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Huang Shicheng has been very depressed recently, he didn't expect that he would run into walls everywhere in this small new third regiment.

According to the usual situation, he has the title of a member, and he should be embraced everywhere he goes, but in this new third regiment, even among the lowest fighters, it seems that he is not welcomed.

"Yellow clerk."

"Yellow clerk."

The soldiers greeted each other, from the regiment commander to the platoon leader and squad leader, and when they shouted this title, there was a lukewarm charm in Huang Shicheng's ears.

After a bumper crop, the warriors began military training.

In a row, the soldiers were practicing assassination, but the way they practiced surprised Huang Shicheng.

Fortunately a few days ago, the soldiers practiced the basic stabbing and anti-stabbing routines of assassination, although these routines were not quite the same as the moves that Huang Shicheng saw from other teams, and the layman looked lively, Huang Shicheng didn't care too much, he just felt that the new three regiments really lived up to their reputation, and even the soldiers were grim and full of spirit when they practiced assassination.

Later, the fighters trained the two to cooperate, feints, raids and stabs, and then the three people to cooperate with the spurs, Huang Shicheng, as a layman, also saw some differences.

He secretly wondered that he found that the soldiers of the New Third Regiment seemed to have a very complete routine for practicing assassination.

It's just that today, the soldiers in a platoon are actually training to fight assassination.

Although this kind of training is not unique in the entire Eighth Route Army, it is not common, especially the scene in Huang Shicheng's eyes at this moment, which really shocked him:

Although the soldiers are conducting training to fight assassination, they are all like they are really on the battlefield, except for the guns that use wooden guns, or rifles without bayonets, the others are almost actual combat, and the moves are ruthless, in a short period of time, Huang Shicheng saw in horror that half of the soldiers were slightly injured.

Is this worth it?

When has Huang Shicheng seen such a crazy way of training.

"Stop it." Huang Shicheng shouted at the top of his voice, but the voice was too small, and the soldiers were very involved in training, and there was no one to bird him.

Huang Shicheng was even angrier and shouted: "Stop! ”

This voice almost shouted out after Huang Shicheng's old life, and it was a little broken, and the angry people among them were even more shocked.

The platoon commander was the first to hear this roar, and hurriedly ordered the confrontation training to be temporarily stopped, and the soldiers honestly stopped, and one by one they got up from the ground in a bit of embarrassment, looking at Huang Shiren inexplicably, not knowing what this uninvited guest meant.

Huang Shicheng's anger subsided slightly, and he knew the platoon leader.

"What the hell are you doing, platoon leader?"

"Fight against assassination training!" The platoon leader said as a matter of course.

Huang Shicheng said: "Training? How can you train like this, I stood by for a while, and I saw that many comrades were injured, and if this continues, if someone is seriously injured, what will you do?

Does Head Han know about this situation? ”

The platoon leader said: "Of course I know, this is an assassination teaching specially formulated by our regiment commander. ”

"Assassination teaching?"

"Yes, our regiment commander is very powerful, not only is he good at fighting, he has kung fu, and he knows a lot, he has taught us targeted assassination teaching, explosive strain spurs, two feints and raids, and three-three system stabs, which we have practiced.

But the regiment commander said, these are the basics, and if we really go to the battlefield, it is impossible for the devils to stand there and let us kill, the devils are alive, and we must conduct actual combat exercises, which is the confrontation training that the yellow officers see in front of their eyes. ”

Huang Shicheng said: "There has never been a training team like this, so he is not afraid that you will be injured?" ”

The platoon commander said in a deep voice: "The regiment commander said that he would rather let us suffer some injuries in training than watch us die in battle." ”

…… Huang Shicheng left without looking back, and behind him, the soldiers in a platoon got up again for confrontation training, roaring to the sky, and the sound of fighting was endless.

This group of bloody warriors seemed to enjoy this way of training.

Huang Shicheng had to admit that even if he liked to pick bones in eggs, and when he saw the facts in front of him again, when he heard these remarks, he was still involuntarily silent, and he subconsciously didn't want to make a fuss about this matter.

"Originally, this matter was harmless."

Huang Shichen comforted himself like this, in just half a month, he even wanted to choose to give up several times, and he didn't want to continue.

The psychological pressure and guilt brought to him by the environment here were too strong, and if it weren't for the repeated advice of the team leader when he was leaving, he would have been defeated a long time ago.

"A revolutionary must have a heart as strong as iron, without any mercy towards the enemy."

The words of the team leader echoed in the sea of annoyance, and Huang Shicheng clenched his fists and regained his determination.

It was dusk, and during this time, Huang Shicheng heard that the old tradition had restarted in the new Third Regiment - the whole regiment story conference.

It's just that now that the team has dispersed, it's impossible for the whole group to gather together for a storytelling conference.

But it was only the soldiers who stayed at the headquarters of the New Third Regiment, and there were quite a few, and the story conference was held at the entrance of Taiyue Village, and many curious people also came.

Before it was dark, the entrance to the village was filled with soldiers and civilians.

A large open space is left in the middle to serve as a stage for the protagonist to tell the story.

When Huang Shicheng came, he just glanced at this situation, and he was overjoyed in his heart, which was a perfect opportunity for him.

It was completely dark.

The people who had been busy all day and the soldiers who had trained for a day with sweat gathered at the entrance of the village.

The whole group story conference began, and the opening remarks were made by Han Feng, the head of the group.

Han Feng said: "Comrades, no matter how difficult the revolutionary cause is, but we must believe that every tomorrow will be a better tomorrow, the whole regiment story conference is our big family to understand each other, gather strength, unite feelings of the old tradition, some time ago, we because of the battle, because of the development and development of the base area, delayed, now things have stabilized, our tradition should continue to carry forward."

That's why I announce that if there are no special matters, starting today, our story conference will continue. ”

Han Feng's words fell, and the applause on the field was thunderous.

"The rules are still according to the old rules, and some recruit comrades don't understand what the old rules are, so they ask the veterans who have participated in the story conference next to them.

Let's start now, each platoon of selected fighters is ready, in turn. ”

Han Feng walked down from the middle of the venue with a smile and sat down beside Xu Zilin.

Xu Zilin pushed Han Feng and said in a low voice: "Old Han, Huang Shicheng is also here." ”

Han Feng nodded, "Come on, let's just listen to the story." ”

"I'm afraid that our yellow clerk won't be able to sit still!"

"Just wait and see."

"Old Han, Huang Shicheng went to see our confrontation training today, I'm worried about ......"

Han Feng shook his head: "Don't worry, I have already reported this matter to the headquarters, in addition, Lao Xu, good things can't be kept privately, I recently wrote four children's books, which are about our specific assassination teaching, if you have time, help me take a look, and then send it to the headquarters!" ”

Xu Zilin exclaimed: "Old Han, what else do you have that I don't know?" Or is there anything else you don't understand? ”

Han Feng: "I don't know what you're thinking now, and I don't understand." ”

Xu Zilin: ......

In the center of the venue, there are already three soldiers who have finished telling their stories, most of them are talking about their own poor lives and experiences before, although these fighters have stupid mouths, maybe they are not so good at speaking, but the emphasis is on the truth of feelings, every time they talk about the touching plot, many fighters burst into tears.

It was the first time for Huang Shicheng to see this kind of whole group story conference, and the surprise in his heart naturally did not need to be said.

Without paying attention, even he listened to three stories.

At this time, Huang Shicheng remembered to get down to business.

A soldier on the stage was telling a story to the climax, and the soldiers were all looking forward to their deep affection, but Huang Shicheng suddenly walked out.

"Excuse me, comrades, let's end our story conference now! There is one thing that I am going to take advantage of this opportunity to take you through. ”

Han Feng frowned, he really let Xu Zilin say right, this Huang Shiguo didn't have a good heart, he just came to make trouble.

The soldiers who were listening to the story with great interest naturally did not feel much better, and they all looked at Huang Shicheng who suddenly appeared a little inexplicably.

Huang Shicheng finally spoke, "Don't worry, the story conference can continue after this matter is over, as for the next few days, the story conference will be temporarily changed to a reflection conference." ”

Reflection meeting?

The soldiers were stunned......