Despite the twists and turns in the process, the basic purpose of the perimeter wind was achieved.

A total of more than 100 officers and men of the battalion who died in battle and dozens of officers and men who were disabled due to injuries were reasonably adjusted.

Now I was waiting for the large army to return to Beijing, but it didn't take long for the news that the 3rd Mixed Brigade had set off for the division.

The border war has basically ended, the Anglo-Indian troops in the Assam area are retreating one after another, and several trench positions dug on the front line have been abandoned; The same was true of the Ming army, except for the 34th Division, which left one battalion to garrison the Baimagang area until next year, the main force of the division and the mixed 3rd Brigade returned to Lingzhi one after another, and seized the time to go east out of Tibet and into Sichuan.

In a little more than a month, the weather will change suddenly, and the land south of Uszang will be covered by heavy snow for six months of the year.

At the same time, the ammunition, food, medicine, and other materials that have been hoarded over the years have also been consumed, and the supply of more than 49,000 tons of ammunition has basically been exhausted.

The topographical conditions and climatic characteristics doomed the wars fought in the Us-Tibet region to be difficult and unsustainable.

"Battalion commander, the notice from the military department has arrived."

"Notice? What's the notification? ”

After receiving a notice from Xiao Li with the big red seal of the Military and Political Department of the Ministry of War, Zhou Changfeng learned that he was actually asked to repeat the ...... Well, it's actually going for extra practice.

It was to the effect that the Navy had opened an officer training course, which was an important part of the new Marine Corps, and he naturally had to participate in it as a military officer.

Heh, then this is not easy to pass with a high score?

To be honest, this time is really boring, and it's nice to have an extra time to pass the time.

When it's time to go to work, then it's busy.

Zhou Changfeng had already announced to the officers and men of the battalion that he would be transferred to the commander of the newly formed Second Marine Regiment in the future, and everyone was not surprised, after all, it was completely reasonable for him to be promoted and make a fortune after winning the battle.

It would be strange to continue to stay in the 3rd Mixed Brigade as a battalion commander.

Most of the officers and men were actually a little indifferent to his "solicitation," and only a small number of people were tempted and intentional.

Without it, because the treatment and life of serving in the forbidden army are really good, and the enterprising ordinary people are only a few after all, and most of the rest are content with the status quo, feeling that since they have participated in a major war, they can be regarded as meritorious service, and they will be promoted faster than ordinary people in the future, which is enough.

Xie Wancheng and Xue Can had strong intentions, and four officers, eleven non-commissioned officers, and sixty-three soldiers, including Zhao Rong, who went to Batavia with him last time, also expressed their willingness to be transferred to the navy with Zhou Changfeng.

At the same time, some of the wounded soldiers of the mixed 3rd Brigade in the Army General Hospital also jointly reported their desire to transfer to the newly established Marine Corps.

Interestingly, the second lieutenant, a military doctor named Jiang Ning, also submitted an application, and his reason was that only by fighting in all directions could he travel the world and record the beautiful scenery of the world, and staying in the capital obviously did not satisfy his ambition.

"You... Is it my job to save people or is it my duty to take pictures and take pictures? Zhou Changfeng, who couldn't cry or laugh, asked.

Jiang Ning did not hesitate, and replied very decisively: "Both are there, and they don't affect each other anyway." ”

Although Zhao Hanfeng, the staff officer of the Fourth Division who met in the Military and Political Department that day, was hesitant at first, he finally agreed under Zhou Changfeng's persuasion and foolishness, and the Fourth Division did not talk about it, and happily released the people-staff officers are just staff officers, and they can't be called expensive.

So Zhou Changfeng's grass platform team was scribbled together, and it can be said that the green light was very smooth all the way.

"I heard that the Marines are hard and tired, do you really want to go?"

"Of course, this is a place where many people want to go."

On the evening of September 10, on the way home, Xia Xiaoshi, who had hesitated for a long time, couldn't help but ask, and Erzhou Changfeng also deliberately ridiculed.

"Besides, if you stay in the forbidden army, you may not be able to support you in the future."

"I can support myself," Xia Xiaoshi, who looked hesitant, whispered: "What's more, maybe there will be a big war in the future, and the marines will definitely take the lead, how dangerous it is." ”

"How?" Zhou Changfeng smiled slightly, and said jokingly: "Now you're starting to worry about my safety?" ”

"Heh, I just... It's just talk, not a foundation. ”

"Yes, yes, you're right."

was silent for a long time, and when she approached the street where she was located, Xia Xiaoshi complained: "It's the day of school soon, and it will be annoying again." ”

Thinking back to his childhood, Zhou Changfeng felt the same way, so he bowed his head and said: "Indeed, it is not easy to teach and educate people, and it is even more annoying to discipline some little hairy children." ”

He paused for a moment, and said with a smile sideways: "After I went to the Marine Corps, I will also be busy at that time, and there are more than 4,000 people in a group, just thinking about it makes people feel pressure." ”

"I feel that it is difficult to cope with only a few dozen people, and thousands of people ......" Just a little reverie, Xia Xiaoshi felt that her head was big.

After sending her home, Zhou Changfeng returned to the station, in fact, it was also the last day of his leisure holiday.

The next day, the first day of mid-September, was the opening day of thousands of government-run schools in the north and south of the Ming Dynasty, and it also happened to be the beginning of the Marine Corps officers' training class.

The workshop was set up in an office of the Navy in Zhongcheng District, adjacent to Xiaofenqiao, and not far to the north is Nanjing's famous bell tower and drum tower, both of which are ancient buildings handed down during the Hongwu period, witnessing the rise and fall of the Ming Dynasty, and the sound of bronze bells can be heard from there every hour.

The appearance of the location of the practice office looks ordinary and unremarkable, outside is a row of about a dozen poplars, the gate is the barbarian gate, and there are four guards standing on the left and right sides of the door.

The surrounding walls and the houses in them are basically Hui style buildings, white walls, green tiles, stepping into it, in the middle is a two-story building hanging on the top of the mountain, there are six or seven large and small buildings around, and there are two small warehouses on the west side.

The Marine Corps training class that Zhou Changfeng came to report on was directly in charge of a servant from the Admiral's Office of the Oriental Fleet, and the officers who came to participate in the training were generally not very old, and those who could be transferred to the two regiments of the Marine Corps were either young and promising, or had both ability and backstage.

In comparison, the twenty-six-year-old Zhou Changfeng, who served as the head of a regiment with the rank of lieutenant colonel, still seems a little "abrupt"? Because Yan Chenwu, the commander of the Second Regiment, was four years older than himself, and he was the nephew of the chief officer of the First Battle Fleet of the Oriental Fleet.

Since Zhou Changfeng and Xie Wancheng and other officers from the Third Brigade came together, they were led to a small room next to them, where it can be seen that there are already many officers waiting in line, basically captains and majors, and two naval civilians are registering them one by one.

The size of this workshop is not large, and there are only about 100 people in total, and the officers included are captains, majors, and lieutenant colonels, corresponding to the commanders of the team, battalion, and regiment respectively.

At this time, a flat male voice came from behind accompanied by footsteps, "You are the circumference of the mixed third brigade?" ”

(End of chapter)