After Wu Hongbo said something, he questioned again: "Captain, when will your military training be complete? I think our military is now very neat and ready to fire! I really need to practice three times as you said." Months later, the people in several surrounding villages will be impoverished by us!"
Liu Yu sighed: "You're right, I didn't think enough about it."
Originally, Liu Yu strictly followed the steps of his previous life. After joining the army, he planned to train the new recruits for three months to make them look like soldiers, and then conduct professional technical and tactical training.
After practicing like this for half a year, the army will take shape.
But he failed to take into account the actual situation.
How can this moment compare to his previous life?
The rabbit in the previous life was not short of money and food at all, and was in a peaceful situation, so it would naturally come steadily.
But these days, even in the Central Army, many soldiers go to the battlefield within a few days of joining the army.
To be honest, in China's military at this time, it would be very good if a group of new recruits could have a month of rigorous training.
The soldiers these days are honest, but also stupid. It took some soldiers several days to figure out which side was left and which was right. The whole company trained in a formation, and it took a month of training before they could move well.
For future generations, when recruits join the army, physical fitness, tactics, formation, chemical defense and other subjects are all conducted simultaneously.
When we arrived at Liu Yu's place, we only had enough time during the day to practice physical fitness and formation.
. . . . . .
An hour later, at the door of the county brigade warehouse.
Dozens of crates were stacked on both sides outside the courtyard gate.
The whole company was now gathered at the entrance of the courtyard.
Liu Yu looked at the soldiers standing upright, neatly dressed, and solemn in front of him, with a hint of satisfaction on his face.
Yes, the military uniform has been replaced.
For Deputy Brigadier Han, if you ask him for 20 guns, he can spit on your face.
But if he wanted military uniforms, he would still discuss it. So when Wu Hongbo came to him with half a box of sulfa, when he heard that he was only changing into military uniforms, he agreed and said he would get as much as he wanted.
He even said that if the inventory is not enough, he can let the soldiers of the 385th Brigade take off their clothes first.
There is really a shortage of medicines. During the last counter-mopping operation, the 771st regiment added dozens of seriously injured people. If they were fine in normal times, they could be sent to the hospital at the division headquarters to recuperate. But now the 771st Regiment is hundreds of miles away from the division headquarters, and there are no cars. If we really have to send the wounded to the division headquarters hospital, they might die on the way.
Therefore, Liu Yu's half a box of sulfonamides was so timely that even Captain Han was very moved.
Those wounded soldiers were all veterans who had gone through the Long March, serious elites who would become company platoon commanders or even battalion commander's young men in the future. It was heartbreaking to lose one of them.
Ever since, Wu Hongbo brought back 500 sets of military uniforms.
Liu Yu walked a few steps back and forth in front of the queue, during which time he helped another soldier button up.
After finding no other problems, he returned to his position and shouted loudly: "Congratulations, after a month of hard training, you have finally officially become a glorious Eighth Route Army soldier! But don't You are proud and complacent, because you are far from being a qualified soldier now!"
"Next, you will be greeted by more rigorous and arduous technical and tactical training! Don't complain, because only after going through arduous training can you better kill the enemy on the battlefield! Only after you have practiced well, Only then can I safely take you to fight the Japanese! You must remember one sentence: sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in war! I sincerely hope that after the Japanese are beaten away, you can all go home intact!"
"Now the gun giving ceremony begins!"
"Jiang Fengchun!"
"arrive!"
Jiang Fengchun took standard steps, walked to Liu Yu, stood next to him, and saluted Liu Yu.
At this time, Wu Hongbo, who was beside Liu Yu, took a rifle and handed it to Liu Yu solemnly.
After Liu Yu took it, he handed it to Jiang Fengchun solemnly.
Jiang Fengchun took the rifle, put the butt on the ground, placed his left hand across his chest, and saluted with a rifle.
This is now standard etiquette in the military doctrine.
After Liu Yu returned the gift, Jiang Fengchun turned around and returned to the team.
Behind him, Wang Erdou, whose leg injury had not yet fully recovered, acted as a porter and took out another spear from the crate, handing it to Wu Hongbo with the same solemn expression.
This gun teaching ceremony was also copied from Liu Yu's previous life, and the effect was naturally great.
Everyone was infected by this solemn atmosphere, and their blood was surging.
Liu Yu continued to teach guns.
"Ma Biao!"
"arrive!"
.......
"Zhang Liankai!"
"arrive!"
...
"Ma Chao!"
"arrive!"
...
A total of 124 people participated in the gun training, of which 4 crooked light machine guns were given to 12 people. Three people were responsible for each machine gun, the main shooter plus two deputy shooters and ammunition handlers.
After everything was over, Liu Yu's voice was hoarse.
After disbanding, Liu Yu walked quickly back to the headquarters, picked up the water on the table and poured it into his mouth.
Wu Hongbo also followed him, and when he saw Liu Yu almost turning the water bottle over with one mouthful, he became anxious.
"Save some for me!"
"Ha~!" Liu Yu put down the jar with a look of comfort on his face.
"I asked you, where did you learn this trick? I've never heard of you going to a military academy before. How did you recover after being injured?" Wu Hongbo asked curiously while drinking water.
In fact, he wanted to ask when Liu Yu asked him to copy the infantry drill code.
Liu Yu smiled proudly and said: "There is a kind of person in this world called a genius!"
Wu Hongbo rolled his eyes: "Go away!"
. . . . . .
On the afternoon of the day of the gun training, the entire company began technical and tactical training, the most important of which was shooting.
Liu Yu had already brought people to repair the venue, and the target was made a few days ago. Although it is not very standard, it can be used.
During the shooting training, the Ma family and his son did not disappoint.
On a 100-meter target, other soldiers, under the guidance of veterans around them, would be very good if 3 of 5 bullets hit the target.
But the Ma family father and son, the bull's-eye of the gun!
Ma Chao, a bad boy, also played a trick. All five bullets hit the ring line, making a "plum blossom".
This forced him to pretend, and Liu Yu almost couldn't help but want to beat him.
Then someone ordered that from now on, the target of the Ma family and his son would be moved to 400 meters, and they would be given 10 rounds of bullets for training every day. If the target was lower than 80 rounds, they would have to wash their comrades' underwear for a day.
Ma Biao was implicated and gave his son a headache at that time: "What are you talking about when you have nothing to do?"
On the same day, Ma Chao washed the underwear of all the soldiers in the company.
His shooting experience is still less than that of his father, and he doesn't know the effects of wind, gravity, own breathing and other factors on long-distance shooting.
I hit the target completely, but I just missed the number of rings.
Although Father Ma himself understands it, he is clumsy and can't explain why, so he doesn't know how to teach it.
Liu Yu didn't help him point it out, he just wanted to kill this kid's arrogance.
I learned about Ma Chao's situation when I was chatting with Ma Biao. This kid has no patience at all and will jump high with a little stimulation. It's the same when I'm hunting. I can't wait for the prey to appear.
If you don't change this bad habit, how will you be a sniper in the future?
