The sun shines hotly, transmitting the heat to all things in the world.

Sweat slid down the red and black faces, some fell to the ground, some slid down the neck, and some entered the eyes, stinging the eyes.

Despite this, no one dared to wipe their eyes with their hands, so they could only stand here quietly, enduring the taste.

The training in the past few days has taught them that once they move at such a time, what they need to endure next will be something even more uncomfortable than this time.

In the shade of a tree not far away, a little girl with a red head rope stood here, holding a stalk of grass that had been pulled off in her hand and turning wildly, her eyes looking at the direction of the queue.

The dog of the Luo Shixin family squatted aside, from time to time bowing his head and gnawing his front legs with his teeth, fighting against the small insects hidden in them.

"Take a break~"

"Stand upright!"

"Take a break!"

"Disband!"

The little girl who was quite bored standing here, after hearing this voice, the whole person suddenly came back to life with full blood.

"Brother! Brother! ”

She jumped and ran with joy, like a happy foal.

When he was almost in the shade, he let go of Han Cheng's hand, ran under the shade of the tree first, and served a bowl of bamboo leaf water that had already been filled and covered with a large washed leaf.

"Brother drink!"

The little girl handed it to Han Cheng and said with a smile.

Han Cheng took the tea bowl, drank it in one go, and rubbed it on the little girl's head with a smile: "The little girl is so good." ”

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

The little girl who received the praise immediately smiled, and by the way, brought another bowl of water to her brother.

"Little girl, what about mine?"

Luo Shixin, who was also sweating profusely, walked over with his dog shaking his head and tail.

"Give it to my brother!"

The little girl said as a matter of course.

"I'll give you another sheng."

As she spoke, she scooped out a bowl of cold water from the crockpot on the side and brought it to Luo Shixin.

The little girl is small, and Luo Shixin is big, so she needs to squat down to catch it.

"Little girl, what about mine?"

The black-faced Wei Chi Gong also walked over with a smile and teased this little girl.

Such a clean and sensible little girl is always endearing.

"Brother Cheng, if I don't want to practice guns, this thing is fluttering, and it won't be ......."

Luo Shixin, who drank three bowls of water in one go, wiped his mouth and said to Han Cheng.

"Practice first, this is something that everyone in our Qingque Township Regiment must be proficient in, and when the practice is complete, I will find you a weapon to use at hand."

Han Cheng said to Luo Shixin with a smile.

With the physique of his future brother-in-law, it is indeed too condescending to use only this ordinary spear, but what kind of blade to use, Han Cheng did not think about it.

And Luo Shixin himself has nothing to like, the only thing he likes is the sledgehammer that he often smashes stones in turn.

And such a thing as a sledgehammer, fighting on the battlefield, is obviously not very suitable.

"Assemble!"

After resting for a while, Han Cheng came to the middle of the venue and shouted loudly.

The people of the Qingque Township Regiment who were resting, drinking, and chatting in the shade around the training ground immediately got up and walked away quickly, and in a few moments, they had already stood up according to the formation they had arranged before.

The venue, which had seemed a little noisy just now, immediately fell silent and silent.

But unlike before, this time everyone had a spear in their hands.

This is a habit that has been developed in these six or seven days.

In the morning, he ran and drilled, and in the first half of the morning, he trained in the queue, turned left and right, and the rest of the time he practiced the bayonet skills taught by Han Cheng with a spear.

The afternoon is also divided into two parts, the same upper part of the training queue, and the rest of the time to practice guns.

"Put the gun down and go over there and get a stick for one of you!"

Just when everyone was ready to continue stabbing at the straw man separately, Han Cheng gave such an order unexpectedly.

Everyone was puzzled, but after the past few days of training, they had initially developed the habit of obeying orders, so no one asked why, but acted according to Han Cheng's orders.

On the edge of the training ground, there were a few extra bundles of sticks in the morning, the length and thickness of which were not much different from the barrels of guns, and the surface was slippery.

At the beginning of training, Han Chengcheng arranged for some people in the Qingque Salt Farm to make it, in order to apply it to training.

After a while, everyone came back with a stick.

Everyone looked at this stick and was very strange, because one end of this stick was wrapped in cloth, and the cloth was black, and when they touched it, their hands were black, and they did not understand what the captain wanted to do with this strange thing.

"I've been assassinating straw men all this time, I'm afraid you big guys are already annoyed, right?"

After everyone stood still, Han Cheng smiled and said to everyone.

No one said anything, but their demeanor clearly showed that this was indeed the case.

"Now, I'm going to give you a fresh training method!"

Han Cheng raised his voice: "Do you see the stick in your hand?" Now, they're spears! The cloth wrapped around the stick is the tip of the gun, and the ash at the bottom of the pot wrapped in the cloth is equivalent to blood!

Wait a minute, I'm going to divide you into two teams and let you face each other in half a column of incense.

After that, look at the black indo on the team!

Black India is the loser, and when it comes time to eat, you have to wait for the winner to eat before you can go to eat!

And, wash the bowls for the winners! ”

"Knowing that many of you have been tired of these days of continuous training, you feel that you have already learned such simple things, and you don't need to train every day, tirelessly train.

Now, I'm going to give you a chance to take a look at your training and see how much you've mastered!

Many things are not spoken, nor are they what you think they are, but they are actually made! ”

After saying this, Han Chengcheng began to temporarily divide the team, one team led by Luo Shixin, and the other team led by Wei Chigong, and the two sides confronted.

"Kill!"

Luo Shixin shouted and stabbed the wooden stick wrapped in the cloth in his hand towards the opposite side.

Luo Shixin, this guy, definitely has a dual personality.

On weekdays, he looks silly and stupid, and it seems that anyone can bully twice, but when he arrives at the training ground, it is definitely like a different person, a fierce mess.

Many people who know his real age can't help but be stunned.