Volume 1 Chapter 0058 Exercise
The time span was mid-August. Because we spanked a disobedient kid in the south, the Wenchangwei Militia Company conducted high-intensity training in this season with high temperatures, unlike previous years.
Militiamen are also soldiers. When the assembly call is blown, they have to put down everything in their hands and run to the assembly.
Those who need to put business aside should put it aside, and those who have not been running too far outside should be called back for training, training, and more training.
In Nan Yi's opinion, this training camp should be very targeted.
"The mines laid by the Soviet revisionists are becoming more and more complex. The mine-clearing techniques we have learned in the past are no longer sufficient to deal with them quickly. We are on a forced march and need to provide support to our friendly forces in trouble. There is no time to lose.
what should we do?
We can only use a very honorable yet cruel way of demining, using your body and your flesh and blood to detonate the mines.
In order to make your sacrifice more valuable, you must learn how to roll hard and fast. I will show you how to do it. Watch carefully and you will start practicing by following my example.
Roll, roll, roll, rolling in the mud, rolling in the gravel, rolling from a high place to the low place.
Mobile shooting training, three-person bamboo pole wall climbing training, tree climbing training...
Nan Yi has a high level of education and was selected as a communications militiaman. In addition to participating in the company's training, he also has to go to the commune to learn communications knowledge with other communications militiamen.
Now, Nan Yi has a new "comrade-in-arms" who is more precious than him.
In addition to learning professional knowledge, they also have to be trained on how to better protect their new comrade.
Holding a wooden frame filled with stones and weighing the same as two walkie-talkies as a walkie-talkie, they practiced swimming, long-distance running, and jumping, lying down, and rolling while moving.
If the "walkie-talkie" touches water or gets bumped, the user will be punished and have to undergo additional training.
The high-intensity training lasted for seven or eight days, and the Shajiaotou militia battalion also conducted an exercise - capturing an unnamed high ground.
"Watermelon, Watermelon, I'm Pumpkin, bearing number three, east 11, near 21, depression, enemy howitzer position, three rapid shots, fire."
"No need to correct it , let's do another round."
Nan Yi looked through the telescope at the so-called artillery position 150 meters away, where the words "howitzer position" were arranged with stones, and he was quite speechless.
It's too perfunctory. At least you have to put up a few wooden shelves to make it look presentable.
Fortunately, the fragmentation grenades that flew over were not perfunctory at all, but real shells. High-end training shells were not something that a militia battalion could equip.
Watching the artillery position being knocked down, Nan Yi continued to climb to the high ground, looking for other targets.
" Location number one, east 5, near 24, slope, machine gun position, three rapid shots... add 1 to the distance, another round..."
Several firing points were knocked out, and the militia companies of various production brigades waiting at the foot of the mountain, carrying their respective company flags, launched a charge towards the heights.
Nan Yi crawled into the foxhole he had dug in advance, bent over and hid inside to smoke.
You have to hide. The company is charging and there are also fire points that need to be eliminated. Who knows if you will be unlucky and a stray bullet will fly over.
Bang, bang, bang. After a few intermittent gunshots, deafening shouts of killing were heard outside.
When Nan Yi heard this, he realized that it was time to fight for the first place to reach the high ground and it was his time to take the stage. He quickly put out his cigarette, took out a piece of paper tied with a string from his pocket and hung it around his neck.
He crawled out of the foxhole, picked a cleaner spot, and lay down on the ground.
Xian Weimin, carrying the flag of Wenchangwei, was the first to rush to the top of the hill. He stuck the red flag into the ground and shouted while holding his gun.
"What the hell are you howling about? I don't see anyone."
"Nan Yi, what are you doing, lying on the ground."
"Nonsense, come over here and take a look. I'm a wounded man. Bring me a stretcher."
Xian Weimin walked to Nan Yi's side and saw the words "Injured" written on the piece of paper on his chest. He shouted angrily: "Yan Jiachan, the first prize is yours?"
"What? Are you disgusted? Hurry up, get a stretcher and carry me down the mountain." Nan Yi said unhappily.
The battalion commander of the militia battalion also had a bit of a bad taste. Before the exercise, he said that the first company to rush to the top of the hill would be rewarded. Who knew that before Nan Yilin set out, the battalion commander handed him a piece of paper that is now hanging around his neck.
"I don't dare."
"What are you talking about? Come and carry me here quickly. My aorta is injured. Ask the medical staff to stop the bleeding for me."
"Xian Zilin, come here quickly, there are injured people here."
As footsteps sounded, Xian Zilin, panting and carrying a medical box, ran to Nan Yi and gave him a fake examination.
"Reporting to Platoon Leader Xian, this wounded soldier is too seriously injured to be saved."
"Okay, bury him there with honor."
"Bury your ass, stop playing tricks, the exercise is only over when you carry me down the mountain, hurry up."
Xian Weimin waved his hand, and Xian Weile came over carrying a stretcher. The two of them worked together to lift Nan Yi onto the stretcher and walked down the mountain.
As a medical worker, Xian Zilin has been following the injured Nan Yi.
"Brother Nan Yi, do you feel comfortable being carried by others?"
"I feel uncomfortable. These two idiots are so mean."
Xian Weimin and Xian Weile carried the stretcher, deliberately swaying it left and right, intentionally not wanting to make Nan Yi comfortable.
"You two are falling down. I'm telling you two, if you dare to keep shaking me down, you'll have to go back to the top of the mountain and lift me up again. You decide for yourselves."
"Oh, we'd love to."
"Hem home shovel."
The four of them made each other laugh along the way. Although they were very tired from the training during the half month, it was also very fulfilling.
After the exercise, the militia camp was disbanded and several militia companies returned to their respective battalions.
After that, the barbed wire became more and more busy and the patrol mission became heavier. The Wenchangwei militia company had to participate in a patrol every three days, and there would be gains from each patrol.
After May this year, the wind changed, the punishment for escaping was reduced, and the wave of escaping started again.
Nan Yi and his team’s patrol is more like a formality.
They are punctual, appearing at certain times and places in certain places, and there is a pattern to it. Anyone with a little bit of common sense should know how to avoid them.
They caught crazy but brainless people.
Without choosing any of the many routes to choose from, it chose to head straight for their patrol route, making it impossible for Nan Yi and the others to pretend not to see it.
"Hi, you look familiar, are you from Luofang Brigade?" Xian Weimin asked a man who was arrested.
"Yes, yes, are you from Wenchangwei?"
"Wenchangwei Militia Company, I'm telling you, are you crazy? Why are you running to us instead of running anywhere else? Your Luofang Battalion is a well-known escape battalion. You should have known this route very well. How could you do this?"
"Oh, I went in the wrong direction." The escapee sighed.
"Haha, be more careful next time."
Nan Yi listened to the conversation between the two. He had heard of Captain Luo Fang's great name for a long time.
The Luofang Brigade was very powerful. Escape became a common occurrence. Groups of people who escaped built a new Luofang Village in the New Territories. It was truly amazing.
After sending the captured people to the border guard post, Nan Yi and his team’s patrol mission for the day was completed.
When he walked to his door and opened the courtyard gate, he saw Fang Mengyin and Nan Ruoyin sitting in the pavilion enjoying the cool air. As soon as Nan Ruoyin saw Nan Yi, she stood up and hugged Nan Yi's thighs.
"Dad, are you tired?"
"Not tired. Have you packed your things?"
