Qiqihar Town, a newly built town along the Nenjiang River, is the location of the headquarters of the Outer Northeast Army. The camps of several newly expanded Outer Northeast Cavalry Divisions were located here.

Relying on the convenient waterway transportation of the Nenjiang River, the Far Eastern Group chose to establish Qiqihar Town here, and together with the Harbin Garrison Area, Yilan Garrison Area and Vladivostok Garrison Area, it jointly undertook the task of border defense in the northeast of the company.

All reserve militia brigades in this area, including all indigenous villages in the Outer Northeast, are also under the jurisdiction of the Eastern Military Region. The commander of the Eastern Military Region, Qiang Quansheng, and the political commissar Liu Jiang, also served as the commander of the Outer Northeast Army Corps.

After the expansion of the Outer Northeast Army Corps, the training task is very heavy, and next year they will have an important task, that is, to participate in the second phase of the northward plan, and the six main cavalry divisions and 30 militia brigades of the Outer Northeast Army Corps participating in the war will cross the Great Khing'an Mountains and attack the Mongolian units in the ** steppe.

The Outer Northeast Cavalry Corps is not only the main cavalry unit in the Far East, but will also help the Far East to expand its territory to the west and north in the future. After pacifying the northern steppes, they would also be an important part of the internal balance in the Far East to contain the power of the Mongols in the north.

Hikten rubbed his swollen head and sat up from the kang of the Tongpu fire, at this time he was the only one in the woodcuts, and during the dinner in the evening, he was drunk by his comrades.

Today is the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and after twelve o'clock it is the Spring Festival, the most important festival in the Far East. Whether it is the northernmost grassland, the old forests of the Outer Northeast in the east, or the southernmost Nanyang, as long as it is the controlled area of the Far East, the Spring Festival is a common festival for all Far Easterners.

Hikten's company also had a sumptuous dinner, and in the next few days. The food will be abundant every day. In the past few days, in addition to the prescribed standing time, there is no need to face the fierce instructor, and there is no need to worry about hearing the annoying emergency assembly number in the middle of the night when you are sleeping soundly.

Last year, the Outer Northeast Army expanded on a large scale, and Hikten stood out among the countless natives of the Outer Northeast who came to enlist and became a member of the Second Cavalry Division of the Outer Northeast Army. Survived the toughest recruit training. Hickten already has the appearance of a soldier.

Since the whole family came to settle down in the Far East, the younger brothers and sisters went to school as they wished, and they directly changed their ethnic composition to become Chinese, and the family suddenly had a lot less burden, and my father also treated his injured leg at the medical center in a nearby town. The family has survived the most difficult stage, and life is slowly getting better.

I remember that the night before he joined the army, my father grabbed his shoulder, stared at him and said, "Son, you have to remember." From now on, you will be a tribal warrior in the Far East, and you will fight like a man on the battlefield, and if you lose someone to your family, don't come back in the future. ”

The training of recruits for several months was very hard, every day was training in subjects such as queues, cross-country, horseback riding, shooting, equipment, etc., which would exhaust him at the end of the day, and he could fall asleep at night when he went to bed, but every few days. The troops will come to the last emergency assembly, and then they must be as fast as possible. Put on your clothes, pick up your arms, and take a fully armored five-kilometer off-road on a bitterly cold night.

Although the training was extremely hard, the food of the troops has always been good, and there are enough white rice and snow-white steamed buns to eat every day, and a few pieces of mutton can be eaten at noon. There is mutton soup to drink every meal. After a few months, he was originally thin, but he grew a lot taller than before.

Hickten always remembered his father's words, and he really didn't disgrace his family. gritted his teeth and survived. The only regret is that he can no longer use his beloved harpoon. Without the guy who took advantage of it, it always felt like something was missing.

Fortunately, he is also very fond of the weapon in his hand now, which is the double-barreled front-loading musket gun. For the indigenous people of the Outer Northeast who came into contact with firearms for the first time, the terrifying power of the Mini bullet was shocking to them.

Although Hickten was afraid of the sound of muskets at the beginning, the results of the first few target shots were not satisfactory. But as he got acquainted with muskets, his results got better and better. Especially after shooting immediately, it may be because he used to be good at using harpoons on horses, Hikten's results in shooting immediately were excellent, and when the recruits were assessed, he actually won the first place in the whole battalion shooting.

He also received a brigade commendation and was promoted to deputy squad leader. Each unit of the Far Eastern Military Commission has a squad leader as standard for each combat squad, but the deputy squad leader is maintained at two or three all year round. After the completion of the recruit training, each unit will start to select some recruits with outstanding performance from among the recruits and promote them to deputy squad leaders as seedlings of future non-commissioned officers.

Hickten felt like his throat was on fire, and he was so thirsty. He got off the kang and came to his closet, took out the kettle from it, and poured a few mouthfuls of water into his mouth, and then he felt a lot better in his throat. But his head is still swollen and painful, and the natives of the Northeast are generally addicted to alcohol, and everyone can drink some, but he is indeed one of the alternatives.

There were bursts of shouting from outside the barracks, this was a party organized by the camp, and there would be a movie later. He picked up the kettle, put on the cotton coat, picked up the hat and pushed open the door of the woodcarved barracks, as soon as he came out, he felt a biting cold wind, instantly swept on his face, he hurriedly put the cotton hat on his head, and turned up the collar of the coat.

The barracks where Hikten lives is also wood-carved flutes, but because of the continuous coal fire every day, although the cold wind outside the house is biting, the wood-carved barracks are as warm as spring, and the fire pit under him is hot to the touch.

He didn't go to see the party organized by the battalion headquarters in the distance, and now Hickten didn't like the noisy atmosphere there, because he was homesick, he was thinking about his father and mother, and he was thinking about his younger brothers and sisters. Who would have thought that the family would be cut off from food and fight for the Far East for his father, and he would have such an opportunity.

Hickten is a family lover, which is probably why he is just 16 years old this year, and he likes to spend time with his family. In the past, he and his father, in order to support their family, got up early and went into the mountains to hunt and go into the water to fish. But they still can't eat enough all year round, and after my father's leg was injured, their family almost ran out of food. But now that life was finally good, he left home again.

He lay on the edge of the barracks fence, facing the howling cold wind, staring blankly at the starry sky in the distance. Suddenly, several dazzling beams of light appeared in the distance and shone towards him, and Hickten was so shaken that he couldn't open his eyes, and subconsciously covered his face with his hands.

Then he heard someone ask him, "How many times are you?" (To be continued......)

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