"Oh my God, you goddamn bugs, you can't even tell the difference between left and right! Damn, that big man, don't look at it, that means you! You've got mashed potatoes in your head, huh? It's the twentieth time, and if you're going in the wrong direction, I'll let you sleep in the stables tonight with all that horse manure! "Ai Wen's temper is a little short-tempered, the horsewhip in his hand has not stopped, which recruit has done something wrong, this guy is a horsewhip when he goes up, and he is not polite at all.

Barnett couldn't see it anymore, and stepped forward and said, "Second Lieutenant Aven, they are all our soldiers, even if they can't tell the difference between left and right now, you don't have to treat these soldiers like this!" Barnett came from an aristocratic family, and although he sincerely despised these rude men at the bottom of society, he despised Aven's simple and crude training methods even more. In Barnett's mind, an officer should be like a knight in the Middle Ages, with a noble posture at all times, rather than roaring back and forth like a vulgar butcher.

Second Lieutenant Evan glanced at the platoon of recruits that Barnett had led, and the platoon of recruits couldn't even stand in line, so he said contemptuously: "Second Lieutenant Barnett, I think your mercy has been misplaced!" This is the army, not the opera house in London, always soft-spoken and personable, put away your set in London. If you can't get used to the simplicity or even brutality of the army, I don't think you'll ever be able to bring your soldiers! "Second Lieutenant Aven has been promoted from an ordinary sailor, and he knows how the grassroots of the army works well, and the officers are not a little more ruthless than the soldiers, how can they control these former criminals and vagrants?

Sure enough, the platoon led by Barnett, the soldiers didn't seem to have much respect for their superiors, and the most basic training was barely coping, and the neatness was much worse than that of Aven's platoon. Barnett's eyes swept helplessly between the two teams, wanting to say anything more but he didn't have that confidence.

Bert, who was on the other side, saw that the atmosphere between the two of them was not right, so he came over and said, "Okay, okay, if you want me to say that training these guys who can't read a word is really more difficult than Prometheus stealing fire." You see, my platoon has been practicing for three days, and it still can't tell the difference between left and right, and if this continues, these soldiers will not be able to arrange a neat line on the battlefield at all, let alone achieve a salvo of firepower. "The line infantry of this era only needs to do two things, one is faster loading, the other is a neat marching queue and a rapid formation change, as long as these two rules can be adhered to to the end, it is an elite unit of the first class.

Lin Zihan, who was on the edge of the training ground, sat leisurely at a small round table, and the soldier next to him diligently held an umbrella to shield him from the scorching sun. Drinking the Chinese tea provided to the officers in the barracks, watching those soldiers being ravaged by the officers, Lin Zihan was really comfortable. When the university military training was in college, the students were roasted half to death on the playground, but the leaders were watching with umbrellas, and Lin Zihan's resentment in his heart had always been very big, and now he finally enjoyed the treatment of "leader". As the supreme commander of a company, it is not necessary to be a good leader to do everything yourself. A good leader must make full use of and give full play to the strengths of his subordinates, and delegate tasks to the front, rather than rushing to the front line in everything. Zhuge Liang, the most NB military advisor of the Three Kingdoms, was tired to death in office because he did everything himself.

Seeing that his three subordinates gathered together with sad faces, as if they had encountered some problems, Lin Zihan motioned for Barnett to come over, and then said, "Second Lieutenant Barnett, have you encountered any problems?"

Barnett's tone was a little helpless: "Sir, we've been training for three days, but these guys can't even tell the difference between left and right, how will they maintain a neat line formation in the future?" Well, in twelve days the fleet will have to set sail, and we don't have much time left, so we can't take a bunch of peasants who have just laid down their hoes on the warship. "The training level of the Prussian Army has always been at the forefront of Europe, and it has been invincible all over Central Europe, because Prussia has implemented compulsory education for the first time in history, which has greatly improved the quality of its soldiers. However, at this time, compulsory education was not yet universalized in Britain, and the quality of soldiers was much worse, and it was difficult to train.

Lin Zihan nodded, for what Barnett said, he had already discovered it while watching, but he never thought of any good way, which was limited by the level of education in this era, most of the soldiers were illiterate, and it was indeed difficult to adapt to the training and command of a modern army.

It is no wonder that after entering the 19th century, Western countries began to deliberately popularize compulsory education among their people, which seems to have a very real demand. The quality of the people not only restricts the development of the industrial society, but also has an adverse impact on the training and command and control of the armed forces. Lin Zihan couldn't figure it out, how did the later generations of the Great Celestial Dynasty Army manage to angrily push the Oligarchy and the United ** when the soldiers and officers were generally illiterate, and they couldn't still rely on their mouths when passing on military orders, right?

Thinking about it, a light suddenly flashed in Lin Zihan's mind. I still remember that when I was pouring water on a military forum in my previous life, Lin Zihan saw a post about a warlord during the Republic of China who was training his troops and found that most of the soldiers from the peasants were extremely inefficient when they were training in queues, and they couldn't even tell the difference between left and right for weeks. So the warlord came up with the idea of asking the recruits to take off their left shoes, so that the soldiers could quickly distinguish between the left and the right during training. The wisdom of the Chinese people is endless, and many local methods that seem to be out of the flow can play an important role at critical moments. This idea can be applied to the current training of the British army.

Thinking of this, Lin Zihan asked the soldiers to temporarily disband and rest, and then called the three officers over and said, "I have thought of a solution to the current predicament, you can refer to it." We can tie a white strip of cloth around the soldier's left arm, and when you give the command, you can distinguish the left and right with or without the strip of cloth, which should allow the soldier to quickly adapt to the queue password. ”

Smart people are often a little bit thorough, and the three of them quickly understood the role of Lin Zihan's method, if this method is popularized throughout the army, then the speed at which the British army can train a qualified soldier will be faster than that of other countries on the European continent, which is definitely a groundbreaking initiative.

Bert originally thought that the commander of the company could only fight, but the facts showed that Lin Zihan also had his own unique views on training soldiers. This time, Bert really regarded this lieutenant, who was younger than himself, as his real superior and commander, after all, the army is the place where the strongest are most respected.

The three of them quickly implemented the method Lin Zihan said, and sure enough, those soldiers basically learned how to distinguish between left and right in one afternoon, which was something that was unimaginable before. A few days later, to the rhythm of the drummers and flutists, the entire company was in full formation. In the era of platoon shooting, the importance of the platoon was not what the later armies could imagine, and only a compact and neat formation could bring out the firepower of the entire platoon, form a dense firepower network, and form a cluster breakthrough effect in hand-to-hand combat with bayonets.

In fact, in the entire queue training, Lin Zihan was more of a bystander, which is not to say that Lin Zihan knew little about this aspect, but because the reserve training of the Great Celestial Empire Army he received in later generations was incompatible with the training methods of the British army in the eighteenth century. It would not be wise for him to rashly apply the basic military training he had learned in later generations to his own company, which would not only conflict with the existing British army's own model, but also arouse great suspicion among others. Therefore, Lin Zihan handed over some basic training, such as queues, formation changes, and reloading training, to Ai Wen, and Bert and Barnett, two military juniors, studied on the side, so as to completely decentralize power. It was precisely because of this that Ai Wen became the officer that the soldiers hated the most, instead of Lin Zihan, who had arrested them here at that time, which was also an unexpected benefit for him.

After the platoon training was over, Evan set about cultivating the soldiers' sense of resolute obedience. In the era when line infantry tactics were all the rage, firing at a distance of about 70 yards from the enemy was definitely the ultimate test of every soldier's psychological endurance. As the first row of soldiers in a line formation, the probability of surviving under the dense lead bullet shooting is extremely low, which adds to the psychological pressure of the soldiers.

Human nature determines that when faced with danger, people will always instinctively want to avoid it. This is understandable, but if the infantry in every line of formation tried to avoid this danger, the army would be crushed by a dense barrage of lead bullets the moment it came into contact with the enemy. Commanders also knew that it was impossible to demand courage from every soldier, and that the only way to do that was to make obedience an instinctive reflex of the soldiers. Let the soldiers not dare to act rashly without the officer's order, even if in their hearts they are already terrified to the extreme.

Aven's training methods are brutal, but practical. The guy pulled the soldiers directly to a beach near the military port, made the soldiers line up in a standard three-column formation, and then walked slowly towards the sea to the sound of the drums of the military musicians. Barnett and Bert looked at the team moving into the sea with some dumbfounded, is that okay? The two who wanted to stop Ai Wen from doing this, but after seeing Lin Zihan, who was silent on the side, they died down.

The soldiers began to feel a little uneasy when the sea touched their knees, and if the officers did not give the order to stop advancing, wouldn't it be no different from sending them to death? As a result, the soldiers, who had not long been textile workers and drunkards, began to have a chaotic pace, and even the queue became chaotic. Some of the soldiers actually stopped and hesitated, and the soldiers in the back row could not continue to move forward.

With a black face, Evan picked up his horsewhip and walked into the sea, and slashed at the soldiers who stopped: "You damn pigs, did I order you to stop?" Damn, if I were on the battlefield, I wouldn't hesitate to shoot all of you hillbillies! Collect the team, tonight, all those who did not resolutely carry out the order did not have dinner!"

The soldiers who had not eaten dinner after a whip wailed, after a day of intense training, they had already been hungry with their chests and backs, and now there was no dinner! The soldiers were all remorseful for their hesitation, and it was not pleasant to go to bed hungry. And those soldiers who kept moving forward, looked at their unlucky companions with some schadenfreude, in fact, Aven just signaled them to stop when they walked to the position where the sea water did not reach their chest, this is just training, you really can't let the soldiers die, right?

Lin Zihan watched with relish as Ai Wen tossed those soldiers, which reminded him of a later joke about the reactions and performances of Chinese, Japanese and American soldiers after their commander ordered them to walk off the cliff. Chinese soldiers will stay on the edge of the cliff, which shows the flexibility of the Chinese. American soldiers would shout at their officers and refuse to obey ridiculous orders, which was a manifestation of American individualism. The Japanese soldiers, on the other hand, would go forward without saying a word, even if there were thousands of cliffs in front of them. Although this is just a joke, it also reflects from the side how obedient the Japanese soldiers are to the orders of their superiors, no wonder the Japanese army and marines, whose individual weapons and equipment are scum in front of Europe and the United States, can make the American army, armed to the teeth, shed blood on a small island in the Pacific Ocean.

Just when Lin Zihan's thoughts were crooked again, Ai Wen's rough voice sounded again: "Hurry up, you sewer bugs, even assemble like this, the last person to run to me, be careful that I kick your ass!" In the past few days, Aiwen's stern and even paralyzed face had already left a shadow in the hearts of the recruits, so after Evan roared, these poor recruits quickly formed a team like a fire burning their butts, and stood neatly in front of the four officers.

Lin Zihan looked at the soldiers who were soaked but trying to stand up straight, and couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, he was just a reserve soldier in his previous life, but now he is the commander of a company. Sometimes, fate is so unpredictable, like a street corner, you never know what the scenery will be on the other side without turning it.

Looking at the bloody remnant sun that had fallen to the line of the sea and sky, Lin Zihan's heart suddenly stirred, tomorrow will be a new day.