Rise of the Wasteland

"At present, the shortcomings of some of our squad leaders are that they are not good at organizing firepower and do not pay attention to combat formations, especially in the enemy movement. They often suffer unnecessary losses. If they are not good at using terrain and terrain to conceal their combat intentions, bravery and swarm alone Charge, casualties will be great. "

October 30, 50, southeast of Yunsan City, North Korea. Three divisions of the 39th Army of the Volunteer Army dormant among them. Due to the threat of US planes during the day, the troops could not move and could only be repaired in place.

Zhou Qingfeng returned to the copy, and now he is staying in this mountain. He has been changed from a forty army headman to a squad leader of the 39th Army ’s 116th Division ’s 3rd and 4th Regiment 2nd Battalion and is receiving tactical training.

Pla's army has a characteristic that it must learn at all times, even during the battle. Each battle must be summarized, criticized and praised. As long as each battle survives, the mud can become an elite.

After Zhou Qingfeng returned the copy, his identity was the squad leader who had just been promoted from the recruits, and he dared to fight, but his tactical literacy was extremely lacking. He himself knew it was true, so he studied it very carefully.

Five or six squadrons and deputy squadrons surround a field of mud, and the deputy platoon leader of teaching uses a wooden stick to explain how to implement three-three combat. "A squad is divided into three combat groups, each with three to four people. Loose formations cover each other but emphasize the concentration of fire. "

At the end of the study, the vice platoon leader asked if there were any questions. Zhou Qingfeng immediately raised his hand and shouted, "Deputy platoon leader, our class is a sharp knife class. Can you give me some preferential treatment?"

"Big Zhou, your kid is really a thorny head." The vice platoon leader was happy, and the stick in his hand smashed over. "Say, what do you want?"

"We want to play the main force."

"Oh, it's awesome! The activists who join the party just have different consciousness. But your class is strong in combat, and the fight is naturally the main force."

"So can you let us participate in the task of the reconnaissance company? There are several recruits in our class, and I want to take them well." Zhou Qingfeng was full of ghost ideas, but instead of speaking out in public, he actively sought war.

"The task of the reconnaissance company is not easy, you still forget it." The deputy platoon leader is telling the truth, all those who can perform reconnaissance tasks in pla are veterans.

But where Zhou Qingfeng would show weakness, he stood up and patted his chest and shouted, "The reconnaissance is even a kind of guy, I can hit three of them. As long as I lead the team, I promise to catch ten eight The return of the captives is absolutely clear at a glance. "

Zhou Qingfeng's previous record has all been converted into a position of squad leader who was originally a platoon leader but shrank because of killing prisoners. He is now an ordinary novice monitor, and is not special to others.

It ’s just that the squad leader is so imposing that he fights as soon as he comes out. It ’s a war-free madman—Zhou Qingfeng actually wants to cry, but I do n’t want to go to the battlefield. It is miserable to master the initiative.

It is now October 30th. Two days to November 1st, the Battle of Yunshan is about to begin. The opponent is the first US Cavalry Division. For the first time, the rabbit will have to see who plays the game. The Guodang and Nanbang are waste woods that do not have the essence. They must be beautiful to play with.

The squad leader was so eager to fight, and the deputy platoon leader was also very happy. It was just that the 'big man' wanted to go to the reconnaissance company but he was not in charge.

But the enthusiasm of this young squad leader could not be beaten, the vice platoon leader arranged a task for him, "Chou, I will give you something, and if you are done, I will give you the reconnaissance task arranged by the superior."

"No matter what the task is, it is guaranteed to be completed." Zhou Qingfeng stepped forward and dared to issue a military order on the spot. The superior will do the task, and the opportunity for performance is rare. As for doing it ...? This attitude must be good.

The deputy platoon commander approached and lowered his throat and said, "Isn't there some recent seizure of the South Baseball Corps? When the machine gun comes, I'll let you do the reconnaissance. "

Deputy platoon leader, are you flirting with me? This kind of thing can be done by ordinary monitors?

Since the start of guerrilla warfare, Pla's troops have always liked to build up some savings, and they can come in handy whenever they can't help it. However, ‘everything is seized,’ this iron law cannot be violated. How to make your troops stronger and stronger will test the subjective initiative of grass-roots commanders.

Besides, where is the machine gun?

For another person, this task is properly blind. But as soon as Zhou Qingfeng's eyes turned, his idea came out. He whispered close to the deputy platoon leader's ear, and immediately jumped out of shock.

"Big Chou, you are not brave!"

"I want a machine gun, and I don't even have a affluent department. The platoon leader can't even cry for death. He has to find someone with a machine gun, right? There are not many places for machine guns these days, except from the enemy. It's only from us. You can rest assured that my solution will be successful. "

Zhou Qingfeng's affirmative posture of packing a ticket, the deputy platoon leader hesitated. He pondered again and again and whispered, "Are you sure?"

"Don't dare to say 10%, 70% or 80% is still okay ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The key is to pack me a cigarette, anyway, I need to go to work." Zhou Qingfeng stretched out his hand. You have to act before dawn, and it's troublesome in the dark. "

The deputy platoon leader saw that the time was still at noon. The last bite his teeth and said, "Okay, I'm afraid a pack of cigarettes is not enough. I have two packs of cigarettes, you can get them."

Two packs of American cigarettes, but a big investment. The other monitors who participated in the study looked at each other, wondering what the two were going to do. Seeing what they mumbled, it seemed that something was going to happen.

The deputy platoon leader found out two crumpled cigarette cases from his pocket, and he gave them to Zhou Qingfeng very reluctantly, and said sharply, "I said, don't you mess up with me, this is me I can't bear the booty myself. "

"Don't worry, just look at it." Zhou Qingfeng saw that most of the two cigarette cases were missing. In addition to sighing, he had no choice. To be such an army can be the only one in the world, no semicolon.

Zhou Qingfeng took the cigarette and said, "If I can get two machine guns, will I leave one for our class?"

"Haha ... if your kid can really get two, how about giving you a sharp knife class. It's important that you don't brag." The deputy platoon leader hit a fist on Zhou Qingfeng, only to know that the kid was strong Just like a bull.

"That's OK, I'll go right away." Zhou Qingfeng grabbed two packs of cigarettes and turned to leave. He first returned to his class and shouted the "old machine gun" that he transferred from the original army with him, "Brother machine gun, follow me, let's get some machine guns."

‘Old Machine Gun’ was holding his ‘crooked handle’, and when he heard the machine gun suddenly stopped, he asked, “Where to get it?”

"Tuan Xiuyuan."

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