Chapter 48 Why Fight the Japs
the next day.
It was a little after five in the morning.
“Beep! Beep!—”
A shrill whistle broke the tranquility of Camel Ridge, and then Yang Lin's thunderous call was heard from outside the barracks, "Wake up, get up, get up quickly! Emergency assembly!"
Soon after, several dogs in the village started barking wildly .
All the soldiers were awakened from their sleep, followed by a noisy sound and chaotic footsteps.
After a long while, the soldiers from each company of the independent battalion gathered in the training ground at the back mountain. The formation was very messy, and everyone was confused by Yang Lin's unconventional training method.
Yang Lin looked gloomily at the soldiers in front of him who were in chaos like a mob.
As expected, at the first morning assembly since the establishment of the independent battalion, almost half of the soldiers exceeded the stipulated time.
Many soldiers from the original garrison and cavalry battalions were used to being lazy, and they were not even as efficient as the new recruits.
"Damn it! Are you all bastards? I was very disappointed with the morning assembly today.
Look at your ranks again, they are a mess, just like a mob, do you look like a regular army at all?"
After a pause, Yang Lin continued to scold: "Today is the first time, I can let it go; if the assembly goes over time again or if there is such a panic again tomorrow, you will be severely punished!"
After a pause, Yang Lin scanned the area with a hawk-like sharp gaze, and then continued, "From now on, the whistle will be used as the signal for morning exercises, and the time limit is 8 minutes. If anyone exceeds the time limit, don't blame me for being rude!"
Seeing that all the soldiers in the field dared not say a word, Yang Lin nodded with a little satisfaction: "Many of you have been soldiers before joining the independent battalion, but I must tell you one thing, the training subjects and training plans I have formulated are quite different from your previous training."
"This may make you feel a little uncomfortable."
"But all of you must get used to everything as soon as possible!"
"Because this is not your original unit, this is an independent battalion, and I have the final say here!"
"You just need to obey, unconditionally obey!"
"Of course, I will lead by example and personally lead you in training!"
The timer set by Yang Lin for the morning assembly was only 8 minutes. According to the requirements of the Perfect Infantry Training Manual, the troops had to complete a series of activities including getting up, getting dressed, organizing equipment, lining up, and setting off within 5 minutes for an emergency assembly to be considered qualified.
Yang Lin gave 3 more minutes, not because he was kind, but because it was about 3 minutes' walk from the camp to the training ground in the back mountain.
"Now listen to my orders. Everyone turn right. The platoon leaders of each company will lead the team to cross-country for 5 kilometers along the route I specify. Those who can complete it within the specified time will be rewarded with 1 dollar and a meal with braised pork. Those who fail to complete it will not have a meal today!"
Yang Lin knew very well that if you want a horse to run, you must let it eat grass. Therefore, in order to improve the combat quality of the soldiers in the independent battalion in the shortest time, he specially formulated a reward and punishment mechanism.
After saying that, Yang Lin took the lead and ran out of the training ground.
Running is the best way to train endurance, especially in this era when transportation is extremely underdeveloped and most railways and roads are controlled by the Japanese.
The independent battalion often has to rely on foot when marching, so Yang Lin pays special attention to the off-road capabilities of the troops.
In addition, weighted cross-country running is also one of the most important training subjects for later troops.
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After running 5 kilometers, except for some soldiers with better physical fitness, most of the soldiers were exhausted and panting and sweating profusely.
Some soldiers even collapsed directly on the training ground.
However, as Yang Lin's gaze swept over them, they hurriedly got up from the ground.
Looking at the soldiers who were exhausted like dogs, Yang Lin knew that this was normal. After about a week of training, this phenomenon would be improved to a certain extent.
After one month of training, almost all the soldiers will be qualified.
Yang Lin waited for a moment, and let the soldiers take a breath. Then he raised the homemade megaphone in his hand and asked loudly, "Brothers, are you tired?"
"tired!"
Everyone answered in unison.
I'm more than tired, I'm almost exhausted.
"It's okay to be tired. Comfort is for the dead!"
Yang Lin suddenly shouted: "My independent battalion can give you the highest military pay and can also guarantee that you can eat meat every day, but you must also be prepared to endure hardships!"
"Sweat more in peacetime, bleed less on the battlefield!"
"If we can improve our physical fitness, we can pursue the victory. Even if we lose, we have to retreat, and the Japanese can't catch up with us."
"Hahaha!"
Hearing this, some soldiers couldn't help laughing out loud, but when they thought about it carefully, it seemed to be true.
Yang Lin glanced around and the audience immediately returned to silence.
“No matter if you were an ordinary soldier or a farmer, no matter if you were a rich young man or a beggar begging on the street, here, in our independent camp, you all have the same status.
We are all glorious anti-Japanese soldiers! Did you hear that clearly? "
"Hear clearly..." all the soldiers shouted loudly.
"Louder, you have to answer 'I heard you clearly, Captain!'"
"I hear you clearly, Battalion Commander!" everyone shouted in unison.
"Damn it, haven't you eaten yet? Or are you all women?" Yang Lin stood tall and motionless, staring at the soldiers in front of him with eyes as sharp as an eagle's.
"Listen carefully, Battalion Commander!" The deafening roars gathered into one and soared into the sky.
The birds on the mountain not far away were frightened and fled, screaming and flapping their wings.
"Good! That's the kind of momentum we need! Remember, the bravest of two will win when two meet on a narrow road! No matter when, where, or under what circumstances, our brothers in the independent battalion must maintain this kind of momentum that no one else can do it but us."
Yang Lin's voice was high-pitched and penetrating, like a sledgehammer hitting everyone's heart, deafening.
The entire training ground immediately became silent, and even some soldiers who were originally gasping for breath tried their best to control themselves.
They all raised their heads and looked at Yang Lin, but when their eyes met Yang Lin's sharp gaze, they couldn't help but shudder.
Subconsciously, they lowered their eyes and dared not look at them. The originally messy formation gradually became neat and tidy.
Then, Yang Lin asked again: "I want to know why you joined my independent camp?"
"Kill the Japanese!" Everyone on the training ground shouted excitedly.
Yang Lin glanced at them sharply and continued to ask, "Then why did you want to fight the devils?"
