Captain Cotton, if he is given such a nickname in an army, it is definitely not a shameful thing.

However, Yue Siliang himself really didn't care about these strange words. Whether he will fight or not is not up to others, but to the heads of the enemies.

Fame is such a thing, it's important, but if you don't take it seriously, then it's not. In such a turbulent era, strength is what really matters more than things like fame. Just let those people say strange things, as long as the commander and the boss know what kind of person he is.

The reason why Yue Siliang was able to see so clearly and live so clearly is indeed related to his experience. After all, the mental age of fifty years old is enough for him to think through a lot of things.

When he first came to 1910, in fact, Yue Siliang's heart was also confused.

A college student who had just graduated chose to go down to the grassroots level in the countryside to become a village official in his twenties, and his outstanding work performance made his future look particularly bright.

However, everything changed in the summer of that year, when seven days and nights of torrential rain flooded houses and fields, and all the embankments were washed down. So in that July, there was a martyr who died; At the same time, a little young master was added to the big households in Baoding more than 100 years ago.

At the best age, he spilled his blood on his job, and after reincarnation, he came to such a war-torn era, Yue Siliang once struggled with what he could do in such an era. It's just that what he didn't expect was that he finally embarked on such a road full of thorns and bumps but destined to be brilliant.

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"Don't talk about this, you can't help but talk weirdly. Our group is having a good time, and other people are naturally hot, so let them just go. But you kid, if you don't think about how to train the people under your hands all day long, you know that I am gossiping? ”

Yue Siliang's words shrank Lei Zi's neck and smiled wryly.

"How can it, those boys call me like a tiger lamb. As long as there is a battle, I guarantee that the guard squad will fight ten by one! ”

Hearing Yue Siliang ask about training, Lei Zi's eyebrows fluttered at that time. Of course, he did have the confidence to say this, and he was able to run to Zhangjiawan in half an hour from the dirt slope outside the sheephorn platform, which was by no means something that ordinary soldiers could do. In fact, for the guard class, Yue Siliang had already started to train it before the Long March. After several consecutive battles, the guard squad went to the chaff, and it can be said that all the soldiers left behind were soldiers of a hundred battles.

"Well, that's good. But it's still the same sentence, it's not a skill to dare to fight and kill. After all, you will have to learn to use your brains in the midst of war. I'm not asking you to be death squads, our enemies in the future will be much stronger than the central army and the local warlords.

Even now, if you charge on the battlefield, if you are opposite a group of sharpshooters like the two strongmen, can you be confident that you will survive their roll call? Learning knowledge is still essential. ”

Yue Siliang's words made Lei Zi's face bitter at that time, it was not that he couldn't understand Yue Siliang's words, but the things that Yue Siliang asked them to learn were too many and too miscellaneous, and now it was quite difficult for them to recognize all the words on the booklet that Yue Siliang gave. In desperation, he had no choice but to change the subject.

"Captain, we bought back several pieces of thick fat two days ago. The soldiers of the cooking squad have soaked all the oil, and a lot of oil residue has been leaked, so they will improve your food when they eat at noon? ”

Speaking of this, Lei Zi himself couldn't help but swallow his saliva secretly. It's rare for them to eat a little meat all year round, and it's already rare to be able to eat a bite of oil residue. The bite was full of fat, and the fragrance that went straight to his head, he was about to bleed just thinking about it.

Yue Siliang did not deny Lei Zi's proposal, nodded lightly and said at the same time.

"Okay, when the time comes, you can go to the cooking class and have a look, and if there are enough of them, try to give every soldier a bite. It's been so long that it's time for your stomach to be filled with oil. And ......"

As soon as Yue Siliang's words were halfway through, Lei Zi took it.

"When the lard is still set, add a little salt to it and let it sit for a long time. This thing is a treasure, and when I eat a fragrant meal of lard and rice every once in a while, I have the energy to fight. ”

Lei Zi said as he shook his head and pretended to learn to speak with Yue Siliang deeply, which was also one of the few "classic quotations" that Yue Siliang had said when he first became the commander of the Seventeenth Regiment. At the beginning, when Yue Siliang was carefully admonishing the cooking class, he was so shocked that the people in the regiment almost fell off, and they were all wondering how old this regiment leader was, and he had to ask about the trivial matter of even a bucket of lard. However, after a long time, everyone in the group felt the change, and although Yue Siliang's behavior of "settling small accounts" did not seem decent, it was really effective. As long as they can stand in one place for a certain period of time, their 17th Regiment will definitely be the first to recover.

"Stinky boy, it's getting bigger and smaller, isn't it?"

Yue Siliang laughed and scolded on Lei Zi's head, and looked at the way this kid covered his mouth and snickered, Yue Siliang also laughed. The two of them walked out of the village one after the other. Zhangjiawan Town is said to be a town, but it is actually larger than ordinary villages, and there is an earthen wall about one person high outside the village.

When you walk out of the village, the first thing you see is the large farmland around the village. In June, the day of clearing the land has begun, and the villagers are all busy working on the land. Seeing this scene, Yue Siliang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, fortunately, they defeated the enemy twice in a row at the beginning of winter last year, so that there were no major conflicts until now, and the production of the villagers was not delayed. Speaking of which, his main job in the last life was basically to focus on agricultural production, and the village where he lived did not have a large population, and that village mainly relied on the cultivation of high-yield cash crops as its main source of income. So he can be said to be very familiar with these things between Qianmo.

In the fields, in addition to the figures of these fellow villagers, you can also see the figures of the soldiers of their 17th regiment. This is arranged by Yue Siliang, in this era of zero mechanization of agriculture, if you want to improve efficiency, you can only maximize the rational use of manpower. At the same time, it can also be said that it is a glorious tradition for the team to let the soldiers help the villagers to produce.

Seeing Yue Siliang appear on the ground, Li Jie, the commander of the third battalion who was organizing production, immediately ran over to report his work. Yue Siliang only asked a few symbolic questions, and then waved Li Jie back to his post, and he would check the work of the whole regiment every night. A pretentious examination like this didn't seem to him to make much sense.

The three battalions of the 17th Regiment were divided into three parts by Yue Siliang, one battalion was responsible for the garrison; One battalion is responsible for daily training; There is also a battalion that carries out production without disrupting the establishment. It then rotates on a seven-day cycle.

Under such an arrangement, the entire Zhangjiawan can be said to be splashed by the water operated by Yue Siliang, and it is running at high speed.

The two of them circled the town before returning to the regimental headquarters. At this time, Wang Shuangyin, the deputy of the 17th Regiment, and Bai Lin, the commander of the 1st battalion, had been waiting for Yue Si for a while.

When Yue Siliang walked into the regiment headquarters, the two of them were leaning over the table and carefully drawing on the battle map.

"Commander."

When they saw him, the two of them immediately saluted.

didn't say anything, Yue Siliang did it directly. The eyes fell on the map that the two had modified.

"Regiment commander, just now the sentry in front of you came back twice in a row to report: the enemy of Giethoorn has retreated, and the entire Giethoorn has been relinquished. At the same time, there was no stagnation in the process of retreating, and judging from the current intelligence, it should be planned to completely withdraw to Taibai Town. ”

Bai Lin was the first to report that it was the first battalion that was responsible for the guard patrol at the front.

Yue Siliang nodded with satisfaction, and the results of Lei Zigang's investigation of the first battalion had arrived as soon as he sent the information. This reaction speed is already up to his requirements.

Instead of thinking about these things, Yue Siliang turned all his attention to the map. Now he's going to think about things in the big picture.

Although he said that Zhang Shaomarshal was quite unbearable in his mouth, Yue Siliang had never despised the enemy. The troops in the hands of Zhang and Yang are not fish belly. If the enemy was simply scared, it would be impossible for him to make the foolish act of voluntarily giving up the forward position of the sheep's horn.

As a military commander, he can't point to the commanders on the opposite side as fools, and this matter itself is stupid.

"It seems that this Zhang Shaoshuai may have already begun to make contact with us, and this retreat is likely to be a gesture of goodwill.

It shouldn't be a few months before that incident, so I should have prepared for it. ”

Looking at the red and blue markers on the map, Yue Siliang muttered.

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