In the wild field where the cold wind was howling, Liang Xiaoshan, who served as the commander of the recruit company, had a twenty-gun pistol pinned to his waist. He was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back, and his cold eyes were patrolling back and forth among the teams practicing assassination.
"kill!"
One hundred and sixty recruits clutched the cold rifles in their hands. Following the command of the recruit company commander Liang Xiaoshan, they plunged their sharp bayonets into the straw man in front of them again and again, shouting loudly.
"Have you not eaten yet?! Stab hard!" Liang Xiaoshan had a cold face and scolded from time to time.
The veterans who served as platoon leaders in the recruit company were also walking back and forth in the queue, correcting the recruits' irregular assassination moves.
In the battle with the Japs, close-range hand-to-hand combat often occurred, so Yang Ling attached great importance to the stabbing training for his brothers.
Due to the harsh surrounding environment, Yang Ling and others may fight against the Japanese and puppet troops at any time, so the training of new recruits is particularly urgent.
Due to time constraints, Yang Ling directly reduced many subjects and waited for time to make up for them later. Currently, there are only four basic subjects.
The theoretical aspects include courses on the use of firearms and other weapons and military regulations and discipline, while the practical aspects include shooting training, bomb-dropping training and stabbing training.
As for the rest, such as lurking, swimming, weight-bearing training, armed cross-country training, and coordinated operations of the squad and platoon, Yang Ling has postponed it and will practice again when he has time.
When Liang Xiaoshan led his company of recruits to distance themselves and practiced stabbing, the two companies of recruits next to them were practicing bombing.
The brothers practiced throwing grenades, not real grenades, but stones of similar weight. Following the veterans' commands, the stones continued to fly towards the predetermined pit.
"Press the bullet!"
"Take the fire!"
"aim!"
"shooting!"
"Bang bang bang..."
The 38-meter rifle vibrated on the shoulders of the brothers, causing their shoulders to hurt. The bullets flew out in a whoosh, but the target 150 meters away did not miss the target.
"Class 1 and Class 2 stand up and go to the back to understand!" The recruit company commander turned around and ordered: "Class 3 and Class 4 come forward!"
As the saying goes, more training in peacetime means less bloodshed in wartime. Yang Ling spared no expense in bullets and specially allocated more than 5,000 rounds of ammunition to the recruits for them to practice shooting.
Although only a few of these 5,000 bullets are distributed equally to each recruit's head, it still allows the recruits to experience the feeling of real shooting, so that they will not pee their pants on the battlefield.
Yang Ling led a group of staff officers to watch the recruits' training from a distance. He was very satisfied when he saw that the veterans taught hard and the recruits studied seriously.
These recruits all took the initiative to join the army and wanted to be soldiers. Many of them hated the Japs, especially the recruits who were refugees. Almost all of them had a blood feud with the Japs.
The so-called barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes. Many of them not only had their homes destroyed by the Japs, but their relatives were almost killed by the Japs.
They choose to become soldiers and become guerrillas. The only thing they want in their minds is to train well and take revenge on the little devils. Such brothers are much better than those recruits who force Rafa to come.
"Commander Lei, I will leave the training of these new recruits to you. In a week, I hope to see a howling tiger and wolf army!"
Staff officer Lei Xiong knocked his heels, stood upright and said: "Sir, don't worry, I will definitely train them strictly! I guarantee that when the time comes, whatever the sword points at, they will be invincible!"
"Brother Lei, the wind is strong, don't flash your tongue." When staff officer Liu Sheng saw Lei Xiong issued the military order, he kindly reminded him not to be so full of words.
After all, a week is still too short. If the training effect is not good by then, you will be cheating yourself.
"Hey, let's wait and see." Lei Xiong seemed confident.
Yang Ling didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Lei Xiong's gourd. Anyway, he was satisfied if it could form combat effectiveness in a short time.
"While training is being carried out, food must not be left behind. After all, only by eating well can we have the strength to train and fight. We must ensure that the brothers have three dry meals a day, one of which contains meat."
Yang Ling has always paid attention to the food situation of his brothers. Unless he is in battle, he at least ensures that he has food to eat every day.
The reason why Yang Ling is so wealthy is that he has confiscated the homes of many traitors and landlords. The confiscated food and money are now piling up like mountains.
Although the land of China is currently raging with war, those landowners who are just like grass on the wall are still extremely wealthy, because no matter who rules, they, these famous people in the local area, are the targets of both sides.
In fact, it is not just the wealth of these old landlords. While the officers and soldiers are fighting bloody battles on the front line, in the rear areas of the southwest, those high-ranking officials and celebrities are also living their daily lives.
Just like the foreign journalists who once conducted interviews in various places during the most difficult period of China's Anti-Japanese War, the frontline soldiers could not even get a full meal, the victims and refugees were starving to death everywhere, and the Henan territory was even more devastated.
But in the mansions of senior officials in the rear, senior officials of the government were enjoying fine wines and delicacies from abroad. With the loss of a large number of coastal ports, the only material transportation channel, the Burma Highway, became a tool for senior officials to make money.
Senior officials of the government took advantage of their power and used official vehicles for private use to transport large quantities of materials back from the Burma Highway. They could earn more than 100,000 yuan in one fell swoop, greatly enriching the country's economy.
It is said that soldiers are hot-blooded and politicians are cold-hearted. As a soldier, Yang Ling hated these people who made huge fortunes from the country's financial difficulties the most.
Facing the useless landlords and wealthy people in Huaiyin and the so-called businessmen who hoarded goods and drove up prices due to the war, they have always been merciless, confiscating their homes and shooting them.
Although Yang Ling has gained the reputation of a "butcher" in private, he doesn't care. He is just a soldier. He fights Japanese soldiers so that his brothers can have enough food for him. No matter how much such reputation he gets,
how.
Of course, Yang Ling also had a clear distinction between good and evil. He also strongly supported the landowners and businessmen who kept their integrity, allowing them to open shops in Huaiyin, and actively exempted them from taxes.
In the current occupied areas, due to the flight of a large number of officials, the rule of the government has actually collapsed. These military commanders.
In fact, he is also responsible for the administrative tasks of restoring local order, and taxes are also collected for military use, so he still has some small rights.
After Yang Ling finished training the recruits and explained many matters to Lei Xiong, the person in charge of the recruit training, he led his staff straight to another camp.
More than 4,000 armed groups of different types gathered in Huaiyin from villages across the country. They included self-defense forces organized by local gentry, village protection teams, etc.
At the same time, there are also smaller guerrilla groups. These guerrilla groups are not commanded by the leaders of the Military Commission, but are subordinate to the provincial government departments. They have long been cut off from the provincial government, and their lives are very tight.