Early the next morning, the wake-up call sounded with a whin, and the fighters got up in a panic to assemble. Li Fugui was very uncomfortable with this way of life, and by the time he arrived at the playground, he had already lost a lot of time. Seeing that Regiment Commander Zheng and the officers were waiting for them with black faces, Li Fugui turned pale with fear, for fear that he would be beaten by the commander's military stick.

Fortunately, Zheng Weiguo didn't say anything, he didn't even look at the watch when he stood on the stage, and he seemed very patient. After all the personnel of the security regiment in Ping'an County arrived, Zheng Weiguo left a platoon to be on duty in the city, and the rest of the personnel began to conduct physical training.

Just like the other day, the first thing is running. Zheng Weiguo led his subordinates to run in circles along the county seat. It didn't take long for Li Fugui to feel a little tired, and secretly moved to the back of the team. Some of the fighters were worse than him, and the ranks gradually became scattered.

After the reorganization, the officers and men are still not familiar with each other, and many of the newly appointed squad leaders have not even figured out who is under them. At first, only one or two people fell behind, but when the others saw that the officers were unable to maintain order, they followed suit, and more and more people were lazy and left behind.

Li Fugui also discovered this, thinking that running fast and slow is the same, so why work so hard? So he gradually fell behind the bottom of the line, looking like he was going to die. The fighters began to play a game of who was lazier.

Zheng Weiguo had long noticed that most of the fighters were reluctant to train, especially when it came to physical training. He thought it would be better after the reorganization, but when he looked back, he found that the team was already in disarray. Compared with yesterday morning, this performance has not only not improved, but has regressed a lot.

Zheng Weiguo felt hot on his face, he originally wanted the soldiers to shout a few slogans, like one, two, three, four, protect the family and defend the country, etc., so as to publicize the security group. But this kind of military appearance should not alarm the people, so as not to damage the image of the security regiment. So, he asked the team to turn around and run out of the city, and rehearsed a rapid march along the official road to Tongping County.

After only two or three kilometers, many people were already tired, and they almost maintained a uniform movement at turtle speed, dragging a team of less than 100 people for a mile or two. It was useless for the officers to go and reprimand, and some said that they could not run even if they were killed. Zheng Weiguo had no choice but to temporarily organize these people into a platoon and let them walk behind, while the rest of the people continued to run until they could no longer run.

Running and running, more and more people are falling behind. After running for about five or six kilometers, Zheng Weiguo saw that there was no one behind him, so he had to stop. After waiting for more than an hour, the last group of soldiers arrived. Compared to the ordinary soldiers, the officers performed better, but only to a limited extent. Zheng Weiguo took their performances to heart, but he didn't have a seizure on the spot. Freezing three feet, not a day's cold, since he made up his mind to train this group of soldiers, he has enough psychological preparation.

When the last group of people arrived at the temporary assembly point, Zheng Weiguo did not give them time to rest, and directly announced that the troops would immediately return to the county seat for breakfast.

He stood on the mountain bun and shouted, "The first ten soldiers to go back have meat buns, eggs, and eight-treasure porridge!" The next fifty people can eat white-flour steamed buns, and the rest of them can only gnaw on wowotou when they go back. ”

When the soldiers heard this, they were all excited, and they wanted to rush to the county seat immediately. As soon as the starting gun sounded, they rushed towards the county seat like tigers descending from the mountain. It's a lot faster than when I came. Zheng Weiguo also found that some people were weak when they came, dragging them behind, but when they went back, they ran very fast, as if they were a different person. It can be seen that there were many people who were lazy before.

Li Fugui is one of them, in fact, he is very good at running, but he doesn't want to be stupid. For the sake of meat buns, eggs and eight-treasure porridge, he decided to fight. However, he soon discovered that the meat buns and eggs were not so tasty, because there were not a few people who thought the same way as him. Not to mention eating meat buns, whoever doesn't want to gnaw on the wowotou has to take out the strength to eat milk.

Zhang Haiyan was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Tuanza, you should have come up with this idea earlier." ”

Zheng Weiguo also smiled and said, "It's also the first time I know that Dao meat buns are so easy to use!" Let's give it a try! So saying, he ran down the mountain.

Zhang Haiyan hurriedly said: "Tuanzuo, you rush!" Seeing Zheng Weiguo, he ran down the hill in an instant, and hurriedly chased after him. However, his own speed was not as good as Zheng Weiguo, and he ran a few seconds late, so he could only watch Zheng Weiguo's back disappear in front of him.

Zheng Weiguo quickly ran to the front of the group, and the soldiers did not dare to run in front of him, and they all followed closely behind his ass. Zheng Weiguo knew this, he looked back and smiled: "Whoever can outrun me, I will make him the deputy squad leader!" There's meat to eat every meal! ”

When the fighters heard this, they immediately howled and prepared to overtake. However, Zheng Weiguo's strength has recovered well, and it is very difficult to run in front of him. Many people did not master the skills of long-distance running, and soon became so tired that they had to stop and watch their comrades fly past them one by one.

When he arrived at the city gate, there was really a soldier running in front of Zheng Weiguo. This guy is Li Fugui, who has not been in the security group for a long time. Although Zheng Weiguo has retained his strength, it is surprising that no person who has undergone professional long-distance running training can run so fast.

Zheng Weiguo smiled and said, "Good boy, why are you running so fast?" What did you do before? ”

Li Fugui was so tired that he couldn't speak, he was wheezing and gasping, trying to make a gesture, but he couldn't express anything.

By this time, several fighters had already caught up. However, they were all exhausted, and some of them sat on the ground and gasped loudly as soon as they ran to the city gate, while others simply lay down on the spot.

When Zheng Weiguo saw it, he hurriedly said, "Quick, come and help them up." You can't just fall to the ground to rest, you'll get sick! Several soldiers on duty rushed over and helped them up.

Li Fugui finally evened out his breath and leaned against the wall with some difficulty. He really wanted to ask Zheng Weiguo, did the previous promise count? He was always thinking about being the deputy squad leader, so much so that the meat buns and eggs were tasteless at breakfast.

The other fighters didn't think so much, and immediately pounced on the meat buns and eggs with green eyes. The warriors who arrived later all looked at them drooling, and then bit down their steamed buns. The people who arrived after the most had no face to see anyone, and they all took their nests and heads and hid aside in shame.

After breakfast, a trumpet sounded, and the troops quickly assembled again. Looking at Zheng Weiguo on the stage, Li Fugui's heart was pounding, thinking that he was going to announce that he would make me the deputy squad leader?

Zheng Weiguo did not disappoint Li Fugui and soon announced his appointment. Because Li Fugui was a local and good at long-distance running, he was appointed as the second deputy squad leader of the guard squad, mainly responsible for the communication of the regiment headquarters. At present, the regiment headquarters still lacks a communications squad, and when there are enough personnel, it will be separated from the guard squad.

Li Fugui stood on the stage with a red face and didn't know what to say, he thought about it for a long time, and finally said: "I, I'll run first tomorrow!" The soldiers let out a burst of laughter, so ashamed that Li Fugui almost fell headlong.

After resting for half an hour, Zheng Weiguo gathered the team again for queue training. These workouts are low in intensity and also aid digestion. The soldiers of the security regiment have a very low level of education, and even the simple actions of standing upright, taking a break, walking in unison, and walking in steps are very difficult to teach, so angry that Zheng Weiguo wants to beat people.

After training for a while, the new instructor Zhilan arrived, and Zheng Weiguo hurriedly asked the soldiers to gather in the large hall of the county government with their pens and literacy books.

Zhilan looked at some people in the audience who were talking to each other, and said coquettishly: "Don't talk small, I don't have to be a teacher!" "It's not the first time she has come to class, she wasn't so bold at the beginning, she was used to it by Zheng Weiguo and them.

Zheng Weiguo, as the squad leader, hurriedly said: "All salute, salute!" ”

The commanders and fighters in the audience hurriedly got up and gave a military salute, and shouted in unison: "Hello Instructor Zhang!" ”

Zhilan sneered and said, "Hello students, start class now!" ”

Everyone in the audience hurriedly opened the literacy textbook, and there was a sound of turning paper. Zheng Weiguo also learned from the classroom properly, on the one hand, he did have to learn traditional Chinese characters, on the other hand, if he was not there, classroom discipline may not be guaranteed.

Zhilan's class was well taught, and the warriors were willing to learn. Unfortunately, she didn't come back soon after because of her family's opposition. Zheng Weiguo had to hire a new male instructor, and as a result, the soldiers' enthusiasm for learning plummeted.

Based on the experience gained in the morning, Zheng Weiguo divided the Chinese food into three levels, the ten fighters who performed best in the queue and culture class ate meat, and the next fifty could drink broth. The rest of the comrades, you are still vegetarians.

In order to maintain the prestige of the officers, the officers also participated in the training, but they ate separately. The uniformity of officers and soldiers is actually relative, officers are officers, and soldiers are soldiers, how can it be completely consistent? Feng Yuxiang was because he treated the officers as soldiers, and as a result, everyone rebelled and left. Of course, it is not a laissez-faire approach to the officers, Zheng Weiguo has another set of methods to deal with the officers.

In order to urge the officers to strengthen their own military literacy, Zheng Weiguo specially designed a system for the survival of the fittest for the officers. He will rate the performance of the officers, evaluate them once a month, eliminate those who do not qualify, and promote those who perform first. Because there is a great shortage of cadres above the company commander level, this system is only applicable to the platoon and squad levels for the time being.

After lunch, there is another shooting training, and the top 10 shooters will enjoy the most sumptuous dinner, and the poor ones will be lowered in turn. This time, Li Dazhuang was brave and achieved a good result. He already had a good foundation, but it was wasted in the past two years. After a few days of hard training, he regained his long-lost marksmanship.

In order to motivate the commanders and fighters to practice their marksmanship hard, Zheng Weiguo made a decision: "The shooting results are recorded and evaluated once a week." The best rifle and pistol shooters will be selected for 10 each, and their pay will be doubled! If you can keep the first place, you can get an extra salary as a shooting instructor. Well, also, the ten worst shooters will give Lao Tzu a 20% discount! ”

As soon as this order was announced, it was really a few happy and a few worried. Those with good marksmanship naturally smiled so much that their mouths were grinning under their ears, and those with poor marksmanship were secretly anxious. It's not just a matter of money, it's also a matter of face! Especially for officers at the company and platoon level, if their marksmanship is not as good as that of the soldiers under them, what a shame it is.

In addition, in consideration of the fact that fighting the Japanese devils was indispensable to fight with bayonets, bayonet training was also conducted after the shooting training. Due to the lack of protective gear, I can only practice the technique for the time being. The top 10 of the best performers can also enjoy a hearty dinner, but there will be no first place for the time being, because there is no confrontational training, and it is difficult to determine who is first.

In the evenings, the soldiers had to concentrate on their studies, and their main job now was to read and write. Because it was inconvenient for a girl in Zhilan to go out at night, Zheng Weiguo specially invited an old master to come to the security team at night to take classes. In addition to literacy, the officers also attended a tactical course taught by Zheng Weiguo. At the end of the day, everyone was tired, only a few people could eat supper, and most people went back to sleep.

Zheng Weiguo couldn't sleep, and got up again in the middle of the night to patrol. Except for a few soldiers standing guard and platoon commanders on duty, the soldiers who had been tired for a day were already snoring. Zheng Weiguo looked at the barracks blankly, as if he had returned to the base of the special forces brigade. After a busy day, Zheng Weiguo felt physically and mentally exhausted. He silently thought, can he complete this mission by himself?