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The consequences of the Boy Scouts' return to the camp after the New Year were unexpectedly a dozen less, and there was even an old student of Aishchenko. biquge.info Just when the old students of Jiashenke thought that Zheng Kezhang would cut a few teams as usual, Zheng Kezhang made an unexpected adjustment - this time, Zheng Kezhang listed all the students who were over 15 years old in the two phases of Jiashen and Yimao to form the two teams A and B, while the rest retained the original establishment.

"What kind of reputation is this battalion officer?" Yang Yi, who was demoted from squad leader to ordinary soldier, looked at the liveliness of the instructor opposite Yanwuping, and couldn't hold back her jealousy and whispered to her cousin Yang Lan beside her. "Liu Wenlai, this kid doesn't know what kind of luck he bumped into, this time he actually went straight to the team leader, if we don't leave, it won't be this guy's turn to say anything."

"Don't talk nonsense, stand up quickly, it'll be over there soon, if the battalion officers and instructors see your sneaky appearance, they will have to eat a few military sticks." Yang Lan didn't seem to want to deal with this cousin, and stood up straight with her face twisted, as if Zheng Kezhang was in front of them at the moment. "Quick, they're coming!"

Yang Yi immediately put on a look of looking at his eyes, nose, nose, mouth, mouth, mouth, and heart, and waited for a while, Zheng Kezhang came to them: "There are those from Jiashenke, and there are also those from Yimaoke last year, a total of eighty-seven, why did you take you out of the team?" I think some of them have already guessed it. Yes, you are the oldest in the battalion, so from today onwards, you will officially form a team to learn the method of battle formation and the art of battlefield killing. ”

There was a slight sensation in the queue, but under the strict military discipline, these teenagers who had more or less suffered some hardships still stood honestly in the team: "Yu Er and others were originally squad leaders, storm troopers or ordinary pacesetters, now they are all the same, they have to learn from scratch, do well, they can be promoted to storm officers, squad leaders and even team leaders, but if they don't do well, they will give Yu Hui to fight with Bill and other little boys."

Zheng Kezang's words were a little hurtful, so the teenagers present stretched their faces one by one to make a gesture of exertion, seeing this scene, Zheng Kezhang chuckled with satisfaction: "Since you have all the strength, well, then from now on, you will be the real soldiers, and when the time comes, the rest of the teachers will not keep their hands."

After dinner, the young soldiers, who were as tired as dead dogs, were re-unfolding bedding and other utensils and supplies in the newly moved barracks, just as the big guys were busy, Li Shun quietly asked his friends around him: "Ma Ying, the battalion officer asked us to choose a position, are you going to choose a spearman or a firecracker?" ”

Zheng Kezang's original design was to include two pikemen and two sword and shield bearers in each group, and the remaining one was armed with long-range weapons such as muskets or bows and arrows, but this formation, which was recognized by Sun Youlao, was belittled by He Qian. He Qian believes that in this way, not only is the number of long-range suppression weapons in each department obviously insufficient, but also the melee combat ability is also a problem, and it must be known that the long spear can only play its role when fighting in a group, and once dispersed, it is better to use a five-foot (note: Gongbu ruler, one foot is 0.311 meters) short gun than to use three long guns.

Zheng Kezang, who humbly accepted it, immediately entrusted He Qian to adjust the deployment; according to the new establishment table, the weapons of each team are now unified, and in the future, the battalion level will be composed of two spearmen, one team of musketeers, two teams of sword and shield soldiers, and one team of archers, and the establishment of battalions and above will be discussed in the future.

According to this arrangement, this time Zheng Kezhang could only be formed into two teams first, in view of the higher requirements of the sword and shield hands for individual martial arts, and the spear and musket are more inclined and disciplined, so Zheng Kezhang finally decided to form a full spear team and a disqualified musket team first, it is for this reason that the teenagers are faced with the first choice in their military careers.

"I want to be a sword and shield soldier, but unfortunately I didn't have a choice this time." Ma Ying came from a family of fishermen at sea and was accustomed to hand-to-hand combat since he was a child, so spears and firearms were not his favorites. "Isn't it the deadline the day after tomorrow? So I'm ready to think again, don't just talk about me, what are you going to choose? ”

"Needless to say, it's a pikeman." Li Shun swept the surroundings and quietly broke the news. "I heard that the fire gun will explode after a few shots, rather than being injured by your own weapon, it is better to rush to the head of the battle with real swords and guns, and maybe you can be awarded the battalion officer award for the merit of trapping the battle and ascending first."

"Look at your beauty, what kind of trapping, first, this pikeman doesn't matter." An Long on the side laughed when he heard it. "I didn't listen to what the instructors said, the pikemen pay the most attention to the formation, they will not be used to siege the city at all, nor will they pursue the enemy, and even the head is not allowed to be cut, and their own firecrackers are empty to do the work for them."

"Head?" At the mention of the severed and bloody human head, the face of the young man who was walking with him became very bad, and many people even said it because of this. "What, when the firecracker is going to cut off people's heads in the future, I don't choose it, I don't choose it, I don't choose it, I see that scary thing, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat for three days."

"Coward!" An Long pursed his lips disdainfully. "I didn't hear what the battalion commander said, we will be real soldiers in the future, maybe we will go to the battlefield to kill the Tartars at any time, if we can't even eat by cutting off a dead man's head at that time, then you might as well roll into that group of little hairy children and play in the mud now."

"But, I'm still a little scared." The voice of the teenager who had just spoken trembled a little. "I'd better choose the pikeman."

"Pikemen?" An Long grinned. "Sue sù big guy, in fact, being a pikeman is terrifying? What do you think you will do when the Tartars rush at you? If you want to escape, there are people on the side and behind you, and you can only raise your hand if you block the first column. Want to fight with the Tartars? The knife on the opposite side is bright and snowy, it can shine your cold hair, and the sound of horses' hooves smashing on your heart, at this time, I am afraid that you will not even be able to lift your hand, but if you don't lift the gun in your hand, then you are waiting for death! ”

Li Shun couldn't help but shudder, as if he was really in the battle of thousands of troops and horses at the moment, and the enemy who couldn't see his face clearly on the opposite side had already rushed over: "Brother Anlong, don't you say so much, it's scary." ”

"An Long, what you said is probably a lie," Hu Mei, the son of Hu Jing, the general of the ranger town, is the only general in this house, and he is usually used to hearing the story of his father saying that he entered and exited three times in the enemy army, so he had some doubts about An Long's statement. "Why is it different from what my father said?"

"Your dad lied to you." An Long said with a big grin. "Otherwise, why does Mr. say that a few people will come back to fight in ancient times?"

"You are talking nonsense, how could my father lie to me." Hearing An Long's disrespect for his father, Hu Mei became a little angry, he dropped the things in his hand, ran to An Long, pointed at An Long's nose with his finger, and exposed it to the young man next to him. "You haven't actually been on the battlefield, who knows if you're lying."

"Who said I hadn't been on the battlefield?" An Long looked back at the other party unconvinced. "When I was six years old, the Tartars killed me in the village, and my father fled with me on his back, with a bright knife and arrows as fast as a meteor." An Long said as he spoke, as if there was a terrifying scene in front of him again. "With a knife, my uncle's head fell off, and the blood rushed to the old high, an arrow came and shot at my aunt's leg, and my aunt cried and was dragged away by the tartar"

The bloodshed and horror of the war were narrated by An Long, and the teenagers who had never really seen blood were stunned for a while.

"My home is gone, so my father and I followed Wang Shang to Taiwan," An Long looked at the people around him and clenched his fists. "Baoshang sent someone to say that the battalion officer picked us to join the camp as pro-soldiers, I thought it was an opportunity, so I told my father, my father didn't want me to come, but I had to come, so I finally agreed." An Long wiped the tears that flowed down. "I will definitely follow the battalion officer to fight across the mainland, and kill those Tartars to avenge my uncle and aunt!"

"Anlong, it's my fault, I shouldn't blame you." Hu Mei couldn't help but bow her head and apologize at this moment.

"Ke Anlong, so much time has passed, how do you know who killed your uncle and robbed your aunt? How can you take revenge! ”

"It's been a long time, and I can't find an enemy, but all Tartars should be killed! All traitors who throw themselves at the Tartars should also be killed! An Long waved his hand murderously. Killing one may be wrong, killing a thousand may be wrong, but killing all of them will never be wrong! ”

"That's right! Kill all the Tartars and traitors! Avenge Anlong's family! The feelings of the young men in the same house were mobilized by An Long, and they were all gearing up, as if there were countless Tartars and traitors in front of them who had no resistance for them to kill one by one.

"Thank you, brothers, for your righteousness!" An Long hugged his fists and looked at his roommates very angrily, but at this time it was already dark, and the face of the young man who had just been excited also showed irrepressible tiredness. "Let's go to bed early, we have to early tomorrow."

Most of the teenagers fell asleep when they heard this, but some people were too excited to fall asleep: "Brother Anlong, are you asleep?" ”

"Not yet? If you don't go to bed early, you'll have to eat a stick if you don't come tomorrow. An Long scares the other party with a sigh of anger. It's not that you haven't seen the military sticks in the hands of the instructors, this time it's not the rattan of the past, just that size, it will really break the skin and flesh when hit on the body, and it will hurt so much that you can't get out of bed for three or two days. ”

"Brother Anlong, but I still can't sleep." The voice is faint. "Brother Anlong, will you choose a spearman or a firecracker?"

"Me?" An Long's voice also seemed a little erratic. "I want to choose the gunner of the Hongyi cannon, but I don't have it now, but I heard from the teacher that only if you choose the gunner, you will be selected to learn what to fire in the future, so"

Before he finished speaking, An Long's snoring sounded, and when he heard An Long's snoring, his breathing became heavy: "Hongyi cannon, firecracker, I, I also want to"

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