On the way back to the fifth platoon, Han Baihang was holding a fire in his heart. Captain Zhong's merciless reprimand just now made him feel ashamed and angry. Fortunately, he usually felt good about himself and thought he could lead troops, but he was naked on the first day after taking office.
It was a slap in the face. Some soldiers complained privately. At best, it was because he had only been in office for a short period of time and could not communicate well with the soldiers. But more seriously, it was a matter of loyalty. There was a rebel in the army, which showed that he, the platoon leader, was
He is incompetent and does not have enough ability and skills to command the troops. This is a big taboo in the eyes of Shangguan. Captain Zhong's last words were a warning to him. After three days of inspection, everything will be fine if he does a good job. But if he still can't
Gather the military morale of the fifth platoon, and the results can be imagined.
Back in the platoon, the soldiers were gathering around the cook serving rice. He glanced at everyone with an unkind look, and was about to order the troops to assemble, pick up anyone who had suspicions and file a complaint, and find out this traitor.
But when the words came to his mouth, he hesitated. As the old saying goes, if you don't lecture while eating, the soldiers will work hard all morning and their stomachs will growl. When they gather together to lecture, they will definitely have complaints in their hearts. He thought for a moment,
He suppressed the anger in his heart and thought to himself: "Perhaps I was too eager for success and insisted on copying the training of later generations to the Republic of China. It was inevitable that I would not be accustomed to the climate. Furthermore, I was in the fifth platoon for only one day, and I was very concerned about the training of every officer and soldier.
It’s natural to know nothing, so it’s reasonable to be frustrated now.”
Thinking of this, the anger in Han Baihang's heart subsided a lot. When he looked at his training, he did take it for granted. First of all, judging from the food standards of the Third Division, it was difficult for soldiers to carry out high-intensity training such as carrying logs. Secondly,
Soldiers have never been exposed to such training before, and they will inevitably feel resistance and discomfort. The correct approach should be to proceed step by step, first conduct simple and basic training, let the soldiers realize the benefits of this kind of training, and then gradually improve.
Han Baihang suddenly became cheerful. He put on a friendly smile on his face, stepped forward and took over the job from the cook, and said: "Brothers in the cook shed have worked hard cooking, let me serve the food for everyone from now on."
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"Platoon leader, how can I let you do this job? You should eat first!"
When the cook heard this, he hurriedly came out of the kitchen with a large bowl of fragrant meat in his hand. It looked like it was a small stove specially prepared by Han Baihang.
Han Baihang glanced at it and said he was lying if he said he was not greedy. Then he looked at the soldiers' cooking pots. Although the food of the 3rd Division was good among the Zhili Army, the clear soup with cabbage and tofu was watery, and there were only a few slices of meat. The meal in the morning was
The game that came was not enough for one row of people. He had an idea and took the big bowl of meat from the hand of the cook's shed leader. He put it into the vegetable pot at once, took the horse spoon from the hand of the rice cook, and put it in the big pot.
He stirred it vigorously for a few times and said: "I, Han Baihang, have the rules of leading troops. Officers and soldiers are all treated equally in terms of life and treatment. I will never be given special treatment. I will share the meat with the brothers and supplement it with more nutrients. When training,
If you have strength, you can kill more enemies on the battlefield."
After that, he picked up the horse spoon and served food to the soldiers. The soldiers were very moved when they saw it and said repeatedly: "Thank you, platoon leader, for your kindness."
"Thank you, platoon leader, for looking up to us!"
Han Baihang smiled and said: "I am also grateful to the brothers for looking up to me. Today's march was so hard that no one was left behind. We are all strong men."
The soldiers were very happy after hearing the praise. Today's training was indeed not light, and the other platoons had already given up on it halfway through.
Several shed leaders looked at each other. Regardless of whether Han Baihang was sincere or acting, if he was really a platoon leader who loved his soldiers as much as his son, it would be a blessing for everyone.
After a busy meal, Han Baihang fulfilled his promise and let the soldiers rest for two hours. He walked among the soldiers without pretending to be a commander. He talked to each soldier cordially and wrote down the soldier's name in a small book.
, age, place of origin, family status and other information, and gradually gained a general understanding of the overall situation of the fifth row.
Most of the soldiers in the fifth platoon are from Zhili and Shandong provinces. Among them, the second shed is mostly from Zhili, the commander He Li is from Wen'an, Zhili, the third shed is mostly from Shandong, and the commander Xu Pengzu is from Zhangqiu, Shandong.
People, the two of them have always had prestige among soldiers from various provinces, but the origin of the soldiers in the shed is more complicated. They are from Henan, Shanxi, Hubei, and Hunan. The shed chief Zhou Baocai is from Hubei, and he is usually suppressed by the other two shed chiefs.
One head.
With this information, Han Baihang finally found a breakthrough. He wanted to recruit Zhou Baocai under his command to check He Li and Xu Pengzu and gain absolute command over the fifth platoon.
He found Zhou Baocai and saw him sitting on a log, grinning and taking off his leggings. He hurriedly walked over and asked, "Captain Zhou, what's the matter?"
"Platoon leader!"
When Zhou Baocai saw Han Baihang walking in, he quickly stood up and saluted, but it seemed that he had damaged a wound somewhere. He frowned and said, "There seems to be a blood blister on my foot. Once I pop it and squeeze it, it will be fine."
"Let me see!"
Han Baihang knelt down and helped Zhou Baocai untie his leggings. After taking off his shoes and socks, he could only see that the sole of his right foot was bloody and bloody. The blood blisters had burst long ago. The pain was so painful that he could only break into a cold sweat. When he saw this, he hurriedly took out a small bag from his bag.
Here comes a box of Yunnan Baiyao. This kind of healing medicine is only distributed to officers. Ordinary officers and soldiers have no chance to use it unless they are injured. He ignored Zhou Baocai's objection and helped him apply the medicine to the wound, then took out his own towel and bandaged the wound.
He stopped and said: "You are injured, so the training for the past few days should be cancelled. You can return to the team after the injury is healed."
Zhou Baocai knew how smelly his feet were, and the platoon leader did not hesitate to bandage them. He was very touched. His eyes were slightly red and he said: "Platoon leader, I, old Zhou, am a rough man. I don't know how to speak nice words. From now on, I only need an order from you."
No matter what lies ahead, I, Zhou, will not be a mother-in-law if I don’t say no."
Han Baihang was happy in his heart, but calmly said on his face: "Captain Zhou, that's enough. I care about every soldier under my command the same. I'm not taking care of you or giving you medicine. You don't have to worry about me."
Be grateful, this is just the most basic care a superior has for his subordinates, and it is not worth mentioning."
Zhou Baocai was even more impressed when he heard this and said: "Platoon leader, I have been in the army for five platoon leaders, and none of them can compare to you who love soldiers as much as your sons."
Han Baihang smiled and said: "Captain Zhou, I'm here to discuss the training of our platoon with you. If you have any suggestions, just put them forward."
Zhou Baocai nodded, hesitated for a moment and said: "Platoon leader, I know you want to achieve results, but it's better to take your time. The water in the fifth platoon is deep."
"You are saying that He Li and Xu Pengzu are exerting resistance behind the scenes," Han Baihang said bluntly.
Zhou Baocai glanced around and said in a low voice: "Platoon leader, to tell you the truth, the former platoon leader did not miss his post due to illness. He was excluded because he could not stay any longer, so he resigned due to illness."
Han Baihang raised his eyebrows: "Is this happening?"
Zhou Baocai shook his head and said, "It's true. Speaking of which, I also contributed a lot."
Han Baihang stared at him and said, "Then why do you have to confess to me? Aren't you afraid that I will be on guard?"
Zhou Baocai said seriously: "I can see that you are a good officer, different from them, so I don't want you to be thrown into a trap."
Han Baihang smiled and said confidently: "Mr. Zhou, you are right. I, Han Baihang, am different from others. I don't cause trouble and I am not afraid of it. If someone wants to have fun, I will play with them to see who can have the last laugh."
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Zhou Baocai sighed and said, "Platoon commander, you'd better be more careful. It's easy to hide from open guns and hard to defend against hidden arrows."
Han Baihang suddenly approached him and said with firm eyes: "Chief Zhou, do you want to stand on my side or on someone else's side?"
Zhou Baocai remained silent and did not answer.
Han Baihang was depressed for a while. Fortunately, he had expected it and knew that Zhou Baocai would not easily recruit his subordinates. He said: "I won't embarrass you. You can rest for a few days. I will temporarily take over the command of Yipeng. In three days, the captain will
They will inspect my training results, and if I pass the test, you can help me, how about it?"
Zhou Baocai hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly: "Okay!"