In the barracks of Eagle's Beak Rock, Yang Zhenhong, who had had dinner, accompanied Ma Xiang and Du Hanfu for a walk on the tree-lined path near the dormitory. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoFrom time to time, the earth-shattering trumpets and songs of soldiers could be heard in the distance, accompanied by the chirping of insects and birds in the woods, and everything seemed so harmonious.

It's been two months since I came here, and in the past two months, Ma Xiang, Du Hanfu, Huang Yuying and others have deeply liked everything here. After two months of observation and study, they also proudly regarded themselves as members of the Communist Party. Several people greeted the people who walked by from time to time.

"Uncle You, Zhong Qi, you're used to staying here for the past two months, right? These two months have been busy, and I don't care about you, so don't be surprised. Yang Zhenhong asked the two softly.

"Qiu Fan has seen the outside, everything is strange and not strange, they are all revolutionary comrades, besides, we all like the atmosphere here." Ma Xiang replied with a smile

"That's it, you are a political commissar of the regiment, can you not be busy? In the past two months, we have learned a lot of things, and after graduating from the party school, we have gained a lot of knowledge. Next to him, Du Hanfu also replied.

Speaking of this, Ma Xiang and Du Hanfu were shocked, and they couldn't imagine that the Communist Party actually had its own party school to train its own party members, so as to ensure the quality and quality of party members. This party school was also set up by Xiao Mubai in imitation of a certain party in later generations, and its full name is the Central Party School of the Communist Party of China, which is used to train cadres of the Communist Party.

When I first arrived, I didn't understand what kind of official position Yang Zhenhong's position as political commissar was, but after waiting for two months, I realized how prominent the position of political commissar was in the army. Political commissars, political commissars, political commissars, as the name suggests, are the Communist Party stationed in the military to engage in political work, which shows how strict the Communist Party's control over the army is. The party commands the gun, not for fun.

"Zhong Qi said that he laughed, he just worked for the party." Yang Zhenhong shook his head, and then said, "I came to you today, I want to hear your opinion. Although you are already members of the Communist Party, after all, you have only just joined the party, so I would like to ask for your opinions. ”

"Oh? I don't know what's going on? The two asked suspiciously

"That's right, not long ago, the Yunnan Army Martial Arts Hall was reopened, and our party lacked an organizational foundation in the school, so the organization intends to send the two of you to enter the school as instructors to carry out work, carry out organizational construction, and develop party members."

"Huh? Qiu Fan, is this true? These two months have suffocated us. The two replied happily

"Hehe, looking at the expressions of the two of you, I already know the answer." Yang Zhenhong looked at the two old friends and said with a smile

"Well, Qiu Fan, we are willing to work in the academy, and we are also grateful to the party for its trust in us. Only, how can we get into the school? ”

"You don't have to worry about this problem, the chairman has already arranged it for you." Yang Zhenhong said happily

"Chairman? Do you mean the chairman of our Communist Party? ”

"Yes, you will be directly responsible to him for your future work. The chairman is now the overseer of the Martial Arts Academy. ”

"What?"

Looking at the stunned expressions of the two old friends, Yang Zhenhong laughed and strode forward.

Every morning, when the loud military horn sounds at dawn, the students of the martial arts hall march in line to the playground and sing the exciting martial arts song, starting a day of training and study. The lyrics of the song are:

If the motherland is violated, the hot-blooded man should be self-reliant, drink this bowl of hometown wine, and the strong man will never return; The surging Yellow River, the mighty Yangtze River, give me life and strength; Let the blood stain the most beautiful flowers, and bloom on my breast; The military flag flutters and the military horn sounds; The sword is unsheathed, thunder and lightning flash; From the narrow road, the brave wins, forward, forward. The soul of the Chinese army!

As soon as this song "The Soul of the Chinese Army" was launched by Xiao Mubai, it was loved by the teachers and students of the martial arts hall. Not only is it easy to understand, but the whole song is heroic and sad, which is very consistent with the current national conditions of China.

After Lu Tao came to the lecture hall, he never forgot his identity as a staunch revolutionary. Although he was disgusted with Xiao Mubai, the executioner who suppressed the revolution, he liked the song he taught to the teachers and students of the martial arts hall.

After entering the academy, he was very busy studying military knowledge and training, but in the month he came to Kunming, he never forgot his revolutionary comrades, so this month he still corresponded with Zhang Tiecheng, Li Deshan, Guan Renfu and other revolutionary comrades in his hometown.

These revolutionary comrades from his hometown also sent him some revolutionary periodicals and books, such as "Nanfeng Bao", "Minbao", "Warning Bell", "Fierce Return", and so on. Nanfeng Bao is a newspaper organized and printed by the Guangxi League, and its purpose is to report revolutionary news in the south and propagate revolutionary principles in order to achieve the goal of overthrowing the Manchu rule.

Lu Tao also planned to take advantage of the opportunity to study in the lecture hall to recruit members of the alliance among this group of students, so as to strengthen the strength of the revolutionary party in the future.

It was late at night, and only a few low snoring sounds could be heard in the dormitory.

In the early days of October, the tigers of Kunming are still struggling to make way for the cool autumn, but at night they can finally hear the wind passing through the treetops, and the wide open bedroom can also usher in a little coolness. The brothers who had been training for a day had been tired and tired for a day, and they went to meet Zhou Gong early in the cool breeze.

But Lu Tao, who was lying on the second bunk bed on the east side of the bedroom, did not feel the slightest sleep.

Today, oh no, it should have been yesterday, yesterday was the day when I started my military career for a whole month. However, this commemorative day has no meaning for Lu Tao. Wake up at six o'clock in the morning and go out to exercise; Brought back at 6:40, washed, and sorted out housekeeping; Dinner began at 10:10 a.m.; Gather at 7:40 and start training; At 11:50, the morning drill ended; Dinner starts at twelve o'clock, and then a lunch break; At half past one in the afternoon, get up and tidy up housekeeping; Gather at 1:50 and start the afternoon queue training; Dinner starts at 6 p.m.; At seven o'clock in the evening, the unified organization was supervised by the adults to carry out the so-called patriotic ideological education; Continue physical training at 8 p.m.; Lights out at 10 p.m.

Lu Tao sighed, moved his body a little, and moved his body a little, and moved the bed board to make a slight creaking sound. These days, even Lu Tao, who has a very good physical fitness, feels a little hard in physical training, let alone Zhu Peide, who is slightly weaker in the lower bunk.

There is no adaptation period, and what comes up directly after the start of school is a large amount of exercise and boring queue military posture training. This month, there is no rest time, let alone a rest day, so the students seem to have been forced into a fast-paced life state all of a sudden, and they are so busy that they don't even have the strength to think every day. In just ten days, all the students can basically enter the dream five minutes after the lights go out, and those who didn't snoore now learn to snore, and those who originally slept and loved to dream don't dream anymore.

Lu Tao turned over irritably, although he had inquired about the various situations of the army before he planned to enter the army, and he had some preparations, but in fact, the various constraints that came still made him underestimate all this. This is not at all the same as what I heard, think about it, in the dormitory, the quilt is stacked in four squares, the hat should be placed in the middle of the quilt, the brim should be tightly pressed against the front line of the quilt, the armed belt should be close to the outside of the quilt, and the sheet should be as smooth as water. The cups on the table should be in groups of four, with the handles facing outwards and close to the seams of the tables. The standard clothes in the small cabinet under the table should also be folded into four squares, stacked in the prescribed order from top to bottom. Even Mo Bu should fold the cups according to the stacking method and put them in the upper right corner.

These cumbersome requirements are not tiring, but they are tiring. Of course, there are also tiring, that is, cleaning every seven days.

I really don't understand, why is the army so strict with these trivial matters, and what is there to train in the military posture of the queue, besides, in addition to the martial arts hall, I haven't seen other armies train this. Although I don't understand it, this is formulated by Xiao Mubai, the superintendent of the martial arts hall, and they must abide by it.

Damn, Lu Tao cursed the Manchu lackeys fiercely in his heart, and after suppressing the revolutionary executioner Comrade Xiao Mubai, he finally couldn't resist the fatigue and fell asleep.