Out of the battalion headquarters, Ye Zhengjun immediately issued the first task of the previous platoon commander, of course, the errand runner was the only soldier in his hands at present, Huzi, and ordered the other party to call all the 16 to 20-year-old teenagers in the village to the small dirt bag in the morning, and then go back there to sit and wait for people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Camel Bell Village is not big, Huzi's legs and feet are very neat, about half an hour later, Xiaoshan Bao gathered all the teenagers who meet the requirements of Camel Bell Village, because of the long delay in the war room, the time after the personnel gathered has reached noon.

Ye Zhengjun sat on the small dirt bag with a golden knife, half-squinting at the five teenagers in front of him with excitement on their faces, and kept stuffing corn tortillas into their mouths, and an inexplicable sadness rose in his heart.

Fucking war, damn devil, this is the third time Ye Zhengjun has cursed in his heart today.

"Brother Jun, you can eat some too." Huzi walked up to Ye Zhengjun, took out two corn tortillas, and handed them to Ye Zhengjun.

Ye Zhengjun was indeed hungry, so he took the corn tortilla handed by Huzi without hesitation and nibbled on it.

The blue sky and thick soil, several teenagers eating together, it should have been a beautiful and harmonious picture, but today it gives people an awkward feeling, Ye Zhengjun sat on the small earthen bag and was half a head taller than the teenagers standing in a horizontal row opposite, and the burly and dark-faced tiger stood beside him, although he was burying his head in eating cakes, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt like a guard.

If this picture is placed on drawing paper, you will definitely think that this is a painting of some cottage boss who retreats from the cottage with the remnants and fills his hunger with bread on the roadside.

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After about ten minutes, Ye Zhengjun swallowed the last piece of corn tortilla in his mouth, cleared his throat and said to the teenagers who had finished eating, "Comrades, welcome to join the big family of the Eighth Route Army, everyone in the family knows the situation before coming." ”

"My dad said he was going to beat the little devil."

"Mother told me to avenge my father."

"Grandpa said that if I don't beat the devil, don't go home."

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As soon as Ye Zhengjun's voice fell, the teenagers were like ants in a fryer, and they instantly began to talk.

"Quiet, quiet!" In the face of the noisy teenagers, Ye Zhengjun was lucky with the dantian, and the sound of Hong Yin came out, and the sound was as quiet as the impact of the temple bell in the sky.

The teenagers gradually quieted down under Ye Zhengjun's strength, and their eyes were fixed on the man sitting on the small dirt bag.

"Now tell me your name, your age, and your strengths." Seeing this, Ye Zhengjun was ready to have a comprehensive understanding, after all, these people were the old team of the future pioneer platoon.

"My name is Wei Qiannian, and they all call me big, 18 years old this year." A tall, thin-bodied boy was the first to speak.

"Do you have any specialty?" Ye Zhengjun was also carefully observing the other party when the boy reported to his home, this boy named Wei Jinian was featureless at first glance, but when he looked closely, his eyes felt particularly bright.

Well, he is a good seedling of a sniper, although Ye Zhengjun does not have the equipment to test his eyesight, but with many years of experience in leading soldiers, he made a judgment in his heart.

"What's your specialty?" Wei Ji said suspiciously.

Damn, forget about this stubble, Ye Zhengjun stroked his head and said secretly, these children are not the flowers of the motherland who were born in New China and lived under the red flag to receive compulsory education before the crossing, and the children who can read and write at the moment have to have a little money at home.

"What you have and others don't, that's called a specialty." Ye Zhengjun thought about it and explained in words that the teenagers could understand.

"Eyes are good, aren't they?" Wei Ji Nian thought for a while and said.

Count, Ye Zhengjun nodded and looked at the second teenager.

"My name is Tian Ji and I am 17 years old this year." After the boy reported his name and age, he looked left and right, and then said, "My specialty is that they are not as strong as me except for Huzi." ”

This Nima, after Tian Ji finished his introduction, Ye Zhengjun was almost speechless, and the Internet red words before the crossing almost blurted out, shook his head, and secretly decided in his heart that he must give these teenagers a cultural lesson in the future.

"Forget it, you don't need to report your specialty, just say your name and age!" Ye Zhengjun sighed helplessly, not wanting the teenagers to report any more strange specialties.

"Li Jinrui, 16 years old this year."

"Ye Ji'an, 18 years old."

"Qin Zhi, 16 years old."

After the five teenagers reported their names and ages in turn, Ye Zhengjun's face was straight, and he introduced himself, "You will be my soldiers in the future, I Ye Zhengjun, 16 years old this year, will call me Xiaojun and Brother Jun in the future, Uncle Wu's house in the north of the village is our station, everyone will follow Huzi to choose a bed in the past, and start formal training tomorrow." ”

"Will you shoot us?" When the words fell, Ye Zhengjun jumped off the dirt bag and signaled that Huzi could lead the team away, and Wei Ji Nian said suddenly.

As soon as the words came out, the eyes of all the teenagers instantly focused on Ye Zhengjun.

"Of course, not only that, but you'll have the best guns in the future." Ye Zhengjun laughed, and suddenly thought of the successful topic "Can China make five or six assault rifles without machine tools during World War II?" when he was bored with his fellow students at the Military Academy. ”

With a smile on his face when he speaks, especially when answering serious questions, he may give people a perfunctory feeling, but Ye Zhengjun gives people an inexplicable sense of trust at this time, and the teenagers are about to leave with excitement after getting the promise.

"Wait a minute, are any of you familiar with the forest north of the village?" Ye Zhengjun suddenly stopped the team and asked.

"I've been hunting in the forest with my dad since I was 10 years old." Li Jinrui, who was small and full of cleverness, replied.

"Li Jinrui is out of the ranks, and the rest of the people follow Huzi to the station." With Ye Zhengjun's order, the teenagers left with Huzi.

"Brother Jun wants to go into the woods to hunt?" Li Jinrui said Ye Zhengjun's thoughts in one word, and the latter nodded to indicate that it was correct.

"It's still freezing, and it's hard to find animals, at most you can dig snakes with something." Li Jinrui shook his head, revealing a look of embarrassment.

"It's okay, as long as you have the opportunity, you can't give up." Ye Zhengjun considered that after formal training, the teenagers' bodies that were still growing and developing needed nutrition, and they didn't eat meat and always ate tortillas, where could their bodies withstand the intensity of training.

"Okay, I'll go back to that thing first, and we'll be going in from this side of the path in a moment."

Li Jinrui pointed to the path diagonally opposite the small dirt bag and said.

"Go and get back." Ye Zhengjun waved his hand, and Li Jinrui ran to the village with a smoke.

Taking advantage of the free time he was waiting, Ye Zhengjun began to think about how to arrange the training schedule of the Young Pioneer Platoon.

After drawing up the training syllabus, Ye Zhengjun began to think about the details of the training.

The time to think always passed very quickly, and when Li Jinrui came back with hunting tools such as hunting knives and earth guns, Ye Zhengjun only worked out the details of tactical training, and followed the former along the path towards the forest.

On the other side, Huzi and the rest of the teenagers have officially settled in the courtyard of Uncle Wu's house in the north of the village, and when they arrived, they arrived just in time for Company Commander Chen to order the soldiers to help Uncle Wu move.