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Chapter 6 Team Opening
Chapter 6 Team Opening
"One two one, one two one" with the neat and loud slogans, four small squares, about 100 people, are a group of 14 to 15-year-old people in Siming Prefecture, Dongning Prefecture. Half a child.
The leader in the front seemed to be Zheng Kezang, His Royal Highness of the State Supervisor, and there were two tall and mighty strong men at the end of the team.
"When you say one, step on the foot tied with red tape, and when you call two, step on the foot tied with black tape. Don't mess up the rhythm. If you step wrong again, you won't have dinner in the morning!" Former veteran of Yongwei Town, now a youth camp instructor Liu Leigh growled.
That's right, this is the method Zheng Kezang came up with to make recruits recognize their left and right feet, which is cheap and convenient.
Before training these newcomers, he had already read the "Dongning Infantry Exercise Code" to two instructors, and also guided them on military movements.
With these two instructors who have a rough knowledge of infantry drills, the training pressure on him will be shared by others.
"Shout louder for me, don't you want to eat?" the instructor Chen Wei on the other side said loudly.
From time to time, looking back at the slightly jerky team behind him, Zheng Kezang felt a little relieved, it was not easy, his team finally opened.
It’s the first day for this group of half-children to run, and there will always be some people who are not used to it, but it’s okay, whoever dares to fall behind and can’t keep up, the last instructor Liu Lai and Chen Wei taught them how to behave in minutes, and kicked them up at any time .
After the five-kilometer cross-country run, this group of recruits was as tired as dogs on the school field, and none of them wanted to move.
At this time, the teacher Liu Lai suddenly shouted: "Dinner!"
It was too late to say it, and the recruits who heard the order felt like their butts were being burned. A group of people rushed to the newly built cafeteria, looking impatient, as if they had been starved for several days.
Recruit Pan Aqiang looked at the meat porridge in front of him, how tired he was from running before, how happy he is now.
It has to be said that Zheng Kezang spent all his money. In order to ensure the nutrition of the youth camp, he tried his best to arrange meals for them twice a day during the training period, with meat for each meal.
With meat porridge in one hand and steamed stuffed bun in the other, Pan Aqiang was extremely grateful when he looked at Zheng Kezang, who was eating with them at the front. Now Jian Guo is the temporary god in his heart.
In this precarious age, it is such a happy and difficult thing to have meat every day.
After breakfast, the recruits were driven into a big room. This was the part they hated the most. Literacy and learning the "Rules for Soldiers of the Youth Battalion", which Zheng Kezang specially wrote for them.
As the saying goes, barbarism is its body, civilization is its spirit, an army without culture is a stupid army, and a stupid army cannot defeat the enemy.
Therefore, Zheng Kezang stipulated that if he could not learn five characters in each literacy class, he would not have to eat at night.
After an hour (two hours) passed, although they didn't know much, they at least knew what was written in the soldier's code under the guidance of the instructor, so they could start training.
Back on the school grounds, Zheng Kezang's face was full of sternness: "From now on, the instructor and I will teach you how to stand, how to sit, and how to walk. The only thing you need to do is to obey orders and execute them unconditionally."
Under the scorching sun, a hundred recruits stood upright. If they had a slight problem with their standing, Zheng Kezang and the instructor would whip them and jump leapfrog 50 times. There was no room for speech.
Walking in front of Pan Aqiang, looking at his resolute and childish face, Zheng Kezang nodded slightly in praise. After an hour passed, many recruits were dying, and only a few were still as straight as trees, and Pan Aqiang was one of them. one.
After a while, Zheng Kezang finally issued the password to disband, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Zheng Kezang has made a plan. The first three months of the youth camp must be strictly trained with strict requirements. After three months, the queue training can be relaxed a bit, so they don’t have to torment them like this. style.
After a day of training.
"Stand at attention, rest a moment, stand at attention."
"Report the number."
"Get dressed."
After issuing a series of instructions, Liu Lai turned around in an unskilled manner, trotted all the way to the front of Zheng Kezang, and saluted with his right hand:
"His Royal Highness Jian Guo, after the training of the team, is there a meal? Please instruct me to teach Liu Lai."
"Eat!" Zheng Kezang quickly replied.
"Yes!" Liu Lai turned around again and saw a hundred young men standing neatly, full of oppression, giving him a feeling of leading thousands of troops. He felt that Jian Guo's military training method was really amazing up.
A day later, this veteran has been convinced by Zheng Kezang.Of course, if Zheng Kezang knew Liu Lai's thoughts, he would definitely think that he was too young. If he lived a few hundred years longer, he would be able to see the real tidy, copy-pasted torrent of steel.
"Everyone is there, stand at attention, straddle, and prepare to sing, unity is strength." It was Chen Wei's turn to lead the singing. A magically revised version of "Unity is strength" first appeared in Dongning Mansion in the [-]th century.
Although Chen Wei has never heard the original version of "Unity is Strength", his singing talent is still good, and he is also full of momentum.
Young people's energetic singing resounded over Dongning Mansion:
"unity is strength.
unity is strength.
This power is iron.
This strength is steel.
Harder than iron.
Stronger than steel.
Fire on the Tartars.
Let Daming's clothes be revived again.
Towards the sun and the moon.
towards the sea.
Towards the new Daming.
Send out a ray of light. "
Zheng Kezang was very satisfied with the effect of singing before the meal. Later, he had to adapt a few more songs from later generations. From these small details, he strengthened the ideological baptism of the youth camp, implanted loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, overthrew the brutal rule of the Tartars, Revive the idea of a new Ming Dynasty.
In the evening, when the sun was about to set, the full-fledged youth camp boys were sitting on the ground, and Zheng Kezang was surrounded by them.
What's going on?
It turned out that it was Zheng Kezang who told them the numerous crimes committed by the Tartars, as well as various tragic stories of massacres in the early Qing Dynasty.
The youth battalion recruits were filled with righteous indignation, and all of them blushed with anger.
In order to encourage them, Zheng Kezang said that their youth battalion was to expel the Tartars and restore the hope of Ming Dynasty. From now on, the youth battalion would be the heroic army of Ming Dynasty. They would follow Zheng Kezang, and everyone would be generals in the future, and their wives and sons would be sealed off. Not a dream!
Apparently, the common people in the seventeenth century obviously didn’t know what painting big cakes was. These recruits would be indignant and spurned at the Tartars at one moment, and at the same time they would be full of longing for the future prospects described by Zheng Kezang.
Seeing the eager faces of these recruits and the visible increase in loyalty, Zheng Kezang, under the protection of his guards, returned to his gentle hometown with satisfaction.
(End of this chapter)
"One two one, one two one" with the neat and loud slogans, four small squares, about 100 people, are a group of 14 to 15-year-old people in Siming Prefecture, Dongning Prefecture. Half a child.
The leader in the front seemed to be Zheng Kezang, His Royal Highness of the State Supervisor, and there were two tall and mighty strong men at the end of the team.
"When you say one, step on the foot tied with red tape, and when you call two, step on the foot tied with black tape. Don't mess up the rhythm. If you step wrong again, you won't have dinner in the morning!" Former veteran of Yongwei Town, now a youth camp instructor Liu Leigh growled.
That's right, this is the method Zheng Kezang came up with to make recruits recognize their left and right feet, which is cheap and convenient.
Before training these newcomers, he had already read the "Dongning Infantry Exercise Code" to two instructors, and also guided them on military movements.
With these two instructors who have a rough knowledge of infantry drills, the training pressure on him will be shared by others.
"Shout louder for me, don't you want to eat?" the instructor Chen Wei on the other side said loudly.
From time to time, looking back at the slightly jerky team behind him, Zheng Kezang felt a little relieved, it was not easy, his team finally opened.
It’s the first day for this group of half-children to run, and there will always be some people who are not used to it, but it’s okay, whoever dares to fall behind and can’t keep up, the last instructor Liu Lai and Chen Wei taught them how to behave in minutes, and kicked them up at any time .
After the five-kilometer cross-country run, this group of recruits was as tired as dogs on the school field, and none of them wanted to move.
At this time, the teacher Liu Lai suddenly shouted: "Dinner!"
It was too late to say it, and the recruits who heard the order felt like their butts were being burned. A group of people rushed to the newly built cafeteria, looking impatient, as if they had been starved for several days.
Recruit Pan Aqiang looked at the meat porridge in front of him, how tired he was from running before, how happy he is now.
It has to be said that Zheng Kezang spent all his money. In order to ensure the nutrition of the youth camp, he tried his best to arrange meals for them twice a day during the training period, with meat for each meal.
With meat porridge in one hand and steamed stuffed bun in the other, Pan Aqiang was extremely grateful when he looked at Zheng Kezang, who was eating with them at the front. Now Jian Guo is the temporary god in his heart.
In this precarious age, it is such a happy and difficult thing to have meat every day.
After breakfast, the recruits were driven into a big room. This was the part they hated the most. Literacy and learning the "Rules for Soldiers of the Youth Battalion", which Zheng Kezang specially wrote for them.
As the saying goes, barbarism is its body, civilization is its spirit, an army without culture is a stupid army, and a stupid army cannot defeat the enemy.
Therefore, Zheng Kezang stipulated that if he could not learn five characters in each literacy class, he would not have to eat at night.
After an hour (two hours) passed, although they didn't know much, they at least knew what was written in the soldier's code under the guidance of the instructor, so they could start training.
Back on the school grounds, Zheng Kezang's face was full of sternness: "From now on, the instructor and I will teach you how to stand, how to sit, and how to walk. The only thing you need to do is to obey orders and execute them unconditionally."
Under the scorching sun, a hundred recruits stood upright. If they had a slight problem with their standing, Zheng Kezang and the instructor would whip them and jump leapfrog 50 times. There was no room for speech.
Walking in front of Pan Aqiang, looking at his resolute and childish face, Zheng Kezang nodded slightly in praise. After an hour passed, many recruits were dying, and only a few were still as straight as trees, and Pan Aqiang was one of them. one.
After a while, Zheng Kezang finally issued the password to disband, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Zheng Kezang has made a plan. The first three months of the youth camp must be strictly trained with strict requirements. After three months, the queue training can be relaxed a bit, so they don’t have to torment them like this. style.
After a day of training.
"Stand at attention, rest a moment, stand at attention."
"Report the number."
"Get dressed."
After issuing a series of instructions, Liu Lai turned around in an unskilled manner, trotted all the way to the front of Zheng Kezang, and saluted with his right hand:
"His Royal Highness Jian Guo, after the training of the team, is there a meal? Please instruct me to teach Liu Lai."
"Eat!" Zheng Kezang quickly replied.
"Yes!" Liu Lai turned around again and saw a hundred young men standing neatly, full of oppression, giving him a feeling of leading thousands of troops. He felt that Jian Guo's military training method was really amazing up.
A day later, this veteran has been convinced by Zheng Kezang.Of course, if Zheng Kezang knew Liu Lai's thoughts, he would definitely think that he was too young. If he lived a few hundred years longer, he would be able to see the real tidy, copy-pasted torrent of steel.
"Everyone is there, stand at attention, straddle, and prepare to sing, unity is strength." It was Chen Wei's turn to lead the singing. A magically revised version of "Unity is strength" first appeared in Dongning Mansion in the [-]th century.
Although Chen Wei has never heard the original version of "Unity is Strength", his singing talent is still good, and he is also full of momentum.
Young people's energetic singing resounded over Dongning Mansion:
"unity is strength.
unity is strength.
This power is iron.
This strength is steel.
Harder than iron.
Stronger than steel.
Fire on the Tartars.
Let Daming's clothes be revived again.
Towards the sun and the moon.
towards the sea.
Towards the new Daming.
Send out a ray of light. "
Zheng Kezang was very satisfied with the effect of singing before the meal. Later, he had to adapt a few more songs from later generations. From these small details, he strengthened the ideological baptism of the youth camp, implanted loyalty to the emperor and patriotism, overthrew the brutal rule of the Tartars, Revive the idea of a new Ming Dynasty.
In the evening, when the sun was about to set, the full-fledged youth camp boys were sitting on the ground, and Zheng Kezang was surrounded by them.
What's going on?
It turned out that it was Zheng Kezang who told them the numerous crimes committed by the Tartars, as well as various tragic stories of massacres in the early Qing Dynasty.
The youth battalion recruits were filled with righteous indignation, and all of them blushed with anger.
In order to encourage them, Zheng Kezang said that their youth battalion was to expel the Tartars and restore the hope of Ming Dynasty. From now on, the youth battalion would be the heroic army of Ming Dynasty. They would follow Zheng Kezang, and everyone would be generals in the future, and their wives and sons would be sealed off. Not a dream!
Apparently, the common people in the seventeenth century obviously didn’t know what painting big cakes was. These recruits would be indignant and spurned at the Tartars at one moment, and at the same time they would be full of longing for the future prospects described by Zheng Kezang.
Seeing the eager faces of these recruits and the visible increase in loyalty, Zheng Kezang, under the protection of his guards, returned to his gentle hometown with satisfaction.
(End of this chapter)
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