As a lieutenant colonel of the Air and Space Force of a large Eastern country, Wan Jun has great experience in military training methods. The recruit company and the teaching team are all valuable experiences worth learning.

Early the next morning, Wan Jun organized the selected 60 people into five teams, with 12 people in each team, and began training according to the formation requirements of the new recruit company.

As a soldier, the recruit company is almost always the most impressive place. From an ordinary citizen to a soldier with strict orders and prohibitions, the iron-like discipline is engraved deep in your soul in these first few months.

The initial queue training is to firmly establish an iron sense of discipline and obedience.

Obviously at this time, these sixty people had no idea what Wan Jun was doing. In their impression, being a soldier meant giving them a weapon, calling their names every few days, and when the war started, they would rush in and kill people together, and that would be it.

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If you win, you grab money and women, but if you lose, you throw away your legs and run past your companions.

"Stand up, straighten your neck." Wan Jun corrected the standing postures of these people row by row. After a circle, Wan Jun was already talking and his mouth was dry. Looking at the front, some of them became crooked again.

Jun walked over again and corrected these people.

I was so tired. I had to establish a basic command system as soon as possible. Wan Jun found a place to sit down and thought to himself, but this group of people is the foundation for the realization of all future ideas, so we must be cautious.

At this time, a figure came over, handed over a ladle made of half a gourd, and said to Wan Jun, "Drink some water."

Wan Jun turned his head and saw a delicate woman looking at him. He saw that the woman had red lips and white teeth, her cheeks were red, and her eyes were shining, as if she was about to shed tears. Wan Jun turned his head and stared at her.

Stop talking quickly, but your face is getting redder and redder.

Wan Jun thanked him, took the gourd and took a sip. The woman stood beside him with a red face, pinching the corners of her clothes in confusion.

Wan Jun drank half of the ladle of water in several gulps, returned the ladle to the woman, and said, "Thank you for the water. Have I seen you somewhere before?"

The woman took the ladle, blushed and said, "I'm Xiaoyan," then turned around and left in a hurry.

Wan Jun was stunned for a moment. When did Xiaoyan turn from an ugly duckling to a white swan? He suddenly remembered that Zhang Sheng had covered Xiaoyan's face with plaster before and dressed her in men's clothes. Today, it's really a bit strange to change into women's clothes.

Amazing. But Xiaoyan was only fifteen years old, so Wan Jun secretly laughed in his heart.

After resting for a while, Wan Jun began to correct his standing posture again. It is extremely difficult for many people to keep the body in one position for a long time. Most people will make slight adjustments to make themselves more relaxed and comfortable, and then the posture becomes crooked again.

At this time, Wan Jun saw a person. At this time, only a few people had a slightly standard posture, and there was sweat on their faces. But the sweat on this person's face had flowed to his chin, and his posture was just like the standard posture that Wan Jun began to correct, and his body was facing forward.

Leaning forward, his eyes looked forward and upward, not squinting at the thousands of troops standing in front of him.

Wan Jun secretly said hello in his heart and asked, "

May I have your name?"

"Back to the boss, my name is Gui Dongliang!" the man said without squinting.

Wan Jun was very impressed by the name Gui Dongliang. That day, because Huang Laicai asked him to borrow a cow, Gui Dongliang went to ask about returning the cow. In the end, Huang Laicai scolded him. "Although this man is a fool, he is a fool."

The brain is something that can be made." Wan Jun thought to himself and secretly wrote down Gui Dongliang's name.

Then Wan Jun observed each column one by one, selected a few people with standard postures, trained them diligently, and wrote down their names one by one.

"Gui Dongliang, Lu Dayong, Li Wenlong, Zhang Wuyang, He Chuyi, Liu Sange, Qin Lang, you guys stay!" After training for half a day, Wan Jun gathered these people together again.

Wan Jun didn't have much time, so he gathered these people together to strengthen training. Let's treat it as a recruit company and a teaching team at the same time! These people polished it carefully, and Wan Jun's basic command system, even if it was just a hastily built one

It’s airy.

At noon, the original eating place had been divided into two, with thick porridge and rice on one side and dry rice with meat on the other. Many people drooled looking at the fragrant meat, and a few arrogant people rushed forward in confusion.

"Bring me some dry rice. I haven't had it for a long time. Why is it so good today?"

"The boss is really good. The women come here to drink porridge, and the men come over to eat meat."

Probably the disaster caused by the military separatism during the Tang Dynasty was too great. Since the Song Dynasty, the Chinese people have been somewhat afraid of force. However, abolishing martial arts is a double-edged sword. Although there will no longer be warlord separatist regimes that harm the country and the people, the nomadic threat to the north is still there.

Gradually, they appeared weak and could be bullied. As a result, since the Han and Tang Dynasties, the once extremely powerful Chinese nation's "one Han was like ten barbarians" suddenly began to change, and the Han people south of the Great Wall became synonymous with weakness.

The Ming Dynasty relied on culture to control military affairs, and the status of soldiers was extremely low. With such military morale, how could we resist the invasion of foreign enemies and protect the country and the people? Today, let everyone regain the martial heart of the Chinese people, starting from the small matter of eating.

Wan Jun stepped forward, and the noisy crowd stopped, "Everyone has seen that from today onwards, all the sergeants participating in the training will have three meals a day of dry rice and meat and vegetables. Others will remain the same!"

One person boldly asked, "Why is it so unfair for the masters? Why do they eat meat but let us drink porridge?" Seeing Wan Jun turning to look at him, this person quickly shrank his neck and leaned closer to the crowd.

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Wan Jun said, "These people I train are soldiers who will fight with the enemy and protect your lives in the future. I let them eat dry rice and meat. This is what they deserve. If you want to eat the same as them, you must also look at it."

Do you have the ability to eat meat? If you are greedy for life and afraid of death, just go and drink porridge in peace."

A thin man shouted, "Yesterday I went to participate in the selection, but the boss didn't want me. How could it be that I am greedy for life and afraid of death?" Several other people also started to make noises.

Wan Jun said, "The number of new troops I am training is limited, and they must meet the physical conditions. Brothers who were not selected yesterday should eat porridge and rice for a few days to recover for the time being. You can come to me for the next selection. In addition,

Those of you who have worked as doctors, blacksmiths, tailors or other craftsmen can also come to me. As long as the village develops well, everyone will have enough food and meat to eat!"

After Wan Jun waved his hand, the new soldiers all lined up in front of the meal with great joy, while the others looked on with salivation and envy.

In the Xinmin Hall, the same dry rice and meat dishes were placed on the long table. Wan Jun called Gui Dongliang and others to sit around the long table and eat together.

The big tiger-skin chair has been moved away, and a stool has been placed at the head of the table. The long table has become more like a modern conference table. When Gui Dongliang and several others were invited to have dinner with Wan Jun, they all seemed very reserved, and Wan Jun didn't care.

These are used to entertain people who dare not use chopsticks to eat.

Even in modern times, subordinates would feel restrained if they ate at the same table as their superiors, not to mention that this was the Ming Dynasty. For these people to adapt to this method, they would have to wait a little longer.

Everyone squirmed and finally finished the meal. At this moment, Zhang Xiaoyan appeared out of nowhere, blushed and walked softly to Wan Jun, started to clear away the dishes, and looked at Wan Jun gently.

Wan Jun glanced at her and saw Wan Jun turning to look at her. His face immediately turned red and he lowered his head and looked at his own hands to put away the dishes.

Wan Jun thought to himself, this girl Xiaoyan’s face is really red. I don’t know what kind of powder she put on her face. This Daming powder should be all natural.

After eating, Gui Dongliang and others sat awkwardly for a while, then stood up together and said goodbye to Wan Jun.

Zhao Boyuan followed suit and walked out of the Xinmin Hall door. Only Wan Jun and Zhang Xiaoyan were left in the hall. The air was extremely quiet. You could only hear the crisp banging sound of bowls and chopsticks stacked on top of each other, and the sound of more and more injuries.

Zhang Xiaoyan's breathing was heavy.

"Xiaoyan," Wan Jun's hand touched Zhang Xiaoyan's shoulder.

"Ah!" Xiaoyan suddenly came back to her senses and shouted!

Wan Jun was shocked as to why this little girl had such a big reaction. He said, "Xiaoyan, thank you for your hard work. Please take care of yourself and I'll go out first."

Xiaoyan nodded, looked at Wan Jun leaving the hall door, and breathed out suddenly. At this time, another woman walked in, it was Xie Xiaoni. "How about it, you asked me to wait outside for a long time, what's the result?

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Xiaoyan's face turned red and she shook her head. Xie Xiaoni stretched out her hand to hold Zhang Xiaoyan and comforted her, "We have a long way to go. My sister is so beautiful, no man can resist her." The two of them laughed and laughed for a while, then put away the dishes.

On the large platform, the new troops began to train again. Only this time they were divided into seven teams, supervised by Gui Dongliang and others. Wan Jun looked back and forth between the seven teams, which was much easier than the previous supervision by one person.

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Next, Wan Jun plans to teach these seven people by himself at the end of the training, teaching them the honor and beliefs of modern soldiers, and then let these seven people supervise and guide others. The effect will be much better than teaching it alone. It won't take long.
Chapter completed!