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Twenty-one minutes later, the first soldier appeared, and at twenty-four minutes, the last man also ran back.

Seeing the soldiers coming back, Nalan Huiyue was busy pouring tea for the soldiers. She got up early, and on the way the driver took her to school, she asked the driver to change the route to Yan Zhi's brothers, just to see how Yan Zhi turned this group of soldiers into devil-killers. She also threatened the driver that if he talked nonsense when he returned, his job would be replaced by someone else tomorrow.

How can I be happy to watch the military training in school, and what makes her even more excited is that the baby fat singing is so good, it is simply the sound of heaven, and she returns to school in the afternoon to sing it to her classmates, and keeps it to cause a sensation on the whole campus.

Nalan Huiyue, who couldn't even wash a bowl at home, hummed the song she had just learned most of while helping Huotoujun put the fragrant breakfast on the table.

The soldiers all said that the third lady was a fairy from the sky, and the singing was so good, and Nalan Huiyue sang happily over and over again.

The soldiers were already hungry with their chests on their backs, and they picked up their chopsticks and gobbled them up while listening to the song.

Those who become soldiers are children of poor families, and many people join the army for a very simple reason, that is, because they have food to eat as soldiers.

Nalan Huiyue studied at the Women's Normal School in Huizhou City, and she was born in a military family, so she knew a little about military affairs, but some of Yan Zhi's methods of training soldiers were something she had never seen. She often wondered why this baby fat had changed so much recently, could it be that she had become smart after several deaths?

In the entire brotherhood, only Yan Zhi was slowly enjoying the fragrant meat, because no one else had met the conditions for eating meat. His bewitching chirp, the greedy soldiers secretly cheered up, tomorrow morning must work hard to taste the taste of meat that has not been touched for half a year.

As soon as the soldiers were halfway through breakfast, Yan Zhi blew the assembly whistle. He said that the reason why pigs eat and sleep is because they are full.

The reason is a bit of a, but it makes sense.

Nalan Huiyue agrees with Yan Zhi's point of view, the school's physical education teacher is a foreigner, and he also said that if he eats too much, people will be lazy and have no strength, but what Yan Zhi said is a little rude.

As Yan Zhi, who has crossed over and has the logical thinking of modern people, knows that in this era of war, many children from poor families are soldiers because they have no food at home, otherwise, who is willing to send their children into this retreating army and face the ferocious Japanese on the battlefield? As long as people are greedy, they are afraid of death, and in the face of death, everyone is equal.

Therefore, not many people volunteered to join the army that was completely inferior in order to defend their homeland and country.

People are not as great as they are written in textbooks.

Most of the soldiers were conscripted, some did have a blood feud with the Japanese, and some were teenagers who could not eat at home and were about to starve to death. Yan Zhi agrees with this, he has experienced the days of being full and hungry.

Before noon, all kinds of strange training methods drained the energy of the soldiers, but everyone was silent, gritting their teeth and persevering.

No one wants to go back to the dark, rancid death row cell.

Although the intensity of the training formulated by Yan Zhi was perverted, the soldiers felt that they were now living with dignity and dignity. On death row, they are not even as good as a dead dog.

The soldiers would rather be exhausted to death than return to prison. Major Yan said that he was also a martyr after being tired from training, and his family would receive a considerable pension.

The soldiers know what is good and bad, and they know that strict teachers make high apprentices. When Major Yan trained them, he held a rattan stick, like a roaring and man-eating demon, but he took care of their daily life and food. Whoever has blisters on his feet, Major Yan will ask the military doctor to apply medicine and bandage it, which is something that was unimaginable in the previous army.

After the day's training, all the soldiers just got into the bed as Yan Zhi said, and they snored loudly like dead dogs, and they didn't even have time to urinate at night.

The next day, when he got up before dawn, the horn sounded, and Wu Zhonghua was like a demon sent by Lord Yama, roaring incessantly.

After quickly getting dressed, the soldiers in line felt that their skeletons were about to fall apart, and their calves tied to sandbags were even more swollen, and every step was like being dug by a knife.

A five-kilometer cross-country march, everyone came back twenty-three minutes ago, and no one was left behind.

Yan Zhi was still like yesterday, moving a small table and sitting at the gate of the camp eating eggs, looking at his watch, his face looked a little better than yesterday.

"Today, you're a little bit better than yesterday, but it's not enough, you're going faster, faster, faster." Yan Zhi stood up, holding a cigarette in one hand and a rattan stick in the other, shuttling among the rows of soldiers, "We know that whoever moves fast on the battlefield will be able to take the lead and have an extra chance of survival, so I want you to run hard and run hard." If you train now, you will have a great chance of surviving on the battlefield in the future. ”

"In the next few days, I will select three platoon commanders and nine squad leaders from among you according to the comprehensive performance of all of you, and all of you have equal opportunities, I hope you will seize this opportunity."

The soldiers were in high spirits, and some of them never dreamed that they would have the opportunity to become platoon commanders and squad leaders. You know, to be a platoon leader, you need to have a considerable family background. Poor people like them, who have neither a backstage nor money to give gifts, are platoon commanders? I can't even think about it.

Every time there was a war with the Japanese, the commanders would say that the brothers rushed forward, and the meritorious ones came back to be promoted and rich. However, every time among the 100 people who rushed to the front, only a few of them could come back with missing arms and legs, and finally went home with the pensions that were deducted harshly. The pension, which could not even buy half a bag of rice, was easily exchanged for their hands and feet.

Those who get rich and promoted are always those who don't have to rush to the front.

When the soldiers' excitement calmed down, Yan Zhi said again: "Considering that you practiced quite well yesterday, I will reward you today......" Yan Zhi deliberately sold a pass.

The soldiers listened attentively, wondering if there was meat to eat.

Meat? A lot of people have forgotten about the taste of meat.

It's ironic that pig farmers have forgotten the taste of pork, what kind of world is this?

"I reward you for doing one hundred and ten push-ups now, time, three minutes." Yan Zhi changed his gentle face just now, and opened his teeth and claws, "Hurry up, hurry up, ......"

In three minutes, all the soldiers completed their tasks.

At mealtime, everyone finally ate a piece of fat meat that seemed to have been waiting for several years. In this year, how luxurious it is to be able to eat a piece of fatty meat.

"Today, we're going to do a little game." After the meal, Yan Zhi led the soldiers to a newly erected earthen wall.

The earthen wall is about 1.8 meters high and 2 meters wide, with a ladder on the side, the wall is one meter thick, and the ground is covered with stone, some of which are angular and can easily cut the skin at the point.

The soldiers are overwhelmed by the wall, and the wall can also do games? Playing against a wall?

"Before I make a little game, I'll tell you a story, a true story." Yan Zhi lit a cigarette and asked the soldiers to find a soft place to sit down, "In 480 BC, the king of Persia personally led an army of 500,000 to attack Greece, all the way south, invincible. At the time of national crisis, the king of Sparta personally led the Greek coalition army to defend the terrain of Thermopylae, and engaged in a fierce battle with the enemy. ”

But the Greek defenders were soon defeated by the powerful Persian state, and the king of Sparta, in order to preserve the hope of the country, ordered the main army to lead the people to evacuate quickly. In the end, the king and the 300 warriors held out for two days and were all killed, but at the same time, they also paid a terrible price to the Persian army of 2,000 dead and wounded. ”

The soldiers were stunned, 300 people blocked the attack of tens of thousands of people, and killed 2,000 enemies, this combat effectiveness is simply against the sky.

Yan Zhi said: "I know, most of you don't believe that with the strength of three hundred people, you can block the attack of tens of thousands of people?" However, it is true, this is the most classic real battle in the history of world warfare. ”

The soldiers still did not believe that 300 people could hold off tens of thousands, just as they did not believe that the Japanese emperor would announce his surrender to the whole world, and that the Japanese supreme commander would surrender to the Chinese army with his sword. But they saw with their own eyes that Major Yan killed four powerful Japanese soldiers in a few breaths, how can this be explained? You must know that the combat effectiveness of the four devils can rival that of a squad of Chinese soldiers. If there are 300 soldiers like Major Yan who fight to the death, let alone kill 2,000 Japanese soldiers, they will believe it if they kill 4,000.

Yan Zhi said: "Today, I will explain to you why the three hundred warriors of Sparta were able to block tens of thousands of troops and wound three thousand enemies. But before that, I would like to ask my brothers, you are all soldiers who have experienced birth and death, what do you think is the most important thing on the battlefield? ”