Chapter 223 Imperial Army Non-commissioned Officer Academy
To enter the Imperial Army University, there are two prerequisites. First, you must graduate from the Imperial Army Military Academy, and secondly, you must serve in the Japanese army for more than two years and be under the age of thirty with the rank of lieutenant or captain or above. Ma Xingkong and his group are the first
Zhan was not admitted to the Imperial Army University, but was assigned to the Imperial Army Military Academy.
The Imperial Army Military Academy, formerly known as the Kyoto Military Academy, later moved to Osaka and was called the Osaka Military Academy. A few years later, it moved to Tokyo and was called the Tokyo Military Academy. Later, after the Navy Military Academy was established, it was renamed the Army Military Academy. Meiji Restoration
During this period, it was officially renamed the Army Non-Commissioned Officer School according to the newly compiled "Regulations of the Army Non-Commissioned Officer School".
Before stepping into the school gate, many people are dissatisfied with the dilapidated school. The simple school gate can be said to be just a plaque with a few Japanese characters carried on two wooden poles. The entrance is deserted, and there is not even a guard.
No. This school is built in a somewhat remote place. It is surrounded by mountains. There is only one path leading here, and there are not even any villages or towns around it.
The leading colonel asked everyone to follow him and walked into the small door first. It had just rained heavily yesterday and the road was muddy. He could only walk on the grass on the roadside to avoid stepping into puddles. He walked up a slope.
Only then did they see a few simple school buildings. A group of Japanese patrols happened to pass by and shouted to them: "Stop! What are you doing?"
"Don't get me wrong! We are Chinese students coming to school!" the leading colonel hurriedly agreed.
These Japanese did not relax their vigilance until Ma Xingkong and his party carefully inspected the documents they brought, and then someone led them inside. Japan is mountainous, and the school was built on a soil according to the mountain topography.
On the mountain, there is a large grassland on the bottom level. The lower grade students are here to queue up. On the Internet, they are infantry, cavalry, runners, engineers, etc. The top level is the school office area.
.Each floor has a separate training area and accommodation area, so they do not interfere with each other.
The house is low, even a little dilapidated, and mushrooms have grown on many of the wooden houses, which shows the age of this school. As we walked up the built stone steps step by step, some people in the team started talking.
this place.
"This shabby place is also a well-known military academy. Alas! It seems that our visit this time was in vain!"
"You can't say that. Look, aren't there a lot of Japanese people here? We are here to study. We are not here to live here for a lifetime and then go back after a few years."
"If you knew it was such a shabby place, I really wouldn't want to come!"
"Now that you've come, make peace with it, and then we'll talk about it."
The arrival of a large group of Chinese surprised the Japanese soldiers who were training. These were the elites of the Northeast Army. They were all handsome and tall, a head taller than the Japanese. Ma Xingkong was a Japanese soldier.
What was seen in his eyes was not curiosity but hostility.
As soon as I stepped onto the top step, I immediately felt refreshed. Looking from the top down, the entire military academy looked like a pyramid. The higher you go up, the denser the buildings are and the quality is better, and the ranks of the soldiers coming and going are also increasing.
It was rising continuously. A somewhat bowed, stocky, middle-aged Japanese officer, wearing wide breeches, stood in the yard.
"My name is Inoue Masao, I am the Imperial Army Colonel, and I will be your instructor from now on!" Inoue Masao said with a dead face: "I declare in advance that everything I say in the Imperial Army Military Academy is an order.
, if anyone dares to disobey, even if you are shot, the Army Department or the General Staff Headquarters will not trouble me! Do you understand?"
None of the Chinese students answered him. "Do you understand?" Masao Inoue asked again. Still no one answered him.
The leading colonel hurriedly said with a smile: "I understand, I understand! In the future, please ask instructor Inoue to take care of me, come here, come here, have a cigarette!"
Inoue Masao frowned and suddenly took out his hand from behind. The riding crop in his hand hit the colonel's hand hard, and a bloody streak suddenly appeared: "Asshole! You Chinese people have no discipline and don't know.
Why did those bastards from the War Department agree to train you!"
The colonel covered his hand, and he clenched his teeth in pain. Masao Inoue was still angry: "Compared to us Japanese, you are not worthy of being here, and you are not worthy of being a soldier! With soldiers like you, no wonder China suffered such an invasion!"
In order to make up for his mistake, everyone immediately put down their luggage, ran down to the bottom floor, and each person did a hundred push-ups, quick!"
Masao Inoue's call offended all the Chinese students. No one followed his orders, and they all glared at him. Inoue laughed twice: "You're not convinced, are you? Although I don't know you.
What is the purpose of these people coming? I can guarantee that within two months, you will all go back to China."
"You bastard! Grandpa doesn't show off his power. Do you think I'm a sick cat?" Ma Xingkong couldn't bear it any longer. He threw down his salute and rushed out of the crowd. He pointed at his business nose and said, "Don't think you Japanese are doing it again.
How awesome, I’ve killed countless of them! Be careful if I don’t like you, I’ll kill you too!”
Mu Yunchen sighed. Ma Xingkong's quick temper was what he was most worried about. He didn't expect that he would get into trouble with the Japanese just a few minutes after arriving. He might have his mission disrupted by Ma Xingkong.
Ma Xingkong talked for a long time, but Inoue was confused. Because Ma Xingkong was too anxious, he spoke all in Chinese. A major behind Inoue waited for Ma Xingkong to finish speaking, and translated everything, omitting of course.
After hearing those curse words, Inoue chuckled: "Hey! Someone dares to stand up, that's great! Your courage is commendable, but I don't know how strong you are!"
"Then let's compete! If I win, you can call me an instructor!" Ma Xingkong glanced at Inoue.
"Okay!" Inoue Masao readily agreed: "It's up to you to choose what to compare!"
Ma Xingkong looked up and down at Inoue. Although Zhang's body was stronger than his own, he was quite a bit shorter. Ma Xingkong smiled: "I won't pick, lest you say I'm cheating if I win. It's up to you to pick whatever you want, no matter what."
Whether it's kung fu, marksmanship, or something else, I will definitely accompany you to the end!"
Inoue smiled and waved. Some soldiers brought two tables. On the tables were two imitation German Mauser rifles. When he saw these guns, Ma Xingkong felt a sense of intimacy. Because Yuan Keding gave them to him.
It is exactly this kind of Mauser rifle produced by the original German factory. If you shoot with this gun, you are not bragging, you will definitely win.
"Tell me! What are you shooting for?" Ma Xingkong picked up the gun, pulled the bolt, and looked at the empty magazine.
Masao Inoue laughed and said: "Today we will not compete in shooting, but in dismantling and assembling firearms!"
"What?"
"What? Are you scared?" Masao Inoue looked at Ma Xingkong: "I chose the contest, are you going to regret it?"
"It's a good gun. If you disassemble it, wouldn't you take off your pants and fart?" Ma Xingkong looked at the gun in his hand. He had never disassembled a gun before. The old shotgun could not be disassembled. Later guns
, and no one told him how to dismantle it. Ma Xingkong looked at Masao Inoue: "The purpose of using a gun is to shoot. Disassembling a gun is not a skill. As long as you can shoot accurately, you will be a good soldier!"