Early in the morning, Mr. Ji found Zhou Weihan and handed over a list of teachers selected overnight.
"There are twelve people in total, six Chinese teachers, these six can also explain history to the students, four mathematics teachers, who also have some experience in arithmetic, and two more can teach geography!"
"These people were originally high school teachers. There were no obvious subject boundaries when teaching. They were all generalists and taught a lot of miscellaneous things. However, don't worry, Comrade Zhou. Those who can follow you to Yamawang Mountain do not want to be with others.
When working with Japanese people, their personal quality is guaranteed!"
"Old sir, you have worked hard and worked hard all night to select these teachers. Today, we have begun to recruit students. Let everyone wait for a few days, then the school can start!" Zhou Weihan thanked him again.
"Okay, okay, Comrade Zhou, for the remaining staff, I plan to ask them to visit various places first to check the actual situation. Isn't it better to choose a location for high school in the future?"
After hearing this, Zhou Weihan nodded and roughly understood what Mr. Ji meant: "In this way, I will arrange for someone to take them around!"
Zhou Weihan patted his head. There really was no suitable manpower at the mountain headquarters, and then said: "Monk, inform the group about this and ask Jing Dagang to send capable manpower to escort the teachers for inspection!"
"Yes!" The monk took the order and left.
"Old sir, is there anything else you need our help with?"
"No, that's enough!" Mr. Ji said repeatedly.
At the same time, in the two counties of Wuyi and Wu'an, the garrison regiments are divided into companies. Each company is responsible for twenty to thirty villages. The cadres lead the teams to go deep into the grassroots. With the assistance of the militia, they have plans and goals.
Contact young people of appropriate age in the base area.
The villagers and soldiers in each village knew pretty much which families in the base area had good conditions and whose children had gone to school.
"Comrade, the richest family in Wujia Village is Mr. Wu. He is very supportive of us on weekdays and often delivers food to several surrounding militia groups. His youngest son is seventeen or eighteen years old this year. His name is Wu Junwen. He has never been to a formal school.
There is a school, but there is an old scholar in Wujia Village who ran a private school with the support of Mr. Wu, and all the families in the surrounding villages who have the conditions are more or less educated!" said a captain of the district team.
"So Mr. Wu is still very open-minded. Having a private school is a blessing!" The speaker was an instructor of the garrison: "But is he willing to let his youngest son join the Eighth Route Army?"
"When his second son was 38 years old, he followed the passing national army. Mr. Wu often asked him to train with the militia. He always wanted him to join the militia, but this younger son was too weak..."
Several people entered Mr. Wu's house. About half an hour later, Mr. Wu personally sent them out.
Both parties were talking and laughing, and it seemed that things were going smoothly.
"Comrade Li, I support this with both hands. If the little bastard doesn't want to go, I have to tie him up!" Rich Man Wu said with a bowed waist.
"Come on, it's settled. In three days, let the militia team send him to the station of our garrison!"
"Comrade Li, walk slowly, walk slowly!"
A group of people came out of Master Wu's house and ran directly to another house.
When Mr. Wu returned home, Wu Junwen was still standing in the hall. Wu Junwen was fair and clean. He wore a robe and glasses in the summer. At first glance, he looked like an intellectual.
"Dad, do you really want me to join the Eighth Route Army? I heard that the life of the Eighth Route Army is very difficult. There are bullets and bullets all day long. What if..."
"Are you afraid?" Rich Master Wu asked with a smile.
"ah!"
"Afraid of being normal!" Mr. Wu slowly sat on the chair, slowly raised one foot, and suddenly took off the cloth shoes on his feet.
He picked up his cloth shoes and walked straight to Wu Junwen, shouting: "Little bastard, are you afraid that I will beat you? Your father is a picky at best, so why did you give birth to a coward like you!"
The shoe in Mr. Wu's hand kept pulling towards Wu Junwen. The eldest son of Mr. Wu who was standing next to him looked at the miserable situation with circles under his eyes. He wanted to say a few words of advice, but he was afraid of getting burned.
"Dad, Dad, I'm going, why don't I go?"
"Really go?"
"Really go!"
After hearing this, Rich Man Wu took a breath, left his cloth shoes on the ground, and then said: "I am really old. I think when I was young, I just relied on my strength to build this business. If I had been twenty years younger,
Years old, I’m going to kill the Japanese with a knife, and it’s your turn?”
The words are divided into two parts.
Zhao Gang descended from Yama Mountain early in the morning and went straight to the group's camp at the foot of the mountain.
Jing Dagang and Li Wenzhi looked at each other, and finally Jing Dagang said: "Hey, this is a good thing for an individual. Although he was transferred from the main force to the defense regiment, he was promoted to one level. With Li Da's ability and the situation of the defense regiment, at most
You can be promoted to the main group and political commissar in half a year, and we will follow the organization's arrangements!"
"Whether he can be promoted to the main group depends on the ability of the new political commissar. Since you two have no objections, who do you think is the most suitable instructor among the three?" Zhao Gang asked.
"I recommend Roger, the instructor of the 1st Battalion. He is Xin Tiebing's partner. He is good at political work and has a very tough hand. If he is sent to the garrison, he will be able to handle magnets like magnets and be obedient!" Jing Dagang
Said with a smile.
"Political Commissar, this Roger has two skills. He is good at literature and martial arts. He is always eager to learn. The literacy rate of the soldiers in the first battalion is the highest. Roger has contributed a lot to it!" Li Ziwen also said.
"Roger, I have the impression that he is a good candidate. Find him and I will talk to him!"
Not long after, a short and stocky man walked in.
"Hello, Chief!" Roger saluted with a military salute.
"I remembered that when we attacked the Liubao stronghold, you were still a company commander and took the lead. Your company was the first to attack. Did I remember correctly?"
"Chief, do you remember this?"
"Of course I remember. The files of the Political Department clearly remember that he was a tiger general!" Then Zhao Gang explained the matter.
Roger was obviously stunned and looked at Jing Dagang and Li Ziwen who were present.
"Don't look at us, look at your personal wishes. This is also a rare opportunity for you. You won't find many opportunities like this in the future!" Li Ziwen said.
According to the current situation of the independent detachment, it is easy to become a regiment-level cadre.
There are three key groups that are still being formed. The group leader, political commissar, and chief of staff are all still vacant.
However, the soldiers in the basic regiment were all new recruits with no previous military training, and Li Daben's garrison regiment was formed based on the independent brigade of the new second regiment and merged with the Shexian County brigade.
Nowadays, weapons, equipment and combat effectiveness are not weak. What is missing is a good political commissar to smooth out the burrs on the soldiers' bodies.
There is no comparison at all between the three basic regiments and Li Da's capable garrison.
"Chief, I obey the organization's arrangements!"
"Okay, this matter is settled. You go back and hand over the work. Please wait for notification when you will go to the garrison!"
