The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

Chapter 170 Military Academy

Boys aged sixteen or seventeen are in the period of growing up, especially getting rid of all kinds of bad habits. They get up early every day and follow the troops to do drill training, boxing, horse riding, shooting, etc. They are no longer the weak young men.

"What? You don't grow, so you don't allow me to grow?"

He raised his hand and punched him on the shoulder, knocking the young man, who was half a head shorter than him, back two or three steps.

"Hey Jiang Feilan, are you serious?"

Zhang Hanqing laughed angrily, turned around and fought back, but the fight between the two inevitably dragged down Xuecheng who was standing beside him, and he grimaced in pain and almost fell down.

Jiang Cheng turned around nervously and helped him up: The last time Rong Shihong rushed to the Hai family's ancestral home, Zhang Zhuqing bravely acted as the vanguard to save the kidnapped Hai Huixin...

During the scuffle with the man named Rong, a gunshot was heard and a bullet passed by his side. He had to recuperate for more than three months. Even now, he can only attend academic courses at the Military Academy and has never received any practical training.

"It's okay, it's okay. It just revived your old injuries."

Even so, his face was still as pale as paper. "Feilan, you and Pingchuan are back to study. Did Huixin come back with you?"

Everyone knew that he liked Hai Huixin, but the Hai family father and son were not impressed by this unreliable person;

Jiang Cheng knew even more that he had become the head of the puppet army after September 918, and was by no means a reliable person to be entrusted with his life.

"No, I came back to Pingchuan to study... Uncle Hai has to lead the troops in Daping Village, and it's not safe for her to stay in the ancestral home alone. Why bring her back?"

Jiang Cheng explained casually, and the assembly call sounded outside the barracks. Today there were three consecutive classes all in the subject area, so the schedule was quite tight.

"Stop chatting. I heard there will be an exam around Laba Festival. It would be embarrassing if those who fail are expelled from school. Hurry up and go to class..."

Yang Yucheng spoke at this time. The chaos in the barracks did not interrupt his study.

"You're still worried about the exam. You haven't been paying attention to it for the entire semester."

Having said that, Bao Yulin turned around, got his cotton jacket, books, paper and pen, and ran out.

At this moment, the students from each barracks were all lined up in an orderly manner and filed into the classroom. After several months of training and learning, they were no longer the disorderly and chaotic state they were when they first enrolled. This showed that their tactical instructor, Guo Guizi, was still an outstanding leader.

The first two classes were about weapons, and the third class was about terrain. After the instructor finished explaining the theory,

He also took out a schematic diagram of the Mongolian and Southern Song Dynasty Battle of Xiangfan, and used vivid and specific language to explain to the students the characteristics of a battleground that is crucial to military strategy.

Even though he had been a border guard in the 21st century, Jiang Cheng did not have the theoretical knowledge. Now, while it sounded new and interesting, he also felt that what he had learned in his life was insufficient.

To be an excellent commander, it is not enough to just be passionate and clever.

Especially since their Daping Village suffered a loss at the hands of the Japanese this time, Jiang Cheng and Hai Pingchuan made continuing their studies at the Military Academy their top priority.

The subjects in the afternoon were drills and shooting, and in the evening we had two additional running drills. By this time the temperature had already dropped to more than ten degrees below zero, but every student's clothes were still soaked with sweat.

This was the case for two months of study and training. The weather was getting colder, and because the Spring Festival was approaching, all the academic subjects in the first half of the year had to be completed in a hurry. The study workload was heavy, especially for Jiang Cheng and his three companions, who went to the interior to grab equipment, planned a wedding, laid out the layout of Daping Village, fought a battle with the Japanese, and so on, which delayed a lot of their studies.
After study and training, I still have to make up for the various subjects. I have to be busy until one or two o'clock every day, and even during the ten-day holiday I have to make up for the lessons.

The New Year's Eve examination was announced on the 21st day of the twelfth lunar month. In addition to the written test, shooting, marching drill and equestrianism were also tested.

Jiang Cheng had such a headache that he pulled Yang Yucheng to continue teaching the three of them - this guy who had just returned from studying abroad had some outstanding qualities. He had summed up a lot of regular memorization methods for learning objectives, and was more than capable of coping with the exams.

On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, it snowed heavily, and the snow in Fengtian became three times thicker. The cotton-padded military uniforms we wore could not withstand the snow, and every student's face was cracked by the wind and snow.

The temperature dropped sharply in the examination room, and it was so cold that even the pens stopped writing.

After quickly answering the questions and having lunch, Guo Maochen and several officers led them to the large playground.

More than 200 students had to take the exam in batches at the same time. Jiang Cheng and his classmates were assigned to the second group to take the equestrian assessment.

The test subject is that each person rides a war horse over several obstacles, and then shoots at a target paper on horseback. The average score must not be lower than 8 rings.

In more than half a year, Jiang Cheng mastered the skills with Hai Pingchuan, and he could even perform difficult moves like "hiding in the stirrup".
The current exam subjects were simply too easy for him.

After passing the test easily, Jiang Cheng lined up on the side of qualified students and waited: but there were still two students who failed the test and were directly suspended.

You must pass two of the three practical exams, otherwise you will be expelled regardless of your written exam results.

The two dark-skinned students were extremely nervous, fearing that they would be judged as unqualified again and be expelled directly.

The marching subject involves running and completing movements while listening to slogans, which is considered the easiest item in the practical exam. All students of the first phase of the Military Academy passed the exam.

The next shooting test is not just about target shooting, because horse riding also involves shooting skills. This test also requires disassembling rifles, three people in a group to coordinate the configuration of machine gun positions, and throwing grenades:

The basket was set up more than thirty steps away, and the wooden-handled grenades in their hands had the gunpowder removed in advance and were filled with sand.

This thing tests both arm strength and accuracy, and is quite difficult. The basket is only one meter in diameter, and it is not easy to throw it in. Many people failed after three chances.

There were seven students who failed the practical exam, and Guo Maochen registered for all of them. As for whether the hall master Zhang Zuoxiang would give them a chance to retake the exam, that was another matter.

Finally, all the exams were finished, and when Jiang Cheng returned to the barracks, he just wanted to sleep - he had been studying until very late every day during this period, without even a day off, and he was about to give up.

"Hey, why did you come back alone? Where are my brothers?"

Xuecheng was exempted from the practical exam due to a gunshot wound. As soon as he entered the room, he looked up at Jiang Cheng, who was lying on the kang, and walked up to him and slapped his leg.

"Oh my brother, please forgive me. I've been taking exams for a whole day and I'm almost dead tired!"

Jiang Cheng closed his eyes and smiled bitterly, complaining, "I don't know where they went. I was so tired that I ran back first... I say, good brother, if you feel sorry for your brothers, I will bring a basin of hot water. Let's soak our feet and relieve our fatigue."

Zhang Zhuqing opened his mouth and cursed: "Go to hell, I'm still bringing you water to wash your feet, who are you? Do you think I'm a servant?"

(End of this chapter)