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.
To be continued...