When Liu Gen walked out of the third battalion, nearly 200 names were recorded in the small book, and these were soldiers who wanted to become artillerymen.

The soldiers who chose to record were not bad, most of them were young and full of vitality. Liu Gen is a little helpless that there are few of these young people who are literate, and not many can count, which still needs to be calculated according to the primary school level. Thinking about how he could select the most suitable thirty people from these soldiers, Liu Gen felt that it was quite difficult.

It was already dark, Liu Gen gave up the idea of going to Li Yunlong, and there was no problem waiting until tomorrow to find him. Considering that Li Yunlong would soon leave the new regiment, Liu Gen was a little entangled and did not know whether he should start his own training of artillery. As soon as the arrival of a new regiment commander led to an obstacle to the training of artillerymen, it was a bit of trouble. Liu Gen knew that it was Ding Wei who succeeded Li Yunlong, and his relationship with Li Yunlong was also very good, but in order to prevent accidents, it was better to be cautious.

Tomorrow, Liu Gen needs to go to Li Yunlong and ask Li Yunlong's opinion, I believe that with Li Yunlong's character, he will not care about this.

Back in his room, Liu Gen took out the two remaining cakes in his arms, grabbed the warm water and ate them in a big gulp. Swallowing the cake vigorously, Liu Gen looked through the small book that recorded the names of the soldiers, and prepared to make a selection in advance, and when he made a decision, he would directly teach the selected soldiers. The training of artillery is a long period of work, and it also requires a lot of live-fire practice.

In the case of the new regiment, these artillerymen choose to really practice with live ammunition, so they should only have a chance on the battlefield, which also makes Liu Gen enhance the actual combat operation ability of the soldiers as much as possible when training artillery, and ensure that there will be no problems when controlling the artillery on the battlefield. To do this, Liu Gen needs to take the fighters through a lot of practice.

Liu Gen could imagine that at the beginning, he would definitely be quite hard. Wait until the fighters are on the right track, and then they will be able to relax.

After marking the names of the soldiers in the small book, Liu Gen copied another copy, and after he copied all the names of the soldiers, he realized that he had forgotten one point, that is, he was now using traditional characters! And what Liu Gen wrote down was simplified, and when he realized this, he could only smile bitterly. In the end, Liu Gen could only find the books in the cabinet, find the corresponding traditional characters little by little, and modify them all.

In the process of revision, Liu Gen also carefully memorized the writing of traditional characters, at first he was not very used to it, but the more he wrote, the better it became. After getting used to the writing of traditional Chinese characters, Liu Gen's writing is still very beautiful, and when he was in college, he had a lot of space and time, joined the calligraphy club, and practiced his calligraphy well. Now that it appears on the battlefield of resistance against Japan, calligraphy does not have much effect, but the words written can look better, and Liu Gen is still very satisfied.

After transcribing a list, Liu Gen still didn't feel too sleepy, and picked up a book again and looked at it seriously. At eleven o'clock, Liu Gen felt a little sleepy, extinguished the oil lamp, and fell into a deep sleep.

There was no word all night, with the silent protection of the soldiers on duty, nothing happened at night, and there was no situation where the devil touched it.

The new regiment successfully defeated the Sakata Wing, as well as the successful breakthrough of the 129th Division headquarters and various units, all made the devil's encirclement and suppression fail. Faced with the current situation of the successful escape of the Eighth Route Army, the devil was very irritable, and wanted to find the traces of the various units of the Eighth Route Army, but the hidden Eighth Route Army was not something they could easily find. After all, there are many hills in the northwest of Shanxi, and it is quite simple for the Eighth Route Army to hide it.

Unless the devils are willing to continue the search, but they need a large amount of supplies, as well as the mobilization of the air force and the army to cooperate, inch by inch search, it is possible to find the trace of the 129th Division.

It's a pity that the devils are still reluctant to spend so much energy and resources to do this, and the 129th Division has some hope that the devils will do this, and when they enter the hilly area, the devils' forces will be divided, and the combat effectiveness of the 129th Division is not weak, and it is still possible to bite the devils back. The devils withdrew quickly, and the national army involved a lot of their troops on the frontal battlefield, and they could not put a large number of troops into this area. Moreover, this area has a harsh natural environment, is located in the Shanxi Plateau, has inconvenient transportation, and does not have much value.

The devils also know that the Shanxi Plateau is rich in mineral resources, but the devils do not have enough time to mine, nor do they have enough troops to ensure the safety of the mining area. Besides, Shanxi also has a big boss The commander of the second theater of operations, who regards Shanxi as his nest, how can he let the devil be so presumptuous.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

Woken up by the shouts of the soldiers, Liu Gen opened his eyes, there was a little confusion in his eyes, and he hadn't been able to react yet. After a while, Liu Gen got up, calmly and quickly put on his military uniform, and walked out of the room. After Liu Gen quickly washed his face, he ran towards the place where the fighters were training, and he also needed to receive corresponding training. It is also the artillery that only Liu Gen can slack off like this, and Li Yunlong is the only one who can manage the artillery in the new regiment.

If an ordinary soldier was like Liu Gen, he would have been scolded by the squad leader a long time ago, no one cared about himself, and Liu Gen did not relax his requirements for himself, he had to be trained well.

Liu Gen didn't want to fight with the devil, he didn't understand anything, and when he thought of his marksmanship, he blushed a little.

When I ran to the place where the soldiers were training, it was the security company directly under the regiment that was training, and the soldiers of the defense company were quite good, and they were also very imposing when they shouted and killed. Liu Gen picked up a wooden gun from the side and followed the soldiers to train, and the commander of the security company in charge of training saw Liu Gen and was slightly stunned, but did not stop Liu Gen from following the training.

The training in the morning was very simple, that is, bayonet training, constantly stabbing the wooden gun in his hand, Liu Gen was very serious. Being able to be taught to soldiers, thinking that this kind of bayonet fighting technique is very practical, maybe this kind of bayonet will not be very beautiful, but on the battlefield, it is not important whether it is beautiful or not, it is the most important thing to be able to kill the enemy. The devil won't let you go just because you look beautiful enough to wield your bayonet.

Half an hour later, the training was over, and the company commander wanted to train for a while, but he could see that the soldiers' bodies were a little unable to support it. Doing a lot of training, but not enough nutritional supplements, it is easy to have problems, but now you need to face the devil, insufficient nutrition or something, and you can't take care of it, and when you go to the battlefield, the devil won't care if you have enough nutrition!

Putting down the wooden gun in his hand, Liu Gen gasped heavily, the sun had just risen, but there were beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead, and the sweat had already wet the military uniform on his back. Liu Gen stood up straight, the breeze blew, and he felt a lot more relaxed.