"Captain, didn't the regiment headquarters give us new recruits?" Hu Changyi asked suddenly.

"No, the group leader said let us recruit people ourselves!" Zhao Fengnian said.

"Okay! Let's recruit people ourselves... By the way, captain, let me tell you something!" Hu Changyi said.

"What's wrong, do you have any new ideas?" Zhao Fengnian asked.

"It's not an idea. I just want you to go to the regiment headquarters tomorrow and ask if they have realgar, saltpeter, iron powder, and some alcohol." Hu Changyi said.

"Realgar, saltpeter and iron powder...you want to make a flash cap?" Zhao Fengnian said suddenly.

"That's right, it's just to make flash caps! I think these cartridge cases are still very good. It's a pity to lose them. They can be used after reloading!" Hu Changyi said.

"Do you need copper plates to make a flash cap? Alas... when your father was alive... forget it, let's not talk about it. I will search for you tomorrow. If the group can't find it, they will go to the town!" Zhao Fengnian didn't say anything more.

What.

After eating, we went to bed. There was no talking all night, and everyone had a good dream.

Early the next morning, just as Mrs. Hu's big rooster flew down from the tree and was about to crow, she suddenly discovered that there was an extra person in the yard.

Looking at the man's eyes that seemed to be shining, Big Rooster Dahong suddenly felt a little scared. This feeling of fear seemed to only appear when encountering a weasel.

He looked around cautiously and found no trace of the weasel. Then he raised his wings and flew onto the millstone. He held his head high and started to cry: "Oh, oh, oh, oh..."

"Oh oh oh..." Big Red's crow woke up the roosters in every house in the village, and the whole village was filled with roosters.

Occasionally, there are a few dissatisfied barks from dogs that have been disturbed from sleep. It is really a rural scene where chickens and dogs hear each other.

"Get up, get up, all guerrillas, get up!" Hu Changyi's voice rang in the yard of Mrs. Hu's house, which frightened the big rooster into stopping its crow and flapping its wings as it flew up a short tree.

Well, the person who was scaring the big rooster in the yard early in the morning was none other than Comrade Hu Changyi.

Since the establishment was confirmed yesterday, Hu Changyi felt that he should take responsibility and train the dozen or so guerrillas first. Although these people look lazy, they all have special skills and good physical fitness.

They are all excellent, and they will definitely be a good group of soldiers after training.

Don't ask why Hu Changyi knew it. The question is that he has not been idle these two days. While working, he paid a lot of attention to the situation of these guerrillas. In addition, he had just mastered (purchased) "Current Practical Infantry."

"Artillery Training Manual" (Junior Edition) has the ability to train these guerrillas.

As for why he got up earlier than chicken? Well, this is a new function of the system that Hu Changyi discovered last night - the auxiliary reminder function.

That's right, Hu Changyi used the system as an alarm clock. It was the kind of alarm clock that directly touched the soul. No matter how hard he fell asleep, he could still hear the system reminder.

"What's going on? Who's shouting?" The first person to respond to Hu Changyi's call was Zhao Fengnian, who was the most vigilant among the guerrillas.

"Captain, starting from today, we are going to train the team members. This morning's subject is queue training." Hu Changyi said.

"Well, good, I now know how to take responsibility! Do you want me to train with you?" Zhao Fengnian asked with a smile.

"You don't have to. Not only have the movements been finalized, but also have their own routines. Training will be a bad thing! But everyone else has to train, including Chef Fan!" Hu Changyi pointed at Chef Fan who was wearing an apron.

"What? I need to train too? I'm just a cook. Cooking and cooking is our specialty. Just train and fight!" Chef Fan said.

"It's true that you are a cook, but first you are a soldier, and then you are a cook! Besides, who said that a cook can only cook? A truly good cook can kill the enemy when he picks up a gun, and can do more when he puts down his gun.

Rice, one person can serve two people!" Hu Changyi said.

"The deputy captain is right. This fire-headed soldier only knows how to make fires and cook?" Communications Corpsman Wang Han walked out of the room and said.

"Ahem, it's said that General Xue Rengui joined the army alone, and was later put into the Huotou Army by Zhang Shigui. He clearly looked down upon him. Xue Rengui thought that this would not work. I alone can take the rank of general among the ten thousand armies.

His ability is not good, no matter how powerful a person is, he will get tired sometimes. So, he started to think of those fire-headed soldiers! This fire-headed army..."

Wang Han is a storyteller, and "Xue Family General" is the inheritance of his master's school, so he has the intention to keep telling it.

"Stop it, stop it quickly! Now is not the time to tell stories. I don't care if you are "General of the Yang Family" or "General of the Hu Family", no matter if you are "Xue Rengui's Conquest of the East" or "Xue Dingshan's Conquest of the West", even if you can also read "Xue Gang's Conquest of the West"

"Anti-Tang Dynasty", this is not what I said at this time! Come and stand quickly!"

"Now, I will count to dozens and shout ten, and those who don't come out will see how I punish them! One...two...three..." Hu Changyi interrupted Wang Han's words, and in Wang Han's shining eyes, he began

Call the other guerrillas to come out.

"Captain, can our vice-captain also be a storyteller?" Wang Han came up to Zhao Fengnian and changed his name from Chang Yi to vice-captain.

"I really don't know about this! Changyi has been smart since he was a child. There are storytellers at the temple fair. He can remember it after listening to it once. It's normal to know these things!" Zhao Fengnian said.

"...Nine...Ten! Very good, they are all out, very good, we don't have to save lunch at noon. From today on, if anyone is not active and hard-working in training, then I will save a meal for everyone, everyone can eat, you

Practice more!" Hu Changyi said with satisfaction when he saw everyone came out.

"Okay, the first subject of today's training is to stand in the military posture! The essentials of the posture in the military posture are to separate the feet at 60 degrees, straighten the legs, place the thumb on the second joint of the index finger, and let the hands hang down naturally...

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"Standing in a military posture is the basis of all military movements, and it is also the movement that best reflects a soldier's temperament. Remember, you soldiers, when you stand there, you must have the energy and spirit of a soldier! Everything is done...

Be upright and have a straight neck..."

The early morning sun began to shine all over the earth, and the morning jog of the Eighth Route Army members also began. But what was strange to the Eighth Route Army members was why only the leader of the guerrilla team, Zhao Fengnian, was running with them today, and the others were missing?

In the yard of Madam Hu's house, a dozen people from the guerrilla army finally understood the power of standing in a military posture - it was so tiring...

Hu Changyi is also training with everyone. Even if he is a captain, even if his physical fitness and physical fitness have been improved, he still needs to train. Never relax in training, because it is the first step to save your life on the battlefield.

step.

This is not nonsense, because if a soldier who has received strict training is placed in the same battlefield environment as a civilian who knows nothing, the survival rate of the soldier will be much higher than that of the civilian.
Chapter completed!