Qiyang at night seems very quiet, and the people of Qiyang who have been tired for a day have already entered their dreams, except for Xu Ming's security team.

The recruits can't rest, and Xu Ming has just invited students from Changsha University to continue their literacy education. At the end of the day, we will also focus on explaining the geographical situation of the Anti-Japanese War.

Of course, Xu Ming and a few instructors don't have to go, and at this time, it is a rare time for them to have free disposal. But tonight, they have more important things.

Tomorrow there will be an excellent evaluation of the soldiers, and it is planned to select 10 probationary squad leaders and 50 outstanding soldiers. Also invite the relevant people to the ceremony. They should plan the arrangement of the ceremony well.

This is exactly Xu Ming's painstaking arrangement, in modern warfare, soldiers can bear huge casualties, because they have formed a strong faith, in order for his soldiers to have a spirit of sacrifice on the cruel battlefield, it is not enough to rely on anti-Japanese education and propaganda. Give his soldiers a sense of honor, and let their parents share these honors.

September 30th, the last day of September. The temporary Caitai was full of guests and friends, and the county magistrate of Qiyang County, members of the Qiyang Party Department of the Kuomintang, the principal of Qiyang Middle School and local gentry gathered together.

First of all, the representatives stepped forward to speak, and the words of the county magistrate Wen Xuanxuan were not easy to understand, Xu Ming guessed that he hoped that they could glorify their ancestors; Committee member Zou hoped that they would work hard and serve the party and the country; Principal Liu earnestly hopes that they can protect their families and people.

Next is the highlight, the soldier who was selected as excellent stepped forward and took the certificate from Zhao Ren's hand. Everyone also has to start speaking.

Originally, Xu Ming and others had already done a lot of homework for them, and the content of each person's speech could not only reflect their actual mood, but also suit their own identity, not too elegant or too vulgar. But as soon as he got on stage, there were a lot of problems.

Looking at the first brother who was at a loss and forgot his lines, Xu Ming organized several waves of applause to encourage him, but without success. In desperation, he walked up and shook his hand vigorously, and then said loudly with a smile on his face.

"This Zhao Zhengyi Zhao brother, for more than a month, has worked very hard and is very good. He's in training

…“。

After finishing speaking, he took a pennant with the four big characters "Excellent Mother" written on it. Xu Ming bowed to Zhao Zhengyi and his mother, and then offered it with both hands.

There was another round of applause.

Once upon a time, good iron did not hit nails, and good men did not serve as soldiers. But from now on, the people of Qiyang will have to feel the glory for the sons of their soldiers! And the day of glory begins today!

Qiyang County Chronicles: "On September 30, the 33rd year of the Republic of China, Qiyang held an advanced commendation meeting for the security regiment in the west of Jinlanqiao, the county seat, ....... “

There are relatively few people who are evaluated, and there are only 10 squad leaders, but they can still play a role in agitation, judging from the response, Xu Ming is still relatively satisfied, after all, the soldiers have just received basic queue and physical training.

If it weren't for the morale-boosting consideration, he wouldn't have planned to elect the squad leader so early. He had to go to the selection after three months, when the soldiers were proficient in basic individual skills. After six months, when they have received basic training in squad-platoon coordination, infantry artillery, or joint operations with engineers, they can elect a platoon commander.

His opinion was approved by Zhao Ren and others, many of Xu Ming's ideas are correct, even beyond the level of this era, but no matter how good the concept is, it looks like a joke if it is not properly implemented.

Xu Ming felt that he had always been very lucky, and he couldn't understand why he could meet so many people who were kind to him, and he was always very grateful. To Qiu Da, Xie Qianli, Zhang Qianli, Cao Youwen and all the people who helped him, he expressed his love and happiness from the inside out. And he often expresses it in words and actions. It's a little trick to show in public how good someone else is. Or how much others helped him at critical moments, he mentioned these many times, and many people were embarrassed to mention them.

"Really? I don't even remember. Although others say this, there is no doubt that the heart is happy.

Of course, he also helped others. In his opinion, and also in actions and words: those are small, insignificant, or unintentional. All in all, we must try our best to deny or downplay it, and we must not take credit for this. It's a little trick too.

Many people have lived in the shadows and betrayals all their lives, they may be extremely smart, but they can never understand that relationships are a mirror, and when you are kind to others, you often get the same feedback, and vice versa. Of course, he has also met a lot of guys who are extremely selfish or accustomed to taking advantage of others, and there are pros and cons to doing anything, it just depends on how you grasp it.

"Captain Xu, you are doing well now." Peng Cong praised.

"Yes, it's better than some people at the beginning," Chen Huizhi winked at this Peng Cong. Then he pinched his nose with one hand and said, and made an orchid finger gesture in the air with the other.

"What's the hell, the sun outside is very big." As soon as he finished speaking, Peng Cong went up and twisted Chen Huizhi's arm with a wrong hand.

Chen Huizhi did not show weakness, his body turned, out of Peng Cong's control, and then picked up his waist, and the two began to wrestle in the house.

Xu Ming and Zhao Ren looked at each other and smiled, and Shangguan Min was also happy to watch from the side. At this time, the tiredness of the day seems to have dissipated.

In early October, the first batch of weapons arrived, including 400 Mauser rifles, 20 light machine guns, 2 heavy machines and 6 mortars.

Xu Ming carefully opened the box and tore off the grease.

The walnut butt, the blue-coloured barrel, and the shiny bayonet show the quality of the German product. Xu Ming picked up one, turned on the bolt, and "snapped", it was the clear sound produced by the lock, which was the prelude to steel and fire!

With a gun, a shooting instructor is easy to do. In this day and age. There is no more important teaching in the army than shooting. But if you want to shoot a gun first, you must first be familiar with the gun. Each component is included, and what each component does.

Zhao Ren picked up a whole gun and began to dismantle it quickly. "Bang Bang...", like a musician skillfully playing a song. In 60 seconds, this Mauser 1924 has become a pile of parts. The pedgile, the tail, the firing pin, and a piece on the table.

The performance resumed, and after 60 seconds, the parts changed into a single unit in his dexterous hands. Xu Mingdeng admired it even more, he knew that in fact, Zhao Ren had not used this rifle before, but one shot, one gun, only one day later, he could be familiar with this level.

Others dismantled the gun fine, assembled a lot of jokes, basically a lot of parts, some of the firing pins leaked, and some of the spring shoots were over. Xu Ming's response was very simple, he used a stupid method. He struggled to recall the role of all the parts and then assemble them according to the logical relationship.

It really worked, and after 35 minutes, Xu Ming handed over a complete Mauser rifle to Peng Cong. Peng Cong smiled and approved.

The second time was much faster, "only" 5 minutes. Of course, there is still a gap between Zhao Ren and Zhao Ren's 1 minute.

"Why are you doing this, because you are soldiers and guns are part of your body!"

"Therefore let you know him and love him. It's like treating your eyes."

"Anyone who does not cherish the weapon in his hand and finds that the gun body is dirty, the barrel is rusty, or even deliberately damaged, will be dealt with harshly or even by military law!"

Zhao Ren's words came slowly, but they were very resolute and very powerful.

Although the shooting instructor is extremely important, the operation is not complicated, especially when shooting fixed targets, and everyone's hit rate is very high. But when it comes to moving targets, few people hit.

Shangguan Min ignited the smoke, and everyone's hit rate immediately dropped to zero.

Xu Ming picked up a fist-sized stone and threw it into the smoke.

"Bang", the stone was shattered, and the muzzle of the gun in Zhao Ren's hand seemed to have green smoke remaining.

"Shooter, observation first".

"The basis of a shot hit is a good posture, which must be accurate and natural."

"Yang Ermao, out of the ranks".

Everyone laughed, partly because of his shooting posture, just now he was almost holding the gun with the butt against his chest, but the recoil immediately knocked him to the ground. Of course, on the other hand, his name is really "special".

Speaking of people's names, this era does have a lot of connotation than Xu Ming used to, Xu Ming thought that the poor mountains and rivers were all iron eggs, dog leftovers and other work, he casually asked a young man who opened a restaurant.

The guy was very modest and embarrassed to answer: "My name is my uncle according to the Book of Changes, plus my birth date and the five elements of feng shui...".

Xu Mingden was sweating profusely.

finally ran into a guy named "Ermao", does he still have "Da Mao" and "Sanmao" at home? Xu Ming thought secretly.

Xu Ming saw that everyone's laughter stopped for a while, and said warmly: "Ermao can't be a big name, I'll give you a new one, just call it Chengzhi."

"Yang Chengzhi"

“… to", he reacted after a while, Peng Cong was calling him.

"Thank you yet, Commander."

"Thank you, Captain"

Yang Chengzhi gave a military salute to Xu Ming, Xu Ming returned the salute, and said: "When I interviewed you at the beginning, I remember that your ideal is to build a house for your mother, which is the most precious filial piety of the Chinese nation, and I hope you will not forget your ideals in the future." This is Chengzhi".

Yang Chengzhi's eyes were red, and Zhao Ren came to his side and began to correct his posture just now.

Zhao Ren taught very carefully, separated his feet slightly apart, turned the direction slightly, and then moved his left hand behind the barrel of the gun, opened the safety machine with his right hand, and put the tail under his ribs. The rest of the crowd watched silently, and there was no laughter at this time.

No wonder Qin Lieping said that Zhao Ren is a coaching genius, not only very strict, but also very patient. When soldiers forget the norms, he is not in a hurry, he always makes an example first, and then slowly corrects it.

Qin Lieping just sent a telegram, saying that the operation was very successful and he would be able to walk normally after 2 months. In the end, he once again explained that Zhao Ren was an excellent instructor, and hoped that Xu Ming would listen more to his arrangement.

He was too worried, and Xu Ming at this time had already been impressed by Zhao Ren. Moreover, Xu Ming himself is also very easy to trust others.

A group of mulberry trees were planted in the open space north of the barracks, the fruits of the free time of the security regiment. In the middle of the mulberry trees, there is also a path. At this time, it was the evening when the sunset was low and the birds were tired, Xu Ming and Zhao Ren walked on the path, chatting as they walked.

"Commander Xu, the most important thing in shooting is not skill."

"Is it a mentality?" Xu Ming knows that even in the Olympic Games, mental quality is far more important than technology.

Zhao Ren nodded. He told Xu Ming that in China now, there is no armed force that does not pay attention to shooting, including police and bandits! In fact, there are more bandits who shoot accurately. But the ability to maintain composure when shooting is not the only one.

But how to achieve this state, this is not a technology, can be seen and actually taught, and there are many examples of students in later generations who usually study well but perform abnormally in the college entrance examination. The battlefield is much more stressful and cruel than the college entrance examination.

Seeing Xu Ming looking at him, Zhao Ren didn't speak, but folded a branch and began to write underground.

Xu Ming also picked one up and wrote it behind Zhao Ren's back.

After writing, both sides looked at it at the same time, and then laughed.

The two wrote the same: "Siming Mountain".