December 2, 48th year of Yongchang.

The Qingshan Oilfield, five kilometers outside Qingshan Town, does not see the gloom of winter at all, but is in full swing.

On the periphery of the oilfield area is a simple fence made of bamboo and wood in the early days, but many young men hired from nearby villages are cutting bricks and building a fence.

Judging from a section of the wall that has been completed for more than 100 meters, it is no more than two meters high, and the inner side is about a meter higher than a meter with earth, and it can stand people, and when the soldiers stand on it, they can calmly reload and shoot outside.

In fact, it is more like a breastwork with a military defense purpose than a mere wall.

It's just that the upper part of such a breastwork is very thin, and it will block bullets, but it will definitely not block the bombardment of solid shells from artillery.

The fence and the breast wall enclose the oil field area, and the No. 1 and No. 2 oil wells, as well as the No. 3 oil well, are all in it.

In addition, there are rows of wooden houses, which are near the southeast gate for the barracks of the hunting company stationed in the oil fields, and several other buildings are office buildings and warehouses for storing machinery and equipment

The row of houses in the back is the barracks where the workers live.

Further down the slopes are large, independent warehouses filled with barrels of oil that had been mined and had not yet had time to be transported.

Today's workers working in the oil fields found that the banditry soldiers stationed in the oil field area had a somewhat unusual atmosphere today.

Why is it unusual?

Because hundreds of people were running in a line in the small square in front of the barracks.

I hadn't seen this situation before, and in the past, these workers often met with these soldiers, but those soldiers didn't have the frame of officers and soldiers at all, and they didn't walk properly.

On weekdays, the most things these soldiers do is to sit around and brag or play cards and gamble for money.

Even the soldiers who are on duty or patrolling at the gate are lazy and not walking properly.

As for platoon training, I've never seen it before.

But now, the hundreds of soldiers were marching in and out of the square.

It's just that the formation is so scattered that people can't look at it directly, and even many workers can't help but show a sneering look when they see their zigzag and scattered formation.

The workers all laughed, and Scar, the commander of the first chasseur company, was even more ugly.

He knew very well what kind of goods these old brothers under his hands were, and when there was no danger or benefit, they were all very brave.

If it's dangerous or unbeneficial, they're all uncles, don't expect them to move their feet, let alone let them carry guns to the battlefield.

But now it's different!

Three days ago, Lin Ziran explained that he wanted to train this chaser company and train these old brothers who were not in shape into real soldiers.

Even if it is not as good as the patrol battalion, it looks like a group of officers and soldiers on the surface.

For this reason, he specially found Wu Dajiang to come to the training code of the patrol camp, and after a day of preparation, he officially began training in accordance with the training code of the patrol camp today.

But if you don't start with just the simplest queue, you just can't do it!

If it's just chaotic and bad walking, it doesn't matter, but many people complain and abuse while walking, and even some people deliberately walk slowly or fast, resulting in scattered formations, which is obviously uncooperative.

When a strong man with a beard and a height of eight feet deliberately walked a few steps faster, not only broke away from his queue, causing confusion in the formation, but even took two steps forward and ran directly to the back of the queue in front, and raised his foot to stab the butt of a short and thin bandit soldier in front.

The short and thin bandit in front of him was suddenly attacked, and he suddenly fell forward as he was walking, and after falling, he covered his ass and let out a scream.

The eight-foot man laughed out loud, and when he laughed, he bent down and said, "You see, this doesn't look like the hen in the barracks......

But he soon stopped laughing, for he had seen Scar striding towards him!

It's not just Scar, but also a team of guards that Scar temporarily asked Lin Ziran to transfer over.

Scar strode forward with a blue face, and the long scar on his face looked even more hideous.

Seeing this scene, the eight-foot strong man also knew that something was wrong, and immediately turned around and put on a smiling face: "Master Dao, the little one is a joke, it's a little joke!" ”

Scar had already walked in front of him by this time, and had already pulled out a revolver smoothbore pistol from the pouch at his waist.

At this time, his face was no longer iron-blue, but changed to a flat color and said:

"Then I'll be kidding you too!"

In other words, Scar just pulled the trigger!

'Bang'!

The crisp sound of gunfire suddenly rang out, and there was an extra crater between the eight-foot strong man's eyebrows, and then he fell to the ground, and the red and white things were instantly stained with dirt.

This sudden situation made the surrounding bandits stunned one by one!

This will only see Scar look around and say loudly: "I told everyone yesterday, now it's different from before, the adults took us to stand firm in this Qingshan Town, so that everyone has something to eat and drink, and there is no need to run for their lives every day as before, and they don't have to eat the last meal!" ”

"If you want to continue to eat and drink spicy food, you have to keep the foundation of Qingshan Town and this oil field!"

"If someone comes to steal our oil fields, fuck it!"

"You all remember to Lao Tzu, from today onwards, we are not fucking bandits, we are soldiers, fucking soldiers!"

"Since you are a soldier and eat food, and you carry a gun to sell your life to adults, you have to practice well for Lao Tzu!"

After these words came out, Scar looked around again: "Don't say that Lao Tzu forced everyone to practice, if you don't want to practice, Lao Tzu will give you a chance to quit"

"But if you don't quit now, I'll practice hard for Lao Tzu in the future!"

After Scar finished speaking, look around!

At this time, there was already a lot of discussion in the queue, some timid people were struggling, and some bold ones were discussing in low voices.

"Yes, now that we are all soldiers, we have food and clothing anyway, and it's okay to practice!"

"Yes, the boss is so righteous, give us food and drink, even if it is for the boss, it is appropriate to practice hard!"

"It wasn't good like that before, why do you have to line up every day like those stupid soldiers!"

"I followed the big boss to the grass, but I didn't want to come over to be a soldier!"

"His scar is a fart, why should he kill Meng Laosan, even if the big boss comes, he will not indiscriminately kill Meng Laosan directly!"

"I don't accept it, I want to see the big boss!"

"I've shed blood for the big boss, why do you toss people so much."

"I don't practice!"

"Yes, I don't practice either!"

"What kind of team do fools practice!"

These bandits are also bold, and soon some people will come out one after another!

Scar pointed to the side, telling them to wait for the side, and then continued to look at the rest of the people: "Is there anything else?" Those who don't want to practice come out! ”

At this moment, a few more people came out!