I shoot one at a time in the fight against Japan

Chapter 57 Takeshita Jun (add another chapter, ask for tickets, please collect!!)
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"Report, political commissar, I don't know." Deng Guangrong didn't know what to say, he didn't know if he was busy or not.

"I don't know, I don't know, how did you become the company commander?" The political commissar scolded angrily, and then hurriedly took someone forward to check if there was anything wrong: "Hurry up and call the health worker over."

"Yes." The soldier replied.

The political commissar stepped forward to check.

Qiu Ming felt that nothing was wrong.

"What's going on?" Qiu Ming looked at Zhou Weiguo and his brothers and asked.

"Hey, Captain Qiu, this is all my responsibility." Before Zhou Weiguo could say anything, Zhu Ziming spoke first, taking the matter on his shoulders.

"Platoon Leader Zhu, what's going on?" Qiu Ming set his sights on Zhu Ziming. After all, Zhu Ziming is the platoon leader of the recruits, so he really needs to ask about this matter.

"Commander, it's actually nothing, just brothers. No, it's a competition among comrades to see who is more qualified to be the platoon leader." Zhu Ziming didn't know what to do, so he could only explain it to Qiu Ming.

"Nonsense, do the positions of our Eighth Route Army all come from competition? We all rely on our personal ability and leadership ability for assessment and judgment, and then we can only take office after being ordered by our superiors. How can I use it to make nonsense for you? What can I say about you?" Qiu Ming could only reprimand Zhu Ziming.

"Yes, the head of the group is right. It's all because I was playing too much, and the leadership made a mistake." Zhu Ziming went downhill, naturally he would not make Qiu Ming look bad.

"Okay, you can't mess around with this matter in the future, just tell me if you have any needs." Qiu Ming also knew that Zhu Ziming was leading troops for the first time, but it was not the first time for Zhou Weiguo to lead troops. How could he make such a mistake?
However, Qiu Ming didn't care how to lead the soldiers. As long as there were no accidents, and the recruits could be brought out to fight and win the battle, Qiu Ming would accept everything.

"Report, Captain, I was also at fault." Zhou Weiguo also stood up and said.

"Tell me, what's wrong?" Qiu Ming set his eyes on Zhou Weiguo.

"My way of leading troops is wrong. I shouldn't compete with recruits, and I shouldn't agree to compete with soldiers, which has led to some minor situations now." Zhou Weiguo said bluntly, and said what he did wrong.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with it." At this time Zhou Weihua also stood up, and his waist was stronger than mine.

"Oh? Tell me." Qiu Ming asked with bright eyes when he heard Zhou Weihua's words.

"Being a soldier is not afraid of hardships. If you are afraid of hardships, you should not be a soldier. If a soldier does not even suffer a little injury during training, what will he do when he faces the enemy?" Zhou Weihua said clearly and very reasonable.

"Well, keep talking." Qiu Ming nodded.

"The first thing to do when recruiting recruits? That is to establish prestige, so that the soldiers under training feel that their platoon leader is capable and better than themselves, so find the target during the training, so that the soldiers will work hard during the training. serious."

"And there are many training methods, which one is the most suitable, I think only the leader on duty knows, and we choose the most direct method, which is also the most effective method, if you don't believe the regiment leader, you can ask other recruits, ask who will take over Come down and don’t want to train hard?”

Zhou Weihua took things for granted, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with this matter.

"So, you are not wrong at all?" Qiu Ming stared at Zhou Weihua.

"Of course, what is our mistake? And the recruit is not injured. If you have to say that you are wrong, it is because you are too strong and the recruit is not resistant to fighting." Zhou Weihua raised a smug smile.

puff.

Is it a mistake to be too strong?

Novelty reason.

And can be proud of the Jianghu.

incredible.

Everyone cast admiring glances, only Zhou Weihua dared to speak to the leader like that.

"Haha, you are interesting." Qiu Ming couldn't help laughing.

The political commissar and the health worker asked Yang Dali about the situation.

"Ah? I'm fine, I'm fine, thank you chief for your concern." Yang Dali quickly jumped up from the ground and looked at the political commissar stupidly. When did the leader come?
In fact, Yang Dali was scared, he was hurt by the fall, and he didn't dare to fight that boy Zhou Weihua again, so he could only lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, and he would recover after a while.

"Are you sure you're okay?" The political commissar looked at Yang Dali strangely.

"It's okay, what can I do, I can kill a cow." Yang Dali also showed his biceps.

"Hahaha"

Yang Dali's teasing behavior made others laugh out loud.

"Nonsense." The political commissar scolded angrily.

All of a sudden everyone was quiet.

"Okay, it's nothing." Qiu Ming walked over at this time, but he didn't make any fuss.

"Old Qiu, we can't have such a trend, we have to take care of it." The political commissar was also worried about what might happen, so he was so nervous.

"Okay, it's all right, let's go on with everyone else!" Qiu Ming knew that it was all trivial matters, just as Zhou Weihua said just now, if a recruit can't suffer even a little bit during training, what kind of soldier is he? battlefield?

It seems that graduates from West Point Military Academy are really different, and their thinking is different from others.

Soon.

After Qiu Ming and the political commissar walked away.

The recruits surrounded Yang Dali one after another.

"Yang Dali, you coward."

"That's right, how powerful you are at bragging with us, now you know how powerful others are?"

"Pretending to be dead."

The others either poked or pushed Yang Dali.

"What are you talking about, believe it or not, I will cut you off?" Yang Dali kicked his eyes.

The others were so frightened that they stepped back a few meters.

"What do you want to do?" As soon as Zhou Weihua's voice sounded, Yang Dali immediately turned into a coward, and then shrank to the side not daring to make a sound.

"Everyone, come here and explain to everyone the burst of strength and endurance." Zhou Weiguo gathered all the recruits and explained strength training and so on to everyone again.

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

A group of heavily armed squads are walking in the dark night.

"Captain, the place we are going to is guarded by the Eighth Route Army." A Japanese soldier reported the situation ahead to a man with a samurai sword.

"Pass over quietly. If you encounter an exchange of fire, you must leave quickly. You must not be obsessed with fighting, understand?" The man holding a samurai sword is Takeshita Jun. At this time, he is leading his special warfare team to attack the rear of the Eighth Route Army.

"Yes." The soldier took the order.

Others formed a fighting group and began to grope forward.

Hope not to disturb the fortified Eighth Route Army.

Just when Takeshita Jun and his team were about to pass through the Eighth Route Army's fortification, a secret whistle suddenly popped up: "Who are you? What's the password?"

"Comrade, we are in the third company. We are accepting a secret mission to carry out a sneak attack on little devils." Jun Takeshita spoke fluent Chinese, hoping to fool him.

"People from the third company?" the dark sentry soldier asked.

"Yes."

"How is Squad Leader Yang?"

"Squad Leader Yang is very good."

(End of this chapter)