When the morning military song sounded over the security team of Oasis City, Zeng Yuanjun and Yan Chai had already run several laps in the training ground. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Chief Instructor, your physical fitness is getting better and better." Yan Chai was already accustomed to calling Zeng Yuandu the chief instructor.

"Yan Chai, just call me by my name, we are good brothers, call me the chief instructor and see outside." Zeng Yuanjun wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and continued to run in front of Yan Chai.

"You still let me call you the chief instructor, I call you the chief instructor, I feel a sense of accomplishment, besides, calling you the chief instructor is the rule of the barracks." Yan Chai said happily.

"Okay, my old squad leader, whatever you call it." Zeng Yuanjun said to Yan Chai with a smile.

"When will I be the old squad leader, and you will be my old squad leader, okay?" Yan Chai glared at Zeng Yuanjun happily.

"Good, good! My little squad leader, it's okay to do it this way! “

After that, Zeng Yuanjun and Yan Chai looked at each other and laughed.

Yan Chai thinks that he is Zeng Yuanjun's small squad leader, since Zeng Yuanjun became the chief instructor, Yan Chai served as a small squad leader of the field company under Zeng Yuanjun's strong recommendation, every day Zeng Yuanjun taught Yan Chai how to manage his small team, and occasionally taught Yan Chai to read and write.

Under Zeng Yuanjun's careful guidance, Yan Chai made very rapid progress, and the small class he led was already well-known in the Oasis City security team.

Famous teachers produce high apprentices, and high apprentices have famous soldiers.

This is how the entire Oasis City security team commented on Yan Chai and his squad.

After Zeng Yuanjun implemented the distribution of troops according to his personal ability, the previous young masters were also scattered. Liu Yingzhe couldn't gather those young masters to make waves, coupled with the belief and admiration of most people for Zeng Yuanjun, the atmosphere of the entire military camp was thriving, and all the soldiers were highly united with Huang Chenglin and Zeng Yuanjun.

"Report to the Chief Instructor, please come to our squad class to see our training." A squad leader ran to stand upright in front of Zeng Yuanjun and saluted.

"Okay, Yan Chai, let's go and have a look, you also have to learn from other people's detachments and learn from each other's strengths." Zeng Yuanjun took Yan Chai to watch the training of the invited squad class.

"I just want to see how other classes are training, staying in my own squad all day, I'm almost self-contained." Yan Chai followed Zeng Yuanjun's steps.

On the entire training ground, under the strict organization of the squad leader and the instructor in charge, each squad carried out physical training such as apparatus gymnastics, splitting knives, bayonet guns, boxing, martial arts, and climbing over obstacles in an orderly manner.

Some squads have also organized their own fighting training for single people against many people.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

'Ahem! “

"Ahem"

Zeng Yuanjun walked through the rows of neat and orderly training teams, looked at the soldiers who were actively training, and felt that his team had finally taken shape.

When the soldiers watched the chief instructor come over, they trained harder and shouted louder.

Zeng Yuanjun saw a soldier who was practicing the "flexion and extension", "swing and turn back" and "handstand" movements of the horizontal bar, saw a small owe point, and walked forward to correct it, and immediately all the soldiers immediately increased the intensity of training with enthusiasm. The eyes of the chief instructor are so bright, how can he deserve the reputation of the chief instructor if he does not strive for more perfect training.

Zeng Yuanjun walked step by step, looking at every soldier who was actively training in the training ground, and felt that these trainings looked wonderful, but some of them were of little practical use.

He participated in a concentrated discussion with all the instructors in charge, and he proposed to delete some outdated training items and add some new and practical training methods. Some of the instructors in charge believed that these traditional things were still valuable, while others were very enthusiastic in advocating that if the elite of the army was to persist in implementing reforms, the Japanese were getting closer and closer, and they should spare more time for practical training programs.

Zeng Yuanjun thought about it for a while and decided to carry out a large-scale comprehensive training and restructuring by drawing on the practice of the Whampoa Military Academy and some foreign information. The communist tactics, which had always been engaged in guerrilla warfare, were combined with the needs of the soldiers in the barracks to create a new fighting spear technique. This form of martial art, spear stabbing, draws on the practical movements of traditional martial arts and allows soldiers to train with an enemy attitude in a realistic combat environment.

He felt that his training needed to be improved and that it was urgent.

"Report to the Chief Instructor, please see our spear technique." The squad leader who had just invited Zeng Yuanjun to visit led his squad to scramble to wield their squad's spear technique.

This squad leader led everyone to play a high level of bayonet skills in Oasis City, and Yan Chai applauded when he saw it, and kept giving a thumbs up.

The squad leader was also laughed at by Yan Chai's eyebrows, and waited for the chief instructor's praise.

Zeng Yuanjun did not open his mouth to praise, but frowned deeply, looking thoughtful.

This squad leader, who was waiting for praise, was frightened when he saw that Zeng Yuanjun did not speak, thinking that his squad had lost some details, so that the chief instructor was silent, and he stammered anxiously and explained, "Total... Chief Instructor, I.. I... Next time, I will definitely train my squad more strictly.

"Chief Instructor, please... Again... Give me one more chance, I... I'm going to get them back to training now. “

The small squad leader was anxious and incoherent.

"It's none of your business, you've done a great job." Zeng Yuanjun was still pondering.

The squad leader heard the chief instructor say that his squad had done a good job, but he didn't see Zeng Yuanjun's face happy, he didn't know what the chief instructor was thinking, and he didn't dare to ask, so he had to look at Yan Chai on the side for help.

Yan Chai didn't know what Zeng Yuanjun was thinking anymore, this class had obviously been trained in perfect spear stabbing skills, why didn't the chief instructor praise it, he just said, "It has nothing to do with you", which makes people scratch their heads.

"Chief Instructor, do you have anything to advise them?" Yan Chai saw Zeng Yunjun's pensive look, knowing what he might be thinking.

"Very good practice! You.. You call them to rehearse again. Zeng Yuanjun commanded the small squad leader who was nervous and overwhelmed on the side.

"Yes!" The little squad leader, who had been affirmed by the chief instructor, jumped up happily, touched his hair, and after making sure that he had really been praised, he flew towards his detachment squad and hurriedly arranged the drill again.

After a while, they were rehearsing again.

"Yan Chai, you see, when they hold the "front handguard" with one hand and the "butt" with the other, is the distance in the middle a little farther, I always feel that the distance between the middle is too far, in case the enemy comes, we don't use enough strength, and the stabbing is not fast enough. “

(To be continued.) )