In this era, the Chinese did not have such a strong belief in the honor and responsibility of soldiers, and the war of aggression launched by the Japanese devils accelerated the formation of the honor of Chinese soldiers in modern times under the strong stimulation of the national crisis and the pressure of national public opinion.

In a series of bloody battles, the sacrifices and casualties of the Chinese soldiers have not become the numbers in the commander's mouth as before, and a large number of people are spontaneously paying tribute to them and spontaneously condolences to them, making these living veterans feel that their sacrifice is valuable.

Peng Shan on the stage was still rendering the atmosphere, and Feng Yi also ended his speculation, as a soldier, it is a matter of time to go to the battlefield, and there is no time to train on the training ground, so it can only be cultivated in the war.

"Maybe on the battlefield between life and death, they grow faster"

Feng Yi thought secretly.

Peng Shan's voice was clear with the help of a megaphone, and gradually made every brother full of enthusiasm, the veteran recalled the scene on the bloody battlefield, and the supplementary soldier remembered the advice of his family, the same, they were all aroused by Peng Shan's sense of responsibility and honor as a soldier.

"Killing"

"Killing"

"Killing"

Led by the officer, all the soldiers vented their emotions in their hearts, they raised their fists high, and a soldier's roar came from their throats.

"Brothers, little devils burn and loot all the way, bombarding our crops and houses unscrupulously, countless people are floating in the wilderness, our grain is robbed by them, cattle and sheep are robbed by them, even women They don't let go, in the face of this group of jackals and wild beasts, you say, can we let them continue to do evil?"

Peng Shan seemed to have entered the rhythm of emotional incitement, and kept asking questions.

"Can't, can't"

The blood in the bodies of the soldiers standing below seemed to have burned, and they roared unbridledly, as if they had forgotten what they were here for today.

"As the saying goes, we can't waste the common people tightening their belts for our food and salaries, we can't let the steel guns and bayonets in our hands become decorations, let us fight hard to drive these damn brutes out of China."

"The devil is a fierce wolf, I hope that each of you is ready to fight with the devil in blood, and also ready to sacrifice for the country, many people here will die, including me, soldiers, if you are alive, you will continue to fight until we shed the last drop of blood, and the Chinese soldiers will never give in"

Peng Shan continued, but Feng Ye became more and more sure that this was a pre-war agitation.

"Fight bravely to kill the enemy and rather die than give in"

"Fight bravely to kill the enemy and rather die than give in"

The brothers of the eleventh division shouted wave after wave, and everyone was already enthusiastic, Peng Shan nodded with satisfaction, pressed down with his hands, and the brothers quieted down again.

"Maybe the 11th Division will go to the battlefield tomorrow."

Feng Yi gradually calmed down and looked at the sky that was gradually whitening.

"Today is the test before you go to the battlefield, to see if you are ready, now, you tell me, are you ready?"

Peng Shan shouted loudly.

"War, War, War"

"I'm standing here, waiting for you to come back; Now, let's go"

When the brothers gradually quieted down, Peng Shan finally gave the order to set off.

"In the company, if there is a person who does not return to the team, it is not considered to pass; Let's go."

Peng Zhancun held a pocket watch in his hand and announced the start of the assessment.

"Turn back, run and walk"

"Bang Bang Bang"

"Three in a row, turn left back, run and walk"

As one company after another began to move their pace, and finally it was Feng Yi's turn to be in the third company, Feng Yi gave an order loudly, and then followed the side of the team and began to jog.

"Huhuhuhu"

On a winter morning, as the sky slowly brightened, in the cold mist, the brethren exhaled a scorching air current, and the soldiers who had been training for two months had no burden for the first two kilometers, and there was no company to slow down, and no one was left behind.

"Slow down your pace, keep your pace the same, and adjust the pace of your breathing."

Feng Yi felt the rhythm of breathing in the team and reminded loudly.

The five-kilometer cross-country three companies are running every day, the difference is that they did not carry so much equipment in the past, Feng Yi estimated, the weight of the equipment carried today is about five catties heavier than they usually do, in this long-distance armed cross-country, the change in the weight, quantity and volume of the carrying materials will affect the physical fitness of the soldiers.

The rest of the companies were still running at the same pace as they had begun, only three companies were slowing down, and the road was wide enough for the other companies to overtake them.

"Brothers, look, the people of the 62nd Regiment are gone, come on."

Overtaking from the side was a company of the 1st Battalion of the 65th Regiment, and the commander of the leading company shouted loudly to cheer for the brothers.

They may have been stimulated by Peng Shan's blood is still boiling, or maybe they have been training with everything on their backs for a long time, so their speed is still unaffected.

"Don't panic, at our own pace, we're sure we'll be able to pass."

Feng reminded the brethren loudly that he had not been affected by the transcendent company.

A large circle gradually passed, Feng Yi looked up at the front, the company that had just run over was still less than two hundred meters in front of them, and the third company where Feng Ye was located became the company at the end of the team.

"Hold on, there are still three miles left, pay attention to the rhythm of breathing, survive the last mile, and the rest will be easy"

There were already brothers in the team whose breathing rhythm had become irregular, Feng Yi reminded loudly.

"Big Min, let the veterans help them carry their equipment. Keep running"

"Chen Hua, the brothers with good physical strength are ready to support those brothers, and no one can fall."

Feng Yi looked at the few brothers in the team whose footsteps were gradually messy, and gave orders loudly, he still remembered the order of the chief of staff, and this score calculation was based on the time when the last soldier of the company arrived.

The water bottles, grenade pouches, and rifles were resisted by the veterans, and the scattered brethren refused to be supported, trying to adjust their breathing, gritting their teeth and continuing to run forward in the procession.

"Quick, help him go"

A company commander slowed down the group and ordered two soldiers to continue walking with the fallen soldier on the ground.

As the team was advancing, Feng Ye finally saw the first soldier who fell to the ground, this is the consequence of never slowing down, they may be able to hold on for three or four kilometers, but there is always a distance that they can't hold onto.

"Huhuhuhu"

The Third Company continued to hold on at the speed of training, and the brethren, who were less physically strong, were finally able to keep up with the team after lightening their loads.

"Don't get in the way of the company in front, get out of the way"

Feng Yi reminded loudly that according to their speed, at most one minute, they would overtake the team in front, because that company already had more than a dozen soldiers who needed to be supported, and when everyone's physical strength was almost exhausted, this would become a drag on the team.