Time flies, and half a month has passed.

Liu.

Yang Yuanshan plans to go and see the training results of several artillery platoons today.

As the most important task in the combat effectiveness of the special service company, the training of artillery has always been of great concern to Yang Yuanshan.

For this reason, he not only often invited Wang Chengzhu to give lessons to his artillerymen, but also specially approved 10 shells for each artillery to be used for live-fire training.

This trench has an inhumane style, and Wang Chengzhu is so envious that he drools.

Although Li Yunlong got dozens of shells from Yang Yuanshan, he never fired a single shell, and he practiced how to set up the cannon and how to aim every day.

Every time he went to Li Yunlong to apply for two rounds of live ammunition and training, he would be scolded by Li Yunlong and told him to wait first, and then go when there was a turret to fight, so as to train on behalf of him.

However, as soon as Yang Yuanshan walked out of the company, he unexpectedly saw Xu Shaobai coming over with dozens of people.

"Company commander! A group of wounded people who were not seriously injured and members of the health team who had gone to study returned from the headquarters hospital together. ”

Xu Shaobai greeted.

"Why did the comrades come back so soon? Only by thoroughly recovering from his injuries can he continue to fight with the little devils! ”

Yang Yuanshan couldn't help frowning when he saw that many of the people in this group were still wrapped in bandages.

After a hundred days of injuries, these people's original injuries were not light, and they lacked drugs to promote recovery and adequate nutrition, so it stands to reason that the cultivation time required should be longer.

"Company commander, our injuries are fine, so we won't cause trouble to the nurses and doctors in the hospital.

I can't stay in the hospital!

Back in the company, even if we let us feed the horses of the comrades of the cavalry company first! ”

The wounded replied in unison.

For the consciousness of the soldiers of this era, what else can Yang Yuanshan say besides admiration?

He can't drive people back to the headquarters hospital again.

I could only nod and say:

"Okay. Comrades, since you are back, let's go back to the platoons. There is no need to participate in the physical training of each platoon first, so as not to affect the recovery of the injury. ”

These wounded veterans are all treasures, and it is not all bad that they can teach some battlefield experience to the recruits when they go back to the platoons.

"Yes!"

Everyone agreed in unison, and then they dispersed, each looking for his own mother.

Yang Yuanshan was also ready to continue to go out of the village to watch the artillery training.

In order to avoid a commotion caused by live firing, the training ground of the artillery platoon was not in the village, but in an extremely hidden uninhabited valley ten miles away.

At this time, one of the wounded stood up with one arm and said to Yang Yuanshan:

"Company commander, Nurse Tian from the headquarters hospital asked me to bring you a letter."

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his arms with his only remaining right hand and handed it to Yang Yuanshan.

Yang Yuanshan was a little surprised, and said in his heart: I was a single person before I crossed, but now that I have crossed, can I still let a beautiful girl like Tian Yu take the initiative to write a letter to herself?

It's a bit of a nice feeling!

Sure enough, the deliberate contact at the headquarters hospital last time was still a little useful!

Not bad!

Not bad!

As he took the letter, he said to the one-armed warrior:

"Wang Quanfa, you have now been promoted to the commander of the third platoon, and your old platoon commander Wang Xikui has been transferred to the sniper squad leader, I hope you can take the third platoon well."

It turned out that this person was Wang Quanfa, the deputy platoon commander of the third platoon who led more than 20 wounded soldiers to block the Yamazaki Brigade.

Wang Quanfa obviously didn't expect that he would be promoted just after he came back, and he couldn't help but be a little confused, and hurriedly said:

"Company commander, I'm afraid I won't be able to be this platoon commander, or let Platoon Commander Wang continue to work, I'd better be the deputy platoon commander.

And I lost an arm, and when I started fighting, I am afraid that I would not be able to compare with the comrades in the platoon. ”

For Wang Quanfa's spirit of not seeking promotion, Yang Yuanshan was still very moved.

Hurriedly explained:

"If you don't have an arm, it doesn't affect you to be the platoon commander.

The cadres of our special service company must be able to use their brains in battle, not a hot brain, and lead the soldiers to rush at the enemy's guns with their eyes closed. ”

"But...... I'm afraid I'm ......"

Wang Quanfa was still a little hesitant.

"Nothing. The cadres of our spy company must have the courage to sacrifice themselves to others!

This platoon commander, you have to do a good job for me!

Do you understand? ”

Yang Yuanshan reached out and patted Wang Quanfa's shoulder.

When it came to this, Wang Quanfa could only grit his teeth and salute Yang Yuanshan:

"Understood!"

……

Wang Quan left, Yang Yuanshan opened Tian Yu's letter, and found that there was no affectionate content in the letter, but a simple greeting and thanks.

Thanks to the morphine sent by their spies, they were able to save the lives of many soldiers.

Of course, at the end of the letter, Tian Yu still showed his fox tail and said that he hoped that Yang Yuanshan would pay attention to protecting himself when he fought.

After reading the letter, Yang Yuanshan felt happy in his heart.

He is not stupid, he naturally knows that this girl probably has a little bit of that meaning to herself, at least a little admiration, after all, she has made a lot of contributions in the past six months.

However, it is still a war period, and he is a small company commander, and he is not enough to meet the marriage standards of the "258th Regiment", so he didn't pay much attention to this matter immediately.

Let it all be, maybe tomorrow he will be killed by a stray bullet on the battlefield?

It's useless to think so much!

After folding the letter and putting it in his arms, Yang Yuanshan walked out of the village and walked towards the small valley where the artillery platoon was training.

……

Of course, the results of artillery training are very good, and although the soldiers of the artillery platoon generally do not have a high level of education, they have made great progress in their frenzied training these days.

Needless to say, the basic operation of various artillery pieces.

Professional gun position selection, distance measurement, ruler adjustment, angle calculation, etc., are also learned decently.

Especially with the support of Yang Yuanshan's unsparing artillery shells, although they can't do 100 shots, at least one shot will go out, and the distance from the target point will not be 108,000 miles.

Even the temporary artillery instructor Wang Chengzhu said to Yang Yuanshan:

"Company Commander Yang, your artillery level already has half of my ability.

A few hundred more shots from the next few hundred shots should be able to catch up with me. ”

For Wang Chengzhu's such practical words, Yang Yuanshan didn't know how to answer for a while.

Is this Versailles, or is it the artillery of the Secret Service Company?

Really upright boy!

After a long time, Yang Yuanshan snorted and changed the topic:

"Pillar, thanks to your experience. Your artillery platoon has two mountain guns, shouldn't the regiment commander let you be upgraded to an artillery company? ”

As soon as he heard this, Wang Chengzhu became excited and said proudly:

"That is, we now have two Type 41 75mm mountain guns, two Type 92 infantry guns, one Jinzao 82mm mortar, and one 60 mortar, a total of six gun miles, of course, we have to upgrade to an artillery company."

Yang Yuanshan listened to Wang Chengzhu's words, and suddenly became numb, and said in his heart: Good guy, except for the 60 mortar, all of these cannons seem to have been obtained from himself!

Isn't Li Yunlong always boasting that he is good at equipment?

Why is it that it's been half a year, and you got a 60 mortar?

Rookie!

……

(End of chapter)