Chapter 677 Hu Tuanzuo is really unfathomable (two-in-one chapter)
After a total of 1,200 child soldiers joined the supplementary regiment, the few remaining veterans, child soldiers, and remaining members of the Zhongzhou team were added.
In this way, even if we don't count Lao Fang and other five forces, there are a total of 207 people who stayed on the battlefield with special missions.
The current supplementary group under Hu Biao cannot be said to be full, but when added together, the number of personnel is 1,325.
For these more than 1,300 people, Hu Biao organized 8 infantry companies in one go, plus one directly affiliated company.
There were three battalions and nine companies in total, which suddenly seemed to be quite impressive.
But when it comes to numbers, Hu Biao still knows a little bit, knowing that quantity has nothing to do with combat effectiveness; under normal circumstances, they will naturally not use these child soldiers, but they are afraid of unexpected situations.
Therefore, no matter for the sake of these child soldiers, the survival rate in the battle is higher.
It is still to replenish the group so that it can have stronger combat effectiveness when the time comes.
Everyone in the Central Continent team knows that in these precious days from now on, while they and the island team are both in a rest period, they need to train these child soldiers as soon as possible.
To this end, he called all the members of the Zhongzhou team together and held an emergency division of labor meeting to assign responsibilities to each person for various tasks in the coming period.
Then, according to everyone's different division of labor, everyone got busy...
"War song, war song, where the hell did you go?"
Carrying a basket of 1,780 kilograms of stones, he crawled out of the low passage on all fours like a mule.
While taking off the heavy basket on his back that made his waist ache, Hu Biao shouted so loudly in his mouth, with a hint of irritability in his tone.
There's no way! The system is so screwed...
Just now, another explosion ended in the passage; we hurriedly waited until the smoke dissipated and fresh air came in.
In the first moment, Hu Biao dived into the passage, intending to see the specific situation of this blasting.
To his relief, the large stone wall that had blocked them for two days was finally completely penetrated by this blast.
What makes people want to scold me is that there is only a few centimeters ahead.
A piece of turtle-back stone, God knows how thick, appeared again in the beam of his flashlight.
There is no doubt about it! This kind of rock and stone cheating thing, except that it is the work of the cheater in the system, there is no other possibility at all?
It's just this kind of thing, except for looking for system points to compensate after the fact.
In the current situation where the system habitually pretends to be dead no matter how they call, they have no good solution.
I can only dig, dig, and blast bit by bit, thinking that there will always be a time when I can chew it off.
With such a helpless understanding, Hu Biao came out carrying a basket of gravel, so he went in empty-handed.
Later, under Hu Biao’s instructions.
As of today, July 16, 11 days after the battle ended, the leg injury is still not fully healed.
A deep kick and a shallow kick appeared in front of and behind Hu Biao, and he asked:
"Hey, this is not the unified commander, what's the matter?"
When he heard the war song, using the damn word "unity" in his mouth and joking with himself, Hu Biao felt a tingle in his stomach.
But he knew better that he couldn't talk to these low-level people in the team, otherwise the more he talked to them, the more excited they would be.
Therefore, Hu Biao directly asked the question he was concerned about:
"Is lunch ready? What are you having for lunch today? Our work and training tasks have been so big recently. We must ensure that everyone has good food. If we don't eat better, the bodies of these child soldiers will not be able to survive.
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Upon hearing these words, in the past ten days or so, I have been assuming the duty of the logistics section chief of the supplementary regiment, and immediately expressed my confidence:
"Don't worry about food. Today's lunch is braised mutton, goose stewed in an iron pot, stir-fried tender pumpkin vines, and meat and bone soup, plus rice to ensure that everyone is full.
Those child soldiers said that they never dreamed that they could eat so well."
When he came to this point, Zhan Ge couldn't help but sigh with a look on his face; mainly because he thought of his peers in the modern dimension who were child soldiers, and many times they even disliked and were picky about these meals.
By the way! Thanks to the Zhongzhou team’s various expenditures, they now have more than 200,000 yuan left on hand.
With such a hard currency that is far more valuable than legal currency, it is extremely easy to be the logistics section chief of Zhan Song.
At least when it comes to food purchasing, this is the situation.
In the first few days, Zhan Ge still had to walk more than ten or twenty miles on mountain roads with his men and cash to go to some remote villages and towns with people to buy the various ingredients he needed.
In this process, the common people ran away as soon as they saw their mission in military uniforms.
However, after a few days passed, the news spread around the area that Chief Hu of the supplementary regiment was an honest businessman and showed up to Da Yang on the spot.
In this way, every morning in the morning, a large number of surrounding people would lead their own pigs and sheep.
Even in my own vegetable plot, there were only melons and vegetables that could not be sold at all in the past.
Or perhaps, the eggs that they were reluctant to eat came to the starting position not far away, waiting for the replenishment regiment's song and battle section chief to purchase them one by one while waving the cash in his hand.
Then, the people on both sides, whether they were selling or buying, were very happy...
Later during lunch time, the position on the north side of Songzi Mountain was filled with unspeakable laughter and laughter as the smell of meat wafted far away.
With such a sufficient food supply, not to mention the members of the team such as Hu Biao, because of the sufficient nutrition, everyone recovered quite well from their injuries.
Except for the ashtray, the injuries of Bai Xiang and Bai Xiang were too serious, and they are still lying on the bed to rest.
The remaining ones are all able to move freely and have recovered most of their combat effectiveness.
Even for those child soldiers, they were served soy milk with big meat buns and boiled eggs in the morning; at least half a pound of meat, plenty of rice, and plenty of fruits after meals at noon and evening.
Every face that was originally malnourished, in such a short period of just one week, has become...
There is a lot more rosy and healthy color on the face, there is also a little more flesh on the small body, and the spirit is full of vitality that one should have at this age.
It's a pity that the food in the supplementary group was not so delicious after lunch.
The group of people rested on the battlefield for about half an hour, allowing everyone to have their round bellies and digest the food.
Then, the good days of these child soldiers came to an end.
Because the various trainings for them began to be carried out nervously.
By the way! After Lao Fang and others helped with the operation, the order the supplementary regiment received from the Honorable First Division is to hold on to the position on the north side of Songzi Mountain.
Therefore, the training of the child soldiers of the supplementary regiment began on the battlefield in units of companies.
Specifically, former PLA veterans such as King Kong, Su Hong, Shi Polu, Feng, Original Sin, and Xiling served as instructors and began training for these child soldiers.
Several of them, leading about one-third of the child soldiers, began to learn formations, basic tactical movements, etc.
At such a time, these uncles, who usually looked gentle in front of the child soldiers, now became extremely serious.
With a stick in hand, whenever you see someone standing in a military posture, or in the process of queue training.
The lighter one would mean roaring and spitting on their faces; the harsher one would mean just hitting them with a stick, causing pain all over their bodies.
While beating, he also shouted in his mouth:
"Stand straight, don't cry. Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in war. If you can't bear the pain at all, why are you talking about fighting the Japanese~"
Under such beatings and scoldings, those child soldiers had red eyes and tried to straighten their chests.
The part-time instructors of the Zhongzhou Team actually felt a little uncomfortable after seeing this, but they just had to keep going.
To be honest! In fact, King Kong and others were initially a little bit repelled by such a rough training method; because in the PLA, they have long been focused on not beating or scolding soldiers, training in a civilized manner, and building a mighty division style.
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But Hu Biao, the street commander, told them one thing at that time:
They only have two months left at most, but according to the plan, there are too many things, and I want to teach them first like stuffing ducks.
If we follow the normal PLA training methods and follow the steps, there is absolutely no way for these child soldiers to be successfully trained.
Afterwards, if a large-scale battle broke out, wouldn't it be harmful to them?
After all, since these child soldiers chose to join the army, they chose to use their immature shoulders to shoulder a responsibility that should not be shouldered by their age.
Then such training is simply impossible to escape...
And in the mouths of the instructors such as King Kong, they loudly shouted these orders: "Stand at attention and take a breath!" When almost one-third of the child soldiers were ordered to line up as trainers.
On one side of the battlefield, there were one-third child soldiers practicing their marksmanship.
The warehouse manager's hoarse voice continued to reach the ears of the child soldiers holding rifles through a large iron loudspeaker held in his hand:
"Don't be nervous, everyone. Hitting the target in rifle shooting is actually very simple. Now let's get familiar with the prone position. This is the simplest and easiest way to master~"
Under the warehouse manager's explanation, hundreds of child soldiers lay down on one side of the trench.
They all pressed their rifle butts against their shoulders and began a long three-point-one-line aiming motion.
During this period, horse herders and other veterans were constantly walking around among the child soldiers, correcting their mistakes in holding guns and aiming.
Finally, the command of "Fire~" came out from the warehouse manager's mouth.
At the same time as a burst of intense gunfire rang out, the bodies of many child soldiers were tilted backwards. The muzzles of the guns that were originally aimed at were shaking greatly, and the bullets flew to nowhere.
For a moment, after seeing such a scene, the warehouse manager sighed helplessly.
The main reason is that no matter how good his marksmanship is, he cannot avoid the current flaw: the weapons in the hands of child soldiers are simply not suitable for their use.
So what! First of all, we can confirm one thing, even if the Central Continent team is in trouble.
With the system points Hu Biao had left on hand, it was impossible to complete the replacement of the entire supplementary group.
Therefore, at present, I can only think about whether there are some other ways to complete the costume change of these child soldiers.
Moreover, it is best to equip these child soldiers with some M1 carbines or various submachine guns, which have smaller recoil after firing.
Unfortunately, after recently contacting the logistics personnel of the New Eighth Army, the big liar only bought back a total of thirty Jin-made Thompson submachine guns.
It's not that Hu Biao and the others can't afford Dayang, but that the other party no longer has these automatic weapons in their hands.
In addition, I also bought 80 38 large caps. The main reason is that the caliber of this thing is smaller, and the recoil is smaller than that made in Hanyang.
So so far, these children can only seize and buy them, a total of about two hundred and thirty-eight pieces.
And from the batch of broken guns that they brought with them when they came over, they selected some Hanyang-made and Shuilianzhu with slightly better rifling, and started shooting training.
What are you thinking about? Let these child soldiers know how to shoot.
Further away in the position, the remaining one-third of the child soldiers were practicing how to throw grenades.
After all, grenades will still be the heavy firepower of the Chinese army for some years to come.
Throwing and using them effectively is an essential skill.
Under the instructions of Jason and other instructors, the child soldiers raised their arms and threw training bombs as hard as they could into the distance.
It is a pity that the bodies of these child soldiers are not fully grown now.
After a large number of training bombs were thrown out, the furthest ones were only more than thirty meters away, and the latest one was only thrown a dozen meters away...
What needs to be explained is that when the child soldiers were busy training.
Six rookies including Digger Guy, Dichlorvos, Hanshuang, Heitan Tou, Liu Hui, and Young Master, under the sole leadership of Xu Feng, were also performing marksmanship, grenade throwing, and various tactical actions.
Among them, Hanshuang, a PLA veteran with some basic knowledge, got started the fastest.
After firing almost 500 rounds of ammunition, I got used to the old antique rifles from World War II that used full-power bullets and had greater recoil.
Now Hanshuang is 300 meters away and is almost 70% sure of hitting the target scarecrow's chest and abdomen.
As for wanting to be like a lot of veterans, holding a rifle and hitting wherever you point it.
This kind of thing should wait until 10,000 rounds of ammunition are fired.
Among the other rookies, Digger, who has experience in enlisting in the PLA, has also achieved good results in his marksmanship practice; while Dichlorvos, Heitan Tou, and Liu Hui have also obviously made good progress.
The only young master is obviously fishing no matter what discipline he is training for.
Regarding this scene, none of the veterans of the Zhongzhou Team said anything, because the young master had actually been given up by them.
The requirements for the young master have been lowered again and again. Now, as long as he doesn't cause trouble, that's fine.
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To supplement the group's dinner at night, there were hard dishes such as plump braised pork, poached eggs, and radish soup stewed with beef bones.
It's just that after eating a sumptuous dinner, the baby soldiers still don't mean they can have a good rest.
After eating, numerous fires were lit on the battlefield.
The child soldiers were divided into companies and dispersed.
Such a posture is because Hu Biao and other descendants of the modern plane know that if these children are uneducated at their age, the upper limit of the future will be affected to a certain extent.
But it doesn't matter, Hu Biao has arranged it for him.
In the cultural class that started at about 7 o'clock in the evening, the teachers, who were members of the Zhongzhou Team, did not directly start teaching reading and arithmetic.
Instead, just like chatting, start to tell them about this world, what is it actually like?
For example: In addition to the land where China is located, this world also has a lot of big continents; except for blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners like Ross, they live on a continent called North America.
There is also a race of people who are all black and look like charcoal, living on a continent called Uncle Black. There are only dry seasons and rainy seasons in a year, and there are a lot of deserts that can kill people with heat.
At the same time, the world is like a big ball, constantly spinning looking for opportunities.
Something called gravity attracts everyone and prevents them from falling.
In this way, in their chat-like narration, they described the original appearance of such a world to these children one by one.
Their eyes, which still had a hint of innocence, suddenly lit up with a moving look.
It is a kind of human exploration instinct that wants to go out and see what is on the other side of the mountains and the sea.
After chatting like this for about half an hour, the real cultural class really started.
It is definitely because Hu Biao and the others opened up the horizons of these children during the chat and made them become extra serious in their studies.
Hu Biao and others have witnessed such a scene many times in the apocalyptic world.
Naturally, I won't feel any difference, let alone be surprised.
But for Lao Fang and others, such a scene of thousands of teenagers studying at the same time caused an unspeakable huge impact on their hearts.
So much so that they were left speechless for a long time.
There's no way! It's a nation that has developed over thousands of years an instinctive awe and yearning for culture and knowledge that goes deep into their blood.
After a long time, Lao Fang finally reacted after his fingers were burned by the cigarette butt he held.
In a complicated tone, he said with emotion: "Brother Yitong and their 'Hidden Dragon Clan' are indeed unfathomable."
After hearing this, Lao Qian and others, although they did not speak, nodded in agreement.