There was a flurry of excitement. Han Baihang counted the time silently in his mind. When it reached one minute and forty-three seconds, the soldiers from the fifth row ran to the open space in front of him to gather. After counting the number of people in each class, a charred-faced shed leader ran up to him.
, stood at attention and saluted: "Report to the platoon leader, the officers and soldiers of the fifth platoon have been assembled. The actual number is 47, and there are 2 missing! Please give the order."
Han Baihang returned the military salute: "Return to the team!"
The shed leader trotted back to the queue. Han Baihang stood in a standard military posture with his hands behind his back. He glanced at the soldiers in front of him with focused eyes. Anyone caught his gaze could not help but puff up their chests. He glanced at more than forty faces.
Finally, a friendly smile appeared on his face and he said: "Take a break!"
Forty-seven officers and soldiers took a breath together. After all, they were soldiers of the Third Division. They all held their heads high and were full of energy. Their eyes were focused on Han Baihang's face, making him feel the pressure of being in full view and secretly took a deep breath.
After taking a breath, he said in a deep voice: "Brothers, my name is Han Baihang. It is my honor to be your platoon leader, but it is even more lucky for you to be my soldier, because I will lead you to gain harvest on the battlefield.
Victory, and at the same time bring you back alive from the battlefield!"
The soldiers looked at Han Baihang with cold eyes and fell silent. They were all veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time and would not be easily moved by the commander's rhetoric. A commander who can be sincerely supported by the officers and soldiers must be tested in war.
Han Baihang was a little embarrassed. He remembered that when he read the online article, the protagonist always used these words. If he followed the plot, there would be thunderous applause and support from the soldiers. But when it came to him, it was completely ineffective. Fortunately, he was shameless.
He was thick enough to cover up his embarrassment and said with a straight face: "Since you have become my soldiers, you must abide by the rules I have set. I only have one rule, and that is to obey orders and obey orders! I ask you, no matter what
Under any conditions, you must obey my orders unconditionally and resolutely. Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire and thousands of troops in front of you, as long as I give an order, all the officers and soldiers in the fifth row, even if it is a mule or a pig, must move forward with determination.
Advance without retreat, I am invincible! At the same time, in the fifth platoon, all officers and soldiers must follow my will as the criterion. There can only be one voice to speak to the outside world, and that is the voice of me, Han Baihang!"
The soldiers were in an uproar. This was the first time since they joined the army that they had heard such strict rules. Even if it was a sea of swords and fire, they had to advance without retreating. This was not looking down upon human life. At that moment, a burly shed chief was unconvinced.
stood up and said: "Platoon leader, we can't abide by your rules. Our third division does not have such rules. We are soldiers of Commander Yu, not your private soldiers, Platoon Leader Han."
The other soldiers echoed one after another, and they all seemed to have the same hatred against Han Baihang, and the scene was chaotic for a while.
Facing the upcoming commotion, Han Baihang remained calm. What he just said was naturally not something he said out of the blue. He said it after careful consideration. After receiving the order from the Fifth Platoon, he
Then he thought about the problem of running the army in this way. Although a platoon only has forty or fifty people, it is already the most basic military sequence, especially when he is about to embark on the battlefield. There is no extra time for him to understand and master the army. The only way is to learn from Qi Jiguang.
The way to train troops is first to strictly enforce military discipline, and secondly to establish absolute authority as a commander. Just like what happened just now, as soon as he finished speaking, someone jumped out to deny that this was a taboo for generals.
If he fails to do so, his prestige in the army will be affected. Of course, when he takes office as a new officer, his prestige cannot be mentioned. It is more accurate to say that he told the rules to motivate the generals, draw out the opponents, and naturally burn them.
Be the first to fire and establish the authority of the chief.
"Didn't anyone teach you before? When talking to a superior, you must first shout a report! Tell your name!"
Han Baihang suddenly turned his face and scolded the shed manager who had just spoken.
The shed leader looked ugly and could only say with a red face: "Report to the platoon leader, I am He Li, the second shed commander. Your rules are too unkind. Other platoons are not like this."
Han Baihang sneered in his heart. This shed manager was really clueless. He insisted on hitting the muzzle of the gun. Don't blame yourself for being ruthless.
"presumptuous!"
Han Baihang shouted sharply: "This platoon commander is running the army, and I need your little little shed commander to point my fingers. Is it possible that you are better than me? Or you want to go to another platoon, and the fifth platoon cannot accommodate you."
He reserved this sentence as a trap, and as expected, He Li was fooled. He thought he was senior in the fifth platoon and had the support of the soldiers. He didn't take Han Baihang, the newly appointed platoon leader, seriously at all, and said plausibly: "I
How dare you compete with the platoon leader? It’s just that I have been in the fifth platoon for a longer time and am more familiar with the brothers than the platoon leader. Brothers, don’t you think so?”
"yes!"
The soldiers responded, but some of them noticed that Han Baihang and the shed chief were arm wrestling, and did not dare to say a word.
"I see that you are determined to go against me. Today I don't need to hold you down as the platoon leader. Aren't you convinced? Let us compete in civil and military skills. The brothers in the whole platoon are watching to see what happens in the fifth platoon.
Whoever listens is better, if I lose, I will give up my position as platoon leader and give it to you. I will personally tell the captain!" Han Baihang looked at He Li provocatively and said.
He Li's eyes lit up. He was an experienced platoon leader, but because of his low education, he never got a chance to be promoted. Finally, when the platoon leader was absent due to illness, he thought it would be his turn to act as an agent. Who could
It was expected that Han Baihang would be parachuted in from outside and he had already been filled with resentment. Now that Han Baihang dared to say this, he naturally dared to accompany him and said quarrelsomely: "Okay, I also want to learn the skills of the platoon leader. We are on military rations."
"The writing is for scholars, how about we compete in martial arts?"
Han Baihang raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, but what if you lose?"
He Li simply said: "Whatever you say will be done!"
"Okay, it's a deal!"
Han Baihang immediately took off his coat, revealing his fair upper body. When the soldiers saw it, they said privately: "So fair and fair, he doesn't look like a soldier. I bet that squad leader He will win!"
On the other side, He Li also took off his coat in the same manner, revealing a body of tendon flesh. His dark skin looked like bronze. It looked like he had muscles and bones that had been beaten on the battlefield. There were probably two blows in his hands.
Listening to the mutterings of the soldiers, He Li looked triumphant, clasping his fists and cupping his hands around him, as if he was sure of victory.
"Platoon commander, don't worry, I will show mercy." He Li said.
Han Baihang unbuttoned his sleeves and raised his fingers disdainfully at He Li: "I'll give you three moves!"
"No need!"
He Li's face suddenly turned red, and he shouted with a loud voice. He quickly ran up to Han Baihang, and with a black tiger on his face, he looked like he was practicing the Great Sage Pi Guaquan.
vulgar.
"good!"
The soldiers cheered, but Han Baihang just made a mistake with his foot and dodged He Li's move. At the same time, he hooked his foot on the instep, and He Li fell to the ground with a groan. He learned this move from Wu Tiexiong.
It's called poking the heart and feet, and it uses clever energy. I haven't had the opportunity to practice it. This time I took the opportunity, and it was really extraordinary.
"one move!"
Han Baihang raised a finger, and the soldiers sighed, wondering why they failed to live up to their expectations.
He Li was extremely ashamed and angry. He stood up like a carp and used the split-kick fist to make the tiger angry. His fists and kicks came straight at him. Han Baihang took a step back to avoid the direct punch. His feet turned around and his body brushed against He Li's kick.
When he brought his body close to He Li's body, he suddenly tightened his abdomen and vomited strength. Before he could react, he stretched out his belly and ejected him. The soldiers watching outside saw He Li flying out sideways. Only a few of them could
An expert in kung fu can see that this is the iron mountain of Bajiquan. It can eject a weight of 1,780 kilograms with kung fu. The skill is extraordinary.
Han Baihang didn't intend to hurt anyone, so he used the skill of using force to strike. The moment He Li flew out, he suddenly twisted his waist, pointed his toes on the ground, and used the technique of an iron horse to make a hard bridge, and stepped back two steps.
Stand firm.
"Two moves!"
Han Baihang stretched out his fingers and shook them with a playful smile.
He Li gritted his teeth and looked at Han Baihang. He finally figured it out. Han Baihang deliberately proposed the competition in order to show his ability and make himself embarrassed in front of his brothers. After the fight just now, he also understood that he
The skills in his hands are no match for others, and if he continues to fight, he will only bring humiliation to himself.
He Li sighed, helplessly unclenched his fist, and said dejectedly: "I am not your opponent. I am willing to admit defeat. It is up to you to decide what the platoon leader wants to do!"
Han Baihang stared at him sharply, and suddenly burst into laughter and said: "What are you talking about? You are Han Baihang's soldier. How can I deal with you? I just hope you obey my orders and take care of the second shed for me. At the same time,
Are you willing to help me manage the daily affairs of the fifth platoon?"
