If there is any difference between Zhu Hongsan's team and the team of this era, it is that the military discipline is strict. Military discipline was so strict that it was even stipulated that you should brush your teeth and wash your feet every day and take a shower every three days. Ma Rufeng also spent time in the boot camp, and he knew these rules and regulations very carefully, and Ma Rufeng also complained in his heart at the beginning, too much, but after getting used to it, he found that it was uncomfortable not to clean himself every day.

Therefore, Ma Rufeng's first task for the 5,000 recruits was hygiene. The tattered clothes and shoes and hats that the recruits wore when they entered the camp were forcibly replaced, piled together, and burned clean, and then let them go into the newly built bathhouse, where they brushed each other up and down with brushes and soap. Then they were given a set of military uniforms transported from Dongguan.

Of course, these militiamen could not issue formal military uniforms with red and blue, but coarse cloth clothes made in a centralized manner, but in this way, the recruits were also very satisfied, and they did not expect to wear new clothes.

Ma Rufeng stood on the playground with his hands behind his back, and after watching these recruits come out of the bathhouse, he stood in a mess like this. Some people are dazed, some people are depressed, and some people are excited, as if they have arrived at some interesting place, they only know that they are here to be trained, as for what the training content is, what the future life will be, no one has a clear concept in their hearts.

Ma Rufeng shook his head, picked up the tin horn beside him, raised it in front of him and said loudly: "Everyone listen, put down the backpack, half a pillar of incense time, and line up a column for Lao Tzu in a group of fifty people." Those who don't finish by the time will be punished, one person will not be arranged, the whole team will be punished, and one team will not be lined up, and all will be punished! Begin! ”

A hundred non-commissioned officers standing on the edge of the playground rushed in with sticks at this time and beat the recruits indiscriminately. There was chaos on the playground. Although they don't quite understand what a column is and why they should be punished if they can't line up well, it is obvious that it is not a good thing to be punished, and they still have to work hard to line up anyway.

In the chaos, some people pushed and shoved, some shouted loudly, and some people silently counted their heads to see which group they should join. Ma Rufeng looked at all this coldly, and had no intention of commanding or interfering.

The time of half a pillar of incense passed quickly, and there was not even a single line lined up on the beach, and there were only a few teams of people who could gather alone according to the number of people specified by Ma Rufeng, and the others were still spinning around like headless flies without finding a direction.

"It's time!" Ma Rufeng loudly announced the end of this farce, went down the gangway to the beach, pulled out a group that had already divided the number of people and lined up the fifty people according to the column, and then picked up the iron horn again and said loudly: "This is the column of fifty people, and then give you half a pillar of incense time, arrange it like this, and if you can't do it, the punishment will be doubled!" ”

This time, the recruits did not disappoint Ma Rufeng anymore, and the speed of the queue after having the template also increased a lot, and soon the second and third teams were lined up next to the first column...... Before the timer was over, the arrangement of a hundred columns was completed.

"Remember that the people who are in the same team as you now, the next time you are asked to line up, there will be no more time for half a pillar of incense!" Ma Rufeng looked around at the group of recruits, and said in a deep tone: "The next time is your punishment!" ”

The cowering recruits did not wait for the imaginary punishment of the baton, they were just asked to keep doing a strange maneuver that the horse commander called "push-ups". At least half of them have completed less than twenty reps and are already unable to support their bodies, and those who can really struggle to complete the fifty push-ups required by Ma Rufeng are simply rare.

However, after doing fifty strokes, it did not end there, and the recruits were asked by Ma Rufeng to run circles around the area he had demarcated in the column just now. The playground has not been cleaned for decades, so Ma Rufeng only roughly estimated a circle about four or five hundred meters long for the recruits to run. At the beginning of the second lap, some people gradually fell behind, and in the third lap, there was already a phenomenon of falling to the ground, so anxious that Ma Rufeng sighed for a long time, and had to terminate the punishment in advance. Through this simple physical fitness test, Ma Rufeng found that the physique of these recruits is really uneven, and I am afraid that it will take some time to recuperate for a large amount of training.

"There's no way, I can't eat hot tofu after all! I can only start from the basic queue. Ma Rufeng was forced by reality and could only give up his original training plan to prepare physical fitness and basic tactics together. It's not that he was in a hurry, but that Zhang Jiayu asked him to train this group of people as soon as possible, or at least to train a group of personnel who can help maintain local law and order.

Ma Rufeng first had to use training to dispel the recruits' personal consciousness and make them understand the importance of obedience and discipline, and platoon training was an effective training method to achieve this goal. Although there was a lot of criticism about platoon training in later generations, some people even thought that it was not a proper job to kick the troops who walked in the queue all day long, and practicing these skills was useless on the battlefield. People who say such things often do not have experienced military life, and do not realize that platoon training can directly and effectively erase personal consciousness, and mentally make soldiers quickly accustomed to obeying orders, strictly observing discipline, and valuing teamwork, and these qualities are the basis of a qualified soldier. Only a unit that is ordered and forbidden can be talked about combat effectiveness. As for lonely heroes like Governor Shi and Uncle Shi, they only exist in the movie, and in reality, this kind of joke who dares to stand up and fire a gun in the crossfire is really not too fast.

Although the drill of the queue can effectively hone the quality of the soldiers, it is indeed a very boring thing, and after just over an hour, Ma Rufeng felt that his voice gradually became hoarse, and he had to temporarily hand over the command task to the deputy.

As soon as the recruit training began, there was a large-scale phenomenon of left and right in the queue, and Ma Rufeng roared at the top of his throat for a long time without receiving particularly good results. In the end, it was only by the smart people who made a move and tied a cloth belt on the left leg of all the recruits as a sign that solved this long-standing problem.

By the time of the noon break, most of the recruits were so tired that they couldn't straighten their waists, and for them, they never thought that being a soldier eating food was much more tiring than cultivating wasteland, and they kept obeying orders to turn left and right all morning, walking around. This kind of training may not seem to be physically demanding at first glance, but it requires enough energy to maintain for a long time, because if you turn in the wrong direction, the whole team will be punished for it, which is not a joke. These people had never had such an experience before, and after this half-day of training, the mental and physical fatigue was quite serious.

However, after the lunch was delivered, the morale of the gang had recovered a little. Lunch is a staple food mixed with sweet potatoes and rice, although the taste is not good, but fortunately, the quantity is enough, the tube is full, Zhang Jiayu shipped tens of thousands of tons of sweet potatoes from Dongguan, enough for these recruits to eat for a year. The dishes are the same, stewed cabbage slices with pork bones, and there is no limit. These recruits are all refugees who have traveled thousands of miles south, and those who have eaten these on the road may not be able to eat such meals in their hometowns before. The recruits smiled from ear to ear when they saw the steaming meal.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ma Rufeng also lectured these recruits again: "You all remember that who gave you what you are wearing and what you are eating in your mouth!" If you want to be well fed and clothed in the future, give Lao Tzu a good practice! If anyone can't bear this hardship and wants to slip away, hurry up after eating this meal, Lao Tzu doesn't want that kind of girl who is afraid of hardship and tiredness! ”

Perhaps it was this sumptuous lunch that saved morale, or perhaps it was Ma Rufeng's vulgar reprimand that played a role, and the effect of the afternoon training was indeed significantly improved. By sunset, the recruits had finally mastered the basics of walking in unison, standing still, and turning left and right, and the number of turns in the wrong direction was much less than before. After dinner, everyone was gathered together for an evening cultural lesson.

It is said that it is a cultural class, but in fact, the content of this lesson is not to teach them to read and write, but a brainwashing class set by Zhu Hongsan.

In addition, the singing of military songs is also one of the most effective means of cultural indoctrination. The first song that Ma Rufeng prepared for them was Zhu Hongsan's shameless plagiarism of the "March of the Chinese People's Liberation Army" that had been sung in the army for decades by later generations, just to avoid unnecessary trouble, some of the words were modified, for example, a certain lyric mentioning the great leader was changed to "The banner of the Ming Dynasty is flying high", and the "comrades" in the lyrics were all changed to "comrades-in-arms". This melodic and catchy military song obviously touched this group of young people who were in the prime of their blood, and whether they remembered the lyrics or not, they all roared happily to the melody sung by the commander.

After the one-and-a-half-hour cultural class, Ma Rufeng asked each team to hold its own training summary meeting for the day, and Ma Rufeng, as the chief instructor, took turns to observe the summary and selection process of these teams. After such a day of training, the members of each team also have a preliminary understanding of each other, and at this time, you can roughly see which people are more capable.

After the election, Ma Rufeng ordered the squad to return to the camp to rest. No barracks have yet been built in the current training camp, and everyone, including Ma Rufeng, can only live in military tents. However, the recruits apparently had no complaints about the treatment, and the fatigue accumulated throughout the day exploded the moment they lay down in bed, and the snoring could be clearly heard throughout the camp.

This basic training lasts for 10 to 15 days, and then Ma Rufeng will divide them into two groups according to their performance in training. A group of physical strength is used as a sword and shield soldier, responsible for hand-to-hand combat; A group of people as spearmen.