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Half an hour later, the teenagers of the pioneer platoon began to clean up the messy "battlefield" with full hiccups, Ye Zhengjun moved a stool and sat on the northwest corner of the courtyard, with a smile on his delicate face, looking at the busy teenagers in the courtyard, and began to calculate the content of the first cultural class.

When the incense was burned, the teenagers finished cleaning, Ye Zhengjun called them together and told them that they would study cultural classes every night in the future, and the teenagers burst out with great enthusiasm for learning, after all, reading and literacy at the moment is a treatment that only the children of rich families can enjoy.

Ye Zhengjun saw that the teenagers were very enthusiastic about learning, and they didn't grind, so he asked them to move a small bench and sit down and start teaching the most basic content, and for a while, the courtyard that was not too big sounded with the sound of reading.

Two hours later, the first cultural class of the Young Pioneer Platoon was over, and after Ye Zhengjun announced the disbandment, he let the teenagers go into the house to sleep and reserve their physical strength to prepare for tomorrow's formal training.

Of course, Li Jinrui, Wei Jinian, and Huzi were taken to the dry riverbed at the east entrance of the village to move stones, and the matter was naturally carried out very well.

Ye Zhengjun lay on the pit with a tired face, his eyes looking at the simple tiled roof, and from time to time there was a crackling sound from the firewood piled up in the kang pit when it burned.

After lying down for a while, Ye Zhengjun felt that his tired body had recovered slightly, so he sat up, looked down at the slightly wide gray cloth military uniform on his body, and not only missed his physical fitness before the crossing.

It once took half a month to track Ye Zhengjun across the entire border jungle and only slept three hours a day, although he was tired at that time, he didn't feel sore all over his body after just doing such a little thing like today.

Ye Zhengjun moved his waist and shoulders slightly on the kang, and sighed helplessly: "The bones of my body are really weak compared to before." ”

Helpless, Ye Zhengjun knew very well in his heart that physical fitness could only accumulate little by little, and no special medicine could improve physical fitness to a higher level overnight.

"Hey, why don't you go here?" Thinking of the special medicine, Ye Zhengjun slapped his head, quickly crossed his legs, folded his hands up and down on his abdomen and posed in a meditation posture, closed his eyes, and sat quietly on the kang like an old monk.

Ye Zhengjun was not practicing any magical exercises (if it was, it would not be a realistic military text), it was a guide technique that was taught to him by the Taoist priest who was protected during a special escort mission before the crossing to thank him for his dedication in the mission.

According to Lao Dao himself, this guidance technique was handed down from the Qin and Han dynasties, and its main effect was to improve physical fitness and strengthen the body's senses and functions.

At that time, Ye Zhengjun's physical fitness was like that of a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and he didn't take this exercise too seriously and didn't practice it deeply after learning it, and now this exercise is really a bit of a lifesaver.

Ye Zhengjun's current body has to take at least two years to recuperate even in the new China before the crossing, not to mention that it is now the war-torn era of 1938, how can there be time to go step by step, and he can only rely on guidance to fight a shot.

There is really a door, feeling the slight heat of the dantian, Ye Zhengjun felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and hurriedly calmed down and began to feel carefully.

Time passed minute by minute, and the tragic trio who were picked up and slipped to the river beach to move stones also returned, and the beds of the three were in the same room as Ye Zhengjun, one inside and one outside, separated by a wall in the middle.

After the three of them entered the house, Huzi wanted to let Ye Zhengjun tell the story according to his habit, Li Jinrui wanted to follow in because he wanted to learn marksmanship and micro-tracking, Wei Ji saw that the other two were looking for Ye Zhengjun, and felt that he couldn't be too different and had to go in, so the three of them went into the inner room to find Ye Zhengjun together.

As soon as they entered the door, the three of them saw Ye Zhengjun sitting on the kang with a flushed face and sweaty forehead, Huzi thought that something had happened to his military brother and immediately went up to ask, Li Jinrui hurriedly grabbed the other party, lowered his voice, and said, "Don't go, Brother Jun is practicing, if you are reckless, it will be easy to go crazy." ”

Huzi was simple-minded, looked at Li Jinrui with a serious face, and looked like he knew very well, and quickly stopped, without the idea of stepping forward.

"How do you know you're practicing?" Compared with Huzi, Wei Jinian looked unbelieving.

"Hey, my father told me about this, in the past, all those swordsmen and chivalrous warriors knew kung fu, and Brother Jun's appearance is like the posture of practicing the exercises that my father said." Li Jinrui talked proudly.

"Tell me what your dad said." Wei Ji Nian's eyes lit up when he heard this, after all, boys will be interested in the stories of swordsmen and knights.

"It is said that the Liangshan heroes of the Song Dynasty were 。。。。。"

"Stop, you two said outside, don't bother Brother Jun here."

Just when Li Jinrui was about to show off, Huzi pressed the other party's shoulder, lowered his voice and bluffed his face, and said.

Li Jinrui and Wei Ji smiled, waved their hands and walked out of the inner room, and went to Kangshang Kanda Mountain, while Huzi moved a stool and sat at the door to stare at Ye Zhengjun's situation.

The first night of the Young Pioneer Platoon passed with the sound of roosters in the early morning, and when the morning assembly call sounded throughout the entire Camel Bell Village, it represented the official start of a new day for the Third Battalion.

Ye Zhengjun opened his eyes as the horn sounded, and the dantian lifted his breath straight to his throat, and a mouthful of turbid air went from the inside out and slowly came out of his mouth and nose.

Comfortable, Ye Zhengjun, who had exhausted the turbidity, got out of bed and put on his shoes, moved his whole body, felt that most of the fatigue in his body had receded, and he couldn't help but praise the guidance technique in his heart.

In the future, I will practice this every day after the cultural class, Ye Zhengjun thought secretly while tidying up the military appearance.

After cleaning up the rope, Ye Zhengjun energetically gently pushed the tiger who was sleeping against the wall with a mattress at the door, and the latter woke up and opened his eyes and said, "Brother Jun, are you okay?" ”

"When you go up to the kang in the future, it's easy to get sick when you sleep." Ye Zhengjun looked at Huzi's dark face and was very moved in his heart.

In fact, he knew all the conversations after the three of them came back last night, because he was trying to feel the mystery of the guidance technique at that time, and it was inconvenient to speak, Huzi was stunned to sit on the stool for a night, and after falling asleep, it was still the mattress that Li Jinrui and Wei Ji had put on him.

"It's okay, I'm in good health." Huzi stood up and held the mattress in his arms, and said with a smile.

"That's not going to work, start sleeping on the kang today, this is an order." Ye Zhengjun's face was straight, and when Huzi saw this, he hurriedly nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, indicating that he understood.

"Okay, go and call the two lazy worms on the kang, let's officially train today." Ye Zhengjun patted Huzi on the shoulder, made a mistake, and walked out of the house bypassing the other party.

Walking into the courtyard, Ye Zhengjun kicked the door of another room open, and the teenagers who were still dreaming of spring and autumn on the kang woke up instantly with the sound of a huge kicking on the door.

"What the fuck are you doing, didn't you tell you to officially start training today, gather in the courtyard in three minutes!" Ye Zhengjun stood at the door and yelled at the teenagers who were still rubbing their eyes inside.

As soon as the words fell, Ye Zhengjun ignored the teenagers, walked straight to the middle of the courtyard, put his hands behind his back, and began to count in his heart.

After about seven or eight minutes, the teenagers finally stood in a row in the courtyard, and Ye Zhengjun looked at their embarrassed appearance and couldn't help but think of when he was blown to gather urgently when he was a recruit.

"It takes seven or eight minutes to gather, what kind of fucking soldiers are you, you still want to fight devils, I think it's better to go home and farm as soon as possible." Ye Zhengjun cleared his throat and began to teach the teenagers the first lesson with a smile on his face.

A training time of five or six minutes, Ye Zhengjun made the teenagers' nose not a nose, and the mouth was not a mouth.

After listening to the lecture, the teenagers' eyes were wide, their red mouths and noses were panting, all of them were like bulls in estrus, staring at Ye Zhengjun as if they were looking at devils, eager to eat him alive.

Ye Zhengjun saw that his emotions had almost been mobilized enough, and immediately gave the order for the whole platoon to turn left and run forward.

As everyone followed Ye Zhengjun out of the courtyard, the first day of training of the Young Pioneer Platoon officially began.