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Chapter 30: The Nanyuan School is Busy with Soldiers

"Military academy is like a cradle for cultivating military spirit of martial arts.^^"

Unlike any country, for China, China's military system is undoubtedly chaotic. This chaos began with the suppression of "disasters", and the regiment training was related to the rise of the Han Governor. Since then, the Qing Dynasty was trapped in the open and secret struggle between the central government and the Han Governor. The reason why the Han Governor influenced and changed this country in the 60 years of the late Qing Dynasty originated from the regiment training armed forces they mastered. Then, in order to fight against the Xianghuai Group, the Qing Dynasty supported governors like Zhang Zhidong and Yuan Shikai, and they also organized troops. In the end, it was these local officials who organized new troops that destroyed the Qing Dynasty and established the Republic of China.

Since the late Qing Dynasty, the army was local and governor. This situation has not only not changed until the Republic of China, but it has even become increasingly fierce. After the rise of the Xinhai Army, local provinces have established provincial troops based on the basis of the new army. The revolutionary army of the southern provinces and the governors of the provinces are even more semi-independent as warlords. Yuan Shikai in the north took the new army of the Beiyang Five Towns, which suffered heavy damage during the Xinhai Army, and organized the Central Army. As a result, the military sequence of the Central Army and local provincial troops appeared in the Republic of China.

This is true for the army, and in the training of the soul of the army, the same is true for the training of officers. Although the name of the Baoding Army Officer School is the highest military academy of the Central Army, there are military lecture halls in China, especially in the southwestern provinces, which are used to train provincial military officers. In some provinces where there is no military lecture hall, disguised officer training schools are also set up to ensure the supplement of officers. Just like the Jiangsu Army, although there is no military officer school in name, it has an army officer teaching team in Nanjing. One of the ultimate goals of such an open or secret officer training system is to turn the army into private.

It is under this situation that under the leadership of Yuan Shikai, an extremely alternative military officer training system emerged - the Army Model Corps, aiming to train a team of officers loyal to the "country", a non-commissioned officer team. But... this is only on the official side.

For the old Beiyang generals, they all knew clearly that the model officers was a new Ban clan that Yuan Shikai had created in order to get rid of them. In fact, it was precisely because Yuan Shikai realized that the generals of Beiyang were no longer obeying him as before. In particular, Duan Qirui, who was in charge of military power, became increasingly domineering and held self-respecting troops. After the continuous advocacy of Yuan Keding and others who opposed Duan, Yuan Shikai was determined to start cultivating a military command system that could be loyal to his own, "cultivate generals and train personal troops." Yuan Shikai originally planned to establish an army mixed model division with the nature of the Imperial Guards, but later changed to an army mixed model regiment that trains officers, which was affiliated with the office of the Grand Marshal of the Navy and Army.

Originally, according to Yuan Shikai's idea, the eldest son Yuan Keding should be the leader of the group. Finally, under Duan Qirui's opposition, he was appointed as the chief of the Grand Marshal and the leader of the regiment, and Chen Guangyuan, who was once the garrison commander of Chifeng, was appointed as deputy, Wang Shizhen, Yuan Keding, Zhang Jingyao and others as clerks.

After the first phase of the model officers, he started the second phase. Although he failed to make his eldest son the leader this time, he also found the position of deputy commander for the eldest son. Although it is well known in China that the model regiment is the foundation of the border defense force, it is well known to the world that the border defense force will eventually be included in the war army. Therefore, any officer who joined this model regiment understands that they will represent the Chinese team in Europe for the first time soon to fight against Germany, the world's first-class army power!

"The first achievement of national history! China will be called Changxiong from now on!"

"Expedition to Europe, praise my great Han power!"

On the walls of the Red Room Army Camp in Nanyuan, you can see white circles, black paper and white slogans everywhere. These slogans are everywhere, and they are always not here to remind everyone here of the mission they are about to undertake...

And the tense atmosphere here can be felt from dawn to dark.

Every morning, the shouts of commands were practiced on the coaching ground of Nanyuan Military Camp, and the students of the Model Group conducted various military training, real swords and guns: five kilometers of cross-country, two hundred meters of obstacles, assassination, bomb drops, shooting, etc. The coaching ground was leaping and leaping every day. It was dark, and there were still people practicing shooting in the dark, aiming at incense heads, and aiming at the lights of the city outside the yard.

Even Sunday is no exception. Everyone here understands that their training here will directly affect whether they can survive in the cruel European battlefield in the future and whether they can return from Europe alive. "What are the five major technologies!"

On the training ground, an officer shouted loudly to face more than ten non-commissioned officers in front of him, and then his eyes moved towards a non-commissioned officer.

"Liang Mantou, come out of the line!"

"Report to the sir!"

The one who came out was a strong man who was 1.8 meters tall. His voice was filled with a strong Shandong accent. Shandong was small and there were many people. Since the late Qing Dynasty, all provinces liked to recruit soldiers in Shandong, and countless Shandong people went to join the army for a meal.

"Five items are shot, bomb drop, assassination, blasting and civil engineering. These are the five most basic skills of each infantry. They are both necessary for the battlefield and for soldiers; every infantry must know!"

The non-commissioned officer's answer made Ma Siqin very satisfied.

"Maybe, you will say that you are non-commissioned officers, now you are corporals, sergeants, and sergeants. When the model unites, you will become squad leader, platoon leader, and the backbone of an army. Therefore, you can't do it alone, and you must be "strong" and "strong", you have to practice every day. As you practice, your own feelings will be different." Ma Siqin shouted loudly. He was born in the Jiangsu Army and inherited some of the habits of the Jiangsu Army.

Some of the habits of the Soviet Army came from those non-commissioned officers, some were passed down from the Prime Minister, and some were passed down from the German army. In short, the Jiangsu Army attached great importance to some Western countries. "What is "strong"? It means that the water rises and the ship is high, and you are hard? There are also those who are harder than you. In the army, what is compared is hardness, and what is compared is ability. No one looks down on anyone's ability. Therefore, as the backbone of the army, you must be stronger than ordinary soldiers and need deep practice.

As soon as the words fell, Ma Siqin lifted the rifle in his right hand and shouted at Liang Mantou.

"Liang Mantou! Ma Pengju, come out!"

"have!"

"Assassination One-on-Two Training!"

"yes……"

Minutes later, in front of the fifteen non-commissioned officers, among the fifteen non-commissioned officers, Ma Pengju and Liang Mantou, were wearing thin non-standard protective gear, holding rifles, and the three of them were several meters apart, with guns at forty-five degrees, looking at each other. Their actions attracted the attention of the surroundings.

For these soldiers who carried out closed camp training at the request of German instructors, they had almost no entertainment activities. For them, the only entertainment activities were daily training, especially assassination training, because it was particularly exciting.

Assassination and confrontation training is a face-to-face battle training for two soldiers. Both sides are wearing special protective gear, head guard, and iron protective net on their faces. They can't see each other's face clearly. They hold special wooden guns in ancient military uniforms, like warriors in military uniforms, and are extremely powerful. Whoever shoots the first shot of the opponent's chest is the winner.

The assassination confrontation is particularly fierce, with tit-for-tat, dragons and tigers leaping, and killing sounds like thunder. When a master appears, it is often a fierce battle of more than ten seconds at most. Suddenly, I don’t know who stabbed the opponent in the first shot. One shot was shot. The referee stopped and the opponent was finished. The fierce confrontation came to an abrupt end. The victory and loss were clear. The adults said that on the battlefield, it was like this. When the head-on fight, who was harder, stabbed the opponent to death with one shot. It was unambiguous. However, in the Nanyuan Military Camp, people knew that there was a madman in the third team of the Fourth Squadron of the Sixth Brigade. His assassination training was different from other people. It can be said that his protective gear was very simple, a double-layer cowhide chest guard and leggings. There was nothing else. There was no need to assassinate the wooden gun, but a real gun. The only difference was that the real gun was covered with a scabbard...

Therefore, in terms of stimulation, it is far and even ordinary training.

"The Ma Crazy Horse is performing one-on-two!"

As soon as the news came, it immediately attracted the officers and non-commissioned officers on the training ground. Those who were resting ran towards the location of the third team, and the officers who were training also ordered disbanding and ordered everyone to go to observe and study.

Ma Crazy's bayonet is famous throughout Nanyuan.

The bayonet is the courage of a soldier. Ma Crazy Ma has always told everyone this. Some people say that he had fought with Qingdao and the Japanese army and was deeply impressed by the Japanese army's gun and sword skills. He even used a gun to force Japanese prisoners to stab him. If he could not defeat him, he would shoot him to learn his gun and sword skills. However, no one knows whether this is true or not. No one is pursuing it here, so he considers it. In any case, soldiers always admire the soldiers who are of excellent quality, especially these young officers who are generally 23 or 24 years old who are not polluted by society.

"What's going on there?"

Yuan Keding, who had just returned to the Nanyuan Military Camp, saw that people were gathering in a bunch of people on the training ground. He asked the adjutant curiously. Nanyuan Military Camp was an old military camp in the former Qing Dynasty, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people. There were six training grounds alone. In addition, Yuan Keding rarely asked about anything. To be precise, because of the psychological inferiority caused by lame legs, he spent most of his time in the military camp "asking about the cold and well-being" and did not know much about the things in the camp.

When the car stopped, although it was a hundred meters away, Yuan Keding could still hear a burst of "kill" sound, which only made everyone's heart sway.

"Sir, the sound of this should be that Ma Crazy Ma demonstrates spear stabbing skills. Everyone is watching!"

Zhang Boqiu quickly replied that he had heard of Ma Crazy Ma, but he had never had the chance to watch it. Seeing that the eldest son seemed to be a little suspicious, he took the initiative to propose.

"The spear stabbing technique is to fight a bayonet. I wonder if the eldest son is interested in taking a look!"

Fighting a bayonet?

Listening to these three words, Yuan Keding thought of what a Japanese officer who had served as an advisor in the Beiyang Army said, the Qing Dynasty team only needed a bayonet to charge to defeat him. Seeing someone practicing thorns, he naturally became interested.

"Go, go and have a look..."

As he said that, Yuan Keding got out of the car and walked towards the crowd with a little lame. When he walked, Jiang Baili, who had learned that the eldest son had returned, went straight to the training ground and quickly said goodbye to the German teachers and rushed over. When he ran to the place, he only heard a scream from the crowd, followed by another cheer and applause.

What's going on!

After the crowd moved aside, Jiang Fangzhen saw the eldest son standing in the front row clapping with a slightly red face. In the open space among the crowd, two soldiers wearing leather vests were covering their chests, and were being helped up with pain. When they looked at the weapons in their hands, Jiang Fangzhen immediately understood. Before he could pull his face down, he saw the eldest son walking towards him and saying.

"Brother Baili, it's a pity that you didn't watch. This Captain Ma's stabbing technique is really great! You should take a look..."

The eldest son said this. Jiang Baili's face was stern. He always heard about Ma Crazy. At first, he heard that he was not interested in assassinating with real guns. He had seen him in Japan. But like him, he almost had no protective gear, but he had assassinated with real guns. This was the first time he saw it.

"Captain Ma"

"have!"

When he saw the regiment commander calling him, Ma Siqin hurriedly carried the gun and ran to the regiment commander, and set off the gun and performed the ceremony of holding the gun.

"Why practice using real guns to sting!"

"Return to the commander, the wooden spear is too light and the soldiers cannot control the feel!"

"Then why don't you use protective gear?"

"The purpose of assassination is to use guns to assassinate the enemy on the battlefield. The spear stabbing technique is the courage of a soldier. Use spear stabbing technique to train the soul of a soldier. If he does not know the pain, he does not know how to advance. If he knows pain, he knows how to advance! In this way, the courage and soul of a soldier can be achieved!"...

Seeing that the superior's face looked extremely ugly, Ma Siqin hurriedly added.

"Sir, the courage of a soldier lies in his daring to see the bayonet!"

One sentence made Jiang Baili and the people around him stunned Jiang Baili looked at the one in front of him, and vaguely remembered that this sentence seemed to be the creed of the Jiangsu Army. He thought that the person in front of him was always neutral in the open and secret struggle between the two sides of the palace and the court. Seeing him answering this, Jiang Fang nodded and then said.

"Since that's the case, I think your soldiers should have the courage of a soldier!"

"When I go back to the chief, I dare not say that I have already prepared it, but it has indeed been established!"

Jiang Fangzhen snorted coldly but said to Zhang Boju, the captain of the Sixth Brigade.

"Captain Sixth Team, draw a small team to see Captain Ma's courage!"

"yes!"

A few minutes later, on the central training ground of Nanyuan Military Camp, the commanders of the model regiment stood at the reviewing stand, and they looked majestic and looked majestic. Under the autumn sun of the capital, their military appearance was neat and elegant. Thousands of students present lined up neatly. The whole audience was silent. Everyone was sweating profusely under the scorching sun, and they were all motionless.

In the open space in the center, seventeen people led by Ma Siqin were divided into two rows with guns two meters apart, while Ma Siqin stood at the center of the team. He looked at the stage and then at the familiar faces in the queue. They were his comrades. At this time, there was a hint of worry on their faces without exception.

It's not easy to show off!

Looking at the friend in the central government, Song Shimao shook his head in his heart.

"Get the bayonet!"

With a long roar, sixteen people were bayonetized at the same time, accompanied by the sound of the locking of the bayonet. Sixteen sharp bayonets were on the tip of the non-commissioned officers. None of the sixteen people were wearing protective gear, but were wearing brown long-sleeved military uniforms. They stood facing it with a calm expression and could not see any slight turbulence.

"Practice the spear stabbing technique!"

The voice was lengthened, and at the end, Ma Siqin almost roared out the last two words.

"Catch the gun!"

The sixteen bayonets on the bayonets faced each other forty-five degrees. The moment the bayonet faced the bayonet, even Jiang Fangzhen's heart trembled. At this moment, he finally understood why Ma Siqin said that they were no matches when Zhang Boju pulled out a team of people. The reason was very simple. When facing the bayonet, people had an instinctive fear. They really had to face the bayonet. For ordinary people, they just needed to stumbling the bayonet and push the tip of the knife directly in front of them. They immediately felt strong dizziness, and their backs were cold. The person was immediately drained, and the sweat all over their bodies was "brushed".

What Ma Siqin said, "If you want to see the courage of a soldier, you can do it by the third team itself! If the commander still has any objections, another team will come up to fight with him!"

When the bayonet was facing each other, sweat broke out in the palms of almost all the onlookers.

"Step...sting!"

The moment the heart-shaking roar sounded, sixteen bursting roars burst out from the voices of the sixteen soldiers.

"kill!"

The moment many people closed their eyes, the bayonet at the gun head dragged the white light directly into each other's eyes, less than an inch away.

"Oh my god..."

Like many people, Yuan Keding also shouted. Although the bayonet was not pressing against his nose, his heart still felt cold. The previous stimulating spear technique was simply a pediatrician compared to this.

"Left blocking the stab..."

"Bang...kill..."

"Right blocking the stab..."

"Bang...kill..."

"Step thorn..."

In the next three minutes, all the hearts were raised in their throats, and Jiang Fangzhen involuntarily took a step forward to make himself see more clearly. Those people never hesitate about their movements. The bayonet always stopped at the last moment. He could even vaguely see that sometimes the tip of the bayonet would pierce into the other party's body, but they seemed to have no feeling as if they continued to practice the so-called spear stabbing technique with Ma Siqin's command.

"Collapse the gun!"

Finally, the short sixteen-style thirty-two-tip technique of stabbing the gun was over with Ma Siqin's command. The sixteen people quickly retreated and lined up again. Jiang Fangzhen, who could no longer control himself, jumped off the stage and walked towards the soldiers, walked closer, and stood in front of Liang Mantou, who had been fighting with Ma Siqin before. Jiang Fangzhen frowned.

"Take off your military uniform!"

"yes!"

As soon as he took off his military uniform, everyone took a breath. Yuan Keding felt his scalp numb. The big man's chest was covered with bruises. It was obvious that the bruises were left after the assassination training in the past. After careful observation of the rifle in his hand, he noticed that a round cap was stuck at the tip of his knife, which seemed to avoid assassination. It seemed that Ma Crazy Ma was not really crazy!

Nodded in his heart, and saw the bruises on the soldier's ribs, Jiang Fangzhen pointed at the question.

"What's going on!"
Chapter completed!
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