The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 129 "Devil" Training

The two of them were shocked at the same time because of his words: "Master Jiang, what do you mean?"

"We followed the old leader when he was still alive. We didn't..."

Before they could finish their words, Jiang Cheng interrupted them impatiently: "Come on, stop playing dumb in front of me!"

"You two think I can't see... The captain's wound has been sprayed with gold juice. Chunchun is planning to kill him!"

The so-called golden juice is what is called "shit and urine" in ancient times.

In ancient times, during wars, some people would apply this substance to weapons. This substance is dirty and carries many parasites. Nine out of ten wounds would become seriously infected and rotten.

In an era when medical conditions were relatively backward, this could be fatal!
No matter how poor the medical skills of the two military doctors are, they still have basic common sense.

Upon hearing his words, the two of them became anxious at the same time: "Master Jiang, you have wronged us... Even if we don't want our lives anymore, we dare not murder the leader!"

"Yes! The old captain saved our lives, how could he cheat the young master?"

Judging from their actions and expressions, it doesn't seem like they are pretending.

"But apart from you two, who else directly touched the captain's wound?"

Jiang Cheng's words were still aggressive, "Who else could it be?"

Having said that, the two of them knelt on the ground at the same time and swore to Jiang Cheng, making all kinds of tragic and heroic vows.

Jiang Cheng frowned and was about to continue asking questions when he heard Cai Yuanzong on the bed groan twice and said with difficulty: "Feilan, stop talking! It's not them..."

"Uncles, please go back and have a rest first."

As soon as these words were spoken, the two of them felt as if they had been granted amnesty. They stood up and trotted away.

Jiang Cheng shouted to the two men, "Remember to get some medicine tomorrow morning." He then walked up to them, held their hands, and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Cai Yuanzong smiled at him with great effort: "My life is saved, right? It's all thanks to you..."

He took a few breaths to calm himself down, "It seems that there are people in this clan who want to kill me."

Looking back at his bitter smile, Jiang Cheng gently patted him on the shoulder twice: "Have you figured out what's going on?"

Cai Junheng had just died, and all kinds of monsters and demons appeared——

Whether he beats Cai Gou'er today, or practices his thick black skills... Dapingzhuang is definitely not a peaceful and calm place.

There will be calculations, and dangers will inevitably follow.

"But... that's me..."

Still a little uncertain, Cai Yuanzong finally shook his head and smiled, "Feilan, how could my Cai family deserve your assistance... I was so blinded by my own greed that I almost believed them."

At this point, he lowered his eyelids silently, "Pingzhi, that's my unmarried daughter-in-law!"

"She came to see me after I was injured... and she said she had some family ointment to apply on me."

"But it smelled weird to me. Cough, cough, cough! And after I applied it, it became more and more painful at night."

The truth came out, it turned out that it was his fiancée who was trying to kill him.

The purpose is self-evident, and it should be to seize power.

But looking at the bitterness on his face, it seems that the girl named Pingzhi has a complicated background.

Shaking his head slightly, Jiang Cheng said calmly: "You should know that not all girls in this world are Xiaojuan..." "Of course, not all families are as trustworthy as the Jiang family and the Hai family."

Nodding silently, Cai Yuanzong's blurry pupils began to shrink gradually, and soon gathered into a sharp point.

"I have counted Feilan——"

"Leave this matter to me! I will shut up those who scheme against each other and try to sow discord."

He suddenly made up his mind and said, "From now on, our 2nd Regiment will have to rely on our brothers' unity."

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The three of them successfully returned to Beidaying early in the morning, just in time to finish the morning training run. The two hundred or so people were almost all sweating and exhausted, with only a few still in good spirits.

It turned out that the devilish training began the day after they left:

In addition to endless running, frog jumps, squats and crawling, there are also a lot of queue training subjects.

The students were so tired that they couldn't even hold the chopsticks when eating. After dinner, even Bao Yulin, who had the least masculine temperament, didn't care about hygiene. He didn't even bother to take off his shoes and just fell asleep.

So the three of us escaped a disaster?
No, it’s obvious that you can escape on the first day, but you can’t escape on the fifteenth!

"What are you three looking at?"

Song Zhenglin, the instructor in charge of this drill, glared back at them, "Why don't you hurry up and join the formation?"

The three did not dare to delay. They stood at attention, saluted, and trotted into the team.

Jiang Cheng looked around as quickly as possible: except for Zhang Hanqing, his younger brothers were all there:
The young man's injury should have healed long ago, and I guess he didn't want to participate in such severe queue training.

While thinking about this, Song Zhenglin took them straight to the cafeteria for lunch.

In the past, Beidaying did not have a unified dining place. The cooks would at most set up a few large pots to store rice, and the soldiers would eat on the spot or go back to the barracks.

Since the Marshal took over, he felt that this method was too crude... He hired bricklayers to build a unified canteen on the vacant land.

Once the conditions are created, military discipline will inevitably follow, such as neat formation and no waste, etc.
The new students of the Military Academy Officer Corps had their meal time extended by ten minutes, and they were not allowed to talk, make noises with their cutlery, smoke, or smack their lips, among other things.

My goodness, the rules for eating naked are more troublesome than those in modern military camps!
I sighed in my heart as the meal was served on the table. In addition to cornmeal porridge and coarse flour cakes, there were also pickled vegetables and stir-fried sweet potato leaves.

Seeing Wu Taixun grabbing a piece of cake and eating it with a sad face, Jiang Cheng held back his smile and drank the porridge from the bowl.

As for the conditions, he knew they couldn't be high, and it was good enough as long as he could have enough to eat.

As soon as ten minutes were up, Song Zhenglin blew the whistle and ordered all the students to stand up, then led them to the playground to start a full day of training.

The intensity was so high that even Jiang Cheng could not bear it, let alone Feng Yong and Bao Yulin, the other rich young men?
After a day of training, these big brothers started cursing as soon as they returned to the barracks, especially Zhang Zhuqing and Bao Yulin.

"Let me tell you, my father is really crazy. He actually wants me to go to such a school! If I can endure this hardship, why can't I endure it in Qiqihar?"

Zhang Zhuqing collapsed on the bunk bed with a "too" sound, and started to be aggressive with him: "Hey, you are Mr. Bao, you have never suffered such hardship in your life, right?"

"I don't want to play anymore! If it's not my father's idea, I don't want to come either."

Wu Taixun, who was pounding his legs and waist, also started to curse, "How long did Guizi Guo say it would take? I don't want to stay here for even a day."

Just as they were cursing, Yang Yucheng and Hai Pingchuan came back with two buckets of hot water: "Come on, guys, come and soak your feet in the hot water. It's very refreshing."

(End of this chapter)