"Three disciplines, eight attentions~~preparation~~~ sing!"

When the morning sun spreads on the vast snowy fields of Siberia, near the small cabin near the Trans-Siberian Railway, there is a loud singing, the melody is very exciting, that is, the singer is a little thinner, which makes the momentum much weaker, because there is only one real singer, that is, the miscellaneous hard labor transferred from the Siberian prisoner of war camp, Stuttenberg!

It has been more than a week since they were trained by military training when they first met, and Stuttenberg was "tortured" by the Tang Company Commander in front of him almost every day.

When the sky dawned, the Tang company commander started and began to sing all kinds of revolutionary songs of the Chinese army, even if he couldn't sing it, he had to follow along, even if he couldn't sing it for a while, he had to shout out a tune, otherwise he didn't say a word, and then ran more than a dozen laps before starting the meal. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After breakfast, it is the time of voluntary labor, that is, to pull some firewood, carry some goods, but nothing, the most exciting thing for Stuttberg is the next military training, standing in a military posture, walking in unison, walking, running, crawling, military fisting, fighting bayonets, and of course, singing military songs everywhere, all in all, at the end of the day, Stuttberg will be as tired as a dead dog, fall asleep on the bed!

Do you have a temper? Naturally, it was full of anger, but in the case of people fighting for knives and fish and meat, Stuttenberg didn't dare to have any crooked ideas, and wanted to use his name as the chief engineer of the Sixth Engineering Academy of the Third Reich to suppress Bai Yi and others, so as to be able to give him better treatment.

But Bai Yi was surprised by his identity when he first met, and he didn't even pay attention to him at all at other times, even if he met, it was the momentum of an officer meeting a soldier, especially the sentence "I'm optimistic about you, little ghost!" "It's so bad that Stuttberg can't wait to find a crack in the ground every time.

Who is he? The chief engineer of the Sixth Engineering Academy of the Third Reich and the winner of the "Führer's Brooch" has a pride in his bones, and if others don't know, forget it, just like the more than five years in the Siberian labor camp, under his deliberate concealment, the Soviets did not know his true identity at all, and the treatment was naturally not much better.

As the so-called ignorant is not to blame, he is a top expert, and it is impossible for him to be so small-minded that he cares, but Bai Yi and Tang Jixian are different, knowing his identity, and calling him around as a small soldier, it is even more uncomfortable than grabbing him by the neck and slapping him wildly more than a dozen times.

So one evening, Stuttenberg finally couldn't help it, and the accumulated anger came to Bai Yi to erupt repeatedly, for a whole hour, Stuttenberg can be described as a sound vibrating roof tiles, spitting everywhere, from the origin of mankind to the end of World War II, from the "Declaration of Human Rights" to the "Yalta Agreement", in short, it is to express a core idea: he is a first-class expert with high morality, you must have a consciousness and attitude towards experts.

However, what Stottenberg never expected was that his declaration was delicious and dry, but Bai Yi and Tang Jixian, who were in front of him, looked at him like fools, and just when he was puzzled, Bai Yi's fluttering words crushed all of Stuttenberg's strengths: "If you don't want to, I'll send you back to the labor camp tomorrow, let's get together and disperse!" ”

Just such a sentence is like a hammer, directly smashing Stottenberg's glass heart to pieces and returning to the labor camp? Just kidding, although this place is not respected, and every day of military training is as difficult as peeling skin, at least it is well fed, warmly dressed, and comfortable.

Tang Jixian, Company Commander Tang was very strict during training, and the punishment was not emotional, but at most, it was just for you to run a few more kilometers and stand in a military posture for half an hour, but there was no kind of corporal punishment that was fist-to-flesh, in short, it was worse than the pigs and dogs in the previous labor camp, and the precarious life was not much better, unless the head was really squeezed by the door, so I went back regardless of it.

In desperation, Stottenberg relented, and that night he was punished for two full hours of standing in a military posture before he was allowed to eat. Since that night, Stuttenberg finally figured out one thing, although he misunderstood Bai Yi and others on the day they first met, they didn't regard him as a crucial expert.

Although the Chinese young man named Bai Yi knew the meaning of the "Führer's Brooch", it was nothing more, after all, in the eyes of a professional soldier, the bloody warriors were the most important, and as for the experts who hid in the distant rear, they were basically dispensable.

Even in the German army, which had a high level of professionalism during World War II, there were many similar conservative ideas, not to mention the Chinese army, which had not even achieved the most basic modernization? What's more, he did not have no dealings with the Chinese army in his early years, it was in the thirties more than ten years ago, when China and Germany had a short honeymoon period.

At that time, Stuttenberg, who was only in his thirties, was hired by the Nationalist Government as a military technical adviser and came to China with the German military advisory group in China.

Among them, there are many people who are highly educated, and can even talk with him excitedly all night long about Goethe and Beethoven, but they do not know much about technology, compared to them, they are more concerned about the number of troops and the number of guns, which is attributed by Stuttenberg to the continuation of the division of the scholar, peasant, industrial and commercial classes in the Chinese feudal era, that is, there is not much interest in the field of technology that really promotes development!

Presumably, Bai Yi should also have such thoughts, otherwise how could he treat himself like this? It seems that it really responds to the Chinese proverb, Xiucai meets soldiers, and he can't tell it clearly!

So, Stuttenberg accepted his fate, although Bai Yi is a little tired here, it is better than being in a labor camp, as long as there is hope of living, who doesn't want to live well, Stuttenberg is the same, not to mention that he doesn't need to do anything against his will here, as for the harsh military training, he should exercise his body.

As soon as he accepted his fate, the results of military training were so sluggish that the Soviet soldiers in the labor camps passing back and forth frequently gave a thumbs up to their Chinese comrades, praising the good training of German prisoners of war, so that Tang Jixian's mouth was almost to the root of his ears in the past few days, and with the appearance of honor, even Stuttberg felt a sense of pride in his heart......

Soon "Three Disciplines, Eight Attentions" was sung, and Stuttenberg disbanded as usual, and then took out a sleigh from behind the wooden house, put on six dogs, and followed Tang Jixian to the woods not far away to collect firewood. ”

"He? Busy! ”

"Busy?"

"Yes, there is a weapons and equipment project in China that has encountered difficulties, and I wrote to him to help, it seems that it is a matter of ammunition charge and propellant, anyway, it is very troublesome!"

Stuttenberg was stunned when he heard this, and after a long time, he asked in surprise: "The commissioner knows how to charge ammunition and propellant?" ”

"Huh, what? Think that only you know in this world, and you don't allow others to understand? Let's be honest with you, with your little skills, it's really not enough to see in front of our commissioner! Tang Jixian said very proudly, accompanied by that demeanor of contempt for everything, that forced style was simply blowing up the sky......