"It's time to eat, it's time to eat."

The brothers sweated profusely and ran 10 kilometers, but they were already hungry with their chests against their backs.

At this moment, seeing the brothers in the cooking class bring out large pots of white rice and stir-fried vegetables, the tempting aroma made them even tired and struggled to get up and rush over.

"Queue, queue!"

Seeing the brothers rushing over in a mess, Sun Chong, the logistics platoon leader, shouted loudly for the brothers to line up, which was formulated by Yang Ling.

The brothers used to rush to eat, but now they suddenly have to queue up, and they can't adapt for a while, especially when they are officers.

"Platoon Commander Sun, don't fix those useless things, my hungry stomach is growling, bring me a bowl first."

The brothers all began to line up to eat under Sun Chong's reprimand, but Zheng Gang, the deputy company commander of the second company, did not care, how could there be a reason to line up as an officer.

Besides, when Sun Chong was the cooking squad leader, he was still in charge, so he squeezed forward one by one.

"Deputy Company Commander Zheng, these rules are all set by Chief Yang, you make it difficult for me to do this, let's go to the back and line up." Sun Chong stopped Zheng Gang, the deputy commander of the second company, who was squeezing forward, and said with some embarrassment.

"Hey, I said, what, now that I'm a platoon leader, I'm starting to play majestic, I'm not going to line up today, I'll see what you can do to me?!" Deputy Company Commander Zheng Gang immediately shouted dissatisfied.

"If you don't line up according to the rules, then you don't have to eat this meal."

Before the embarrassed Sun Zhong could speak, Yang Ling, who was holding the bowl, came over and said in a cold voice.

"Sir Yang, I, I didn't mean that, I'll go to the queue."

Seeing Yang Ling coming over, Zheng Gang, the deputy company commander who had just flaunted his martial arts, was immediately like a mouse seeing a cat, and he was suddenly embarrassed, and his heart was empty.

"Remember, follow the rules in the future, if you dare to threaten Platoon Commander Sun again, I will not spare you." Yang Ling warned.

"Yes, yes, I don't dare anymore."

Although Zheng Gang's heart was full of complaints, he didn't dare not listen to Yang Ling's warning.

"Platoon Commander Sun, you have done a good job, this rule has to be set up, if anyone dares to break the rules in the future, you can't control it, just come to me." Yang Ling can also be regarded as reassuring Sun Chong.

"Yes, yes," Sun Chong saw Yang Ling supporting him, and this confidence was also enough.

"Chief Yang, I'll go get you food." Sun Zhong said that he was going to pick up Yang Ling's bowl.

"You bring food to the wounded first, and I'll line up myself." Yang Ling rejected Sun Chong's kindness.

Sun Chong was a little stunned: "Chief Yang, you are the chief, how can you go to the queue......"

"Hurry up with your business first, leave me alone." Yang Ling deliberately set an example, so he greeted and walked straight towards the end of the team.

Seeing that such a big chief as Yang Ling was also queuing up to eat, it made Sun Chong feel a lot of emotion, in the past, they all opened a small stove for the chiefs.

Now Yang Ling not only eats and lives with his brothers, but also has to line up to eat by himself, and it is difficult to find such a chief with a lantern.

In fact, this is not Yang Ling's artificiality, but they are behind enemy lines, and they need the commanders and soldiers to be of one mind, so as to enhance cohesion and better fight devils.

And to be able to get the approval of the brothers, to better integrate with the brothers, it is also very simple, change in some small things, you can get the approval of the brothers.

"Staff Officer Lei, shall we?"

Lei Xiong, who was holding the rice bowl, and several of his staff officers wanted not to line up, but when they saw Yang Ling going to line up, they were also stunned.

"Don't you see that Chief Yang is queuing, let's go and line up too." Although the queue was very long, Lei Xiong and the others had to change with it.

"Sir, come ahead of me."

Zheng Gang, who was reprimanded for cutting in line, was originally full of resentment, but when he saw Yang Ling standing in line behind him with a bowl, he was suddenly a little embarrassed and wanted Yang Ling.

"Deputy Company Commander Zheng, don't, I'll be behind you, although I am the leader of the detachment, I can't break the rules."

Yang Ling said with a smile, which made Zheng Gang ashamed of what he had just done.

The brothers watched as a group of officers lined up under the leadership of Yang Ling, and at the same time, they were amazed, but also their favorability towards Yang Ling was rising.

Yang Ling's behavior not only won the respect of the ordinary brothers, but also instilled in the brothers of the third guerrilla detachment the concept of equality between officers and soldiers, narrowed the distance between officers and soldiers, and virtually improved the cohesion of the troops.

Wang Huzi and the others were not surprised, but for the members of the guerrillas, this change was small but extremely impactful.

Yang Ling's current conditions are difficult, and hundreds of brothers have to change their meals to eat, why, there are not so many bowls, and there are no tables, so they can only squat on the ground to eat.

Although the conditions of the War of Resistance behind enemy lines were difficult, Yang Ling believed that as long as they persisted in the struggle, they would definitely be able to drive out the Japanese invaders.

Although the brothers had undergone 10 kilometers of physical training in the morning, they were still full of white rice, and their stomachs were round one by one.

After breakfast, the brothers immediately prepared to start shooting training, but Yang Ling had fewer bullets, and if they fired one shot, they would have one less shot, and there was no place to replenish them, so the main thing was to explain and practice the tactics of shooting training.

However, there are now 300 brothers in the two combat companies, and although the formation of the company squad is still there, Yang Ling has made small changes below the squad level.

That is, the brothers in the squad were further subdivided, and each squad was divided into five small combat groups of three people in each squad according to the principle of the three-three system.

When fighting alone, the three members of the combat team are responsible for attacking, supporting, and covering according to the division of labor.

When the various combat groups gather together to fight, the various combat groups can also flexibly divide labor and form a large attack cluster.

Therefore, whether they fight alone in a combat group or fight together, they can fully exert their combat effectiveness, and it is not like in the past, when they were in a chaotic mess.

And such a three-three system of warfare has actually been conceived in the war against the devils, and the Chinese army carried it forward during the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea.

And now Yang Ling is just copying it, although the changes are very small, but the various combat groups can not only disperse operations, but also joint operations.

The size of the combat group is smaller, the target is also smaller, and it is very flexible, which is just right for fighting guerrilla attacks behind enemy lines where the enemy situation is complicated.

When the brothers heard that they were going to shoot and that they were not going to shoot live ammunition, they immediately felt a little bored.

"Sir, we all know how to shoot, I don't think you need to teach us how to shoot." Some of the brothers said disapprovingly.

"You think shooting training is all about shooting?" Wang Huzi sneered and said, "Do you know how to shoot fixed targets, how to hit moving targets, how to shoot in motion, how to shoot at close range, and how to use terrain and features to cover shooting?!" ”