"Finally, I want to emphasize one more point, that is, I don't care what you did before, but since we are guerrillas fighting devils, we must be disciplined from now on, and we must enforce orders and prohibitions, and we must not bully the common people."

Yang Ling's face was serious, if they wanted to gain a foothold in this area and achieve the goal of eliminating the little devils, although they were guerrillas, they couldn't be as lazy as before.

Most of the guerrillas sent to the occupied areas failed for many reasons, but the main one was that the devils were too strong, too loose themselves, not good enough for the people, and not supported enough.

After all, in guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines, Emperor Tiangao was far away from having a supervising team, nor was he bound by military law, so many people acted recklessly.

While fighting devils, they sometimes take the opportunity to blackmail the people, and the result is that the people hate them, and the devils encircle and suppress them, and they are isolated and helpless, and it is natural to fail.

Now that Yang Ling has become the head of the Third Guerrilla Detachment, he can't control the other guerrilla detachments for the time being, but the Third Guerrilla Detachment must become a mighty army with strict military discipline.

As long as they can restrain themselves and prohibit them, then fighting devils will also achieve the effect of doubling the effect.

"Did you hear what I said?" Seeing that everyone was silent, Yang Ling knocked on the table again and asked again.

"Yes!"

Seeing that Yang Ling was so serious, Zhang Lieguo, the deputy detachment leader, also felt that Yang Ling was not joking, and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, let's dismiss the meeting, and tomorrow we will start training according to the guerrilla warfare training program I have compiled." Yang Ling said and waved his hand to let everyone disband.

Yang Ling is now the commander of the Third Guerrilla Detachment, and his words are authority, and whether everyone wants to do it or not, they must carry it out.

Although this is a bit strong, behind enemy lines where the enemy situation is complicated, a guerrilla unit does not need too many voices, and one is enough, which is also convenient for enhancing cohesion and improving combat effectiveness.

"Chief Yang, now that we have lost Qinghe Town and resettled in Yangjiawan, should we send someone to ask the commanders of the guerrilla column for instructions and report?"

Zhang Lieguo, the deputy detachment leader, was on crutches, and after everyone left, he went and returned.

Although Zhang Lieguo's proposal seemed very reasonable, Yang Ling shook his head: "Let's put this aside in advance, and then report back together after we have won a beautiful battle." ”

Yang Ling blocked Zhang Lieguo's proposal in one sentence, the so-called general will not be subject to the order of the monarch outside, if he asks the chief for instructions on everything, it will be a fart battle.

Now in the area of occupation behind enemy lines, who knows if the column has been infiltrated by the enemy, and if their hiding place is revealed, will they not be in danger?

Moreover, most of the people on the other side of the column are still fighting guerrillas in the old-fashioned way of fighting in large corps, what if they know that they have lost Qinghe Town and let them take it back?

You say that you should obey the order to take it back, but that is tantamount to touching eggs and stones and asking for hardship.

If you do not obey the order to recapture Qinghe Town, it is disobeying the order, and you will be removed from your post and investigated, or shot at the worst.

That's why Yang Ling is too lazy to contact the guerrilla column now, anyway, now that the guerrilla column can't get supplies and ammunition, why contact them? Asking for trouble?

Zhang Lieguo, the deputy detachment leader, saw that Yang Ling had no intention of contacting the guerrilla column headquarters, and he was helpless, if he didn't contact, he wouldn't contact it, now that Yang Ling was in charge, he, the deputy detachment leader who was overhead, had to bow his head.

After Yang Ling and the others had everything cleaned up, they began to train the brothers for guerrilla warfare.

At dawn the next day, except for the brothers who had gone to stand guard and cook on the fire, everyone gathered in a formation on the newly opened camp training ground in Yangjiawan under the shouts of the officers.

This new training ground is the size of two football fields in later generations, and it was originally a large crop field in Yangjiawan, but after a simple leveling, it became a training ground.

The brothers have eaten well and slept well in the past few days, and they are all in good spirits and high morale, and they have come out of the shadow of the failure of Qinghe Town.

Looking at these brothers who stood upright, Yang Ling's heart was also very satisfied, they were all good seedlings, as long as they trained well, they would become a sharp knife that stabbed into the devil's heart, and became a nightmare for the devil.

"Report to the chief, the third guerrilla detachment has been assembled, please instruct!"

A company commander, Wang Huzi, ran to Yang Ling and stood still in salute, and reported loudly.

Wang Huzi is Yang Ling's old brother, and he also holds the rank of major, and now he is aggrieved as a major company commander, and I am afraid that he is also the only one in the whole army.

However, Yang Ling did not treat them badly, in addition to temporarily relegating them to the position of company commander to lead the troops, he also gave them a title, that is, training instructors.

After all, Wang Huzi and the blacksmith had followed Yang Ling to the Nanyue guerrilla cadre training class for further study, and it was more than enough to serve as instructors for these guerrillas.

"Let's lead the team and start training." Yang Ling didn't have any extra nonsense, and directly asked Wang Huzi and them to start training.

"Yes!" The king saluted again, and then turned to face the brothers in the procession.

Looking at the brothers in the procession, the corners of Wang's beard hooked up a wicked smile: "All of them, turn right, run and go!" ”

The brothers who heard the order also turned around in unison, although not so neatly, but it was also a decree, and began to start the day's training around two training fields as large as football fields.

The brethren would carry out guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines, and they would rely on hills, lakes, and vast countryside to maneuver with devils, and in such a complex terrain, there would be no cars, and horses would be ridden on the terrain, and they would have to rely only on a pair of feet.

The purpose of Yang Ling to let the brothers start running training first is also very simple, that is, to enhance the endurance of the brothers, so that when they fight guerrilla warfare with the devils, they must outrun the devils and enhance their mobility ability.

In this way, it can not only run long distances to fight devils, but also can quickly get rid of devils when they are chasing, so running training is indispensable.

"One-two-one, one-two-one."

Of course, Wang Huzi did not watch the brothers run, but he also took off his coat and ran with the brothers, shouting a trumpet in his mouth.

"What are you doing all the time, run faster!"

Seeing the brothers who ran sparsely and left behind, Wang Huzi and other officers scolded and urged from time to time.

"Listen to it, whoever runs ten kilometers first will eat first, and whoever can't run enough will be hungry."

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, the brothers shook off their steps and ran while complaining bitterly.

Zhang Lieguo and the other wounded stayed on the edge of the training ground and watched the brothers run, muttering in their hearts, is it effective to run like this?

"Staff Officer Lei, let's go too." Seeing the brothers running out of breath, Yang Ling also took off his coat and greeted Lei Xiong, who was watching the excitement.

"Chief Yang, do you really want to run?" Lei Xiong is also complaining in his heart at the moment, he has nothing to do to come over to see what is lively.

Yang Ling smiled and said, "As officers, we should set an example and set an example for the brothers. ”

Seeing Yang Ling say this, no matter how reluctant Lei Xiong and his staff officers were, they all ran along.

The brothers originally had some complaints in their hearts, thinking that this was Yang Ling tossing them, but seeing that Yang Ling also joined them, threw off his arms and ran, this complaint did not dissipate.

"Brothers, run for Lao Tzu fuckingly, we can't lose to the chief." The instructors were also agitating while running.

And the alternate officer class, although the staff officers of the branch ran sweating profusely, they couldn't lose face in the brothers, and gritted their teeth and persevered.

This was the first time that the No. 3 Guerrilla Detachment had participated in such training, and it took more than an hour to complete the 10-kilometer task of running in circles around the training ground.

"Get up, get up, don't collapse on the ground, stand up and rub your knees."

At the end of the 10-kilometer race, the brothers were all tired and collapsed, but they shouted more than the officers.

"It's a fucking shame for Lao Tzu, look at Chief Yang, why didn't people collapse on the ground."

The sweat-soaked brothers turned their heads to look, but Yang Ling, who had run ten kilometers like them, was there smiling like no one, which made them feel devastated.