Lu Ming

Chapter 202 Teaching
These soldiers running on the beach in the 17th century are no different from the troops of later generations except that their average stature is too short.

The same board size, the same black and strong, also wearing big pants, cotton vest, what is exposed outside the body is the swollen upper arm muscles and thick calves.

Simple but not simple, that's what they said.

The simple thing is that most of these young people only wore a pair of cotton pants on the hot beach, and many of them even took off their two-finger vests.What's not simple is that this pair of cotton pants now represents the highest cotton spinning technology and weaving and dyeing technology in this plane.

A few arrow looms have been DIYed with the shell made by the kiln area and imported core accessories. The test run was successful not long ago.The advantage of the arrow shaft loom is its good adaptability, so after the successful test run, the Songjiang lint in stock was quickly woven into canvas sails.

In addition to weaving canvas, the textile factory also trial-produced a batch of cotton gray cloth to make military uniforms.The color of the military uniform is light blue, and the dye is obtained by reacting natural indigo imported from Fujian with a small amount of benzene produced by a chemical laboratory.

Rare quantities and hard-won raw materials make an unremarkable military underpants into a high-tech product.In addition, considering that most of the transport capacity is occupied by transporting people and food, for a long time to come, the textile materials of the crossing forces will be mainly self-produced hemp crops.Therefore, this batch of experimental cotton military uniforms is extremely precious.

The 400-meter barrier crossing is the best place to test a soldier's comprehensive assault ability.

With the sound of a whistle, groups of soldiers began to run hard on the beach, their smooth feet stepping on the warm sand, bringing up patches of dust.

Today is the monthly assessment, and the scores have to be included in the total score, so the soldiers are all working hard, for fear of being overtaken by others and losing face to their squad.This nervousness is prone to mistakes. Those who fall from the ladder, those who cannot climb the high wall, and those who eat a mouthful of sand in the ditch and cannot climb up are so anxious that they scream.
Wearing a camouflage T-shirt, camouflage trousers, and combat boots, Wei Yuan, the company commander, was registering the results with a stopwatch and a whistle.Seeing the soldiers under him who had spent so much effort to train them running across the finish line one by one, although they were stern, Wei Yuan was quite proud of himself.

These ex-refugees, thin skeletons, have undergone physical and mental transformation through the congregation, and now they have become a future army with muscles and combat skills.More importantly, they now have a sense of honor and a sense of teamwork.

This is a bad time.At the same time, soldiers in Europe's Thirty Years' War were relying on looting and killing civilians to raise their own pay.The guard soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were reduced to serfs a hundred years ago; in the battalion system, one drill every five days is the elite, and one drill every three days is pro-military, similar to the cruel corporal punishment of inserting arrows into the camp, which is full of this place. In the army of the era.

Therefore, there is no need to instill any doctrines and principles in the soldiers of the time-travelers: eat well and dress well, practice on time, pay on time, distinguish beatings from insults, and cover quilts at night.
Thinking of the sense of honor, Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows suddenly.The next moment, he looked sideways and found that his monkey-like orderly was laughing at those who couldn't get over the high wall.

"Yang Er!"

"To!"

"Which row is your organization in?"

"Report to the company commander, in a row!"

"Then why don't you run away and wait for my treat?"

"Yes!"

Yang Er, who had a large purple birthmark on his face, rushed towards the starting line upon hearing the words.

The current Yang Er is no longer the image of the little monkey back then.Yang Er, who has just passed his birthday and is considered an 18-year-old adult, is a bit taller than others. His originally thin body has now become slender and strong, full of elasticity like a cheetah.

The young people soon began to "perform" the 400-meter barrier.I saw him easily jump over the short pile, "fly" over the ditch in the run-up, and after running all the way to the top of the high wall, he lightly tapped the top of the wall and turned his body over.As for the single-plank bridge that others can only run on rickety, it has become a smooth road for Yang Er.

The whole set of obstacle-crossing procedures, the little thief not only completed extremely fast, but also had a graceful posture and a great range of movements; in the eyes of others, it was an obstacle in the assessment project, but it really turned into a performance for him.

After the assessment was over, the total score was quickly calculated. This time, Yang Er's row ranked first.

Wei Yuan immediately announced the rewards for today's collective food addition.

Amidst the cheers, Wei Yuan looked at his watch and realized that it was still early to leave for dinner, so he said to Yang Er: "Let's play ball."Yang Er heard the words and immediately ran to the side of the courier cart carrying training supplies, and found two orange basketballs from inside.

Due to the lack of rubber, basketballs are now expensive imports. Generally speaking, basketballs that travel across the country are used to "beat people", not to "play basketball".

Seeing the little thief yelling and running over with two basketballs in his hands, the 30 soldiers in a row gathered together laughing and laughing.When the two unlucky guys were hit by the basketball, the game officially started.

Anyone who is hit by a basketball will join the side that hits people in the outer circle.And the people in the inner circle who were crowded together and hard to dodge will become more flexible as the unlucky ones are constantly eliminated.

With hundreds of people watching and laughing loudly, there will soon be only a few people left in the inner circle.Because there are more than 20 people standing in the outer circle at this time, even if the two basketballs are smashed, they will be caught by the opposite person immediately, and then they will be smashed from the front and back at the same time. In this case, normal people will soon be overwhelmed.

The most dexterous is the thief.

No matter how dangerous the situation is, or how weird the angle of the basketball is, the thief can always put on some ugly but stretched figure in time to avoid the attack.

Those who persevere to the end will be rewarded. Generally speaking, it is one less day of duty.

After the soldiers in the three platoons played a game of "basketball" one after another, the sky was already filled with burning clouds, and the beautiful sunset on the seashore shrouded Dayuan Island.

After a password, Wei Yuan began to organize a team to comment.After a few short sentences, each platoon was brought back by the platoon leader organization.The soldiers ran to the beach one after another, put on their training shoes—actually sandals, put on their cotton vests, and then lined up, singing songs, and walked to the barracks.

And a company commander with a height of 1 meters walked to the express car.At this time, the little thief orderly had already tidied up the "local-foreign combination" car, so Wei Yuan sat down on the cast-iron floor of the car, making the car creak and squeal.

The next moment, Yang Er held the ebony handle and started the battery car.Under the setting sun, the car happily ran around the S-shape on the beach to the store, and a silent giant was sitting behind the car, smoking a cigarette.

That night, the canteen’s additional dish was scrambled eggs with tomatoes. The quantity was not much, only one pot.

The brothers in the first row were all smiling, and the officers who passed through naturally did the same thing: they gave their extra food to the poor bastards in the second and third rows.

This is not a clever way, but it is the most effective.From the recruits to the present, the collective sense of honor of the army has been gradually established in these small daily things.

After the meal, each class is free to move around.

Wei Yuan first went back to the Company Headquarters to have a meeting with the three platoon leaders who traveled across the country, and then went to Han Xiaobo to inquire about the latest information on Fujian. company department.

After returning to the company headquarters, he saw the little thief Yang Er sitting at the door enjoying the cool air boredly, so Wei Yuan smiled slightly, and said to the little thief: "Practice the sword tonight", and then went back to his room to take the knife he hung on the wall. on the dagger.

When he came out of the back room, Yang Er at the door was already waiting there with a wooden knife.After going out, relying on his 1.93 height, Wei Yuan raised the iron pan lamp on the porch, so that the light bulb could illuminate the front of the door.

"Attack and defense each 10 times, start!"

As Wei Yuan's words fell, Yang Er practiced the basic movements with the wooden knife.

Wei Yuan's grandfather was a martial artist in the Republic of China, so Wei Yuan learned a lot of routines when he was a child.Later, after Wei Yuan went to Africa to become a mercenary, he slowly let go of the things he learned when he was young-there are too few opportunities to use cold weapons in the 21st century.You know, in Africa, AKs and daggers are not used even by children, let alone long and short knives.

I don't want Wei Yuan's family craftsmanship to see the light of day after time travel.

There were too many places where cold weapons could be used in the 17th century, so bayonet combat training was an important basic training course in the Army's training syllabus.

As for Yang Er, who is chopping repeatedly with a wooden knife, it was after Wei Yuan heard the story of his dead busker father that he had the idea of ​​taking apprentices on a whim, and then he began to teach the little thief how to practice knives. Yes, it's a hobby.

And the wooden knife in Yang's second hand is not a standard military stab in the army, but only 60 cm in length, imitating the black crocodile sword in Wei Yuan's hand.

This kind of short knife with a seemingly beautiful curve is actually weird, and it is often used as a collectible in later generations.To really fight to the death on the battlefield, the person who uses this kind of knife not only needs solid basic skills, but also needs a paradoxical heart.

Wei Yuan is such a person.Usually people will be misled by his giant figure, thinking that he is a horse-running man, but he is not. From the fact that he likes to play with the black crocodile, which is very curved and fast, it can be seen that this man is actually quite good. Yin.

So Yang Er was caught in a routine like this, and the sword skills he learned were different from others.

With a "snap", someone got a scabbard on his ass: "How many times have I said, the center of gravity, the center of gravity is the first! What are you doing with such big movements, are you cooking!?"

As soon as the offensive and defensive posture reached the third round, the little thief began to be taught by someone again.Poor Yang Er is full of helplessness: there are only 6 simple movements of cutting, chopping, chopping, stabbing, blocking, and blocking. He has practiced countless times since he started learning the art, but the abbot is not satisfied. To be beaten.

"My father didn't teach me that way!" A certain thief rubbed his butt and muttered.

(End of this chapter)