Chapter 0226 Talking about equality between officers and soldiers in the Japanese nest

The agents may not have to listen to Wang Liang's words, but Yamamoto has given orders to run ten kilometers every morning with a load, so there is no reason for the agents not to implement them.

This morning was no exception. The Japanese were fully armed and ran for ten kilometers.

I started having sex at 6 o'clock in the morning, and I should have finished taking it back to wash at 6 o'clock and had breakfast at 7 o'clock.

Because of the sudden addition of such a time-consuming training subject, the morning exercises ended at around 8 o'clock, and the agents were sweating profusely and had to go back and take a shower and change their clothes. It was almost nine o'clock when they gathered for breakfast.

This was a difficult time for the candidates of the special agent team who had just been pulled from various units of the First Army early in the morning. The special agent team members did not eat, so how could they dare to eat first?

Originally, according to Shinozuka's meaning, he selected an old non-commissioned officer with rich combat experience and excellent physical fitness from each unit of the First Army to supplement the Yamamoto Special Agents Team. This saved a lot of training time and could directly devote himself to the battle after simple integration.

But Yamamoto clearly stated that he would not have a single officer. He only needs to follow two principles to replenish his troops. First, the rank must be private, first or upper-class; second, the grades in all training assessments are rated as excellent in the ranking rate higher than 60%.

Yamamoto also gave his own reasons. Although the veteran non-commissioned officer has a certain advantage in combat experience and physical fitness, the problem is also very serious, it is easy to do whatever he wants, and it is not easy to manage such veterans.

It is much easier to train a new recruit.

Shinichi Baitian looked at the large group of people in Wuyang and asked the team members on the side, "Are these the soldiers recommended by the First Army to come to our special agent team to participate in the selection?"

"Yes, the deputy captain, there are 230 people in total." The team member said, "Organize them to have breakfast together?"

Shinichi Baitian scolded: "You idiot, do you think the canteen can accommodate so many people at the same time? With these more than 200 people in, the team must not be lined up to the old lady selling popsicles at the door? Let them line up outside and wait, and the agents will be their turn to eat after they finish eating."

"Hi!"

The team members immediately organized the recruits to line up and gave a speech: "Eating order, agents, recruit training team members, you can wait until the agents finish eating before starting."

As soon as these words came out, the Japanese who participated in the training camp looked at me and I looked at you.

Everyone got up early and was pulled here by a truck. It was almost nine o'clock now, and it was still waiting for the officers to finish their meal before they could eat.

There are more than 200 people in line to get their meals. In this way, it will take ten o'clock to have breakfast? What is the difference between this and lunch?

Although the recruits participating in the training camp were dissatisfied, none of them dared to stand up and speak.

After all, the hierarchy within the Japanese army was clearly differentiated, and they were just ordinary soldiers, and the Yamamoto Agents team had the lowest rank and were also a second lieutenant.

Just as the recruits were already accepting the order to wait for the meal, a voice of upsetting aside caught their attention.

"No! You can't eat like this!"

The recruits followed the sound and looked at their outfits. They should be members of Yamamoto's agent team.

However, the saber he carried in his hand seemed to be yellow!

This is a saber that only the general is qualified to be equipped with!

And his military rank looks like he is just a captain.

The recruits thought to themselves that those who dare to surpass the level of the saber must be a big shot.

That’s right, there is no one except Wang Liang who dares to show off like this these days.

Seeing Shinichi Shin-chi looked at him angrily, Yamamoto also came, Wang Liang explained in front of the two:

"Captain Yamamoto, Deputy Shirata, Deputy Captain, and the Eighth Route Army have always paid attention to equality between officers and soldiers. Whether they are cadres or soldiers, whether they have or not, they are the same in terms of food, housing and food, without any privileges. I think this is an important source of their combat effectiveness."

"So, I don't agree with Deputy Captain Bai Tian's order to let our agents eat first and let the new recruits eat after training."

Wang Liang shook the sword in his hand and continued, "Since General Xiaozuka asked me to train and want our special agent team to become the nemesis of the Eighth Route Army, we must first learn from the Eighth Route Army and understand why people can fight so many beautiful battles so that we have a chance to win."

"Yamaguchi, there are so many new recruits in the training camp, and there are 230 people. If we line up with them to get a meal, what time will it take to finish the meal? Isn't the morning training going to happen?" Shinichi Baitian asked Wang Liang.

"If you can't practice in the morning, you will be able to practice more in the afternoon. I don't mind practicing all night..." As he said that, Wang Liang touched the whistle hanging on his chest.

Yamamoto felt that he had never been able to argue with Wang Liang, and felt that what he said seemed to make some sense, so he said, "Okay, let's do what Yamaguchi Jun said. The agents have no privileges and line up with the new recruits to get food."

Wang Liang greeted the recruits with his backhand and said, "Brothers, you can have dinner now. Haiyakou, give me a sleeve! Go ahead, I'll have no meal if I'm late!"

The recruits were hungry as wolves, in their seventies and early twenties, and were at the age of being easily hungry. When they heard that they might have no food to eat, they charged forward.

The scene seems to be out of control...

It was supposed to be orderly and lined up to make a meal, but it was a full martial arts movement.

Snatch meals!

The agents could have fought for a good position with their excellent fighting skills and strong physique, but they could not beat four hands with one punch. More than 200 recruits were squeezed to the end of the team in a short while.

"Bastard! Who touched the gloves hanging from the belt?!"

"Bageyalu, don't step on my lunch box!"

"Yamaguchi-guchi, is it the same when the Eighth Route Army is robbing food?" Seeing this funny scene, Yamamoto's face was very gloomy and asked Wang Liang.

"Yes, Yamamoto, it looks so lively. The food I snatched is not only fragrant, but everyone is also very excited. After eating, they still want to grab it. They eat more than usual. This way, they can grow more meat, which is very beneficial to improving combat effectiveness!"

Wang Liang said something fooling people, and a bold idea suddenly came to his mind.

You can feed all the members of Yamamoto’s agent team into big fat men like pigs, short and obese, so you can see how you can fight.

What are you feeding?

Fried food.

What to blow up?

There are many potatoes in northwestern Shanxi.

fries!

Yamamoto rolled his eyes. He really believed Wang Liang.

Shinichi Baitian looked at the terrible scene in the cafeteria and returned to the dormitory. It’s a big deal. Let’s go back and open a can and push it.
Chapter completed!