The next day, at the Chuan Legion's encampment.
"Everyone gather!"
Zhao Ziqiang got a brand new military uniform from the black market and strode into the dilapidated courtyard.
The muddle-headed members of the cannon fodder regiment were either leaning against the wall or bragging. When they saw Zhao Ziqiang walk in full of energy, they were all dumbfounded.
Zhao Ziqiang took out his Browning pistol and fired three shots into the sky.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Gather within a minute, or you will be punished by military law!”
As soon as the gunshot rang out, the courtyard immediately fell into chaos. Everyone squeezed against each other until they finally lined up.
Everyone looked at Zhao Ziqiang in fear. Most of them had already acknowledged this regiment commander from the bottom of their hearts.
Only the Enchanting Dragon was still lying on his hammock, looking at Zhao Ziqiang with a guilty conscience.
Zhao Ziqiang ignored him. The Enchanting Dragon was the hardest to deal with in the cannon fodder group. He would deal with him when he had time later.
"Messenger, I'll give you three minutes to make them show their faces!”
"Yes, Guild Leader!"
Meng Fan's wound had already been bandaged, and he could be considered to have saved his leg. He leaned on a tree branch as a walking stick and walked in front of them.
"Five way column, pay attention to the formation!”
"Snakebutt, your head is showing!”
"It's not spicy. Don't laugh.”
After all, he was a former deputy company commander, so Meng Fan was full of the air of an official. He quickly organized the team.
Zhao Ziqiang set up a small table in the courtyard, took out a pen and paper, and began to count the soldiers.
"Li Sifu, Chuan Corps, Second Heavy Spear Company, Corporal!”
"Kang Huolian, a former soldier, deputy platoon leader of the 17th Logistics Division's transport battalion!”
"My name is Gu Xiaomai, a first-class soldier in the new 51st Division's logistics camp. I've fought in battles and never went to school!”
Bean Bean Cake finished reporting and scratched his head with a smile."Sir, I used to be an assistant archer in the team!”
"Got it. Next."
Zhao Ziqiang waved his hand.
Lin Yi, whose military uniform was still intact, walked forward and saluted Zhao Ziqiang very solemnly. The various medals on his chest jingled like rags.
"Lin Yi, a Shanghainese. Uh, he hasn't been to war yet.”
After saying this, Lin Yi felt embarrassed.
He had the military rank of a major, but he had never even been on the battlefield.
In the original novel, when the plane crashed into the MDT, it was this bastard's blind command that caused the unarmed Chuan Legion to lose more than half of their forces.
The last group of people hid in the textile warehouse and waited for death.
This kid could be said to be a classic example of a bad example of armchair tactics!
Zhao Ziqiang was not surprised to hear that the major had never fought in a war. He had watched it several times in TV dramas.
"The officer training regiment is not a Beijing opera troupe. If the medal on your chest has not been stained with blood, it's scrap metal. Don't disappoint me on the battlefield.”
Zhao Ziqiang looked at Lin Yi indifferently and said.
"Regiment Commander, you know that I was in the officer training corps?" Lin Yi asked excitedly.”
"Next."
Zhao Ziqiang waved his hand indifferently.
Lin Yi saluted solemnly and walked down.
The snake walked up with a straw hat on its butt, and the smile on its face disappeared.
"Ma Dazhi was the first to participate in the Battle of Xu Prefecture.”
"Alright, next."
Zhao Ziqiang wrote down his name.
"Name, Deng Bao, fought against the Japanese, never went to school, 7th Infantry Company, Private First Class!”
The slimmer No Spicy walked up and saluted with his left hand across his chest.
"You didn't lose your gun?"
Zhao Ziqiang glanced at the rifle on Bula's back.
"Reporting to the officer, the person is here and the spear is here.”
Bula hugged his gun and chuckled.
"Very good, next!"
A disheveled and dispirited man walked over.
"Hey hey hey, shameless Li Wula, you dare to go? How many people did you kill?!"
Seeing him, the bewitching dragon that was lying down immediately became unhappy and could not help but start cursing.
"Li Liansheng…"
"What are you winning in a row for? Your father named you because he was scolding you.”
Li Liansheng smiled awkwardly and continued,""Northeast Army, Second Lieutenant, Platoon Leader.”
"You've fought many defeats and killed an entire row of people because of you. There's no place to collect paper money for those old men!”
"You are a spy!"
Both Mi Long and Li Liansheng were from the northeast.
As Li Liansheng's only fellow countryman, the Lost Dragon hated Li Liansheng's cowardice. He cursed and swore all day long, complaining that Li Liansheng had disgraced the Four Eastern Provinces.
"Sir, you can't let him go. This guy is a jinx. With him in the army, the entire army will be finished!”
The Lost Dragon moved closer to Zhao Ziqiang, not wanting him to write Li Liansheng's name.
He didn't want to go to war, but his brothers in the Chuan Legion had all registered and were ready to go to war. Only this fellow countryman, Li Liansheng, was left.
If they all left, the Lost Dragon would probably die of cowardice if it stayed here alone.
Zhao Ziqiang ignored him and wrote down Li Liansheng's name.
"Li Liansheng, you can return to the team.”
The Enchanting Dragon was stunned. Seeing that the huge cannon fodder group was only left with him and a crippled follower, he instantly felt uncomfortable.
"Then I'll go too."
The Mystic Dragon stood in front of Zhao Ziqiang and was about to introduce himself, but Zhao Ziqiang stopped it.
"You can't go. You missed the formation just now.”
"Why can the shameless Li Wu La go but I can't?”
The Mystic Dragon rolled up his sleeves and stood in front of Zhao Ziqiang. He said with a red face,""I refuse to accept this!"
When Zhao Ziqiang heard this, he smiled in satisfaction.
He had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.
Then, he stood up and stretched his muscles."In that case, let's use our fists to speak. If you win, I'll let you return to the team. How about that?”
"What if I lose?"
The Bewildering Dragon Eye became interested and looked at Zhao Ziqiang excitedly.
"You say it yourself. You have to add some color to it.”
Zhao Ziqiang let him decide for himself.
The Mystic Dragon looked around. He didn't have any prizes on him, except for the six or seven watches on his wrist.
However, this watch didn't look sincere. One of the pieces was given to Ah Yi to exchange for pork.
Then, he saw his small warehouse!
He had already left. There was no use in keeping him!
"If I lose, everything in the warehouse will be yours!”
The Mystic Dragon took off its shirt, revealing its muscular muscles and fell to the ground!
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