"And what's your name? How old is this year? ”

The officer in front of him didn't seem to be vicious, and his amiable appearance made the little soldier's heart relax a lot, so he whispered: "I... My name is Ding Xiaoer, and I just turned 16 this year. ”

"I'm only 16 years old. Annoying, how old were you when you joined the army? Liao Mingyu turned his head and asked Xiang Meng annoyed.

"I was 19 at the time, and I wasn't much older than them." Meng explained.

"Hmm...... Okay. Meng is annoyed that you have been fired, Ding Xiaoer is right. From this day forward, you're going to be my herald. Do you want to be on call and ensure that you hear within three meters every time? ”

Liao Mingyu said with a serious face, and directly handed over his old business in front of Meng Annoying.

"It's not a group. Why are you going to fire me? Besides, can he do this kid?"

Meng was annoyed and unhappy, although the title of herald was not very good, but he was also a close minister around the group, and he did a good job, how to say that he would be expelled.

"Is the chief of staff unhappy or the second battalion commander unpleasant? Well, you love to be a herald so much, then step down from the post of chief of staff and acting battalion commander, and be a herald for the rest of your life. ”

Liao Mingyu was speechless, are you still not happy to let you lighten your burden?

This can make Meng annoyed and frightened.

"Don't mind, you are far-sighted, and your subordinates worship you like the water of the angry river, which is called an endless. The herald gave this kid just right, and I won't get involved. Farewell Farewell ......"

Meng was annoyed and almost jumped up, joking, the little master was so easy to mix with the lieutenant colonel's chief of staff, how could he bury his good future for a mere herald.

He turned his head again and scared Ding Xiaoer, the little guy:

"Tell you boy, you have to have a bit of insight to be a herald in the regiment. I know what it means to see or not, and I've told you, there has to be something in my eyes, and I have to have work in my hands. Don't look stupid. If you delay the military situation, you will be the first to shoot! ”

Ding Xiaoer looked at Meng in horror, and his head shook like a rattle. What's this, why did you talk about being shot?

"Stick! You're a herald, and you're going to work next to the regiment commander in the future, and you don't know what the is going to do? ”

Meng was annoyed that a brain melon exploded in Ding Xiaoer's head, and the kid screamed "ouch" in pain.

Ding Xiaoer reacted in a daze, he covered his head and nodded timidly, listening to this chief say that it seems that he is also promoted, right?

"Okay, I'll hand over this group of baby soldiers to you first, I don't care about anything else, take them well and don't have problems, I have my own plans later"

Liao Mingyu commanded him. In fact, Meng was bored and brought this group of child soldiers should be the best choice.

Meng nodded in annoyance, and pulled Ding Xiaoer's arm: "Let's go, boy, and you little rabbits." Follow the little master, the little master will teach you what the rules are. ”

This guy talks a lot and can talk, and when he says a random paragraph with that mouth, it's like he is commenting on a story. These unworldly children love to listen to this kind of interesting stuff. It is estimated that it will not be long before he will be able to clean up this group of child soldiers.

"Brother Liao, your regiment has just come to so many things, you have to be busy for a while, it's not too late now, so don't bother much, I and the troops will go first."

Zhao Gongming said goodbye to Liao Mingyu with a smile, things have been almost done, and it makes no sense to stay any longer.

"Okay, head Zhao walks slowly, wait for the next time you come to Chanda, Liao will invite you to drink."

"Haha, okay, let's have a drink next time. Oh yes, these Diamond T 968 trucks are reserved for you as artillery tractors, this big American-made guy is a big thief, much more powerful than my 4-wheeled trucks..."

After Zhao Gongming finished speaking, he beckoned the front team to change the rear team, and nineteen trucks left Chanda in a mighty manner.

"Long article, you take them to stay in the camp east of the town. The others followed me back to the station. ”

After speaking, Liao Mingyu walked straight to the military jeep.

In fact, he has already aimed at these two jeeps, this is decent, he is the head of a reinforced regiment, how can he do it without a car?

He opened the door and sat in the driver's seat, with the key still in it. I tried the clutch and gear lever. Yes, all neat. The car should be brand new.

"Weng" sounded. Liao Mingyu hit the car, and the roar of the engine startled the soldiers around him.

He yelled at Meng Annoyed: "Chief of Staff Meng, do you want Lao Tzu to give you a ride?" ”

"Ouch, Tuanzao can also drive, forget it, you will be my driver, how embarrassing."

He said no, but his body was very honest. I saw him running to the co-pilot and sitting in a smoke, and he was straight at Liao Mingyu.

Dong Dao sat silently in the back row, this man who didn't talk much, now basically he would go wherever Liao Mingyu went. It's already the attitude of a personal guard.

was dragged into the car together and that Ding Xiaoer, this kid was ignorant, I don't know why, what... Why did you drag me into the car again?

Liao Mingyu glanced at Meng speechlessly, hung up the gear, and drove in the direction of the station.

……

The next day, Liao Mingyu arranged for all the members of Long Wenwen's first battalion to change their outfits, according to the establishment and weapon rationing on the plan at that time. The integration of the 1st Battalion was completed.

The first battalion is basically the old men of the Sichuan Army, and the grassroots officers are the backbone of the gang who first ate pork stewed vermicelli and the old brothers who flew out from Chanda together. Combat effectiveness can be guaranteed to the greatest extent.

A few hundred of them were later joined by the router. Although the military appearance was not very good at first. But I have to say that they are all veterans who have experienced many battles, and their combat effectiveness is not bad.

Unfortunately, the fighters did not perform very well with the new weapons.

Rifle submachine gun is good to say, M1 Garand only need to pay attention to the bullet when loading the magazine to snap tightly, and then there is the problem of beware of the automatic rebound bolt is easy to jam the finger. Nothing else.

The M2 heavy machine gun is a bit difficult, mainly because of the cooperation of several people in the machine gun crew, and the proficiency in the operation of this weapon, this machine gun is no better than Maxim. It's like changing the barrel, cleaning the bolt, and placing the tripod...... Teaching is secondary. The main thing is to practice more.

No, the bearded Cui Yong, the "master of heavy machine guns", is frowning and constantly studying this weapon. With the tools in hand, dismantle and dismantle in the east and look at the west. He has a crazy obsession with machine guns, as well as a peculiar obsessive-compulsive disorder. I don't have to figure out the general principle before I stop.

The hardest part is the mortar. 60 forced the company, the requirements for the soldiers are a bit high, because the artillery is too scarce.

Krupp had not enough artillery on their side, and now each company had 4 60mm mortars, and the entire battalion also had a direct artillery company. The gap in the number of artillery is too large, and it is really embarrassing that there are artillery that will not be used.

No way, practice. Veterans bring new recruits, that's the only way to go.

In the next few days, everyone was so busy that they couldn't touch the ground, Liao Mingyu arranged for Long Wenwen to carry out intensive training for the first battalion, and the training requirements were physical fitness and the use of weapons.

The current weapon configuration is much higher than before, and if you can't improve the coordination and use of various weapons, it will really be in vain.

There is also the training of soldiers' physical fitness, anyway, now that Liao Mingyu is rich, he is full of three meals a day, and he has meat to eat at least once a day.

The first battalion, as the sharp knife of the whole regiment, has the best weapons and equipment, and its combat effectiveness must be the strongest, so it has intensified its physical training.

5 km run in the morning, 10 km round trip after breakfast. In the afternoon, tactical coordination training between companies was conducted. In the evening, another 10 kilometers of armed off-roading. Anyway, there are a lot of forests and mountains outside Chanda, which is enough for them to toss. In the evening, there will be another half an hour of military posture training.

If it weren't for Liao Mingyu taking the lead and experiencing all the training with the soldiers, these guys would have stopped doing it a long time ago.

A period of intense training also made them tired like dogs, and they were basically paralyzed when they returned to camp every day. They kept thinking about ...... Where is this training, it is simply this merciless torture, and Lord Yama is not so ruthless.

The situation of the second battalion is somewhat different, because of the lack of new weapons, in addition to the same staffing as the first battalion, the armament is still mainly based on medium formal rifles, with Czech and Maxim, supplemented by a small number of submachine guns.

The wounded began to recover one after another, and some of the recovered soldiers were selected with outstanding ability and arranged to serve as grassroots officers in the second battalion. Their training was slightly lighter than that of the 1st Battalion, but it also made the group of grandsons miserable.

Although the training was hard, everyone clearly felt the changes in themselves, and not to mention that every day was extremely fulfilling, and the cohesion of the troops became stronger and stronger.

The head of the group is a man of his word, there is meat to eat every day, white flour steamed buns and rice are exchanged, and from time to time you can stew some chicken, duck and fish for tooth sacrifices. The weapons and equipment are the best, and you will be able to receive money again in the middle of the month. What is there not to be satisfied with on such a day?