The essence of war is to first preserve strength, then use the resources in one's hands to deal with the enemy's weaknesses, overcome the enemy's weaknesses with one's own strengths, constantly consume the enemy's vital forces, and finally achieve victory.

And in the face of the artillery with the advantage of the devils, the only thing that can save life is the fortifications, except for the guerrillas, of course, besides, the devils will not pull the cannon to pursue the guerrillas in the mountains, there is no need.

But the three dogs are the regular army, the national defense force, it is impossible to easily give up the territory and fight guerrilla warfare with the devils, there must be a frontal confrontation, and that frontal confrontation must have fortifications, and the enemy will naturally have superior artillery to attack and destroy.

As long as the enemy's artillery fire is over, the rest will be relatively easy to handle, and the devil's light weapons are not very different from the current Chinese regular army, as long as the quality of individual soldiers is raised, supplemented by the sea of people and the spirit of daring to fight, there will still be a battle with the devil.

Therefore, Sangou specially pulled the Seventh Company, a group of recruits who had been tortured into black by the dog-legged Xiucai Radish and them, to the outskirts of Jingzhou, camped under a hill, and began fortification training.

First there were all kinds of foxholes, machine gun positions, and small artillery positions, but now there are no mortars, and they have to be dug up, in case there is one day, be prepared.

Then dig a traffic trench to connect the positions of each foxhole and each firepower point, make a fuss on the traffic trench, dig a drainage ditch below, dig a skirmish hole next to it, and dig a bunker, a hiding hole, an ammunition room, etc. downward.

Then there are all kinds of obstacles in front of the position, preset mines, trick mines, horse pits, and finally tank trenches, etc., and these recruits, who used to play with guns and knives all day long, have now become groundhogs, coolies digging earth.

And the standard of the three dogs is getting higher and higher, and the speed of the requirements is getting faster and faster, in order to let the recruits experience the taste of the battlefield, the three dogs pulled the cooking class over, and all the people in the company lived in the position, no matter whether it was windy or rainy, they were not allowed to return to the camp.

When the first spring rain came with the rolling spring thunder, the weather was still cold, and everyone was drenched in the freezing rain, so they had to speed up and work hard to warm themselves.

Everyone lit a fire at night, dried the bunkers and foxholes, and put on a raincoat for one night, and it was the turn of those who stood guard, whether it was a bright post or a secret whistle, to be suddenly visited by the three dogs.

If the light and dark sentinel did not find the three dogs or the doglegs, and they were "assassinated", then they were waiting for severe punishment.

Seeing that it was slippery and wet in the mud, Sangou just asked the whole company to practice firing when he heard the gunshot, and if he was lying down, he would be hit hard on the buttocks.

Sangou also learned from Lao Hei, took some empty cartridges to scare them, picked up a pistol and shot them above their heads, and finally even had the machine gunner practice live ammunition on the top of their heads.

The recruits cursed the devilish Three Dogs as they crawled through the mud streaked with toilet feces and urine on their heads.

Sangou also took great pains to invite a few medical soldiers and stretcher soldiers to prevent anyone from being shot, which made the recruits feel like they were on the battlefield.

A few people were so scared that their crotches were wet, but fortunately, it was a rainy day, and as soon as they came up in the mud, everyone was like a mud monkey, and they couldn't see it.

For more than a month, everyone went around this hill, during which Commander Zhang and Battalion Commander Liu also came to visit with great interest, walked into the hill, and saw the hill that was about to be hollowed out, and nodded in surprise.

This Sangou, who used to be a contractor, is so good at digging holes, and the design and quality of this pit are more professional than many sappers.

There are also multi-angle firepower points, which cover and cross each other, and it seems that as long as the company of Sangou is given enough ammunition and food, in this hill, even in the face of the enemy surrounded on all sides, it can be defended for several months.

However, although the Chinese army defended more and attacked less against the devils, it did not mean that it would not attack at all, and if it had an advantage in the local space, it would still be attacked.

A war that relies on stubborn defense alone is a draw at best, and if you want to win, you have to attack it.

So, Sangou divided the company into two halves, half of them defended, and the other half of them attacked, and then attacked and defended and transposed, and then came.

In this way, the offensive and defensive sides are forced to fight wits and courage, and constantly discover new problems, new experiences, and new solutions in the process of attacking and defending.

It's already like this, Sangou still doesn't let go of these poor recruits, after the positional offensive and defensive battle, it is a sports war, and the sports war, as the name suggests, is to move.

The physical energy that I used to run in reserve is now fully utilized, but now I am increasing the amount, carrying five kilometers or ten kilometers of weight, and I will not stop every day.

Regardless of recruits and veterans, whether they are officers or soldiers, they all have to participate, and Sangou himself also carries his backpack, is fully armed, and runs at the front of the team.

The boss ran away with his life, and the younger brothers in the back were embarrassed to grind foreign workers, but Sangou said that he was a company commander, but he was actually young, and now he was twenty-one years old, which was the peak of a person's physical fitness.

Moreover, after the baptism of blood and fire in the Great War, Sangou knows that running is simply the most basic requirement for infantry, you are an infantryman, you can't do it physically, what is it called infantry.

After the Battle of Songhu began, from Luodian in Shanghai, to Qingpu, Kunshan, Wangting, and later from Qinglongshan to Chunhua Town to Nanjing, they all relied on their own feet to measure step by step.

During this period, if you can't run or walk, it is equivalent to sitting with your hands tied and waiting to die, so in sports warfare, life is to run out, and winning is also to run out.

Sports warfare is not just about being able to run, after running to the destination, the three dogs threw off their backpacks, picked up the sapper shovel and dug, and ordered to go down, within half an hour, a foxhole that can be hidden, everyone.

When I went, most of the people were about to vomit blood, and they had to dig holes, which was simply sick, but the veterans knew the importance of this, and without saying a word, they took out their tools and dug with their lives.

Before half an hour came, Sangou dug his own foxhole first, and then took the sapper shovel and walked around, and when the time came, everyone had to stop.

Go to the foxholes one by one, and jump down all the pits you dug yourself, and those who meet the standards come up and rest, and those who do not meet the standards continue to dig to the standard depth.

Then these people go to dig the stove of the cooking class, fetch water for cooking, serve the uncles who are still resting, wash their feet, serve them food and vegetables, and finally, it is their turn.

This kind of thing is obviously an "insult" to people, especially in this group of people, there are squad and platoon leaders and veterans, and they can't lift their heads.

Next time, no matter who it is, they are all digging holes with their lives, they are all people with hands and feet, and no one wants to be looked down upon.

Of course, on the training ground, Sangou was cold-blooded and ruthless, even if he felt sorry for these children who had just left the house, they were all seventeen or eighteen years old.

Some are even younger, only fifteen or sixteen years old, and they have to do these kinds of work that are not human, and do these kinds of work that even adults are uncomfortable with.

But when he thought of the cruelty and ruthlessness on the battlefield, Sangou's heart that had just softened became ruthless again, with a straight face, and kept urging them to increase and accelerate.