The soldiers had a good meal and built up their strength. They thought Han Baihang would give another order and order them to run back to the camp. Unexpectedly, he glanced at the hillside and said, "Prepare your swords and axes to chop down fifteen big trees."
The soldiers complained secretly, so they had to take out their swords and axes, and swarmed over the nearby hillside, chopping down the trees. In a short while, they cut down fifteen trees and pushed them onto the road.
"Cut off all the branches and leaves, leaving only the trunk." Han Baihang said.
After another period of busy work, fifteen logs were finally produced. The soldiers looked at Han Baihang in fear, not knowing what order he was going to give.
"Three people per tree, carry it!"
Han Baihang took the lead and picked the thickest log. He carried it on his shoulders without anyone else's help. The soldiers around him almost stared at them. They had tried to chop down the tree just now.
The weight of the tree is not light. It is difficult for two or three people to lift it together. The platoon leader actually lifted it alone. This strength is simply not what a person should have.
The platoon leader had already carried it, and the soldiers naturally did not dare to neglect it. Following the shouts, a group of three people carried the wood. Look at the way they all suppressed their blushes. It was obvious that they were very exhausted. Look again.
Han Baihang, who was carrying logs alone and walking swiftly, felt a sense of awe in his heart.
He Li was proud of his strength, so he imitated Han Baihang to carry the log. As soon as he lifted the log, the veins on his forehead popped out. He had already weighed it, and found out that a piece of log must weigh three to four hundred kilograms.
Han Baihang was such a monster that the entire Third Division probably couldn't find anyone to lift it up. Thinking of this, he was convinced that Han Baihang was the platoon leader, and he obediently called two strong soldiers to lift the log together.
"The target is the vanguard camp, start walking!"
Han Baihang shouted the slogan "121" and led the troops back to the camp.
It took five platoons of soldiers three hours to return after a five-kilometer journey. By then it was already noon, and smoke was rising from the camp of the vanguard selection team. The sentry standing guard in front of the camp gate saw from a distance the stumbling steps of carrying the soldiers.
The fifth platoon of officers and soldiers who had returned from the logs hurried over to greet them. They recognized a fellow villager inside and said in surprise: "Old Liu, I saw you five platoons leaving early, why did you come back carrying the logs? This kind of hard work should be left to the civilians."
Do it!”
Lao Liu was very tired all the way, and his uniform was soaked with sweat. Hearing this, he grumbled: "Hey, forget it, our platoon leader is a pervert, and none of the orders he gave were done by humans."
The sentry comforted him: "Just look at it. We, the top soldiers, are the ones who endure hardships. If we are an official, the brothers below us will have their legs broken."
Old Liu looked strange and said: "That's not what I'm talking about. Look behind you. The one at the back is our platoon leader."
When the sentry heard this, he looked back and saw an officer hanging alone at the end of the team carrying a piece of wood. He was constantly cheering the soldiers up. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly patted his head and said, "Oh, it turns out it's him! No wonder
Got it!"
"What do you mean?" Old Liu asked hurriedly when he saw him startled.
The sentry said excitedly: "Yesterday a new platoon leader came and carried the stone lion at the entrance of Wudao Temple into the temple. You don't know how heavy the stone lion is. The five of us worked together to move the stone lion back.
In situ, do you think it’s great or not?”
Lao Liu suddenly realized that if the platoon leader was so powerful, no wonder he would train him to death like this. His resentment was much lessened, and he said proudly: "Well, don't you see what our fifth platoon does? The average platoon leader
Command us?"
The sentry laughed and scolded: "Don't be such a bastard. The captain has an order. When the fifth platoon leader comes back, he will report to the battalion headquarters immediately."
Lao Liu said: "You have to inform us. If the log on our shoulders falls off, we will be punished."
The sentry gloated and said with a smile: "Then you should carry it well."
The sentry trotted all the way to find Han Baihang and saluted: "Platoon Leader Han, the captain has ordered you to see him immediately when you come back."
Han Baihang nodded breathlessly. Although he was strong, he was exhausted from carrying the logs back alone. Just to set an example for the soldiers and encourage them to continue to persevere, he gritted his teeth and carried the logs back. At this moment, he saw
He was about to enter the military camp. He was unwilling to give up at the last moment. He took a deep breath, bumped the log on his shoulders, and shouted: "Brothers, persistence is victory. Carry the log back to our platoon at noon."
Everyone cooks meat on a small stove and rests for two hours after the meal."
After hearing this, the officers and soldiers of the fifth platoon were greatly boosted in morale. They worked hard to carry the logs back to the fifth platoon's station. Han Baihang made simple arrangements, washed his face in a hurry and went to the battalion headquarters.
When they arrived at the battalion headquarters, Captain Zhong Gaoying had an ugly face. When he saw Han Baihang, he scolded him: "Han Baihang, what the hell are you doing? Who asked you to lead the team out of the camp without asking for permission? The brigade commander called in person in the morning to ask.
For this matter, scold me and tell me how I should deal with you!"
Han Baihang smiled bitterly. He had indeed forgotten that the troops could not leave the camp without authorization. If this was handled according to military law, his position as platoon leader would be over. But looking at the captain's expression, although he was severely reprimanded, he did not agree with himself.
With a more sincere plan, he admitted his mistake obediently and said: "I am humbled by my position and I know I was wrong. Please ask the captain to punish me. I will never complain."
Zhong Gaoying snorted coldly: "First tell me where you have been all morning!"
Han Baihang confessed: "I took up my humble position as the fifth platoon for the first time and conducted training for the troops."
Zhong Gaoying frowned and said, "Why did you come back carrying the wood? There are many trees around our camp, so why bother looking far away? Someone just came to complain, saying that you are not considerate of the officers and soldiers, and that the training is unstructured. What do you have to say?"
Han Baihang cursed the person who made the complaint in his heart, and hurriedly explained: "Captain, I have taken great pains to ask the brothers to carry the logs back because of my humiliation. It is by no means unorganized as some people say."
Zhong Gaoying said coldly: "What are you trying so hard for? Why did no one say goodbye to the platoon leader? Only one day after you took office, someone complained."
Han Baihang said: "It takes three people to lift a log. It tests the physical fitness, willpower, and teamwork of the three soldiers. When marching while carrying the log, if one of them is lazy or unable to persevere, the other two will not be able to carry it."
Continue, so although this training is very difficult, it is necessary to train among soldiers, captain, I think..."
Zhong Gaoying interrupted Han Baihang impatiently. He was not interested in hearing how to train. What he wanted was the stability of the troops and the recovery of their combat effectiveness as soon as possible, so as not to lose their chain on the battlefield and hinder the selection of the vanguard. Finally, he warned
He said: "Platoon Leader Han, I don't care how you train, but there is one thing you have to understand. Next time there is a war, your fifth platoon will be the vanguard of the entire team. If you don't want to go to the battlefield and die, then train well for me.
Don't make any more trouble."
Han Baihang said yes, and Zhong Gaoying waved his hand and said: "Go back, remember, and train well. I will come to inspect you in three days to see your results."
"Yes, I have resigned from my humble position."
Han Baihang stood at attention and came out of the battalion headquarters. His back was soaked with sweat. He secretly said, "It's dangerous. We must follow the rules in the army. We must be careful in our actions in the future, otherwise we will be in trouble if someone catches us."
