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"Report, political commissar, I don't know either." Deng Guangrong didn't know what to say. He didn't know what was going on.

"I don't know, I don't know, how did you become the company commander?" the political commissar angrily yelled, and then quickly led people forward to check if anything was wrong. "Hurry up and call the health worker."

"Yes." the soldier responded.

The political commissar stepped forward to check.

Qiu Ming felt that nothing was wrong.

"What's going on?" Qiu Ming looked at the Zhou Weiguo brothers and asked.

"Hey, Commander Qiu, this is all my responsibility." Before Zhou Weiguo could say anything, Zhu Ziming spoke first and took the matter into his own hands.

"Platoon leader Zhu, what's going on?" Qiu Ming turned his attention to Zhu Ziming. After all, Zhu Ziming was the recruit platoon leader and he really needed to ask questions about this matter.

"Captain, it's actually nothing. It's just that the brothers are wrong. This is a competition among comrades to see who is more qualified to be the platoon leader." Zhu Ziming didn't know what to do, so he could only explain to Qiu Ming this way.

"Nonsense, are all the positions in the Eighth Route Army obtained through competition? We all rely on personal abilities and leadership abilities for assessment and judgment. After receiving approval from superiors, we can only take office after receiving orders. I actually gave it to you to make fun of you. I should

What can I say to you?" Qiu Ming could only reprimand Zhu Ziming a few words.

"Yes, the leader is right. It was all my childishness and leadership error." Zhu Ziming stepped down, naturally he would not make Qiu Ming look bad.

"Okay, don't mess around with this anymore. If you need anything, just tell me." Qiu Ming also knew that Zhu Ziming was leading troops for the first time, but this was not Zhou Weiguo's first time leading troops. How could he make such a mistake?

But Qiu Ming didn't care how to lead the troops. As long as nothing happened and he could bring out new soldiers who could fight and win the battle, Qiu Ming would accept anything.

"Report, Captain, I was also wrong." Zhou Weiguo also stood up and said.

"Tell me, what's wrong?" Qiu Ming focused on Zhou Weiguo.

"My method of leading the troops was wrong. I should not have competed with the new recruits, nor should I have agreed to compete with the soldiers, which led to some small situations now." Zhou Weiguo said it bluntly and said whatever he did wrong.

"I don't think it's wrong." Zhou Weihua also stood up at this time, and his back was even harder than before.

"Oh? Tell me." Qiu Ming's eyes suddenly brightened when he heard Zhou Weihua's words.

"If you are a soldier, you are not afraid of hardship. If you are afraid of hardship, you should not be a soldier. If a soldier is not even injured during training, what will he do when he faces the enemy in the future?" Zhou Weihua said clearly and very reasonably.

"Well, keep talking." Qiu Ming nodded.

"What is the first thing you need to do with new recruits? That is to establish prestige and make the soldiers in training feel that their platoon leader is capable and better than themselves. Then they should find the goal in the training, so that the soldiers will work hard in the training.

serious."

"And there are many training methods. I think only the leader on duty knows which one is most suitable. Moreover, we choose the most direct method and the most effective method. If you don't believe the regiment leader, you can ask other recruits and ask who will take the training.

Don’t you want to come down and train hard?”

Zhou Weihua took the matter as a matter of course, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with this matter.

"So, you are not wrong at all?" Qiu Ming stared at Zhou Weihua.

"Of course, where did we go wrong? Moreover, the recruits were not injured. If I have to say that I am wrong, it is that I am too strong and the recruits cannot withstand the fight." Zhou Weihua raised a proud smile.

Phew.

Is it a mistake to be too strong?

Novel reasons.

And he can still be proud of himself.

incredible.

Everyone looked at him with admiration. Only Zhou Weihua dared to speak to the group leader like this.

"Haha, you are so funny." Qiu Ming couldn't help but laugh.

The political commissar and the health worker asked Yang Dali about the situation.

"Ah? I'm fine, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, chief." Yang Dali jumped up from the ground and looked at the political commissar stupidly. When did the leader come?

Yang Dali was actually scared. He was hurt by being thrown and didn't dare to fight with that boy Zhou Weihua again. He could only lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, and he would get better after a while.

"Are you sure you're okay?" The political commissar looked at Yang Dali strangely.

"It's okay. What can I do? I can kill a cow." Yang Dali also showed off his biceps.

"Hahaha"

Yang Dali's funny behavior made others laugh.

"Nonsense." the political commissar angrily yelled.

Suddenly everyone became quiet.

"Okay, it's nothing." Qiu Ming came over at this time, but there was nothing to make a fuss about.

"Lao Qiu, this kind of trend can't happen, we have to take care of it." The political commissar was also worried that something would happen, so he was so nervous.

"Okay, it's okay, everyone else can continue!" Qiu Ming knew it was all trivial matters. Just as Zhou Weihua said just now, if a recruit can't suffer at all in training, how can he be called a soldier and go to the battlefield?

?

It seems that graduates from West Point Military Academy are indeed different, and their ideas are different from others.

Not long after.

Wait until Qiu Ming and the political commissar leave.

The new soldiers surrounded Yang Dali one after another.

"Yang Dali, you are a coward."

"That's right, you usually brag about how awesome we are, but now you know how awesome others are, right?"

"Pretending to be dead."

Others either poked or pushed Yang Dali.

"What are you talking about? Believe it or not, I will kill you?" Yang Dali raised his eyebrows.

The others were so frightened that they stepped back a few meters.

"What do you want to do?" As soon as Zhou Weihua's voice rang out, Yang Dali immediately turned into a coward, and then shrank aside and did not dare to say anything.

"Everyone, come here, let me explain to you the burst of strength and endurance." Zhou Weiguo gathered all the recruits and once again explained to everyone strength training and so on.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

A heavily armed team was walking in the dark.

"Captain, the Eighth Route Army is guarding the place where we are going." A Japanese soldier reported the situation ahead to a man holding a samurai sword.

"Get over quietly. If you encounter a crossfire, you must leave quickly. You must not be too eager to fight, do you understand?" The man holding the samurai sword was Takeshita Shun. At this time, he and his special operations team were preparing to sneak attack on the rear of the Eighth Route Army.

"Yes." The soldier took the order.

Others formed fighting groups and began to explore the front.

I hope not to disturb the fortified Eighth Route Army.

Just when Takeshita Jun and his team were preparing to pass through the Eighth Route Army's fortifications, a secret whistle suddenly popped up: "Who are you? What is the secret code?"

"Comrade, we are from the third company. We are on a secret mission to carry out a sneak attack on the Japs." Takeshita Shun spoke fluent Chinese, hoping to fool him.

"People from the Third Company?" the secret sentry soldier asked.

"Yes."

"How are you doing, Squad Leader Yang, lately?"
Chapter completed!