"I haven't used it, but I've seen it." Geng Chaozhong replied.

"Seen? Where did you see it? Lin Guixuan asked - this M1910 is a special gun for the military and police, and ordinary local troops can't see it at all, so it's amazing to see a big red nine.

"I worked as a police officer in Rehe for two years." Geng Chaozhong replied.

"Oh, no wonder." Lin Guizhou nodded, Rehe is the territory of the Northeast Army, and the Feng Army has imported a batch of weapons from Germany and Russia, and the equipment is better than that of the Central Army.

Lin Guizhou glanced at Geng Chaozhong a few more times, and saw that this person's expression was quite calm, not like those hairy soldiers who had just entered the school, so he asked again: "How old are you?" ”

"23 years old." Geng Chaozhong replied.

"Well, you're not young, and many people in the seventh issue aren't as old as you."

Huangpu's current age requirement for new students is 18-23 years old, and the seventh phase was admitted two years ago, and indeed many people are not as old as Geng Chaozhong.

Lin Guixuan turned around and walked back to the podium.

Geng Chaozhong sat back with a calm face.

His current identity was arranged by Dai Li.

In his hometown of Hebei, he worked as a policeman in Rehe for two years, and because of his outstanding performance, he was favored by the Fuxing Society, and was sponsored to come to the Huangpu Military Academy to study the military police, and continued to work in Hebei after graduation - to put it bluntly, it is a bit of a meaning entrusted by later generations to train.

After the Great War in the Central Plains, the establishment of intelligence agencies in the northern region became the top priority of the Nationalist Government. At Dai Li's suggestion, a large number of students were recruited from the northern provinces in the ninth phase, and then those who were politically qualified and militarily capable were selected as the backbone of the Fuxing Society, and returned to the local area to establish the special service of the Fuxing Society.

As a special specialty that specializes in cultivating future intelligence personnel, the Gendarmerie Section has the special feature of the Military Police Section, and many of the students who come here are elites selected by the political training departments of various military units, or they are talents recommended by the police system in various localities, and they are generally older, and only a little more than one-third of them really have no social experience or work experience at all.

Therefore, Geng Chaozhong's identity is not conspicuous in the gendarmerie department, at least, among the more than 50 people here, it is not conspicuous.

"Everyone," Lin Guixuan on the podium swept his eyes down the stage and spoke:

"I know that some of you are from the army, some are from the police system, and some are the sons and nephews of the old Whampoa, which are different from the eighteen or nineteen-year-old hairy young men in the infantry department and the traffic department.

However, Huangpu has the rules of Huangpu, even if you used to be the director of the local area, the commissioner of the political training department, and your father is an old qualification in Baoding, you are just an ordinary soldier when you come here, don't be too high!

In the first phase of Huangpu, the youngest was only 16 years old, and the oldest Lin Hu was already 39 years old, and many of them had already dragged their families to start a family, but for the revolutionary cause, no one shouted bitterness, no one shouted tiredness, and no one said that they were different from others!

Whampoa is a school and an army, and the army has the discipline of the army, and no one can be special, do you understand?! ”

"Understood!" The audience replied with a bang.

Geng Chaozhong smiled, lowered his head, and continued to work hard.

After the second class in the morning, that is, at noon dinner time, Geng Chaozhong, Hao Kefu, and Guo Xiao first took a companion, and one of them carried a porcelain basin in his hand, and walked to the canteen together.

Hao Kefu glanced at Geng Chaozhong a few times and said with a smile: "Old Fang, you are 23 years old, and you don't look that old?!" If you look at Xiaoxian, he is also 23 years old, and he looks like 32. ”

"Alas, there's no way, grab the medicine every day and weigh the medicine, can you not grow old fast?" Guo Xiaoxian sighed and glanced at Hao Kefu, "It's not like your family, you can open the door every day to make money, it's too easy to make money!" ”

Geng Chaozhong listened for a long time and finally understood, Guo Xiaoxian's family opened a pharmacy, and Hao Kefu's family opened a hostel.

"Oh yes, Fang Tu, what does your family do?" Guo Xiao asked first.

"My family! Don't mention it at home....... Born in the countryside, he was robbed by soldiers when he was a child, and his parents were ....... Then I followed my uncle to Rehe, and I worked as a policeman for two years, and my uncle also had tuberculosis, and he lost his ........ last year" Geng Chaozhong's face was full of pain.

"I'm sorry," Guo Xiaoxian's face showed a little apology, "We really have nothing to say about the border of Hebei, my father also moved his family to Tianjin because of the military accident before, and opened a Chinese medicine shop to live." ”

Then he glanced at Hao Kefu again, "Kefu's family is not much better, his family's Datong Hotel, the old father is left alone, and his legs and feet are not convenient, Kefu will go again, and he will guard a small broken inn every day, this day is ......"

Hao Kefu was saddened by Guo Xiaoxian's words, and couldn't help but have a little red circles in his eyes, and when he saw Geng Chaozhong's sympathetic gaze, he couldn't help glaring at Guo Xiaoxian, and said:

"Okay, don't talk about that. In this world, we are all counting on a good life. If you look at the old side, that's miserable. ”

Geng Chaozhong couldn't help but touch his nose and thought: Is it miserable?

.......

A few weeks passed quickly, and Geng quickly adapted to life at the military academy.

Of course, it wasn't that difficult for him. Except for the fact that time is a little tight and there are a lot of courses to be tutored, the rest of the situation, such as the smell of stinky feet in the dormitory at night, and the snoring sound one after another when sleeping, everything is so familiar to Geng Chaozhong, as if he has returned to the old days of school.

What's more, I got to know many classmates and teachers, especially a few classmates from Hebei, and even established a small group in secret, called the Hebei Revolutionary Military Association.

Of course, Geng Chaozhong is a soy sauce presence in this group, and he sits there every day and listens attentively to Guo Xiaoxian's speech, talking about the despicability and shamelessness of the warlords, talking about the wolf ambitions of the Japanese invaders, and of course, the communist wife of ** is indispensable.

However, Geng Chaozhong immediately ushered in the first challenge after entering the school:

Foundation course exams.

The day before the exam, Geng Chaozhong remembered that he had been patronizing and reviewing this month, and he didn't know what the level of his classmates around him was.

With the foundation laid by Shi Lu before, the four courses of military system, tactics, weapons, and transportation, Geng Chaozhong has basically memorized it this month, but the biggest question is, how many points do you have to score to be considered excellent, but you must not be the first?

Geng Chaozhong had a little headache.

This is the first exam after the opening of the military academy, who has good grades and who has poor grades, there was no reference at all before, Geng Chaozhong wanted to break his head, and he couldn't figure out how much to take the test to be just right.

There are two biggest references in front of you:

But Guo Xiao is naturally addicted to politics and community communication, and his grades should not be too good.

Although Hao Kefu has always worked hard, Geng Chaozhong asked him a few questions, and he answered at most one and a half, which was obviously inferior to himself.

Headache, really headache.

By the way, didn't Qu Leheng say when he came that there was an entrance exam when he first entered the school? I haven't had time to participate, and no one has ever mentioned it to me, so this time I just went to take a test, and by the way, I asked others about their general level.

After inquiring about the location of the Academic Affairs Office, Geng Chaozhong hurriedly ran over, but was quickly blasted back by the instructor wearing glasses - it's going to be an official exam, you come here to find out? Why don't you save up until you graduate?

Geng Chaozhong is helpless, it's really inconvenient to not have a college entrance examination these years! I don't even know how high the level of others is!