Chapter 313 Recruit

Style: Historical Author: OverlordWords: 2520Update Time: 24/01/12 07:22:20
Hu Yi is not unfamiliar with recruit training, or he knows it very well.

But he didn't take it seriously. In the Ninth Company, there was basically no systematic training.

The only ones who really like training are Tian Sanqi, Ma Liang and Chen Chong. The four platoon leaders under them have different training methods.

Ma Liang liked to be surprised, and basically followed Hu Yi's path. Tian Sanqi inherited the style of the Second Company, which focused on bayonets. On the contrary, Chen Chong followed the rules. It was not that they were unwilling, because Hu Yi, the company commander, was incompetent.

In fact, there are not many real veterans in the Ninth Company. Luo Fugui's fourth platoon is really a different kind and never trains!

The fourth platoon deputy, Li Xiang, was messing with his bits and pieces all day long, Tang Dagou was always running around, and the Banxian men were digging holes wherever they went, with life-saving as their first priority.

Hu Yi didn't care, because Hu Yi had always been unwilling to mingle with the soldiers. He didn't know which day it might be time to sacrifice, maybe those soldiers, maybe himself.

Since I'm not very familiar with the soldiers, I'm used to seeing life and death, so I don't need to be so sad.

It is impossible to train in the enemy's war zone. There are enemies and traitors everywhere. The new soldiers recruited by Lao Zhou give Hu Yi a headache. They are all new soldiers, so he plans to take all the new soldiers back first.

There are a lot of new recruits. I heard from Lao Zhou that more than 100 people were recruited in villages from all over the country.

Hu Yi was very surprised at the efficiency of Lao Zhou and the others. Looking at the mostly sallow and thin men in front of him, and wearing patched clothes, several of them were wearing a coat and were shirtless. However, everyone was wearing cloth shoes, which were new for the time being.

However, looking at the pairs of straw sandals tied around the waists of those young people, I knew that maybe they finally had new shoes because they joined the army, or maybe the old mother had worked hard for many days to get such pairs of new shoes.

A pair of nervous eyes filled with timidity and hope looked at the tall figure Hu Yi in front of him in the light of the surrounding fires, but the man who was obviously the leader of the army did not speak.

Hu Yi didn't know what to say, the scene was very quiet.

The new recruits had a simple idea. It turned out that the first thing the Eighth Route Army had to learn was not to speak.

The newly recruited soldiers are still pouring into the village under the escort of the militia. It is not difficult to avoid the gun towers in the dark night, but it is difficult to say whether they can avoid the eyes of those traitors.

Before everyone arrived, the little girl next to the tall soldier became the object of the soldiers' secret observation. For the first time, the girl was neatly dressed and wore a military cap on her head. However, there was a hole cut in the military cap. She didn't like to look like that. Su Qing had her hair cut short and close to her ears, and she didn't like the military cap with two black buttons, because she preferred the shiny red five-pointed star.

If it weren't for hearing that Lao Zhou had recruited more than a hundred new soldiers and wanted to show his face, she probably wouldn't have even worn a military cap.

The young soldiers looked at the little girl's calm eyes and finally felt relieved. It turned out that there was a little girl in the Eighth Route Army, and they felt a little at ease.

For the girl, it's good to be out of the plains. It's not like being in the mountains. After walking for dozens of miles, you may not even see a few people. Dozens of recruits sit on the ground in silence.

The little girl has a bayonet hanging on her waist and a box cannon slung across her body. That is what attracts the recruits. If a little girl has a gun, how far can she go after joining the army? It is better than what I have seen before. Those guerrillas have become much stronger.

The little girl's belongings are more than these. Except for the gun and bayonet on her body, all other belongings are hung on Luo Fugui.

It was late at night, and the moon rose dimly, casting a cool light on the earth in the gray sky.

Lao Zhou was outside the village picking up the new recruits escorted by the arriving militiamen. Finally, the last group of people arrived.

Most of the people from the Ninth Company were placed on sentry duty outside the village. Only Su Qing and the liaison officers from several nearby villages were nervously tallying up the list of recruits under the oil lamp in a broken house. Finally finished copying the list.

Leave a share for Lao Zhou. The families of these new soldiers will become military families in the future.

All the people came out of the yard. Lao Zhou looked excitedly at the group of childish young men standing up in a mess. He didn't care and took the lead in speaking: "Young men, you are always good. You have now joined the Eighth Route Army. We must learn our skills well, avenge our dead relatives, and strive to beat the little devils hard."

Lao Zhou looked at these young people with tears in his eyes: "Is there anyone willing to come out and tell me why they want to join the Eighth Route Army?"

The people below look at me and I look at you. They all want to get out of the queue, but their feet just won’t obey.

A young man standing in front was pushed by someone from behind and staggered out of the team.

"Who pushed me?" After saying that, he quickly got into the queue.

"Wei Shuisheng, come here and say a few words."

Lao Zhou recognized this young man and stepped forward to grab his arm: "Weren't you fearless before? Why are you so timid?"

The young man's face turned red and he gritted his teeth, "I won't be a coward, just say it."

He turned around, coughed twice, and cleared his throat: "Those...traitors threaten us every day, saying that if we want...someone to join the Eighth Route Army to fight against the Japanese, they will cause trouble and kill everyone, and they will bankrupt everything. I have never accepted it." My daughter-in-law was ruined by a traitor and a Japs. If I don’t avenge the little Japs, my surname will not be Wei.”

"That's right. These devils are beasts, and none of those traitors are good people. Shuisheng is a good young man. He stabbed the traitor who was leading the devil with a knife. He is a man, but he can no longer be tolerated in the village. He, it can be said that he was forced, and the Japanese later stabbed his parents to death with bayonets. Is this still a human life? We must join the Eighth Route Army and beat these idiots hard."

Lao Zhou paused for a while and continued: "Does anyone else want to say a few words..."

...

Su Qing returned to the yard, divided the list of soldiers who had been named into pages, and wrote a file. Opposite him, the girl picked up a brand new pencil.

"These young people have a clean net worth. Many of them have family members who were murdered by the Japanese, so I think they should be fine." After thinking about it carefully, a middle-aged militiaman stood up and left, replaced by another.

Su Qing was noncommittal: "This young man named Shi Erhu from Liujia Village, what is the situation in his family?"

Su Qing listened to the story of another middle-aged man sitting at the table, wrote Shi Erhu's name on the paper, and then carefully wrote the resumes of these soldiers.

The militiamen who led the team knew these young people very well and kept describing them as if they were family treasures.

Su Qing looked up at the girl with a high ponytail across from her. She was leaning on the table with her little mouth pouted, rustling a pencil in her hand, and carefully writing her name and the village where her home was.

For the first time, Xiao Hongying, who was scratching her head, did not hate Su Qing for writing. She was still in a happy mood. Su Qing would write a word or two on the back of a piece of paper from time to time. The girl turned her head to look at it and continued.

Because Su Qing promised her that all these newcomers would be added to the Ninth Company, more than a hundred people! Don’t send one to the group,

Her hands were very sore, but Su Qing made a condition. It was very simple. She had to copy the names and addresses in two separate copies. I originally thought that it would only be two to three hundred words, which would be quick, but they were all names of people and villages, and I didn’t recognize many of the characters at all. , some regret.

Thinking of being promoted to the camp, he gritted his teeth and persisted, his face changed shape.

The intersection of two rooms into the village.

"Stop, what are you doing?" Monkey looked at the two figures with short hair in front of him, who were obviously girls.

"I heard from my second uncle that the Eighth Route Army is recruiting troops, and we also want to join the army." One of the girls was not timid, so she mustered up her courage and said to the monkey.

"We only recruit male soldiers, not female soldiers." The monkey looked at the two girls up and down in the hazy moonlight. They were not very old.

"Fart, the one who came with Uncle Zhou to recruit soldiers is a woman. Why do you say no?" The girl's eyes widened.

"If no one recommends it, we will not recruit anyone."

"I will go to the village to find my second uncle's recommendation."

"No, oh, I told you not to do anything."

The two girls were anxious: "What are you doing here as a soldier? Hurry up and get out."

The girl actually moved her hands

"Oh, what are you two yellow-haired girls doing?"

The monkey was at a loss and its small body was squeezed away.