On the vast campus, countless figures in gray military uniforms lined up and drilled in the morning mist.
Commands were heard one after another, and the cold light of bayonets could be faintly seen in the mist.
Chen Zikun squatted next to the mule cart with his rice bowl, eagerly watching the army drill.
A group of soldiers passed by, neatly dressed in gray cloth uniforms, leggings and cloth shoes, with Hanyang-made rifles on their shoulders, and sang the first chapter vigorously.
The military song of the Third Division: "Looking north to Manchuria, there are strong winds and waves in the Bohai Sea.
I think back then, the Jijiang River was sinking and the people were happy.
There were fences in front of Changbai Mountain and city walls along the Heilongjiang River.
Today, the Japanese pirates are roaming freely and the situation is bad."
Wang Degui sat aside, smoking his pipe, squinting at the dirty big man Chen, and said: "What do you think?
Let's become a soldier with dignity."
Chen Zikun nodded as if pounding garlic.
Wang Degui smiled proudly: "It is not easy to be a soldier of the Third Division.
After all, it is the foundation of the Six Towns of Old Beiyang.
Which soldier is not tempered for thousands of times?
I think back when President Yuan was training at the small station, it was even worse than it is now." prestige."
As he spoke, he hummed a tune: "The imperial court wants to maintain peace, and the commander-in-chief is practicing new exercises in accordance with the order."
Chen Zikun flattered him and said, "Mr.
Wang, if you look at it this way, these soldiers are all your disciples and grandsons."
Wang Degui bared his teeth and smiled: "Boy, you are quite good at talking.
That's right.
Not to mention these soldiers, even the platoon leader and company commander have to call me the old shed leader when they see me."
Chen Zikun blinked and said, "Then why are you still a gang leader?"
Wang Degui was furious, took off the soles of his shoes and hit him: "You kid, you dare to laugh at me, I can't beat you to death."
Chen Zikun turned around and ran away, with Wang Degui chasing after him.
Suddenly, Zhao Junqiu appeared and shouted: "How dignified are you?"
Wang Degui said with a sneer: "This kid is talking nonsense, I will teach him a lesson."
Chen Zikun, however, also imitated a soldier and stood at attention, with his hands pressed against the seam of his trousers, heels together, head held high and his eyes looking straight ahead.
Zhao Yufeng nodded with satisfaction: "Big Chen, go to the stable to help brush the horses."
"Yes" Chen Zikun imitated the way the soldiers walked and ran to the stable.
The groom's surname was Li.
He was an old man like Wang Degui.
He had free labor at his disposal.
How could he let it go and let Chen Zikun do this, carry water and brush the horses, while he just sat and watched.
"Oh, boy, I don't see that you are pretty good at it."
Lao Li saw Chen Zikun's skill in brushing the horse and praised him.
Chen Zikun smiled honestly: "I have served big animals before."
Lao Li said: "Well, from now on, if you have nothing to do, come to the stable and help me work.
I will teach you my unique skills.
When you go home, you can be a veterinarian and I will keep you fed for the rest of your life."
Chen Zikun scratched his head: "That's good."
Unknowingly, after staying in the military camp for half a month, Chen Zikun was very accustomed to this masculine military life.
The veterans at the division headquarters also liked this hard-working civilian man who was willing to do side jobs.
Even ordinary soldiers knew it.
There is such a number one civilian husband who likes to watch and fuck whenever he has nothing to do.
Sometimes he would also think of Lin Wenjing, Yao Yilei, and Miss Jian Bing, the top brand on Sima Road with whom he had a physical relationship.
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At this time, he would be particularly conflicted.
Should he sneak back to Shanghai to find Jian Bing and go to Hankou together?
Tianjin lives a happy and happy life, but he still stays in this barracks and looks for his dream.
Why don't men take Wu Gou and collect Guanshan Fifty States?
Jian Bing loves heroes, not cowards.
A man was born in troubled times.
He should do a vigorous career to be worthy of this life.
If you have a career, why not worry about not having a lovely wife?
Beautiful wife, thinking of this, he felt relieved again.
The Third Division is a soldier of Wu Peifu, and Wu Peifu is a soldier of Marshal Cao Kun, and Marshal Cao and Duan Qirui cannot urinate in the same pot, so the Third Division is like a stepmother in terms of logistics treatment, and the food is very poor.
For two meals, the soldiers had rice and pickles, and the officials could only eat a few more eggs.
Commander Wu was very strict in running the army and was not allowed to plunder the people, so the soldiers were very short of money.
But this was not a problem for Zhao Jun.
He went out hunting every now and then to improve his life.
After lunch that day, he picked up a rifle and went to the kitchen door and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Big Man Chen" Chen Zikun was helping Wang Degui pick vegetables.
When he heard the greeting, he ran out and stood at attention: "Yes."
Zhao Yufeng fiddled with the rifle in his hand and said, "Do you know what this is?"
Chen Zikun's chest was so high that Lao Gao replied: "Sir, this is a German-made Mauser gun with a leaky bottom.
It has a caliber of 79 and weighs 7 pounds or 8 taels."
"Damn it, you're cruel."
Zhao Yufeng didn't expect Chen Zikun to answer so fluently.
He threw the rifle over and said, "Take it and follow me to go hunting.
I am happy and I might reward you with two bullets for fun."
Chen Zikun took the gun, and his excitement was palpable.
When he was a bandit in Guandong, he used the Japanese Golden Hook rifle, Lao Maozi's water-stained rifle, but he had never touched the German guy, Mauser 98 rifle, walnut wood The butt of the gun is shiny and blue, and the barrel is slender, much slimmer than the old slide made in Hanyang.
When you pick it up and shake it, the parts mesh perfectly and there is no noise at all.
The two of them carried their guns and went up the mountain.
After walking for a while, they didn't see even a pheasant.
Zhao Yufeng cursed: "What happened today?
Do these wild animals know that I am coming to hunt?"
Chen Zikun said flatteringly: "I guess all the pheasants and rabbits here have been beaten by the superior."
Zhao Yufeng smiled and said, "You're almost as good at flattering me as I am."
He had no choice but to continue walking deep into the mountains.
Chen Zikun's sharp eyes saw a wild rabbit in the distance, and he quickly pointed it out to Zhao Yufeng.
Zhao Yufeng quietly took the gun, pulled the bolt, loaded the gun, and shot it with a bang.
The rabbit ran away, and he He pulled the bolt and fired one after another.
After five rounds of bullets were fired, he looked over and saw that there was no rabbit hair at all.
"The rabbit is injured, chase."
Zhao Yufeng threw the gun to Chen Zikun, pulled out the rifle from his waist and chased after him.
Chen Zikun followed him while pressing bullets into the magazine.
After chasing for a while, they came to a flat area.
Zhao Yufeng put the pistol barrel on his hat.
His head was sweating profusely and steaming.
He gasped and said, "Damn, I'm so unlucky today.
I didn't hit anything.
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Hey, this what is” There was a dung pile on the ground, more than three feet high.
Chen Zikun followed from behind and was shocked when he saw this: "Sir, let's go quickly."
Zhao Yufeng was confused: "Which way to go?"
"This is the mountain pig's nest," Chen Zikun said in a low voice.
Zhao Yufeng was shocked.
Mountain boar is a wild boar.
Even a tiger can't kill this thing if it goes crazy.
Just as he was about to retreat, he realized that it was already too late.
In the trees in the distance, a few fierce little eyes were shining coldly.
Zhao Yufeng broke out in a cold sweat.
This place was deep in the mountains and old forests, and the wild boar was eaten by the wild boar.
Not even a bone was left.
He panicked, and started shooting with a gun.
There was a burst of bang bang bang, but the wild boar was not killed. , but instead angered the other party, a huge male wild boar with outward-turned tusks rushed over with its hooves.
"Damn it, why didn't he die even though he was hit?"
Zhao Yufeng clearly saw that he had hit the wild boar, but the wild boar's shiny fur seemed to be able to withstand bullets, and he was still unscathed after being shot, and he still ran over.
I seem to have heard people say that wild boars are very intelligent animals and like to rub themselves against pine trees.
The bristles are mixed with pine oil to form a hard shell, and shotgun bullets can slide away when hit.
The bullets of barge guns are only as big as peanuts. it Zhao Yufeng's legs were so weak that he couldn't walk.
Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and a red cloud exploded from the male boar's head, and it fell to the ground with its hooves in the air.
Next to him, Chen Zikun was holding a rifle, with green smoke curling from the muzzle.
The rest of the wild boars rushed up with strange howls.
Zhao Yufeng finally woke up, ignored Chen Zikun, and climbed up a pine tree.
Below, Chen Zikun still stood calmly and pulled the bolt of the gun.
The brass bullet shell jumped out with a trail of hot air.
The muzzle continued to spray flames.
His movements were as fast as lightning.
The gunfire barely paused.
The 79-mm Mauser rifle bullet The power was huge and could not be compared with the folk iron sand shotguns and pistols.
The wild boar was hit in the head and died immediately.
The remaining three wild boars were knocked down one by one by Chen Zikun.
The sound of gunshots spread far away, and the birds were alarmed and circled over the mountain forest.
Zhao Yufeng on the tree wiped his cold sweat and asked Chen Zikun below: "Are there any other beasts here?"
Chen Zikun was loading bullets one after another below, and replied: "This mountain is definitely gone.
There may be tigers on the next mountain.
Are you interested, sir?"
Zhao Yufeng said: "Forget it today, next time, next time."
Sneaking down from the tree, he inspected the wild boar carcasses.
There were four wild boars in total, one male and three females.
They were all shot to death in the head.
Zhao Yufeng was overjoyed: "Now there is meat to eat."
Then he looked at Chen Zikun blankly: "You kid, why are you so agile in shooting?"
Chen Zikun said: "Learned it from the officers and bosses."
Zhao Yufeng was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said: "You can even watch it for a while.
You are really a good soldier.
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From now on, you will follow me, Old Zhao, so that you can eat and drink well."
Chen Zikun smiled honestly: "Thank you for the promotion, sir."
Four wild boars, two people would definitely not be able to lift them.
They used knives to disembowel the wild boars and bleed them.
They threw away the pig heads, internal organs and intestines, and only took the fine meat from the limbs and ribs.
There were still a few pig legs left.
I can't take it away, so I have to throw it away.
"It's a pity that kidneys fried with sauce and large intestines fried with green onions are my favorites."
Zhao Yufeng felt extremely distressed.
In the deep mountains and forests, as soon as people leave, the meat will definitely be eaten by other beasts, and even burying it will be in vain.
The two of them carried wild boar on their backs and traveled across mountains and rivers back to the camp.
When the division post saw them returning from hunting wild boar, they beamed with joy and said, "Zhao Junqiu, it's all because of you that you can kill the wild boar tonight."
Zhao Yufeng said proudly: "How about it, your marksmanship is not bad."
Entering the courtyard of the division headquarters and heading towards the kitchen, he saw a veteran with a bald head and beard, wearing a coarse military uniform and leggings.
When Zhao Yufeng saw him, he immediately raised his head, put his feet together, and shouted: "Stand at attention!"
Chen Zikun hurriedly followed him and stood at attention, standing upright with his hands close to the seam of his trousers.
The old army came over, looked at the wild boar meat and said, "You hunted it."
Zhao Yufeng replied loudly: "Sir, I am not a low-level hunter, but a man from the cooking class, Mr.
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