"As long as we don't directly assess the knowledge points learned in high school, the two of us still have room for effort." Ruan Haocheng added thoughtfully.

The uneasiness in Chen Zhiyun's heart lightened slightly, "Then we will work harder to make up for our shortcomings with diligence." ”

"In addition, after the commander of the martial arts battalion sent someone to teach us and we knew what we wanted to learn, we would look for relevant information in a targeted manner."

I think there should be a special place to borrow books in this barracks, and it should not be difficult to find relevant materials.

According to Ruan Haocheng's guess, the people sent by the battalion commander to teach them must be related to life or training in the barracks, and it should not be the basic theoretical knowledge learned in high school.

"Looking for information? Will there be relevant review materials? Chen Zhiyun immediately thought of the various review materials issued by the school during the review stage of the college entrance examination.

Ruan Haocheng shook his head slightly, "The three of us are squad leaders, and our duty should be to cooperate with the platoon commander to train the comrades in the squad, for example, if the battalion commander sends someone to teach us how to train everyone more efficiently, and the assessment may allow each of us to put forward our own suggestions in this regard, then we should check more information in this regard, and then integrate our own new ideas and new ideas, so that it is possible to achieve better results." ”

"I don't think that's what I'm teaching! Besides, it's not that difficult! ”

"I'm just giving an example, but don't think it's simple, think about it carefully, our training is no different from the training of soldiers in ancient times, it can't just be physical training, it should also need tactical training!"

Ruan Haocheng is not sure about this, but he loves to read ancient books and has read all the ancient books in the library of their county No. 1 Middle School, and he still knows a lot about ancient tactics and physical training.

"Tactics? Now I don't fight—"

Chen Zhiyun's words suddenly stopped, no, it seems that there is a war in the south now.

"When you say that, this training is really not easy."

"That's what I'll say, what the specific battalion commander arranged for someone to teach us, only then can we know."

Ruan Haocheng frowned slightly, and continued: "We can't do anything now, we can only wait for someone to start teaching us, and then we will discuss specific countermeasures." ”

Chen Zhiyun nodded approvingly, "Okay, just as you said, we'll figure out a way together when the time comes." ”

It was almost ten o'clock, and the comrades in the dormitory began to walk back one after another.

Although Chen Zhiyun still wanted to continue to chat with Ruan Haocheng for a while, he always felt that it was not convenient after having someone he was not familiar with.

After briefly chatting with Ruan Haocheng about which company, platoon, and squad Chen Ziqiang, Zhao Peng and others were assigned to, he had to reluctantly resign and go back to his residence with Guo Tao.

After sending Chen Zhiyun and Guo Tao away, Ruan Haocheng took out his notebook and pen again, and wrote a letter to his father and mother while lying on the bed.

Just when Ruan Haocheng, Chen Zhiyun and Guo Tao were chatting together, Wu Yingjie met the third batch of guests tonight.

Not long after Chen Zhiyun and Guo Tao left, that is, at about 8:40, Zhang Cheng walked into Wu Yingjie's house with three officers.

These three people are Fang Kun, the company commander of the first company, You Sida, the instructor of the first company, and the platoon commander of the first company, the British Iron Army.

It wasn't until half past ten in the evening that the three of them left Wu Yingjie's house and returned to their residences with their respective missions.