"Finally, I would like to emphasize one more point, that is, I don't care what you were like in the past, but since we are guerrillas fighting the Japanese, from now on we must be strictly disciplined, enforce orders and prohibitions, and not bully the common people."
Yang Ling's face was serious. If they wanted to gain a foothold in this area and achieve the goal of wiping out the Japs, even though they were guerrillas, they couldn't be as lazy as before.
Most of the guerrillas sent to occupied areas failed for many reasons, but the most important ones were that the Japanese were too powerful, too loose, not good enough to the people, and lacked support.
After all, when fighting guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines, the emperor was so far away that he had no supervision of the fighting team and no restrictions of military law, so many people acted recklessly.
While they were fighting against the Japanese, they would sometimes take the opportunity to extort money from the people. The result was that the people hated them, and the Japanese were encircling and suppressing them. When they were isolated and helpless, it was natural for them to fail.
Now that Yang Ling has become the captain of the Third Guerrilla Detachment, he has no control over the other guerrilla detachments for the time being, but the Third Guerrilla Detachment must become a powerful force with strict military discipline.
The so-called blacksmithing requires one's own hard work. As long as they can restrain themselves and obey orders and prohibitions, then fighting the Japanese will achieve twice the result.
"Did you hear what I said clearly?" Looking at everyone's silence, Yang Ling knocked on the table again and asked again.
"yes!"
Seeing how serious Yang Ling was, deputy detachment leader Zhang Lieguo and others also felt that Yang Ling was not joking, so they nodded in agreement.
"Okay, let's adjourn the meeting. We will start training tomorrow according to the guerrilla warfare training outline I compiled." Yang Ling said, waving his hand for everyone to disperse.
Yang Ling is now the commander of the Third Guerrilla Detachment. His words are authoritative and must be carried out regardless of whether everyone is willing or not.
Although this is a bit strong, behind enemy lines where the enemy situation is complex, a guerrilla team does not need too many voices. One is enough. This can also enhance cohesion and improve combat effectiveness.
"Sir Yang, now that we have lost Qinghe Town and settled in Yangjiawan again, should we send someone to ask for instructions and report to the leaders of the guerrilla column?"
Deputy detachment leader Zhang Lieguo was leaning on a newly made crutch. After everyone left, he left and returned again.
Although Zhang Lieguo's proposal seemed very reasonable, Yang Ling shook his head: "Let's put it aside for a while. Let's report it together after we have won a beautiful victory."
Yang Ling blocked Zhang Lieguo's proposal with just one sentence. If the general is not willing to accept the emperor's orders, it would be a waste of time to ask the superior for instructions on everything.
Now in the enemy-occupied area behind enemy lines, who knows whether the column has been infiltrated by the enemy. If their hiding place is exposed, wouldn't they be in danger?
Moreover, most of the people in the column are still fighting guerrillas in the old-fashioned way of large corps. What if they know that they have lost Qinghe Town and ask them to take it back?
You said you should follow the order and take it back, but that would be tantamount to hitting an egg with a stone and asking for trouble.
If you disobey orders to recapture Qinghe Town, you will be disobeying orders, and may be dismissed and investigated, or shot.
That's why Yang Ling is too lazy to contact the guerrilla column now. Since he can't get supplies and ammunition from the guerrilla column now, why should he contact them? Looking for trouble?
Deputy detachment leader Zhang Lieguo saw that Yang Ling had no intention of contacting the guerrilla column headquarters. He had no choice but to contact him if he didn't want to. Now that Yang Ling was in charge, he, the deputy detachment leader who had been ignored, had to bow his head.
After Yang Ling and the others had everything sorted, they began training for their brothers' guerrilla warfare.
At dawn the next day, except for the brothers who were on guard duty to light fires and cook, everyone gathered in formation at the newly opened training ground of the camp in Yangjiawan under the orders of the officers.
This new training ground was as big as two football fields in later generations. It was originally a large crop field in Yangjiawan. After being simply leveled, it became a training ground.
The brothers have eaten well and slept well these days. They are all in high spirits and have high morale. They have emerged from the shadow of the failure in Qinghe Town.
Looking at these brothers standing upright, Yang Ling was very satisfied in his heart. They are all good young men. As long as they are well trained, they will become a sharp knife that pierces the heart of the Japanese and become their nightmare.
"Reporting to the commander, the third guerrilla detachment has been assembled, please give instructions!"
First company commander Wang Huzhu ran to Yang Ling, stood up, saluted, and loudly reported.
Wang Huzi is Yang Ling's old brother, and he also holds the military rank of major. Now he is serving as the company commander of major, which is probably the only one in the entire army.
However, Yang Ling did not treat them badly. In addition to letting them temporarily resign themselves to the position of company commander and lead troops, he also gave them a title, that is, training instructors.
After all, Wang Huzi and Blacksmith both followed Yang Ling to the Nanyue Guerrilla Cadre Training Class, and they were more than capable of serving as instructors for these guerrillas.
"Let's lead the team to start training." Yang Ling didn't waste any more nonsense and directly asked Wang Huzi and the others to start training.
"Yes!" Wang Huzi saluted again, and then turned to face the brothers who were lined up.
Looking at the brothers lined up, Wang Huzi's lips curved into a wicked smile: "Everyone is here, turn right and run!"
After hearing the order, the brothers all turned around in unison. Although it was not so orderly, it was still in compliance with the order and began to start the day's training around the training field as big as two football fields.
The brothers will launch guerrilla operations behind enemy lines, relying on hills, lakes and vast countryside to deal with the Japanese. In such complex terrain, there are no cars or horses for the terrain to ride on, and they can only rely on a pair of feet.
The purpose of Yang Ling asking the brothers to start running training first is also very simple, that is to enhance the endurance of the brothers, so that they can outrun the Japanese and enhance their mobility when fighting guerrillas against the Japanese.
In this way, you can not only attack the Japanese over long distances, but also quickly get rid of the Japanese when they are chasing you. Therefore, running training is indispensable.
"One two one, one two one."
Of course, Wang Huzi would not watch the brothers run. He also took off his coat and ran with the brothers, shouting slogans.
"What are you doing here? Run faster!"
Seeing those brothers who were running sparsely behind, Wang Huzi and other officers scolded and urged them from time to time.
"Listen up, whoever runs ten kilometers first will eat first. If he doesn't run enough, he will go hungry."
Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the brothers started to run away while complaining.
Zhang Lieguo and a group of injured people stayed at the training ground and watched the brothers run, wondering in their hearts, will running like this be effective?
"Commander Lei, let's go too." Seeing his brothers running out of breath, Yang Ling also took off his coat and called to Lei Xiong and others who were watching the fun.
"Sir Yang, do you really want to run away?" Lei Xiong was also complaining in his heart at this moment. Why did he come over to watch the excitement when he had nothing to do.
Yang Ling smiled and said: "As officers, we should lead by example and set an example for our brothers."
Seeing what Yang Ling said, no matter how reluctant Lei Xiong and his group of staff members were, they all started running.
The brothers originally had some complaints in their hearts, thinking that Yang Ling was torturing them, but when they saw Yang Ling joining them and running away, their complaints were put to rest.
"Brothers, run the hell out of me, we can't lose to the commanders and the others." The instructors also encouraged them while running.
As for the officer candidate class, although the staff officers of the branch were sweating profusely from running, they could not let their brothers lose face, so they gritted their teeth and persisted.
This was the first time for the Third Guerrilla Detachment to participate in such training. They ran in circles around the training ground and took more than an hour to complete the ten-kilometer task.
"Get up, get up, don't collapse on the ground, stand up and rub your knees."
After running ten kilometers, the brothers collapsed on the ground from exhaustion, but they started shouting one by one before the officers.
"You're so damn embarrassed for me. Look at Chief Yang, why didn't he collapse on the ground?"
The brothers, who were soaked with sweat, turned to look around. Yang Ling, who had run ten kilometers like them, was smiling like a normal person, which shocked them greatly.