In the afternoon of that day, the militia held a gun awarding ceremony, and all the soldiers of the militia received weapons personally awarded by Gao Hongming.
After the gun ceremony, nearly two hours had passed. When the militia soldiers were still immersed in joy, Gao Hongming delivered his first speech to them after arriving in this time and space.
"Brothers, I want to ask you now, are you happy to get a new gun?"
The soldiers cheered on the playground, "Happy!"
"No...it seems to me that you are still too happy too early."
Unexpectedly, Gao Hongming actually poured cold water on everyone.
"You only know that you have got someone who takes advantage of you, but you don't realize that you have got not only a weapon, but also a heavy responsibility."
Gao Hongming's face slowly became serious, "If the Japanese invaders come, our great country and countless compatriots are groaning under the iron hooves of the Japanese invaders.
In public, some of you may say, so what if Japan comes? At worst, just think of it as a change of dynasty. Life has to go on anyway.
I advise people who have this idea to give up this idea as soon as possible. If my great country really perishes, it will not just be a change of dynasty.
In the past, when the Manchu and Qing Tatars entered the country, the Chinese people all shaved their heads and changed their clothes. But the Japanese invaders would do more than just that. Not only did they want us to shave our heads and change our clothes, they also wanted us all to learn Japanese.
We cannot learn to write, and even our names have to be changed to Japanese names. All of us have to become the lowest slaves from generation to generation.
I don’t know if you are willing or not, but I am not willing anyway, so as long as you take the gun issued by me, Gao Hongming, you will have to follow me, Gao Hongming, to fight the Japanese!"
Having said this, Gao Hongming glanced at everyone and found that everyone was getting excited.
In later generations, the Centenarian Party and the Leading Party often like to use the fact that Chinese people have no faith to belittle or even attack China. But in fact, they are wrong. The Chinese people have faith.
The belief of the Chinese people is to read and study, be a good person, earn more money, and live a better life. The Chinese people respect anyone who is more knowledgeable and capable than themselves, but the Chinese people do not fear anything, they are only curious,
I will only respect and learn, but not fear the illusory gods.
The most important thing is that in the long process of development in China, China has gradually formed a gathering form based on family and clan ties. They respect their ancestors and respect benevolence, righteousness and morality. Therefore, we can see such a sentence in previous martial arts novels, I am a certain person.
If you don't change your name in a certain business, you won't change your surname.
From this sentence, we can see the importance of name and ancestors to the Chinese people. These things are the roots of the Chinese people, otherwise the son-in-law who came to the door would not be looked down upon so much.
Now that I hear that the Japanese want to dig out my own roots, who can bear it?
Seeing the anger gradually emerging on the faces of many soldiers, Gao Hongming knew that his words had worked.
After a pause, he continued: "Here, I want to say something ugly first. From now on, if anyone shows off on the battlefield, shakes the morale of the army, or even flees from battle, don't blame me, Mr. Gao, for being ruthless."
Seeing the stern look on Gao Hongming's face and Dabao, Wu Chengfeng, Xiao Zhankui and the other three standing behind him, the few soldiers who had other thoughts were all awestruck. They should be more careful in the future. If the crime is in his hands, this young master Gao really knows how to shoot.
"Okay, I won't say anything unnecessary."
There is no need for a heavy hammer to sound the drum, just saying something once is enough.
After the training, Gao Hongming began to ask Gao Hongming and Xiao Zhankui to lead the soldiers into live-fire shooting training. For a while, the training ground was filled with deafening gunshots.
This training was not important, and the results of the soldiers' lack of training were quickly exposed.
It can be said that there are all kinds of beings on the training ground. Some soldiers turned pale with fright when they heard the sound of gunfire. Some were so frightened that they could not even hold their guns steady. Some even dropped their guns and ran away. He ran away, and Gao Hongming's eyes went straight when he saw it.
Seeing Gao Hongming with an ugly face, Dabao didn't dare to speak, but just stood aside and hesitated.
Gao Hongming laughed and scolded: "Dabao, you can say whatever you want. Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Um... Young Master..." Dabao touched the back of his head and asked a little embarrassedly: "You see, Lao Wu and Lao Xiao have both become company commanders, so what am I going to do?"
"You..."
Gao Hongming looked at Dabao from head to toe and said with great interest: "Lao Wu and Lao Xiao have been working in the Northwest Army for seven or eight years. Lao Xiao is also the platoon leader, and Lao Wu has even served as company deputy. You Reply to what?"
"Master, don't underestimate me. Although I have never been a soldier, my marksmanship is good. Master once praised me when he was still here, otherwise he wouldn't have let me follow you."
"oh……"
Gao Hongming also became interested for a while and took him to the side. He pointed at a tree about fifty meters away and said, "Didn't you say that your marksmanship is good? Now you can demonstrate it to me."
Gao Hongming was not polite. He took out the two box cannons that he had just begged Gao Hongming to get for him and fired left and right at the tree opposite.
"Pa bang bang..."
In a burst of intense gunfire, the bowl-sized tree was rattled by bullets. In a short time, he had used up two boxes of bullets.
After the gunfire stopped, Gao Hongming could see clearly that all the bullets fired by Dabao were concentrated in an area the size of the mouth of a bowl, almost breaking the tree.
"nice!"
Gao Hongming was greatly surprised. Using a box gun with great recoil to shoot such accuracy at a distance of fifty meters was already remarkable.
For Gao Hongming, this is definitely an unexpected surprise.
Overjoyed, he reached out and patted Dabao on the shoulder, but he was too tall, so he could only pat Dabao on the arm.
"Dabao, since your marksmanship is so good, you can be my guard from now on. Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow you go down below and select a dozen people to form a guard class to be responsible for my safety."
"Okay!"
Dabao grinned happily.
Although he has a simple and honest personality, he is not stupid, and he also knows that he is not the material to lead troops in war. The reason why he asked Gao Hongming just now was just because he was afraid that he would be ignored by Gao Hongming.
Now that I'm fine, I can not only stay with the young master, but also protect him personally. What could be easier than this job?
Ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong gunshots rang out all afternoon. During dinner in the evening, Xiao Zhankui reported that the troops had fired more than 5,000 rounds of ammunition this afternoon alone.
Seeing Xiao Zhankui and Wu Chengfeng looking distressed, Gao Hongming just smiled softly and said, "It doesn't matter, it's just a few thousand rounds of bullets, so if you hit it, it's just a hit. I've said before that good marksmanship requires bullets."
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And you must be mentally prepared, this kind of "waste" is likely to last for a long time until I am satisfied."
The two looked at each other, and Wu Chengfeng hesitated and said: "Sir, if this is the case, then the consumption of ammunition will be huge. Do we have so much ammunition for our brothers to waste?"
"Don't worry, it will happen."
Gao Hongming really wasn't bragging when he said this, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. When he bought weapons and ammunition from his watch today, he discovered a loophole. The bullets for the 98K rifle and the MG42 general machine gun are the same.
The base ammunition of the 98K rifle is 200 rounds of bullets, while the base ammunition of the MG42 machine gun is 1,600 rounds of bullets. Their prices are also 0.2 yuan.
In other words, with the same money, Gao Hongming can buy eight times more bullets.
Calculated this way, the more than 4,000 rounds of ammunition destroyed this afternoon only cost him 50 or 60 cents, which is why Gao Hongming has so much confidence.
With such a price that was so cheap that it was almost free, Gao Hongming could even let the soldiers beat him on the shoulder.
When I think back to the history of the Anti-Japanese War, each soldier in the Chinese Army did not have more than twenty rounds of bullets. During the war, the Eighth Route Army soldiers even had to charge after firing five rounds. Isn't it because of lack of bullets?
Thinking of this, Gao Hongming felt that he had to do something.
Wu Chengfeng and Xiao Zhankui, who were eating nearby, saw Gao Hongming sitting on a stool with his chopsticks in the air and his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.
The two of them didn't dare to disturb them and could only eat in silence.
After a while, I heard Gao Hongming ask: "Old Wu, Old Xiao, are there any Eighth Route Army troops near us?"
"Eighth Route?"
Wu Chengfeng said without hesitation: "Of course there is... there are often Eighth Route Army activities in Cangyunling less than fifty miles away from us. Do you have anything to do with them?"
"Cangyun Ridge?"
Gao Hongming muttered, as if the place name seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
He ate two mouthfuls of mixed rice that was a bit hard to swallow, and drank another mouthful of wild vegetable soup, and then said: "I want to send them some ammunition, which can be regarded as a good relationship. After all, more friends lead to more paths."
Wu Chengfeng frowned after hearing this: "It's not impossible, but we know that there are troops from the Jinsui Army stationed near us. If we go to Cangyun Ridge, we have to pass through their territory. It's not good for us if they ask.
Answer."
"Jinsui Army?"
"Yes." Wu Chengfeng swallowed the last mouthful of rice, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said with some worry: "This is the 358th Regiment of the Jinsui Army. Their leader Chu Yunfei is the main force of the Jinsui Army. This officer is not
What a shame, if we send ammunition to the Eighth Route Army without permission, we might be in trouble if he finds out."
Gao Hongming murmured these words repeatedly, and his body suddenly started to tremble slightly.
He suddenly stood up, widened his eyes and asked Wu Chengfeng loudly: "Old Wu, what is the designation of the Eighth Route Army stationed near Cangyunling, and what is the name of their commander?"
"I'm not sure what their commander's name is, but the number of the Eighth Route Army seems to be called the New One Regiment!"
"Yes...this is correct..."
Gao Hongming sat down on the stool again. His face didn't know whether he was happy or sad, and he murmured: "It turns out that I have actually traveled through time and entered the Liangjian..."