person next to him had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed him, but both of them were already on the verge of falling.
The person holding him up was Peng Feng. At this time, Peng Feng had reached the limit of his physical strength. He persisted entirely with his tenacious willpower. After grabbing Xia Boyan, who was weak at his feet, he almost couldn't stand, and he was alone again. He pulled Xia Boyan, who was already turning pale, from the side, thus preventing the two of them from falling together.
At this time, a voice came from the team at the end, "Rest in place for 5 minutes. Do not sit on the ground. Take a few steps slowly."
When more than a dozen people heard this voice, they felt like they were being pardoned. Some of them simply bent over and pressed their knees to gasp for air. Xia Boyan retched a few mouthfuls, and felt as if his throat was on fire, as if the next thing was happening. The feeling that I can't catch my breath.
At this time, a strong arm held his arm, and a young voice sounded in his ear: "You can't stand still. You can slow down by taking a few steps."
Zhang Xiaoping supported Xia Boyan and walked slowly, but in his heart he felt that he needed to adjust the distance of his morning jog. It seemed that he had overestimated the physical fitness of this group of people. Even those men in their prime looked strong, but in fact they were not. He was also very weak, and his face looked a little malnourished.
Zhang Xiaoping looked at the barracks still one kilometer away and said loudly: "There's no need to run down below. Let's walk back."
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At 8:30 in the morning, the members of the training class who had had breakfast came to the original meeting room of the mercenary group under the leadership of Zhang Xiaoping. Zhang Xiaoping said: "The classroom for your independent study will be here in the future. After you have breakfast tomorrow, Come and study on your own.”
After finishing speaking, he ignored everyone, turned around and left.
Everyone was stunned. Does this independent learning mean that you don't care at all? Looking again, I saw that this big room was right next to the playground. There were no adjacent buildings around it. Only some soldiers were training vaguely at the far end of the playground.
Peng Feng pushed the door open and went in, and found a dozen tables and chairs neatly arranged in the spacious and bright house. On each table that could accommodate two people sitting side by side, there were two booklets, two notebooks and two pens.
Xia Boyan casually picked up the pamphlet on the table and saw "On the self-cultivation of an agent" written on the cover.
He curiously opened the first page, and a faint smell of ink floated into his nose. It seemed that it had only been printed a few days ago.
The headline on the first page reads "1. Basic elements of an agent"
He couldn't help being shocked, and he turned down a few more pages. Each title stimulated his eyes and shocked his heart.
2. On the importance of separation of people and goods.
3. Several ways to get rid of surveillance.
4. Several delivery methods of homing pigeons.
5. On the importance of safe houses.
six,……
At this time, other people also came in and looked at the booklet. After a while, everyone looked at each other with shock. This is not the self-cultivation of an agent. It is completely a training manual for underground workers, and it is also It is very comprehensive and detailed, and it is simply a treasure book for the current underground organizations.
You must know that the current underground work training organized is basically to cross the river by feeling for the stones. It can only be constantly modified and improved based on experience and bloody lessons. Now there is such a complete training manual, which is tantamount to a guiding light. As long as further research and development are carried out on this basis, in the future it will be a proper training syllabus for underground work, which can avoid many elementary mistakes, reduce countless losses of personnel and material resources, and have an immeasurable and huge effect on future underground work.
Everyone now believes that the young instructor's superior must be a righteous officer who sympathizes with the organization, and may even be a member of the organization. However, due to the confidentiality discipline, everyone has a tacit agreement not to discuss the matter, but to study eagerly.
Peng Feng and Xia Boyan are even more excited. They feel warm and touched from the bottom of their hearts by everything Zhou Wen has done. What a good comrade Yangtou is!
At the same time, the two of them also became more determined to protect Zhou Wen and never expose him. Even if the leader asked, they would never tell them.
Fortunately, the middle-aged leader didn't ask any questions. He was silent for a while while reading the pamphlet, then raised his head and glanced at a strong man. That man was the man who had competed with Zhang Xiaoping before, and was also the leader's personal guard. member.
The man walked out of the room with understanding. He looked around and found that except for dozens of training soldiers in the distance, there was no one within a hundred meters. He then entered the room and nodded to the leader, then walked out again and sat down. At the door, it looks like someone is resting leisurely.
At this time, the leader said: "Comrades, in order to convene the provincial party committee meeting, we took the risk of entering the enemy camp and feeding tigers with our bodies. Now it seems that this risk is worth it. I will announce a few disciplines below. : First, this meeting...oh no, this is the end of this training. After you go back, you are not allowed to mention anything during the training to anyone. This is iron discipline."
"Second, from today on, we will take this opportunity to learn various knowledge and skills, and improve our bodies and abilities so that we can work better in the future."
"Third, comrades must seize the time to fully understand this booklet. Before that, our meeting can be postponed for a few days. From now on, each item of this training manual must be discussed one by one. After returning home, every comrade will be a seed, and we can continue to cultivate and train more outstanding underground workers. This is the most important thing."
He thought for a while and then added: "When I return, I will write down the contents of the manual immediately and report it to my superiors as soon as possible, so that the comrades working underground in various places can learn it as soon as possible."
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At this time, Uncle Wu looked at Zhang Xiaoping who was helping peel potatoes and said, "Xiaoping, who do you think these people are?"
Zhang Xiaoping smiled slightly and did not answer. In fact, Zhang Xiaoping vaguely guessed Peng Feng's identity from the first time Zhou Wen brought him into contact with Peng Feng.
Although he is not interested in politics, he has traveled extensively with Zhou Wen, so he is well-informed. At least he knows the basic situation in the country. And since his senior brother has repeatedly instilled in his brothers the idea that they are unwilling to fight a civil war and only want to fight against Japan, he knows Senior brother actually sympathizes with the red organization.
