"Hey, Shitou, you're up, you're going to take the test of the special forces team today."
Private Zhang Shitou was sleeping soundly under a quilt when he was woken up by a push.
Zhang Shitou got his head out of the quilt, rubbed his sleepy eyes, glanced outside through the paper window and then got under the quilt: "It's bright today, it's still early."
In order to select the Lieyan Special Warfare Brigade, Yang Ling gave the officers and soldiers of the Northern Jiangsu Corps a day off specifically to free up the assessment venue, so there was no morning training today.
"Hey, don't sleep in. You forgot. Dinner starts early today. We have to go and eat something early, otherwise we won't have enough energy for the exam later." The dark-skinned Han Er pulled Zhang Shitou up from his bed again.
Zhang Shitou was rescued by the Northern Jiangsu Corps from the Xiaodao Hui, otherwise he would have been killed by the Xiaodao Hui to sacrifice his ancestors.
Han Er was a civilian who was rescued from the Japanese when the Northern Jiangsu Corps attacked Gaoyou. They all joined the army one after another and became members of the Northern Jiangsu Corps.
They naturally know that the Lieyan Special Warfare Brigade is a gathering place for elites in the Jiangsu North Headquarters, and only the strongest people can enter.
This time the Flame Special Warfare Brigade is recruiting new recruits. Seeing the higher level of treatment offered by the Flame Special Warfare Brigade, they all enthusiastically signed up, hoping to join this strongest force.
After all, water flows to lower places and people move to higher places. Even if they are not strong enough, they still yearn for better treatment and hope to go further.
Although Zhang Shitou missed the warm quilt, he still slowly got up and dressed up under Han Er's repeated urging.
The two of them drank two large bowls of porridge and ate three steamed buns in the camp canteen, then burped and walked towards the training ground for the assessment.
Although the weather was still freezing and making people shiver, the snow was gone and the road surface was as frozen as stone.
The brothers headed towards the assessment training ground in small groups, some going to join in the fun and some going to take the assessment. Looking around, they saw a crowd of people and a commotion.
"Tanghulule, candied haws on ice!"
"Shaobing, hot big sesame cake!"
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Outside the fence of the assessment camp, various vendors were selling their wares while shouting loudly.
Although these small vendors cannot enter Yangling's camp, they can set up stalls and sell things outside the camp.
The brothers receive military pay every month and are stationed in Jieshou, which invisibly boosts Jieshou's consumption and makes the place prosperous.
Han Er and Zhang Shitou were walking and talking, and soon walked into the assessment camp. Because the assessment had not started yet, everyone gathered in groups with people they knew, talking about the upcoming assessment, and some
People are doing warm-up exercises.
"I heard that more than 50 people were recruited in the last assessment, but I don't know how many people have been recruited this time?" Looking at the dark mass of people who signed up around them, many people felt heavy pressure.
Some brothers speculated: "I think they will recruit a hundred people anyway. I heard that there were two to three thousand people who signed up."
"That's not necessarily the case. The Flame Special Forces recruits the strongest people in our army. They are more skilled than others..."
The brothers were talking a lot. Many people's faces were full of excitement, and some were very nervous. The assessment training ground was surrounded by heads of people.
"Master, I see there are so many people. Let's go back. It would be embarrassing if we were kicked down. If you really want to join the Laoshizi Special Forces, why don't we find someone to be accommodating..."
Looking at those tough officers and soldiers, Ah Fu, the servant who accompanied the militia detachment leader Xiao Yan, was full of worry and kept chattering beside him.
Xiao Yan, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was not worried at all. Instead, he was eager to give it a try. When faced with Ah Fu, he was impatient: "If you want to go back, just go back. Don't talk nonsense here."
Hearing the impatience in his young master's tone, the servant Ah Fu did not dare to speak any more. If he really made his young master unhappy, he would be punished again.
"Hey, isn't this the young master of the Xiao family? If you don't have a small body to stay at home, why are you here to join in the fun? You won't be afraid of being blown away by the strong wind."
At this moment, a strange voice came. Zhang Baozi, another militia detachment leader who was wearing a sheepskin jacket in the winter and showing off his strong muscles, came over with a figure-footed step, his face full of disdain.
Although they are now both captains of the militia detachment under the Northern Jiangsu Corps, they had a history of grievances before and did not deal with each other. They always made fun of each other when they met.
"Captain Zhang, I heard that you have taken in the eighth concubine again. Congratulations, but do you still have the strength to participate in the assessment?" Xiao Yan, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was unambiguous and immediately retorted.
Zhang Baozi laughed loudly and patted his chest and said: "I am very strong. Not to mention a concubine with eight or eighty rooms, I still have the strength to take part in the assessment."
"Oh? In that case, how about we make a bet?" Xiao Yan pushed up his glasses and said with a smile.
"A bet?" Looking at the sinister smile on Xiao Yan's face, Zhang Baozi's face was uncertain, but in public, he couldn't lose face, so he immediately asked: "What are you betting on?"
"Let's bet on who can pass the test?" Xiao Yan's smile grew wider: "If who fails, how about giving the other party ten quick shots?"
"Just bet, I'm afraid of you!" Looking at Xiao Yan's frail little body, Zhang Baozi suddenly felt confident.
While everyone was waiting at the assessment training ground, Yang Ling also arrived at the assessment training ground surrounded by senior officers of the Northern Jiangsu Corps.
Seeing Yang Ling and other senior officers arriving, the messy training ground suddenly became much quieter.
"Hello, sir!"
"Hello, Chief Yang!"
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Yang Ling started from the training ground gate, and the guards and brothers participating in the assessment stood up and saluted one after another along the way.
"How are the preparations going?"
"Ready!"
"Isn't it cold with so little clothes on?"
"Sir, it's not cold!"
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Yang Ling was also amiable. He raised his hand to return the salute one by one, and at the same time greeted his brothers, without any airs of a superior.
This harmonious scene made those civilians who participated in the assessment look with admiration. They did not expect Yang Ling's prestige in the army to be so high.
"I didn't expect these brothers to support Commander Yang so much."
Seeing Yang Ling and his brothers talking and laughing all the way to the podium, Xiao Yan murmured to himself, becoming more confident in joining this army.
Yang Ling led the Northern Jiangsu Corps to fight all the way from Huaiyin to Gaoyou, beating the Japanese until they were pissed off. He never deducted the brothers' military pay and drank soldiers' blood, and also tried every means to improve the brothers' treatment.
In this era, there are not many such good officers anymore, so the brothers are willing to work for Yang Ling and follow him to fight the Japanese. This is the main reason why the Jiangsu North Corps has strong cohesion.