Zhang Wei was reborn, in a cliché way, in a cliché car accident. It's a pity that it's not the strong Han Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty, nor the otherworldly romance, but the Jinling Fengyue, on the banks of the Qinhuai River, and the year that I crossed over to is 1937.

Now he is the platoon commander of the first platoon of the 4th Company of the 2nd Battalion of the 3rd Regiment of the 2nd Infantry Brigade of the Teaching Corps.

Zhang Wei in his previous life was also a dead military house, and he also had a certain amount of research on the War of Resistance Against Japan, and the family "Zhang Wei" that he crossed by himself left quite rich conditions for the current Zhang Wei, 22 years old, three feet old in the wind, graduated from the Central Military Academy in the tenth phase, and was directly retained for the teaching corps because of his excellent grades. This guy's emotional intelligence is also very high, no matter whether he is a junior senior from Huangpu or an officer from the army, he can get along, plus he has a good military foundation, and the training results of the first platoon are also among the best, so he was quickly reused by his boss "Wu Zhong".

It has been 10 days since he came to this era, and Zhang Wei knows that marching and fighting is not as simple as playing on the Internet in his previous life.

Take the queue as an example, the training requirement of the teaching corps is 80 steps per minute! This is more than the seventy-five steps of the Japanese, and it seems that this elite unit is indeed not easy to advance, and there have been incidents of recruits committing suicide because they can't stand it. The rigor of the training is evident (although not so strict in other units).

In addition, live-ammunition shooting, sand table exercises, air defense and anti-poison exercises, and field training are also indispensable.

Zhang Wei looked at the row of soldiers who were resting at the end of training in the distance, looking at those simple and resolute faces and well-organized weapons, Zhang Wei's heart was full of pride: In his previous life, he could only fight with mouth guns, but now he can finally fight with real guns, this is my team and my soldiers, as long as I am here, don't think about it!

It's a pity that the fly in the ointment is that in the previous battle with the Japanese army in Shanghai, there were certain casualties in the first platoon, and the shortage of officers and soldiers killed in battle has been filled, but this equipment supplement is almost a problem, (the corps is expanding on a large scale, even if you are rich, you can't bear to expand the weapons of the six regiments in one go) The machine guns of the third squad have not yet been delivered.

Zhang Wei pulled out the 10-round bridge clip of the rapid-fire Mauser 1932, and the click-bolt was hung by the hammer with the groove in the tail, and Zhang Wei pulled the bolt again and released it again, and the bolt was reset again. "Original goods", Zhang Wei showed an idiot smile at the Mauser pistol.

"Platoon commander, the reward materials of the corps have been delivered", Deputy Platoon Commander He Kun shouted at the top of his voice. This is a typical soldier oil, the army is good at being easy-going and righteous, the last Zhang Wei graduated from the military academy a year ago, and he took care of him when he was interning in the next company. After becoming the platoon commander, He Kun was naturally promoted from the platoon attached (platoon commander's attaché) to the deputy platoon commander. He Kun does have some skills, and he does have a hand in the maintenance and use of ordnance.

"Let's go, let's see what's going on", Zhang Wei took He Kun to the cart that pulled the supplies. "Platoon leader, sent two boxes of cigarettes and half a black pig." Zhang Wei nodded: "He Kun, you take it, take someone to move away."

The treatment of the teaching corps was quite good, and when it was withdrawn from Shanghai, not only did the shortage of casualties be filled immediately, but the supply was also quite good. He Kun had to come over again: "Platoon commander, I heard that the robbers and beautiful smoke over there at the headquarters are all over the ground, and the black-haired big fat pigs in Dingyuan have bought hundreds of them, and the recruits from Huaiyin are also pulling cars and cars." Zhang Wei knocked him: "It's yours that you have already taken, don't think about anything else."

"Hehe, the platoon commander is wise, the platoon commander is wise", He Kun smiled, and the little Jiujiu in his heart was forgotten.

Zhang Wei sighed: "Have you sent weapons and ammunition?" The Czech light machine gun of the third squad was blown up in Shanghai, have you seen it?" He Kun shook his head: "Platoon commander, this time our corps has expanded into six regiments, becoming three brigades and nine regiments, and the artillery battalion and cavalry battalion will also be expanded into regiments, and weapons are also lacking.

Zhang Wei took out the Zeiss binoculars in his satchel, it's already November, wouldn't it be waiting for death if you don't send it over, the Japanese followed behind the troops coming down from Shanghai, and they were about to hit Nanjing, wouldn't a squad without a machine gun be looking for death. Zhang Wei seemed to have turned all his grievances into strength, and the lens of the telescope was polished.

He Kun couldn't say anything, so he could only sigh: "Okay, you go to the company to run more and urge, and you need more grenades and rifle bullets." Let's go down, by the way, call a few squad leaders, and see that the fight is about to start, and you can't lie down anymore."

It won't be long before the Japanese will come to the city, whether they can be saved, and how many people they can save, Zhang Wei doesn't know. At the very least, let the Japanese die a few more people, and let this platoon of brothers live a few more people.

If it comes, it will be safe, and if it comes, it will be fought.

He Kun's speed was still very fast, and the three squad leaders and the three deputy squad leaders quickly gathered over. Zhang Wei put down the binoculars and handed over a robber cigarette: "Today, I called everyone over to talk about the gains and losses of the Shanghai operation." ”

"Since you came back, you're almost a bird, so let's talk about it first." Hao Zhong, the leader of the first squad, is an Anhui student recruited in 35 years, with a lively brain, and is a primary school graduate, platoon commander: "This little devil is a ghost in war, especially a machine gun, he loves to fight short, and we have suffered a lot of losses." The others also followed Yinghe, and they all suffered a lot, and the original squad deputy was killed by the devil's light machine gun when he was blocking the Suzhou River.

Zhang Wei coughed lightly, and what he said was right: "Our soldiers, the machine gun is no worse than the devil but loves to fight, many people don't even know about point shooting, and that is, the shooting discipline and stabbing organization of riflemen, all of them must listen to the order of the squad leader before firing."

Of course, shooting is not a big problem for our teaching corps, but stabbing is a problem, the Germans do not pay attention to stabbing, so we are negligent in this aspect, but we must practice, each squad, to be divided into several combat groups, and to deal with one or two devils together when stabbing.

In the same way, assault and retreat must also be coordinated by small groups, and our Xiaolingwei barracks will have to become a battlefield sooner or later, and we will do the same when we train tomorrow, and we will also dig up and dig all the foxholes dug during the previous training. Understand no".

"In addition, the recruits who are replenished after returning from Shanghai must be brought well, so as not to make mistakes. Let's disperse."

Yes, row seats.

In the preparations for the Battle of Nanjing, the things in the platoon have been almost prepared, but the things that are xenophobic are even more tricky.

According to historical facts, the corps was responsible for the garrison of the Purple Mountain and the east of the city in the central region, but at the last moment, after the general retreat order was issued, the chief of staff Gui Yongqing fled from the battle, and the chief of staff Qiu Qingquan, a man, insisted on staying in command, but unfortunately he was unable to return to the sky. In the end, there were only about 4,000 officers and men who crossed the river and arrived at the assembly area (Chuxian County, Anhui).

Most of the remaining 7,000 people were killed in the melee between the Purple Mountain and the city walls. The Japanese army did give the teaching corps a pretty high evaluation. Should you cross the river as you did in history, or break through head-on?

That's it, listen to the order, but you have to break the devil's two teeth.

After the platoon is finished, now only the supervising troops have to train well, Xiaoling Weili, each platoon, each company, each battalion, each regiment, and tens of thousands of officers and soldiers of the corps are training desperately, and the killing sound is shocking, and the loss in Shanghai is not big, they don't know what they will face, but as soldiers, it is their duty to be a soldier and eat food, and it is an obligation to fight against the enemy. Whether it is a recruit or a veteran, or an officer and a soldier, all that can be done at this time is to train hard.