Liu Zi brought breakfast, a bowl of broth and a large bowl of steamed buns.

After breakfast, Wei Dayong took Li Xiuling to the training ground of the special battle company in the back mountain of Lijiacun.

The soldiers in the first row sat on the ground for a meeting, the second row practiced aiming with bricks hanging from their guns, and the third row practiced stabbing one on one.

The soldiers saw the company commander appear with a woman, and as expected, the training ground exploded in an instant.

Instructor Liu Dali took the lead, and the three platoon leaders followed suit, followed by the soldiers below, howling like ghosts and wolves.

"What are you howling for?"

"Keep training!"

Wei Dayong glared at him, and all the soldiers shut up obediently.

The two of them arrived ten meters in front of the shooting range.

Wei Dayong took out the magazine from the mirror box, loaded it with bullets, loaded the full magazine into the pistol, and then placed the pistol in Li Xiuling's hand.

"This is the safety. Open it, pull the trigger with your index finger, and the bullet will be fired."

"You try firing a shot now."

Li Xiuling held the handle of the gun with trembling hands, not daring to look at the target at all, and fired with her eyes closed.

Snapped--

The recoil caused the muzzle of the gun to rise sharply, and the bullet flew directly into the sky.

Li Xiuling opened her eyes, looked at the target, and said with some fear: "I missed the target, so I'd better not shoot. It's such a waste of bullets."

"It's okay, there are plenty of bullets." Wei Dayong said, "I'll teach you."

Wei Dayong came behind Li Xiuling, kept a fist distance from her, and held her hand holding the gun with both hands.

The moment her hands came into contact, Li Xiuling couldn't help but tremble slightly, her face turned red, and her chest couldn't help but beat wildly.

Wei Dayong said: "Don't be afraid to shoot. Bullet casings cannot jump to you. Your eyes, aim and target should be in a straight line. Breathing slows down. Don't panic and follow your instincts."

She raised her head and glanced at Wei Dayong, knowing in her heart that he was teaching her how to shoot, she couldn't help but feel a little grateful, and then she calmed down.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After firing three shots in a row, all the bullets hit the target, and Li Xiuling smiled.

Wei Dayong let go of his hand and said, "That's it, you can try two more shots yourself."

Snap! Snap!

Li Xiuling became bolder and fired twice. The first bullet missed the target, and the second bullet hit the target.

Wei Dayong nodded: "That's it, a good fight!"

With Wei Dayong's encouragement, Li Xiuling's expression became more confident, and she held the gun with both hands and fired all the bullets in the magazine.

Most of the bullets hit the edge of the target. Li Xiuling turned around happily: "Brother Wei, did I shoot well?"

"good."

Wei Dayong calmly moved the muzzle of the gun aimed at his abdomen away, and said with a serious expression: "Remember, never point the muzzle at your own people at any time!"

Li Xiuling's face froze, and she realized that she had just made a mistake, and she blamed herself and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Wei."

"fine!"

He pulled out the magazine and taught Li Xiuling how to press the bullet step by step.

Then, Wei Dayong shouted: "Sixth Son!"

"have!"

Liuzi ran over quickly and saluted Wei Dayong.

Wei Dayong said to Liu Zi: "You stay here with her to finish shooting the remaining forty rounds of bullets, and be careful not to hurt anyone."

"Yes!" Liuzi replied immediately.

After finishing speaking, Wei Dayong walked towards Liu Dali.

He had long noticed that the soldiers' minds were not on training, and their ears and eyes were entirely focused on him and Li Xiuling.

But he didn't care. After the battle, he had to let the soldiers rest and relax, right?

Liu Dali was finishing a meeting for a platoon doing ideological work. When he saw Wei Dayong coming over, he asked with a gossipy face: "Old Wei, that gun was seized from Wanjia Town. You have never been willing to use it. That's it."

Did you give it away?"

Wei Dayong gently punched Liu Dali and said with a smile: "Old Liu, why did you become such a gossip? Shouldn't you be chasing me to give me ideological and political lessons to stop me from messing around with men and women?"

"Company commander, what ideological and political lessons should I give you?" Liu Dali pretended to be injured, and then said: "I think your ideological consciousness is higher than mine. Besides, it's not like you are doing this consensually.

The relationship between men and women is like, what am I messing with?"

Wei Dayong waved his hand and said, "Don't spread rumors about things that don't happen."

"You've already started, what's the matter?" Liu Dali looked unbelieving.

Wei Dayong didn't want to say anything more about this kind of thing. When the time came, his description became darker and darker, and he said with a straight face: "Call the three platoon leaders over and hold an impromptu short meeting."

"good!"

Soon, the three platoon leaders gathered over.

Then, Wei Dayong waved to Wang Chengzhu, who trotted over.

Wei Dayong said: "Everyone fought well in these two battles. The soldiers were all good. The regiment leader and political commissar also saw the combat effectiveness of our special operations company."

"The regiment headquarters decided that our special operations company will be expanded into a special operations battalion in the future, with a machine gun company, a submachine gun company, a rifle company and an artillery company."

"Zhang Qing is appointed as the commander of the machine gun company, Meng Fugui is appointed as the commander of the submachine gun company, Liu Xikuan is appointed as the commander of the rifle company, and Wang Chengzhu is appointed as the acting company commander of the artillery company."

"Liu Dali was appointed as the battalion staff officer. The original squad leader was promoted to platoon leader. Squad leaders were selected from veterans with rich combat experience to lead new recruits."

Listening to Wei Dayong conveying the order from the regiment, the expressions on everyone's faces couldn't help but become excited.

Zhang Qing laughed and said: "Haha, we are now the company commander!"

Meng Fugui said excitedly: "You are right to follow the battalion commander, you will have meat to eat!"

Liu Xikuan was also happy and said: "After being a soldier for so many years, and since I joined the Eighth Route Army with the company...battalion commander, I am full of energy now!"

"What are you doing?" Liu Dali reminded, "Listen to what the battalion commander has to say."

The three company commanders quickly shut up and suppressed the excitement in their hearts.

Wei Dayong continued: "Starting today, we will start to recruit a large number of new soldiers. After the new soldiers are recruited, we must pay close attention to training, ideological and cultural studies, and improve the quality of each company as soon as possible. If anyone falls behind, don't blame me.

Wei Dayong is merciless!"

Everyone looked stern and shouted in unison: "Yes!"

Wang Chengzhu asked somewhat unhappily: "Battal Commander, they are all regular companies, why am I the acting company commander?"

"Zhuzi, have you ever led soldiers before?"

Wang Chengzhu shook his head: "No, I used to be the only one left in our artillery squad in the New Regiment."

Wei Dayong said: "You have no experience in leading troops, so you are the acting company commander. If you train the artillery of our independent regiment, you will naturally become a regular officer. Do you understand?"

In these two battles, Wang Chengzhu operated mortars and received 2,400 merit points, proving that he killed 24 enemies with mortars.

Including the original remaining 200, the total is now 2,600 merit points.

【Wang Chengzhu

Occupation: Soldier

Condition: Good

Skills: [Cannon proficiency] [Rock climbing proficiency] [Dagger proficiency]

Merit value: 2600

Redeemable skills: None

Inventory: 0]

Wei Dayong calmly spent 1,500 merit points from Wang Chengzhu, turning his [Cannon Proficiency] into [Cannon Proficiency].

The moment the exchange was successful, Wang Chengzhu trembled and wavered.

"What's wrong?" Wei Dayong asked knowingly.

"Batalion Commander, I'm fine."

Wang Chengzhu shook his head. He couldn't tell what was wrong with him, as if some shackles in his mind had been opened.

It was very sudden.

"Does anyone else have any questions?"

Everyone shook their heads.

"Okay!" Wei Dayong nodded, "Order the entire battalion to gather and go to Yangcun to collect cans and equipment!"
Chapter completed!