332 Sinking
The addition of student Xu Zilin made the entire training group of the New Third Regiment feel uplifted, and the soldiers of the cadre training regiment were even more psychologically balanced.
At the beginning of the training, Han Feng spoke, Xu Zilin and Shi Wencai and other cadres stood in an orderly manner, he knew Shi Wencai's battalion commanders, and it was quite surprising that the cadres of the new third regiment actually followed the soldiers to train together.
Han Feng opened his mouth at this time: "I'll explain to all of you again, I don't care if you are the battalion commander or the company commander on weekdays, once the training starts, everyone is the same ball, they are all soldiers, they are all trainees of training, no one has special rights, suffer?" Tired? That's all for me, my new third regiment is a pack of wolves, not sheep, if you don't have this courage and courage, then don't be ashamed, quit military training by yourself.
As for the brothers who will laugh at you, you deserve it, since you don't have that backbone, it's no wonder that others laugh at you.
Now, start standing in a military posture for half an hour. ”
After Han Feng finished speaking, he stood on the high platform and looked around, and the sharpness of his eyes allowed him to detect any soldier's movements at the first time.
"The soldier in the middle, you see that your position is from the third battalion, right? Standing in a military posture, in a sense, is an ambush in the future when a crucial battle is carried out, why did your head move? Did you know that just because of this movement of your head, it is very likely that all your comrades-in-arms will be exposed, and you will cause the destruction of the group because of you personally?
Say your name and let me know what your rookie name is? ”
"Report to the instructor, my name is Liu Zhong."
"Ten more minutes of standing in military stance."
"Yes!"
"The soldier's fault, the general's fault, the third battalion commander?"
"Dao!" Sun Desheng's body is as straight as a javelin, with his chest straight, his head raised, his abdomen tucked, and his body leaning forward slightly.
"You stand for ten more minutes."
"Yes!" Sun Desheng roared, no words.
Han Feng said coldly: "Remember, each of your mistakes, your battalion commander has to carry it for you, one person makes a mistake, they stand for ten more minutes, ten people make a mistake, that is a hundred minutes, because you are a group, each of you has to be responsible for this group." ”
Han Feng's voice spread slowly, everyone stood quietly, the special training team stood in the first column, followed by the cadre regiment, and then the training soldiers.
Xu Zilin stood silently, Han Feng had already helped him adjust his military posture, and Sun Desheng was beside him, cold sweat flowed down his head, swallowing saliva in small sips, muttering in his heart, is this hell?
Standing in a military stance? Xu Zilin has never heard of it, this Han Tuan Leader is really good at new tricks, just now Han Feng shouted the time, and only ten minutes have passed, but Xu Zilin's body is already uncomfortable and about to make him crazy, he never thought that just standing can torture a person's willpower like this.
How I want to move! Even if it was a finger, but at this moment, Xu Zilin, who had always been afraid of heaven and earth, only dared to blink his eyelids, turn his eyes, and dare not make other moves, Han Feng on the high platform was eyeing him, Xu Zilin did not dare to guarantee that if he moved a little, he would be discovered by Han Feng immediately.
The soldiers all knew him, the new political commissar, and if he made a joke again, Xu Zilin thought that although he had a thick face, it was impossible to be indifferent.
Besides, stand in such an uncomfortable military posture for another ten minutes? Just kill him.
The second battalion commander Deng Pang has accumulated 60 minutes of standing in a military posture, he almost wants to cry, and he swears in his heart that after going down, he must beat those stinky boys who move around hard, and he is not afraid of death, what kind of energy? It made him ugly, and he didn't know when he was the leader.
Twenty-five minutes later, Xu Zilin felt that he was already crumbling, he had heard his uncles talk about the hardships of plowing the snow mountains on the grass, but at this moment, he felt that the so-called military posture stood for thirty minutes, and the pain during the period was only too much.
Finally survived the thirty minutes with tenacity, "Except for the delay, everyone else is moving in place", after Han Feng's voice sounded, Xu Zilin's whole person finally relaxed, and his body froze for a while, and he almost couldn't help but howl in the sky, this is too torturous.
It's just that when he was constantly moving his hands and feet, Xu Zilin knew that he had no reason to retreat, the three battalion commanders were still standing still, and the nearly 2,000 soldiers of the New Third Regiment also persevered, and even some of the recruits who had just joined the New Third Regiment did not complain about anything.
Han Feng is right, the training given to him can be done in every battle, since he Xu Zilin has a proud backbone, can't he even endure this bit of hardship?
After the end of the activity, the 5,000-meter morning run was carried out around the city wall of Heyuan County, and it was almost the same after running a whole lap.
This is naturally torture, but it is a scenery in Heyuan County, when Xu Zilin was running with the team, he heard the people close to the county gossiping;
"Captain Han, they're running again!"
"Commander Han is really good, it's still the Eighth Route Army, let's go into the city and drive away the little devils, not to mention, we are autumn and have no offense."
"That's right, I heard that Commander Han was afraid that his subordinates would disturb the people, so he specially stationed his troops by the city wall!"
"Captain Han is our great benefactor!"
"Now the first thing I do when I get up every morning is to come to see Captain Han and them running and drilling, nothing else, there is such a troop here, you are so sure!"
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Xu Zilin, who was quietly listening to these remarks, was a little inexplicably shocked in his heart, this Han Feng seemed to have exceeded his expectations, he was just running, and the people of Heyuan County had reached such a point in their support for the New Third Regiment.
I heard that the recruitment of the new third regiment has ended, and many young people in the county still come to block the door every day, saying that the new third regiment will not accept them, so they will not go back.
Xu Zilin's heart was inexplicably touched, he raised his head, and found that although the soldiers around him were constantly wheezing because of the vigorous exercise, the faces of every soldier were filled with that kind of proud, satisfied, and uncomplaining look.
What kind of team is this! There is still such a regiment in the Eighth Route Army, Xu Zilin met Xie Baoqing yesterday I heard that he is still a bandit in Heiyun Village, Xu Zilin saw with his own eyes Liang Erhu (Lynx), the deputy commander of the guard battalion, helping an old man to push a cart, this Liang Erhu was still a murderous mountain king just a few months ago!
The scenes are too subversive of common sense, Xu Zilin settled his mind, such a new three regiments seemed to be full of mystery, and he felt that he was about to be wrapped in this mystery and completely sank into it......