Zhao Heng woke up very early the next day. Although he didn't sleep for a few hours last night, in order to train his small militia, Zhao Heng still gritted his teeth and persisted in training with his men.

Zhao Heng has five top soldiers. The eldest is Zhang San from last night. There are also brothers Qian Liu and Qian Qi who are 17 and 16 years old. Pan Gui is a naturalized Yao man and the youngest is only 15.

Year-old Li Si.

Baisha Village is full of military households, basically belonging to the lowest level of society. Young people have no names and are named according to their family rankings. The real name of Pan Gui, a Yao man, is not Pan Gui. His name is Pan Buergui. To save trouble, Zhao Heng

Call him Pangui.

Not having a name was troublesome. Zhao Heng immediately chose new names for his subordinates. Zhang San chose the domineering name Zhang Guozhu, Qian Liu was named Qian De'an, Qian Qi was named Qian Dequan, and the youngest Li Si was named Li Yu.

Expensive is still called Pangui.

The person who replaced Zhao Heng on duty this morning was Li Yu, so he had half a day off to sleep in the morning. Now there are only four people standing in front of Zhao Heng, Zhang Guozhu, Qian De'an, Qian Dequan, and Pan Gui!

Seeing that all four people had arrived, Zhao Heng said: "We are all here, let's start our morning run now!"

If it was other physical training, I could endure it, but this morning's three-kilometer run was really unbearable. Everyone got up before dawn and ran three kilometers before eating. Everyone was a little dissatisfied.

However, the food provided by Zhao Heng was so good that these guys didn't dare to disobey Zhao Heng's orders, fearing that they would lose such a good job if they made a mistake, so they could only grit their teeth and persist.

Under the leadership of Zhao Heng, the four people began to run around Baisha Village and the construction site. Although it was already spring, the temperature in the morning was still very low. Everyone was sweating after a while. The steaming sweat reflected the rising sun.

It has a very lively smell.

Zhao Heng has been training with them for half a month. Although it is still difficult to run three kilometers, they are much better than before. At least these four guys did not fall behind and persisted.

Zhao Heng stood at the finish line, looking at his four subordinates who were panting from exhaustion, and said with a smile: "Everyone rest for a while, the next step is to take a shower!"

The temperature is now only seven or eight degrees, so taking a bath with cold water is not very comfortable, but Zhao Heng also washed with them. The four guys had no choice but to follow Zhao Heng's instructions, take off their clothes and rinse them with buckets of fresh well water.

own body.

Zhao Heng was born in the Northeast, so he is naturally familiar with the process of taking a cold shower. He must scrub the skin vigorously until the skin becomes red and hot. Otherwise, the mutual stimulation of cold and heat will be unbearable.

When Zhao Heng took them to take a cold bath for the first time, the youngest Li Yu caught a cold and almost died. If Zhao Heng hadn't brought cold medicine, it is estimated that the five kings under him would have become

The Four Heavenly Kings. Now these guys have been taking cold showers for half a month and are already used to it, so even though they are grinning from the cold, they all persevere.

After taking a shower, Zhao Heng led them to dry their bodies with dry towels and put on clothes. The next step was to have breakfast, which was also the favorite part of these big-headed soldiers.

Unlike those workers, Zhao He's militiamen had excellent food, and even had meaty food in every meal.

The workers only had dry rice and pickles for breakfast, while the militiamen also had a bowl of thick soup each. Zhao Heng specially prepared pork liver soup for them. Most people in the Ming Dynasty suffered from night blindness because they did not consume enough vitamin A.

The solution to this problem is very simple, that is, eat more carrots or animal liver.

In order to improve the living conditions of his men, Zhao Heng specially found his mother and added pork liver soup to his men. With the correct diet, the night blindness of these men has disappeared and they can see normally at night.

Unlike the workers, Zhao He and his men sat alone at a long table. After sitting down, these guys waited for Zhao Heng's signal and began to wolf down their own portions of food.

After breakfast, rest for half an hour. The next step is to stand in the military posture. Zhao Heng was born in the police academy, so naturally he is very familiar with the military posture. He can also be ruthless to these guys. If anyone fails, he will be punished immediately.

, of course Zhao Heng would not punch or kick them, but would instead spend more time standing in a military posture.

At first, some guys could stand for the longest day, and many even thought about quitting because in their eyes this boring training was boring. But after seeing the demonstration given by Zhao Heng, they immediately stopped talking. Zhao Heng can do it

When it comes to standing under the sun for an hour or two hours without moving, not even moving a fly on his face, this determination makes his subordinates admire him. Since the young master of the Zhao family has done this, they have nothing to say.

It can be said that I have no choice but to do it.

After standing in the military posture, there is the most important queue. The template in Zhao Heng's mind is that of the army of later generations. However, due to the limitations of productivity in the Ming Dynasty, automatic weapons could not be produced in Zhao Heng's lifetime, so queuing up and shooting became Zhao Heng's first choice when building an army.

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Queuing to kill requires extremely high quality of soldiers. During the American Civil War, the British army even lined up and advanced thirty meters away from the enemy before shooting. Often the enemy could not bear the pressure of shooting to the head and did not shoot.

You will be defeated in a few rounds, so training your men to form instinctive formations is the most important thing in building an army.

For Zhao Heng's men, if they can still stand in a military position, then this kind of queue is an impossible task. These guys have never read a book, and they don't even know the left and right, let alone Zhao Heng shouting

password.

Seeing Zhang Guozhu using crutches again, Zhao Heng was angry and cursed: "Zhang Guozhu, what's wrong with your hands? Can't you tell the difference between left and right?"

Zhang Guozhu, who was scolded, immediately corrected his mistake, but because of this, his pace was immediately messed up, and he was half a drum beat behind the others. The queue was most afraid of the rhythm being messed up. Zhang Guozhu missed half a step and immediately moved Qian Dequan on the left.

The leader went astray, and the team of four suddenly became a mess.

Zhao Heng saw this and shouted: "Stop, stop!"

Zhao Heng was so angry that he stepped forward and kicked Zhang Guozhu, and cursed: "Zhang Guozhu, are you blind? Why are you wearing crutches?"

Zhang Guozhu knew what crutches were, but he didn't dare to refute what the officer said, so he had to lower his head and say nothing.

Seeing this guy pretending to be a dead pig, Zhao Heng became even more angry and cursed: "Are you all pigs? It's been half a month, and even a pig can understand commands. You are really inferior to pigs!"

Pan Gui is from Yao and has a very bad temper. Although he did not dare to refute Zhao Heng directly, he still said: "Sir, aren't you training us to look after homes and nursing homes? Why do we have to stand in this queue? Is it just fighting?

Standing straight up like this and charging forward? I heard my father say that during the war, people had bows and arrows, so standing up and charging forward like this will lead to death!"

There are many Yao people in Hainan, divided into Sheng Yao and Shu Yao. Pangui's family had become Shu Yao during the Hongzhi period, and they were mercenaries of the imperial court, helping the imperial court suppress other ethnic minorities.

Zhao Heng was already angry, but he was even more furious after hearing what Pan Gui said. How did these natives know that he wanted to train them into the most elite army of this era? Zhao Heng just opened his mouth to scold Pan Gui, but when he thought about himself as a time traveler,

Or their commander, how can he have the same knowledge as them?

Thinking of this, Zhao Heng's anger also subsided a lot, but what followed was a sense of powerlessness. He had been training with them for half a month, but he couldn't even complete the most basic formation. It seemed that his ability was still limited.

!

Just when Zhao Heng was not confident enough in himself, a person next to him smiled and said: "Zhao Heng, it seems that you have encountered a problem. Do you want me to help you solve it?"

The person talking next to him was none other than Zhao Heng’s father, Zhao Fuxiang. This guy stayed in Fucheng for three days, waiting for the refugees to be hired before coming. Tomorrow, a large number of refugees will be sent to Xinbu Island to start building a sugar factory.

So Zhao Fuxiang had to make some arrangements in advance when he came back today. When he got home, he happened to see Zhao Heng training his subordinates. When he saw the subordinates walking in line one by one, Zhao Fuxiang couldn't help but laugh out loud. It seemed like his precious son

Encountered a problem.

Seeing his father coming back, Zhao Heng sighed and said to his men: "Everyone is tired, let's rest for a quarter of an hour!"

After Zhao Heng finished speaking, he came to his father and said with a wry smile: "Dad, have you seen everything?"

Zhao Fuxiang smiled and nodded. Seeing this result, Zhao Heng sighed and said: "Dad, when I was participating in military training at the police academy, although there were some who couldn't distinguish left from right, I was not as stupid as them. My son is really

There is no other way!”

Zhao Fuxiang looked around, and there happened to be a coconut tree nearby. Zhao Fuxiang said: "It just so happens that I have nothing to do now. Let's go and rest for a while!"

The father and son came to sit down under the coconut tree. Zhao Heng asked: "Dad, why do you think these guys are so stupid? Is it because they don't study? But my son teaches them how to read every night, and now each of them can recognize dozens of words."

Even if you can't read a word, you are not considered illiterate according to this era, so why are you still so stupid?"

Zhao Heng's questions were like a barrage of questions. Zhao Fuxiang did not answer, but asked: "Son, dad knows that you like the military. What kind of army do you want to train them into?"

Zhao Heng thought for a while and said: "Of course it would be better to be like the People's Liberation Army of later generations, but these guys look stupid as hell. It is basically impossible for them to become fearless fighters like the People's Liberation Army. My son has little hope now.

, if they can reach the level of the US military in the Civil War, it will be a blessing!"

"Boy, I don't understand the military during the queuing-to-shooting period. Let's start with World War II! Which country's military force do you think was the most capable in World War II?"

"Does it need to be said? Of course it is Germany. The second is Japan. Although the weapons and equipment of the chickens are not good, they still have some combat effectiveness. The third is the Soviet Union. The walking gray animals do not bark for nothing! Finally
Chapter completed!