"Kill, kill, kill."

Chen Qiao, the commander of the third company, personally went down and led the soldiers of the third company to practice stabbing, and the killing shouted loudly.

Yuan Pengfei stood aside and watched for a long time, and sighed secretly in his heart. The victory in this battle injected a dose of strength into the hearts of the soldiers of the second battalion.

Especially the recruits who went to the battlefield for the first time, they beat the little devils hard. not only established the confidence that the little devil is not so terrible, but also released a lot of depression that has been accumulated in his heart.

Where there is a positive impact, there is a negative impact.

People are afraid, and on the battlefield recruits will be scared at first because of the tense atmosphere, the cruelty of the battle.

But when the war started, because I was infected by the atmosphere of war, I adapted to this environment and atmosphere, and slowly forgot about my fears.

But when they leave the battlefield and enter a peaceful and secure daily training life, a feeling of fear comes back to them.

Especially the army that has lost the battle, the departure of comrades in the morning and twilight, the painful wail of the wounded soldiers, the frustration of being chased like a lost dog, all kinds of emotions are piled up, which will make an army like it has been pulled off its backbone and can no longer stand up.

Although the second battalion won the battle this time, the casualties were not too large. However, the psychological impact of the first two points on recruits will not be washed away by victory, and it still exists.

Chen Qiao asked the soldiers to devote their enthusiasm to training, which could make them think less about such things, but this was still a symptom but not a cure, and it could not make the morale of the soldiers quickly become high.

"Old Chen." Yuan Pengfei beckoned to him.

Chen Qiao handed the gun to Peng Juncheng, the platoon commander who was also the deputy of the company, and asked him to continue to train with the soldiers. ”

Yuan Pengfei slapped Chen Qiao on the shoulder, and scolded with a smile: "When did you old Chen learn this set, come with me." ”

"Isn't there a soldier here, I have to maintain the majesty of your battalion commander!" Chen Qiao said with a smile.

The two are also old partners, and there are not so many barriers between superiors and subordinates. When it comes to the psychological problems of the soldiers in the company, they are not shy about it.

Chen Qiao said solemnly: "Old Yuan, I think this matter should be taken seriously, if it is not solved early, once the soldiers are overwhelmed by fear, maybe there will be a big problem at some point." ”

Yuan Pengfei also had a solemn face, he knew what Chen Qiao was talking about - deserters. In this era of gunpowder, desertion is not uncommon.

In the middle of the night, deserters who deserted one or two times are the most common.

More recently, last winter, there were four deserters in a new regiment, and when they were later captured and shot, the soldiers confided that they were afraid of death and did not want to fight.

After the political commissar went to the division headquarters to study the spirit, he specially held a meeting with the cadres at the company and battalion level, and asked them to be careful of such signs of the soldiers and to be more concerned about them.

Of course, desertion is such a thing, but it is inevitable in the army.

Although the Japanese hailed themselves as the spirit of bushido, they served the emperor. However, there are always some people who have become deserters and prisoners, not all of them diehards.

And on the side of the national army, let alone mention. By August 1941, about 11,000 people had fled. It has become a laughing stock when it comes out. The Eighth Route Army also used them as a negative example and warned commanders at all levels to take this as a warning.

Yuan Pengfei also knew that an even more exaggerated one was recorded in the diary of a certain big man, a certain division originally had 6,000 combat soldiers, but as a result, eight or nine hundred casualties were lost, more than 3,000 people escaped, and in the end only more than 2,000 people remained.

When this kind of thing happens, presumably the remaining people will have little combat effectiveness, and a division will be scrapped like this.

Thousands of miles of embankment, collapsed in the anthill. As long as there is a deserter, it will make the whole army fluctuate, so this kind of thing must not be underestimated.

What's more, there has not been a single deserter from the top and bottom of the independent regiment, and not a single soldier who has been captured alive by the enemy. If Yuan Pengfei's second battalion had set this precedent, he would have to be nailed to the pillar of shame. This is something he absolutely will not allow.

Yuan Pengfei: "Lao Chen, I think so. Today, I will go to the regiment headquarters to ask for instructions, and let our political commissar Zhao come to give a lecture, give psychological counseling to the soldiers, and improve their morale. ”

Chen Qiao's eyes lit up: "Okay, I think this is a good idea." Our political commissar Zhao is a top student of Yenching University, and even the regiment commander can be tempered by him, and it is absolutely no problem to give psychological counseling to the soldiers. ”

Chen Qiao agreed, and Yuan Pengfei also had some confidence in his heart. This was also an idea that he thought of temporarily, and the affirmation of his old comrades-in-arms gave him a lot of confidence.

Yuan Pengfei: "Lao Chen, I don't think it's enough to just do counseling and training, I have to find some work for the soldiers, so that they can put their enthusiasm into it." ”

Chen Qiao: "Old Yuan, gather morale and let the soldiers devote themselves to enthusiasm, and they must be trained in stabbing and stabbing." And we can't let go of the previous honors of the three times. ”

Before the 2nd Battalion suffered such a big loss, the 2nd Battalion had always participated in the stabbing competition held by the whole regiment. It's just that most of the time, the honor is won by their first battalion and three companies, and the names that the second battalion can obtain are relatively ordinary.

Yuan Pengfei: "The fighters really can't put down the actual combat training. However, there are a lot of recruits in our second battalion, and it is still a bit of a loss to directly compete with the first battalion and the third battalion for training.

In this way, take this opportunity to let the four companies in the battalion start training against each other. After accumulating some experience, we will go to the third battalion to practice our hands, and finally compete with the old battalion to see who is more powerful. ”

Chen Qiao patted his chest and said with a big grin: "Old Yuan, you can take a good look!" We used to be able to bring the third company to the first, and now we can also bring the second battalion to the first. ”

Compared with the first battalion, is the second battalion inferior in weapons and equipment? Is it the manpower that is missing? It's not, what is bad is the background, and it is the eccentricity of the head of the regiment.

The regiment commander always looked for a battalion for any combat mission, and although losses were frequent, the victories were one after another, and the development was naturally much faster than that of the second and third battalions.

However, Yuan Pengfei couldn't say that he could raise the morale of others and destroy his own prestige, so he could only comfort and encourage a few words of kindness, and let Chen Qiao take the three companies to do a good job.

………

Yuan Pengfei rushed to find the political commissar, but no matter how careful he was, he couldn't avoid a battalion of soldiers on duty. Before entering the regiment headquarters, Zhang Dabiao appeared in front of him.

"Lao Yuan, you have become a fine when you become the commander of the second battalion, right! When you come to the door of the first battalion, don't you go back to see? ”

Yuan Pengfei was a little weak-hearted, as if a mouse that had been stolen was caught by a cat. The main thing is that he did something not very authentic in the distribution of the captured guns and ammunition.

The category of rifles is only 38 big cover and medium formal, but there is still a difference between the old and the new and the degree of maintenance.

Although Yuan Pengfei was in a hurry at the time, he also let the experienced veterans pick out all the guns with good performance, and the ones given to the first battalion were relatively the worst. If it weren't for the fact that it was too much to replace it with those miscellaneous rifles, he would have wanted to replace them with miscellaneous rifles.

There is also a big difference between the three crooked handles captured and the three Czechs, which have high shooting accuracy and can almost point anywhere in the effective range. And it is rugged and durable, even in the harsh battlefield environment, it is not easy to be damaged by continuous shooting.

When the Eighth Route Army launched an attack on the devil's position, the Czech light machine gun could accompany the infantry to advance quickly and provide timely fire support.

The shooter can hold the light machine gun flat and shoot while charging, which is a perfect weapon for the Eighth Route Army, which has excellent performance and can attack and defend.

There are many shortcomings of the crooked handle, the structure is too complicated, and there are often some minor failures. At the same time, the need to lubricate the bullet is also one of the important problems in the event of shooting failure.

Although the oiled bullet can ensure a smooth supply of ammunition, the associated problem is that it is easy to get dust. For the Eighth Route Army, the consumption of lubricating oil was also a problem.

So Yuan Pengfei didn't think about it, and directly took two crooked machine guns and sent them to the regiment headquarters.

If Zhang Dabiao can endure these two, the other pistol that can be used as a hand and foot will also make him angry.

There are two kinds of pistols seized this time, the standard pistol king eight box (14-year pistol) of the Japanese standard, and the other is a barge gun captured from the puppet army, that is, the German Mauser pistol.

Li Yunlong was holding this kind of gun in his hand, and the company, platoon, and battalion cadres of the independent regiment also liked this kind of gun. Good performance, sturdy and durable, with a magazine of 20 rounds, it can be used as a machine gun at close range.

There is no doubt that Yuan Pengfei replaced all the shares of the Guiyi Battalion with the Wang Ba box, and Zhang Dabiao would have a ghost if he had no fire.

So in the face of this kind of love behavior of being caught doing bad things, Yuan Pengfei could only smile and say: "You are my old battalion commander, don't you know me." In the wind and fire, it is always impossible to forget. This time I also have an urgent matter to find the political commissar, otherwise I will definitely have to ask the battalion commander to drink. ”

Zhang Dabiao also knew that the business was important, but he still let out cruel words: "Very good, then you remember, you must invite me to drink this month, if you don't drink me well, I must find you to practice." ”

Yuan Pengfei agreed with a smile on the surface, but secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good. If you want to talk about drinking in the independent group, one of the top two is a monk, and the other is Zhang Dabiao.

After the monk got drunk, he was drunk, and Yuan Pengfei couldn't beat him, if he hadn't hurriedly called several soldiers, he would have been beaten and couldn't get off the ground.

And Zhang Dabiao drinks a lot of wine, and he doesn't know where he practiced it, his face is slightly red after a pound of wine, and he has to use a lot of wine if he wants to get drunk!

As for the head of the regiment, Li Yunlong, it's not that he Yuan Pengfei looks down on people, and he is really not good at drinking. Although he is a heavy drinker, he often likes to make trouble.

But according to the political commissar, before the two of them finished drinking the two bottles of wine, Li Yunlong was drunk. Yuan Pengfei got him drunk, which is really not a problem.