There is no redundant bureaucratic system in the Northern Jiangsu Corps, and the streamlined organs work very efficiently, and in a short period of two days, all units have been adjusted in place according to the new establishment.

"Doot-doot-doo-"

Before dawn, the loud wake-up bugle sounded throughout the camps, waking up the sleeping brethren.

The heavy snow for several days made the weather extremely cold, and the sky and the earth were covered in snow, and even the willow branches were hung with ice skates, and the cold was blowing.

"Quick, quick, get up and assemble!"

After hearing the sound of the wake-up bugle, the newly appointed commander of the 3rd Infantry Company of the 1st Guerrilla Battalion, "Mad Wolf," got up from the bunk and urged the brothers loudly while putting on his clothes.

He, the company commander, was directly promoted from the squad leader, although he learned a lot from the previous old company commander, but after all, it was the first time he served as a company commander, and he still felt empty.

On the first day of this winter military training, he didn't want them to drag the whole battalion back and become a laughing stock.

"It's only a little while, and it's not even dawning."

Looking out the window, the brother who was awakened by the new company commander "Mad Wolf" was sleepy-eyed, and as he spoke, he was about to fall down again and continue to sleep.

"Hurry up, don't grind, if you exceed the time specified in the gathering, breakfast will be gone today." The mad wolf was shouting loudly.

Hearing that there was no breakfast, these brothers were all complaining, and they crawled out of the bed to get dressed, and cursed in a low voice: "Who is so lacking in morality, it is stipulated that the company that does not meet the standards does not have breakfast, we have to tell Chief Yang about this, this can not be trained without breakfast......

"If you get up early, you will have food, and if you get up late and have no food, who is to blame." Mad Wolf smiled and opened the door, and a cold wind poured into the room, allowing the brothers to dress faster.

"I'll tell you the truth, this is an order from Chief Yang himself, just to urge you lazy people."

When the brothers heard that it was Yang Ling's personal order, they didn't dare to complain anymore, so they put on their clothes and rushed out of the house, rushed into the cold wind, and ran towards the assembly point.

In the thick snow, there were figures wearing thick cotton clothes everywhere and rushing to gather, and after a while, one phalanx after another stood in the cold wind.

"It's almost time." One of the brothers wearing the armbands of the Inspectorate looked at the watch in his hand and nodded to the other brother.

The inspection team is a newly established disciplined force in Yangling, which mainly maintains the military appearance and discipline of each battalion, which is equivalent to the military police force.

Previously, the inspection team had been receiving training from Yang Ling in a centralized manner, so today was the first appearance of their inspection team.

Yang Ling had a clear rule on the assembly time of each unit, and he also wanted to train the brothers to maintain an agile reaction speed and always remain on alert.

But today's weather was too cold, and most of the brothers rushed to the designated place to gather when they heard the call to get up, but there were still some people who were slow down.

The veteran "Mouse" had just been promoted to captain and company commander, so last night he secretly bought two catties of bulk sorghum wine and some peanuts from Jieshou Town, and hid in the house at night and drank with a few old brothers, which can be regarded as a celebration ceremony.

Now is not a combat state, and the battalions are also turning a blind eye to such things as drinking in the battalion, after all, the weather is cold, and it is good to be able to drink two or two small wines to warm up the stomach.

Although the Northern Soviet Corps is not rich now, it is not too poor, and it has captured a lot, and now the theater headquarters has made up the military salary, which can be regarded as a welfare for the regular troops.

The veteran "mouse" and several of their old brothers were all happy, so two catties of sorghum wine were also drunk.

In the years, what businessmen pay attention to is a reputation, saying that it is sorghum wine, it is definitely a real sorghum wine, and it will never be mixed with water.

So two catties of sorghum wine went down, and although the rat had a good amount of wine, his head was still a little dizzy, so when the wake-up horn sounded just now, they were a few steps slower.

"Which battalion are you from?"

When they saw that all the troops had been assembled to count, they hurriedly grabbed their clothes and ran over, and several brothers wearing armbands of the inspector team stepped forward to stop them, and the second lieutenant who led the team saluted the rat and asked seriously.

"You care about my battalion, get out of the way, I'm going to be late for the gathering."

The mouse's head is still groggy, and when he sees someone in the way, he wants to push them away if he is not angry.

"We are from the inspection team, and we have been ordered to supervise the military discipline of the troops, and you have already assembled two minutes late, so please cooperate with us and report your number and name......" The second lieutenant of the inspection team said with a straight face.

"Bullshit inspector team, you can see clearly, Lao Tzu is a captain, you dare to stop me?!"

The mouse looked at them and not only did not let them go, but also asked to report the number and name by himself seriously, which made the mouse a little angry.

"Sir, please cooperate with us and report your numbers and names—"

"Damn, you have to get along with Lao Tzu, don't you, you hairy boy, don't go to inquire, when Lao Tzu is fighting with the devil with a bayonet, you are still in your mother's womb and not born, hurry up and get out of the way of Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will be unwelcome." Several old brothers behind the mouse also shouted, a little anxious.

Because they saw that among the assembled troops not far away, many people were secretly looking at this side, after all, being late was not a glorious thing, and they didn't want to be watched by monkeys.

"Get off their guns! Sent to a confinement cell. ”

Although they are all veterans of a hundred battles, and their military rank is higher than that of the second lieutenant of the inspection team, this second lieutenant is iron-faced and selfless, and he looks like he is doing business.

"Lao Tzu, look at who dares to shoot Lao Tzu today!" Seeing that these people wearing the inspectors were about to step forward and dismount their guns, the rats suddenly burst out in anger.

He is a veteran, and he has fought countless bloody battles with the little devils, and the little devils can't let him disarm, and now his own people want to get off his guns, and his temper has also come up.

The rat pulled out the shell gun from the holster on his waist and confronted several old brothers and the inspectors behind him.

In the face of the menacing rats, the second lieutenant of the inspection team did not change in the slightest, and suddenly blew the copper whistle hanging from his neck.

The piercing brass whistle sounded, and more than a dozen officers and soldiers who were also wearing the armbands of the inspectorate team rushed over from a distance when they heard the sound.

Seeing that more than a dozen people wearing the armbands of the inspector team were able to run over from a distance, the people of their company who had already assembled the rats immediately couldn't stand it.

"Brothers, copy guys, someone dares to touch our company commander!" One of the brothers took off the gun he was carrying and shouted.

"Lao Tzu, see who dares to move!"

At this time, a loud shout came, and the blacksmith, the acting commander of the first battalion, who was still covered in bandages, walked over with a black face.

"Battalion... Battalion commander, our company commander was stopped by those inspectors. The brother hastened to explain.

"Well deserved!"

Looking at the rats and others who were surrounded by the inspector team in the distance, the blacksmith's face was not good-looking, and he said angrily.

He had just suffered heavy casualties among the troops due to a command error in the battle of the head of the realm, and this time he was demoted to the acting battalion commander, and now the people under his hands are not worried, and they are hitting the muzzle of others' guns, and he is now eager to rush over and kick the rat a few times.