Shashi, the 19th Independent Brigade station.

The morning's training has ended, and five hundred recruits have already assembled on the playground.

Xu Shijiu was pacing back and forth in front of the recruits' queue with his hands. Behind him, five hundred old rifles were piled up into dozens of pointed tips, and he was about to fire a gun to the recruits.

According to Xu Shijiu's original plan, we must give these new recruits at least three months of training. With three months of basic training, we can almost learn all the technical and tactical key points. These new recruits will have a certain ability to survive on the battlefield. When we see the blood again, we can grow up quickly.

Two months was still a bit short, and many technical and tactical key points had not been practiced yet. However, there was no way. The battlefield in Xuzhou was tight and the National Government had no soldiers to adjust, so they could only transfer these new recruits to the battlefield. In fact, to be honest, the new recruits from the 74th Army were lucky. Many new recruits from the troops only practiced for less than half a month before they went to the battlefield.

Xu Shijiu looked at the front row. Compared with two months ago, these recruits had very obvious changes in their skin color, gaze and momentum. Two months ago, they had a good face, their eyes were dull, and they were not shy. Now, two months later, they all had dark faces, sharp eyes, and more energetic people.

In Xu Shijiu's words, this is a bit like a soldier.

"Brothers, the training for the recruits has ended. From now on, you will be a real soldier." Xu Shijiu's cold eyes flashed across the faces of the front row soldiers like a knife, and said loudly, "As a soldier, your duty is to defend this country, this nation, and the whole country of China from being bullied by others."

"When you face the enemy's bayonet, you must understand that behind you are your protected compatriots. You have no way out. You have no choice but to fight to the death." Xu Shijiu's voice was as sharp as gold and iron, and he continued, "Of course, I will not let you fight the enemy empty-handedly. Today, fire a gun

The five hundred new recruits suddenly showed excitement on their faces. After practicing hard for two months, they had not touched the gun.

"But before firing the gun, I have to say something." Xu Shijiu said loudly, "A gun is not only a weapon to kill the enemy, it is also your life and death brother. It is also your life. If the gun is there, the person will be there. If the gun is lost, the person will die. You must remember that under no circumstances can you throw away the gun in your hand."

"My gun is my life. If the gun is there, the person will be there. If the gun is lost, the person will be killed."

"My gun is my life. If the gun is there, the person will be there. If the gun is lost, the person will be killed."

"My gun is my life. If the gun is there, the person will be there. If the gun is lost, the person will be killed."

First, several officers yelled loudly, and then five hundred new recruits yelled with each other, with awesome momentum.

Yu Jishi came over with Feng Shengfa, He Lingxiao, Yang Shaoren and others, and happened to see this scene. Looking at the neat infantry queue of the 19th Brigade, with high spirits, and listening to the deafening roar, Yu Jishi couldn't help feeling a little excited. The only regret was that it was military uniforms.

To date, the new recruits of the 74th Army are still wearing various ragged clothes.

Xu Shijiu had seen this, so he quickly ran over, stood attentively and saluted and reported loudly: "Report to the military throne, the Independent 19th Brigade is firing guns to the new recruits, please give me instructions."

Yu Jishi replied with a favor and said calmly: "Continue."

"Yes." Xu Shijiu took the order and ran away again.

Yu Jishi turned his head and asked Feng Shengfa: "When will the military uniform arrive?"

Feng Shengfa looked at Yang Shaoren, and Yang Shaoren quickly replied: "Report to the military throne, the military uniforms ordered from Shanghai have been transported to Hankou Wharf by the British Foreign Company. The regiments and battalions will be able to put on their new military uniforms soon."

"Yeah." Yu Jishi nodded and said, "Before this military parade and exercise, all departments must change into new military uniforms. Not only new soldiers must be replaced, but veterans must also be replaced. All officers and soldiers of the army must appear in Huangpi with a new look and high-spirited military posture to be inspected by the supreme leader."

Feng Shengfa and others quickly stood up and said that.

Yu Jishi pulled his white gloves on his hand and suddenly asked again: "Hey, where is the veteran of the 19th Brigade?"

Feng Shengfa replied: "Military throne, the veterans and recruits from the 19th Brigade were trained separately. The recruits were trained in the training camp, but the veterans were trained in Baishuitan, which was more than ten miles away."

Yu Jishi asked, "Do you want to train separately?"

Feng Shengfa hurriedly said: "What new recruits need most is basic subject training, while what veterans need most is mental will and physical training, so the training effect is better." After a moment of saliva, Feng Shengfa said, "And the veteran's instructor is Mr. Jiang Baili's favorite disciple. He adopted the special training method. Although it was cruel, the effect was very good."

"Mr. Jiang Baili's favorite student, special training? It's interesting." Yu Jishi said, "Let's go, take a look." The group of people got on the car separately and headed straight for Baishui Beach more than ten miles away.

Baishuitan, veteran training ground.

Gao Shenxing was holding an old rifle in his hand and shouted at more than 500 veterans: "Do you still remember the oath you made when you first received the gun?"

"My gun is my life"

"The gun is right and the person is here"

"A gun is lost and a person dies"

Five Hundred Veterans responded loudly.

Although many veterans hated Gao Shenxing for dying, after two months of hell-style cruel training, no one dared to publicly provoke Gao Shenxing.

"My gun is my life." Gao Shenxing's provocative gaze flew over the faces of the veterans in the front row one by one, and said coldly, "Everyone can say this, but do you really understand the meaning of this sentence? How much do you know about the gun in your hands? Can you really make the gun be there, and the gun is lost and the person is killed?"

Five hundred veterans were stunned when they heard this. They really didn't know about this.

"I don't know at all, right? You stupid pigs, you have never really understood your gun." Gao Shenxing said coldly, "Then let me tell you, guns are not cold dead objects, they are spiritual. If you cherish it, it will cherish you, and if you ignore it, it will kill you."

"There is still spirituality in the gun?" a veteran murmured softly, "Isn't this a bullshit?"

Gao Shenxing's cold eyes turned to the veteran and shouted: "Wang Xiaomu, leave the line."

The veteran who had just whispered quietly suddenly had a numb scalp, but he still took a step forward and stood in front of the queue.

Gao Shenxing first put the old rifle in his hand on the ground, then strode to Wang Xiaomu, and snatched the formal rifle in Wang Xiaomu's hand. With a wave of his hands, a large number of gun parts and the bare gun body fell on the grass. The veterans looked at each other, what did this 25 want?

"Private Wang Xiaomu." Gao Shenxing stared at Wang Xiaomu coldly and said in a deep voice, "Give you half a minute to blindfold your eyes and reassemble your rifle. If it is not assembled well, you should know the consequences." As soon as he finished speaking, a military policeman stepped forward to cover Wang Xiaomu's eyes with a black cloth strip.

Gao Shenxing took out a pocket watch from his pocket again and said with a grim voice: "The timing begins."

Wang Xiaomu was stunned for a few seconds. After reacting, he quickly lay on the ground to find out the scattered firearm parts and assembled them. However, he rarely dismantled the firearms and was not familiar with the structure of the firearms. At this time, he was blindfolded and became even more unscrupulous when he was nervous. Half a minute passed quickly, but Wang Xiaomu didn't even have time to put the firing needle back.

"Time is up" Gao Shenxing groaned, and Wang Xiaomu froze there with a broken face.

"Private Wang Xiaomu, fully armed cross-country for twenty kilometers." Gao Shenxing gave the order. A military policeman had already stepped forward with a heavy marching backpack and pressed it on Wang Xiaomu's back, and helped him assemble a rifle and put it on his neck. Wang Xiaomu drooped his head and was about to accept the punishment, Zhang Youquan, who could not bear it, finally stood up.

"Slowly," Zhang Youquan stood up and shouted, "We are not convinced."

"Zhang Youquan, do you want to rebel?" Gao Shenxing strode over, his bloody mouth almost bit Zhang Youquan's face, and his saliva all spitted on Zhang Youquan's face.

Thinking of Gao Shenxing's cruel methods over the past two months, Zhang You's face shook and he couldn't help but feel a little palpitations. But soon he calmed down and raised his head and said, "We are not convinced. It may be possible to assemble the gun within half a minute, but it is impossible to blindfold it, it is absolutely impossible."

"Impossible?" Gao Shenxing said, "You said it is impossible?"

"Absolutely impossible." Zhang Youquan shouted, "Unless it is a god."

Gao Shenxing stared at Zhang Youquan's eyes tightly, handed the pocket watch in his hand to the military policeman beside him, and snatched his Hanyang Zao from Zhang Youquan's hand. With his hands together, the Hanyang Zao turned into a pile of parts and scattered on the grass. Finally, Gao Shenxing took the black cloth strip from the military police and covered his eyes.

Zhang Youquan's heart suddenly hangs in his throat. Is this what he wants?

The front-row veteran also opened his eyes wide in an instant. Could this 25 be really possible, right?

The military police didn't think so much. After taking the pocket watch and clearing it, they shouted loudly: "The timing begins."

The next moment, Gao Shenxing quickly squatted down, first grabbed Hanyang's wooden gun body from the grass, and then touched the parts one by one and assembled them. His movements were unhappy, but most of the parts were assembled in just over ten seconds. When Gao Shenxing finally installed the bolt and closed the bolt, the military police shouted: "The time is up."

The entire training ground was silent, and all the veterans were stunned. How could this be possible?

Zhang Youquan's chin was almost falling off, but he was a little impressed. Although Gao Shenxing's 25-year-old is not humane, he is also a real skill. At least no one can match his gun.

"How is it, are you convinced?" Gao Shenxing carried the reassembled Hanyang Zao and said coldly.
Chapter completed!