The veteran commander, the division commander, was Wu Peifu, the world-famous victorious general, Lieutenant General of the Beiyang Army, and Fuwei General.
Chen Zikun straightened his back straighter, fully expecting Wu Peifu to talk to him.
Unexpectedly, Wu Peifu just looked at him, nodded and said: "Not bad."
Then he walked away with his hands behind his back.
After walking ten steps away, he suddenly turned around and said: "There are still vacancies in the cooking class.
I'll take him to the camp office later."
Register a name.”
Chen Zikun from the cooking class was greatly disappointed, but Zhao Yufeng was very happy: "Boy, our teacher never praises others.
From today on, you will officially become a soldier with food."
After throwing the pork into the kitchen, Chen Zikun followed Zhao Yufeng to the camp office to register his name on the roster, and then went to the division barber to shave off all his hair and beard.
After coming out of the barber, Zhao Yufeng's eyes lit up: "You “Boy, I’m still a pretty boy.”
Zhao Junyi found a large gray cloth military uniform from the warehouse for Chen Zikun to put on.
He also found a pair of cloth shoes, a pair of gray cloth leggings and a cowhide belt.
Chen Zikun put on the military trousers, tied up the leggings quickly, and Leggings are a skill.
If you do them well, they will not loosen even after walking for hundreds of miles, and your legs will not be sore or painful.
It is definitely a guarantee of combat effectiveness.
Zhao Junzhi was dumbfounded.
He came over and touched the leggings.
They were neatly tied and tightened just right, just enough to insert a finger.
He asked in disbelief: "Big man Chen, who are you talking to?"
learned” Chen Zikun said: "I learned it from Wang Degui.
I saw him piercing it once."
Zhao Yufeng raised his thumb: "You boy, you are born to be a soldier."
Back in the kitchen, Wang Degui was startled when he saw such a clean and tidy young man coming in.
However, he soon recognized it as Chen Zikun and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm already two and a half feet tall.
I'll do well in the future."
Follow me, and sooner or later you will carry the cards on your shoulders.”
From that day on, Chen Zikun officially became a leader of the 3rd Division of the Beiyang Army.
The life in the army was completely different from what he imagined.
Although the 3rd Division was known as the victorious army and the soldiers were trained hard, there was no cooking class.
His tasks were the same as before.
He still swept the floor, sprinkled water, washed rice, picked vegetables, and cooked every day.
He also helped the groom, Old Li, brush and feed the horses.
The only change was that he put on a military uniform and moved into a barracks.
At noon that day, Chen Zikun was picking vegetables in the kitchen wearing an apron.
Suddenly Zhao Jun came in with two chickens, two fish and a piece of meat and said: "Old Wang, let's start a small stove today, the teacher wants to entertain guests."
Wang Degui stepped forward to take the chicken and fish and said, "I invite General Zhao to dinner again."
Zhao Yufeng said: "It's none of your business, why do you care so much?"
After saying that, he turned around and went out.
Wang Degui scolded: "What a big deal, it's like a military secret.
Big man Chen, go out and see if there are people from the Hunan Army."
Chen Zikun ran out of the kitchen in a hurry and came to the entrance of the division.
He saw a dozen friendly army officers in riding boots and the commanders of the third division saluting each other.
When he looked carefully, he was shocked.
One of the visitors turned out to be My benefactor, General Tan Haoming of the Gui Army, and several generals with Hunan accents were probably from the so-called Hunan Army.
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Chen Zikun's heart was beating wildly.
Now that the North and the South were confronting each other, and the Third Division was stationed on the front line, why did Wu Peifu actually get together with Tan Haoming?
He returned to the kitchen with suspicion, where Lao Wang was cooking, and he asked carelessly: " Is Zhao Hengti here?"
Chen Zikun said: "I don't know, it's someone wearing a blue uniform."
Wang Degui said: "Damn it, it's the Guangxi monkey here."
Chen Zikun asked, knowingly: "What Guangxi monkey?"
Wang Degui said: "It's the Guangxi soldiers.
The soldiers and horses from each province.
The strongest is of course our Beiyang 3rd Division, and then the Gui Army can be ranked down.
These guys are all bandits.
They fight without their lives.
Unfortunately, it was our third division that led the battle.
If it had been Zhang Jingyao's troops, we would have been defeated eight hundred times. " Chen Zikun said: "Then why did the Gui army come to our place?"
Wang Degui said: "Then who knows?
As soldiers, we just listen to the orders of our commanders, hit whomever we are told to hit, and strategize.
That is the business of the division commander and chief of staff."
While talking, a plate of food was ready and placed on the stove: "Go and take it to the division officers' mess."
Chen Zikun was in trouble and was embarrassed when he met Tan Haoming, but he had to bite the bullet and go.
Fortunately, when he arrived at the door of the canteen, an orderly from the division headquarters took the plate over.
The group of Guangxi officers did not leave until evening.
Wu Peifu personally sent them to the gate of the camp with a friendly attitude as if they were friendly troops.
Chen Zikun saw this and made a plan in his mind.
The generals of the Guangxi Army and the Hunan Army came to Wu Peifu's division headquarters as a guest. , the two parties are so close that they may have reached some kind of agreement.
From this point of view, the possibility of the Third Division continuing to move south is almost zero.
If it does not respect Beijing's orders, military pay will definitely be choked.
Wu Peifu's 1st Division, 4th Brigade and 30,000 guns are not supported by a small Hengyang.
It rises, so if it is not going south, it means going north.
If we advance north, we will first encounter Hunan Governor Zhang Jingyao's 7th Army Division.
After the 7th Division entered Changsha, it expanded its army aggressively, with a total of 70,000 guns.
Although its combat effectiveness is low, it is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Even if it is solved The Seventh Division, with countless troops still entrenched on the way back to Hebei, went through untold hardships and reached the gates of Beijing.
It faced the participating troops compiled and trained by Xu Shuzheng.
It was a strong army, ranging from strength to equipment.
Win the third division.
This battle is not easy to fight.
Chen Zikun was lying on the Datong bunk, staring at the roof and unable to sleep.
All around him were the sounds of snoring, grinding teeth and talking in his sleep.
The smell of smelly feet filled his nostrils, which reminded him of the days when he was a horse thief in Kanto.
The same was true for his brothers.
He usually lies on the kang and sleeps.
"Big man Chen, what are you thinking about when you can't sleep?
Do you miss your wife?"
Wang Degui asked from the side.
Chen Zikun chuckled: "Old Wang, I don't have a wife, how about you?"
Lao Wangtou put his hands under his head and looked at the roof blankly and said: "If you want to marry a wife as a soldier, it is not a dream.
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Even if you get married, you will be left a widow.
What's the point."
Chen Zikun said: "After the war, won't you go home and get a wife?"
Wang Degui sighed: "This battle will never end.
From the Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China, the war became more and more chaotic.
Go to sleep.
Tomorrow the cooking team will have to go to the school yard for exercises."
Chen Zikun's heart trembled.
Lao Wangtou was even sharper than him and had already realized that a war was imminent.
Sure enough, the next morning, an adjutant from the division headquarters came to convey the order.
The cooking class followed the division headquarters guard battalion for drills, and no leave was allowed except for those who were sick.
The atmosphere in the military camp also became tense.
Even the cooking squad fired guns.
Chen Zikun received an old Hanyang-made sleeve.
The blue color on the barrel was all gone, and the mottled metal parts were soaked with sweat oil.
The wooden butt of the gun was dull and stained with dirt.
Chen Zikun pulled the trigger and took a look.
It was completely covered with rust.
"Old Wang, this gun is older than me and cannot be used."
Chen Zikun complained.
Wang Degui glared: "You don't know how to shoot, so giving you a good gun is a waste."
Chen Zikun said in his heart that when I get to the shooting range, I will show you my hand again.
The shooting training was not carried out until seven days later.
Before that, it was all queue drills.
In Lao Wang's words, the most important discipline in marching and fighting is that only soldiers who have practiced foot drills are real soldiers.
Otherwise, they are no different from bandits.
Chen Zikun's face heated up when he said this.
He was used to being free and undisciplined, and he was really not used to this kind of training.
For this, he was often scolded by the officers.
However, he learned quickly, and in a few days he was already a model in the cooking class. .
On the seventh day, the cooking class and the guard battalion went to the shooting range together.
Soldiers from the munitions department brought several large wooden boxes with the words "Guangdong Arsenal" printed on them.
Orange seventy-nine caliber bullets.
The soldiers in Beiyang actually used bullets from Guangdong.
It seemed that this battle would definitely be fought in the north.
Chen Zikun knew that he had guessed correctly.
Each person received five rounds of bullets.
Wang Degui personally taught Chen Zikun how to use a gun.
Chen Zikun followed suit and pretended to follow.
His heart was itching like a cat scratching his head.
After finally waiting for him to finish, he lay on the ground with great momentum, aimed at the target in the distance and fired. .
Five shots were fired in a row, and the soldier who reported the target in the distance raised a small red flag and waved it to indicate that all the targets were missed.
Chen Zikun was dumbfounded.
He wanted to show off his skills, but he was embarrassed.
But Wang Degui didn't laugh at him, he just kicked his butt and said, "Okay, get up, your posture is pretty good."
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Chen Zikun scratched his head: "What's going on?
It all missed the target."
Wang Degui curled his lips: "The rifling is smoothed, and the bullet can fly sideways when it comes out of the muzzle.
It would be amazing if it really hits the target."
Chen Zikun said: "Isn't this gun just a fire stick?
What should we do when the enemy comes?"
Wang Degui said: "It's really time for the division headquarters' cooking class to go into battle.
The battle will have been lost already.
Okay, don't lie down and show your butt."
Chen Zikun hurriedly got up, and just in time, a soldier from the guard camp came over dragging a large wooden box with foreign codes printed on it.
He smashed it open with an axe, pushing aside the messy shavings, revealing a majestic water machine gun with a thick water-cooled sleeve.
There are longitudinal ribs, which look different from the water machine guns commonly seen in the army.
The soldiers on the shooting range came over to watch the fun when they had nothing to do.
The Qiu Ba from the machine gun company of the guard camp were very proud of themselves.
They quickly assembled the machine gun barrel tripod and loaded the bullet belt.
However, there was still a pipe and a tube left in the box.
There was a tin box, and they didn't know where to put it.
They scratched their heads and scratched their heads anxiously, and the soldiers who were watching the fun all laughed with gloating.
This heavy machine gun is a British product bought by the brothers of the 3rd Division through frugality and savings.
The price is frighteningly expensive.
If you can't install it, how can you explain it to the commander?
The company commanders and platoon leaders of the machine gun company are also on board.
After tinkering for a long time, I still couldn't figure out what was going on with this thing, and everyone was sweating anxiously.
The soldiers were all illiterate and couldn't read a word.
The company commanders and platoon leaders were just officers from the cadet company.
Even the students from the Baoding Lecture Hall had never learned how to assemble a heavy machine gun.
While everyone was scratching their heads, a recruit from the cooking class, Danzi, raised his hand high and said, "Sir, the pipe is attached to the sleeve and the box is filled with water."
In Chen Zikun's other hand hidden behind his back, he held an English instruction manual covered with shoe prints: