Delivery man on the battlefield: Start with the sword

Chapter 258 Training
They didn't find any useful information, and it was unknown whether it was a robbery or a riot.

As for capturing the escaped yellow dogs, since the Jizhong region was in chaos, there was nothing we could do here and we could only wait until we had time to deal with them.

Their relaxation gave Wang Zhifei and his men time. Wang Zhifei led fifty-four prisoners of war, hiding during the day and moving at night, and plunged into the Taihang Mountains.

The frightened Wang Zhifei was not pursued at all. This made Wang Zhifei, who had prepared several combat plans, feel like he had no place to use his strength.

However, being safe and sound is also a good thing.

……

"That's enough! This is it, comrades. We just rescued you and let you suffer. We're sorry!
There is a soldier cave over there, which is big enough to accommodate all of us. Those who are injured, come with me and I will treat you.

This is Comrade Wang Nairong, the instructor of the Ji-Zhong Cavalry Regiment. Instructor Wang, please lead everyone over to distribute the cotton-padded jackets.

This is Ma Chengfeng, the communications soldier of the Ji Zhong Cavalry Regiment; this is Guan Youcai, the reconnaissance company commander; and this is Huang Rui, the sniper.

Ma Chengfeng, make a roster and write down everyone's specialties. Go and boil some water so that everyone can wash up. We have guns and cannons here. Don't worry, let's rest and train here for a while, get your spirits up, and then I will take you to get revenge!"

Wang Zhifei spoke up.

"Revenge! Revenge!"

"Be gentle, save your anger, and when you meet the little quacks, beat them hard."

These fifty-four men may not have high combat skills, and they are not even very proficient in firearms, but when it comes to fighting the little bastards, they are all good guys. There is absolutely no one who is timid, and there is no one who is not firm in his stance. Those who are not firm in their stance would have surrendered long ago.

"Those who are injured and sick, follow me!"

Ma Chengfeng was registering people here, while Wang Nairong was distributing clothes, bedding and other things. Lao Rangzi and Huang Rui were boiling water, and there were many people helping around.

"Don't worry! Don't worry! This pot will be ready soon. Wash away the bad luck and put on new clothes. Eat a full meal and then you can train well."

Lao Rangzi fetched water and poured it into a large basin.

Wang Zhifei treated their wounds, applied medicine, and bandaged them...

None of the injuries are serious. It is somewhat indignant to say this. Those with slightly more serious injuries have been dealt with long ago. The corpses in the back mountain say it all.

In the evening, Wang Zhifei was copying down the part about tactical movements in the militia training manual, focusing on the key points for training first, and leaving the rest for later.

"Zhifei, you haven't slept yet, what are you busy with?" Wang Nairong saw that Wang Zhifei was still busy and came over to check.

"Brother Wang, this is the roster. According to your request, their specialties, previous units, and positions are all written on it."

Ma Chengfeng also came to deliver the roster. He reorganized the information of all the people and handed it over.

"Well! Leave it there."

Wang Zhifei rubbed his wrist. It had been a long time since he had written so many words, and his wrist felt a little sore.

"Old Wang, sit down. I'm thinking about how to train them. At least let them know how to avoid risks on the battlefield and not make unnecessary sacrifices.

A friend of mine once said: Not being afraid of death does not mean wanting to die.

Our comrades are all passionate and fearless of death, but we cannot let their deaths be in vain."

"Can I take a look?" Wang Nairong asked, pointing at what Wang Zhifei had copied.

"of course can!"

"Militia training manual?"

Wang Zhifei nodded.

Wang Nairong opened it and couldn't take his eyes off it. "Old Wang! It's time to go to bed!"

"Yeah! Yeah! I'll go to sleep after I finish reading this article! I'll go to sleep after I finish reading this article!" Wang Nairong didn't listen at all.

"Have something to eat."

"Yes! Okay! I'll eat it right away. I'll eat it right away."

Wang Zhifei...

You are being too perfunctory.

……

The next day, Wang Zhifei was speechless when he saw Wang Nairong, whose eyes were red from reading all night.

I wanted you to help me with the training, but you...

"Old Wang, you..."

"Zhifei, who compiled this book? It's great! If we train like this, our combat effectiveness will be greatly enhanced while also greatly reducing casualties. This book must be sent to the commanders and then spread throughout the army..."

"Stop! Wait a minute. I wanted you to be in charge of training today. How can you train like this?

I agree that this thing should be popularized, but how can we send it back when we are here? The most important thing now is to train these fifty-four people first, so that we can settle accounts with Ji Guang Pian Yu.

Okay, these have nothing to do with you for now. You should have a good rest first. After you have rested, you can start training them according to the plan outline.

You can give me guns but not bullets. I'm going to go outside to take a look at the surrounding situation and get some information.

I originally wanted to discuss the team composition with you, but now I have to make the decision myself.

Oh, by the way, should we give our team a new name? "

"It's time to come up with a new name. You can do it," said Wang Nairong.

"Me? I'm not good at naming. If I come up with a name that people will laugh at, wouldn't that be embarrassing for everyone?"

"It doesn't matter! It's just a name, I believe you!"

Thus, with Wang Nairong's trust, a bizarre name for a detachment of the Ji Zhong Cavalry Regiment was decided from that moment on.

……

In the morning, Wang Zhifei was busy distributing guns and ammunition according to their specialties. The rifles were all medium-sized and formal, and each person was also equipped with a Scorpion for close combat.

The two who could use mortars were organized into two artillery squads by Wang Zhifei, and the three who were good at using light machine guns were organized into three machine gun squads.

In order to make up for the disadvantage in numbers, Wang Zhifei also formed a assault team of ten people, led by Guan Youcai, all equipped with AK47s.

As for grenades and the like, for now we have only distributed training bullets of the same weight and shape to help everyone get familiar with their operation, feel and weight.

You must be extremely skilled in throwing grenades in both standing and lying positions, and you must also be proficient in operating the small Gaga grenade.

Wang Zhifei's idea was good, but when it came to actual operation...
"Stop! I've said it so many times, we have plenty of grenades, plenty of them, plenty of them! Throw the first grenade, and when it starts to smoke, stand up and throw the second one, and change positions.

Just stand up and throw it. Do you think the bullet can't penetrate your chest?

Old man, how did you teach them? Alternate cover, do you understand alternating cover? One suppresses, the other charges and changes magazines, and when they reach a safe position, he charges and changes magazines.

Are you going to become a sitting duck by rushing over like this?
Uh, who is that? Hiding behind the rubble, are you afraid that the bullets won't kill you, but the rubble will fly all over you..."

(End of this chapter)