Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

At the critical moment, Sun Desheng made a move, and answered Wang Dahammer's doubts in one sentence.

"Oh, Captain, you are right."

Wang Dachui suddenly realized.

Immediately, a huge sense of frustration hit his face, and Qiao Lin found that he was sticking to the words, and the answers he gave as easy as possible were not as good as Sun Desheng's "reinforcement".

It seems that I have to change my original thinking and learn how to better communicate with the soldiers.

All in all, tonight's after-dinner discussion was a happy one. Qiaolin achieved his goal, and the soldiers cleared up all their doubts and built up their confidence in hard training.

The first day of cavalry company training ended with more talking than doing.

In order to entertain Qiao Lin, the instructor, after Sun Desheng came back last night, he led the soldiers to tidy up a woodshed in the courtyard and cleaned it clean.

Qiao Lin didn't want to be special at first, so he proposed to live with the soldiers.

However, after Sun Desheng took him to visit the dormitories of the soldiers, he found that it was a bit unrealistic to add himself to the overcrowded kang.

Even Sun Desheng, Chen Youjin, and Hu Zhiwan were squeezed into a small kang in a side room. The three of them were head to toe, barely able to lie down.

According to Sun Desheng's explanation, the villagers in the village took great pains to tidy up the courtyards where the soldiers lived.

There was no kang in the room prepared for Qiao Lin, and a few pieces of adobe were piled up, and then a half-meter-wide wooden plank was built to make it a bed.

Fortunately, the weather has begun to warm up now, and the nights are not so cold. In addition, Qiaolin himself has no requirements for living conditions, so he can sleep directly after spreading out his bedding.

At night, Qiao Lin was lying on the bed tossing and turning. The sound insulation effect of the old rural house was not very good, and what came from his ears were all the sounds of snoring one after another.

The soldiers were too tired. Don't look at all of them in high spirits when they chatted with Qiao Lin. When they returned to the house, they immediately felt sleepy. They took off their shoes and got on the kang. Some soldiers even fell asleep without covering them with quilts.

"There are still 29 days!"

Jolin muttered softly.

Today has officially entered the training schedule, and there are only 29 days left before the deadline given by the team leader.

How to train the cavalry company into a unit that can fight tough battles on the battlefield in a limited time?

Although Qiao Lin had already made a plan, he was still a little worried. He reviewed each step in his mind over and over again, carefully looking for any loopholes in it.

At this moment, his brain is like a super-powerful computer, with dozens of pages open at the same time, from beginning to end, from morning to night, from physical fitness to tactics, from personnel to horses. ． ．

Numerous relevant points required him to think carefully, and there was no room for any mistakes.

After thinking about these problems clearly, it was pitch black outside the house. He stood up and looked out through the gap in the window. There was no light, not even the stars.

After time travelling, he can be said to be alone. He didn't bring anything, not even a watch, and he didn't know what time it was.

The next time I fight, I have to find a way to get a watch. I don't know the time, it's too troublesome.

Qiao Lin also set a goal for himself, and fell asleep drowsily.

Chapter 450

A rooster crowed, and Qiao Lin, who was sleeping, suddenly sat up from the bed.

He rubbed his eyes, but he didn't hear any movement outside the house, so he got out of bed and folded the quilt, ready to wake up the soldiers.

The training period is short and there are many subjects, so I can only find a way in time.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a figure flashing past his eyes.

At this time, the sky was still not bright, and Qiao Lin didn't see clearly who was running past. Just when he was wondering, the wake-up call suddenly sounded outside the courtyard.

Dare to be the trumpeter.

Qiao Lin nodded, walked to the courtyard and began to stretch his body.

Soon, there was movement of getting up in every room. Unlike before, getting up today was no less than a torture for the soldiers.

I didn't know it when I fell asleep, but when I woke up, the soreness swept over my body.

Especially the two legs are swollen and painful, and there is a tearing pain when moving.

"Ouch!"

"Pull me, I can't move!"

. . . . . .

Amidst the continuous calls, the soldiers finally got up, and started to line up one by one with grinning teeth.

Being able to get up so early, it seems that Sun Desheng still has high requirements for the soldiers, and he has not slack off in basic training.

"Instructor Qiao, are you up?"

Seeing that Qiao Lin was already standing in the courtyard, Sun Desheng said in surprise.

"Soldiers can't sleep late."

Qiao Lin greeted several people with a smile, and walked into the soldiers' room.

As soon as he entered the door, the pungent smell of feet came over his face, and Qiao Lin subconsciously covered his nose.

No way, the conditions of the army are like this. There are no washing facilities. Washing the face is already the highest standard of daily cleaning work. Washing the feet can only be done once a few days. A group of old men are crowded in a room, and the feet do not smell No wonder.

There was no rubbish on the ground, it was very clean, but the scene on the kang was a bit horrible.

There were threads and tears everywhere, cotton wadding exposed, and the quilts full of dirt were hastily rolled up and piled up in the corner of the kang, with no order at all.

At the beginning, Qiao Lin planned to train the cavalry company according to the standard of the dark blade, so that the soldiers would start from the army, and they would be considered qualified if they could be stacked into tofu cubes.

But last night he thought it over again and felt that this subject is not suitable for the current cavalry company, mainly because it is too waste of time.

Special circumstances were treated specially, so he decided to postpone the subject of fighting the army and wait for the cavalry company to form a certain combat effectiveness before starting.

But the scene in front of him shook him again, it was too messy, how could it look like a military camp?

Soldiers are not required to meet the internal affairs standards of the army, but at least they must look neat.

So Qiao Lin turned and went out of the house, and asked Sun Desheng to call in all the newly appointed platoon leaders.

"Our training time is tight. I didn't want to ask for too much, but you see, this is too messy. How can it look like a military camp?"

As he said that, Qiao Lin took off his shoes and got on the kang, pulled away all the piled quilts, and started to fold them up.

"I'll only do it once, and you've all seen it clearly. Starting tomorrow, the internal affairs will be done according to this standard."

As Qiao Lin spoke, without stopping his hands, he folded all the quilts into squares of the same size, and then stacked them neatly on the corner of the kang.

Although it is not as horizontal and vertical as the tofu block, it seems that the whole room has a new look immediately, and it is much more tidy.

"Words and deeds are also a reflection of the requirements of soldiers on themselves. A soldier who can strictly demand himself will not be loose or slack on the training ground! Have you all seen it clearly?"

Qiao Lin's speed is very fast, from getting on the kang to putting on shoes, the whole process takes less than 3 minutes.

"See it clearly!"

Everyone stood up and answered.

"Okay, I will check tomorrow morning, now go to eat, then gather at the training ground and bring all the horses."

Jolin gave the order.

The breakfast in the cavalry company was very simple, with one cornbread per person and no vegetables.

After the counting was over, the soldiers squatted in the yard holding the steamed buns and serving cold water.

Qiao Lin's treatment was higher than that of other fighters. Not only was there one more cornbread than others, but the company also specially prepared a small plate of pickles for him.

"What is this for?"

Qiao Lin glanced at the pickles in front of him, then at the other fighters, and found that none of them had them, so he asked a little unhappy.

"You are an instructor, our cavalry company is not in good condition, so let's make do with it."

Hu Zhiwan explained with a smiling face.

"Nonsense, isn't this treated differently? The officers and soldiers of the Eighth Route Army are equal. Why should I be special than the soldiers? Take it back!"

As Qiao Lin said, he pushed back the extra cornbread and pickle dish, got up and ate his own cornbread, and walked towards the wheat field.

"This..."

Hu Zhiwan was a little at a loss and looked at the other two.

"Forget it, let's take it back. Our instructor has a very personality. He seems to like not playing cards according to routines. In fact, he is more principled than anyone else. Don't engage in these formal things in the future, just treat them normally."

Sun Desheng said with a wry smile.

After a while, the soldiers led their horses to the store.

Although the muscle soreness was tormenting, the soldiers were still very excited when they learned that Qiao Lin asked everyone to bring the horses for training.

Everyone thought that the instructor was about to start riding training.

But when they arrived at the wheat field, Qiao Lin ordered the soldiers to gather the horses in a corner of the wheat field and let them stroll by themselves.

For this behavior, Qiao Lin also made a corresponding explanation.

Military horses are different from domestic animals. They cannot be drawn out alive, and they are kept in the stables if they are not alive. This is very detrimental to the character and health of the horses.

Letting the horse out for a walk in the morning is equivalent to morning exercise.

After arranging the horses, Qiao Lin ordered the soldiers to continue running around the wheat field. Just like yesterday's requirement, they must run for ten laps before stopping.

After all, Qiao Lin took the lead and ran, and the soldiers had to drag their sore bodies and line up to run behind.

Sun Desheng, Chen Youjin and Hu Zhiwan did not participate in running training yesterday, and their experience of this sport is far less than that of other fighters.

In the beginning, the three of them ran in the team quite easily, at least not like other fighters who were clenching their teeth and persevering.

But after five laps, the three of them stumbled a little, their bodies dangling, as if they might fall at any time.

"Company commander, this is too tiring, I feel like my chest is about to explode!"

Hu Zhiwan breathed heavily and spoke intermittently. The sound of breathing was like a bellows, which could be heard several meters away.

"Adjust your breathing, inhale for five steps, exhale for three steps, and your breathing will be stable, and your physical discomfort will be relieved."

Before Sun Desheng could speak, Qiao Lin's voice came from the side.

Before he knew it, he was already a lap ahead of the main force, and judging by his posture, he ran very easily and his voice was very steady, it didn't seem like he was running at all.

After finishing speaking, Qiao Lin gradually accelerated his speed, and went to teach the running skills to the soldiers in front.