Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Teaching Team is Established

By the time the old pole and the others had finished, it was already past nine o'clock, and they took the brothers to finish breakfast and rest for an hour. The shooting assessment was carried out under the vicious sun at twelve o'clock, and the brothers who didn't know how to use it went directly to the shooting range after ten minutes of teaching, with five bullets per person, which was Wang Jingyuan's biggest face for Zhang Ziwen.

After Zhang Ziwen learned about the situation, he sent a letter to Wu Fatzi and asked him to take 20,000 rounds of 7.9 caliber bullets on credit. Zhang Ziwen had this idea when he was in Jiangyin, and the first batch of brothers who were killed in the bombing never fired a single bullet from joining the army to their deaths, and the results of the war also showed that all the problems were not professionally trained.

As soon as the statistical results came out, Zhang Ziwen was almost not frightened, except for the veterans, only seven of the recruits reached a score of thirty points, and there were Tang Song and Rao Xiangyun here, Rao Xiangyun should have touched a gun at home.

There is only one remaining test, that is, the most important willpower, and Zhang Ziwen has no other way to test this one, but to test it with a military posture.

"Three battalions, all assemble~, look to the right, look forward .............................."

Pingjiang in April has already started to heat up, especially today is still a sunny day.

Rao Xiangyun has been standing for thirty minutes, he knows very well what Zhang Ziwen is doing this, he wants to be the best one, only the better he performs, the less likely Zhang Ziwen will send him back. Now Zhang Ziwen doesn't plan to let Rao Xiangyun go, how can he easily let go of the talent who finally came over, isn't it the county magistrate of Guiding County, who hasn't been able to make him Zhang Ziwen afraid.

Tang Song only felt very bored, he admired the old man and the big man this morning, he served everything from running to shooting, and he had been hunting for several years before he met someone who ran faster than himself and hit more accurately than himself.

Zhang Ziwen saw that no one had fallen down after standing for thirty minutes, and he knew that at least no one in the third battalion had not been qualified until now.

The sun slowly moved westward, and in an hour and five minutes it was the first to fall, and then someone fell one after another, and by more than four o'clock, there were only more than ten people standing, and there was a Zhou Yuanliang in addition to Tang Song and Rao Xiangyun.

Zhang Ziwen arranged for Ma Xiaobao to lead people to register all the personnel of the third battalion, as well as summarize the results, excluding the personnel who had already served in the first 90 people into the teaching team, and the people behind them were divided into the battalion headquarters and each company and platoon.

At this time, Rao Xiangyun couldn't stand anymore, the sun had already set, but his sweat was falling down in big drops. Tang Song couldn't hold it anymore, his feet were numb, and he saw Zhang Ziwen watching and holding on for another round.

In the end, a veteran couldn't hold it and smashed directly to the ground, people are always like this, when one of the first group fell, it ushered in a chain reaction, Rao Xiangyun fell second, and Li Wu was the third,........................ Tang Song is the eleventh, Zhang Li is the twelfth, March is the thirteenth, and the old pole is the first.

Ma Xiaobao took advantage of the time when the brothers had dinner to sort out the results, the top three were Lao Gongzi, Zhang Li and Ma Qi, Tang Song was eighteenth, and Zhou Yuanliang was one place lower than Rao Xiangyun and ranked sixty-three.

After Zhang Ziwen got the summary report card, he carefully looked forward from the back, and the back was basically all recruits, and there were only 172 veterans of the 103rd Division.

"What's going on with this firewood order? How did you get to the position of 172 and only score 18 points in shooting? ”

Eighty members of the non-commissioned team, plus the rest of the first detachment, will be at most one hundred and twenty, and this line will be one hundred and seventy-two, and Zhang Ziwen will feel embarrassed.

"Brother Wen, this Chai Ling and Guang Wenyi are one hundred and seventy-two, and one hundred and thirty-eight are the worst among all veterans, and the lowest ranking of the other brothers is one hundred and three."

Although the gap from 178 to 138 is greater than that from 103 to 138, the smaller the number of people, the more telling.

According to Zhang Ziwen's idea, there are 60 members of the non-commissioned team to be assigned to each company to arrange shifts, and only 20 people are left in the teaching team, and there are a total of 90 teaching personnel, 80 plus 91 for a total of 17, this firewood order is lined up to 173, and no one will obey him when he enters the teaching team.

"You call these two men over to me, and I'll see what the hell is going on."

Ma Xiaobao called someone to call, and then turned back.

"Brother Wen, you don't want to keep this Rao Xiangyun, right? Although most of the brothers don't know it, the family has spread all over the hometown in Duyun, and when the time comes, the family will ............"

Zhang Ziwen put down the training plan, took out a box of cigarettes from the drawer, opened it and handed it to Ma Xiaobao, and said after lighting it.

"Now in the third battalion, in addition to you and me, only Rao Xiangyun has gone to high school, plus people who have gone to elementary school, a total of no more than twenty people have gone to school. You don't know what is going on with the brothers..............."

It is impossible to learn the knowledge of many people in four months, and you can only know whether you can write some commonly used words or two different things, after Valery told Zhang Ziwen that he was superior to the quality of the troops, Zhang Ziwen thought that his team headquarters should at least be able to write family letters, and read and understand written orders, because he saw not once or twice when the order was given wrong because of dictation.

"Then you plan to treat Rao Xiangyun as a teacher?"

"Look at his sixty-second place, which is better than many veterans, and you don't have to be bad with it."

Ma Xiaobao saw that Zhang Ziwen had already decided, so he didn't dissuade him anymore, and the two smoked cigarettes and waited for Chai Ling and Li Wenyi to come over.

"Report, Chai Ling and Li Wenyi brought it."

Zhang Ziwen raised his head and motioned for Wen Zhijun to go out, and then asked the two to sit down.

"What's going on today, it's not even as good as a recruit."

Zhang Ziwen's words made the two of them ashamed, and they both lowered their heads and looked at the ground.

"Okay, there are no flowers on the ground, tell me what's going on, is it not good in the body or really not good?"

"Report to the battalion commander, it's me who didn't train well, and I didn't train well during the sergeant corps."

Li Wenyi stood up and loudly admitted his mistake, Zhang Ziwen saw that Li Wenyi stood up and looked at Chai Ling, Chai Ling stood up and acquiesced.

"Okay, if you can't do it, you can't do it, it's good to train well in the future training, go back, and call the deputy of the horse battalion by the way."

After knowing the situation of the two, Zhang Ziwen began to assign the personnel to each row according to the results, and the twenty with the worst grades went to the battalion cooking class, and the top fifty were assigned to the supply platoon, and the rest were assigned to each platoon and each class from one hundred and seventy to seventy-one from the bottom, and after Ma Xiaobao came, Zhang Ziwen gave him this detailed division and other situations, and modified the training plan by himself, this training plan is for the teaching team, including the infantry department, engineering and artillery department, and the study of artillery is also over, but Li Feng still keeps people going, Zhang Ziwen heard Wang Jingyuan say that Li Feng's instructors from the Central Military Academy left on the 15th. Zhang Ziwen didn't forget the nine people Sun Liang brought to learn artillery, and if he couldn't grab anything else, at least Sun Liang had to come back.

"Brother Wen, it's divided, you see if there is a problem, if there is no problem, I will divide it according to this."

Zhang Ziwen put down the training plan and looked at Ma Xiaobao's people, Ma Xiaobao did Zhang Ziwen generally took a look, he forgot that he didn't tell Ma Xiaobao Chai Ling and Li Wenyi, there was no problem, after transferring the two to the teaching team, he asked him to transfer the personnel to each platoon according to the list, and continued to write the training plan by himself.

Wen Zhijun saw that Zhang Ziwen had not slept until twelve o'clock, and stepped forward to remind him, but Zhang Ziwen just responded that he had no intention of sleeping, and Wen Zhijun had to go to Ma Xiaobao.

"Brother Wen, why don't you sleep yet?"

Ma Xiaobao had just finished inspecting the camp and was about to go back to the barracks to sleep, when he ran into Wen Zhijun, who came to find him, and now Wen Zhijun is Zhang Ziwen's guard, as for the problem of the barracks, after the resumption of the establishment, there are still many vacant barracks that have been cleaned together, and many rooms have been vacated.

"Oh, little treasure, how are the brethren?"

Zhang Ziwen didn't pay attention to Ma Xiaobao's intention at all, and was still immersed in the training plan he had written.

"Brother is fine, Brother Wen, you have your own problem."

Hearing Ma Xiaobao's words, Zhang Ziwen stretched out his hand to look at himself, and found that there was no problem, so he remembered Ma Xiaobao's first sentence.

"Okay, I'll write it tomorrow, there's no hurry, you can go to bed early."

After sorting out the information in his hand while speaking, Ma Xiaobao saw that Zhang Ziwen was about to sleep, so he answered and went back to his barracks.