The first lesson Captain Liang taught the students: As a commander, learn to analyze and judge the enemy situation from footprints.

The on-site teaching content opened the eyes of everyone in the team.

First of all, you can judge the enemy and us by the marks left on the sole of the shoe. Generally, the Eighth Route Army wears straw sandals. As for the Japanese, most of them wear military shoes. The patterns left on the bottom do not need to be analyzed at all, and it is clear at a glance.

The team of students was compared with the team of cadres entering the mountains following the plains.

In terms of details, the Eighth Route Army has been in the mountains for many years and has worn thin-soled straw sandals, so the imprints on the big toes are deeper and clearer. You can see some clues by looking closely. Even if the Japanese wear makeup into the Eighth Route Army, they have been wearing wooden shoes since they were young, and the distance between the big toes and other toes is definitely a little further. Ordinary people can't see the difference, but experienced scouts can see it at a glance.

If everyone wears thick-soled cloth shoes in winter, there is no way to judge.

Secondly, you can judge gender by footprints! Women's shoes are generally narrow and long, and shoes of the same size. Because women have much more weight and light weight, they will definitely leave footprints lighter after walking on the road where they can leave footprints. Men's shoes are generally wider and flat, and the same size footprints are large, so the footprints are naturally darker.

Again, if there are basically the same lines on the ground, the distance between the steps must be different. If the distance is basically the same, you can judge that this is mostly the path that veterans have walked! Only soldiers who have been trained for a long time will walk more steadily than ordinary people because of habit. In this way, they can distinguish between ordinary people and soldiers!

In terms of details, everyone's walking habits are different. Some people's footprints are clear and consistent. Some people's footprints will appear shallow in front and deep in the back or shallow in the back, and some people's footprints will even show signs of dragging forward when walking.

Because the Japanese have much better quality of life, the Japanese's footprints of the same size are a little deeper than the Eighth Route Army. Even if the Japanese wear makeup and become the Eighth Route Army, they cannot change their footprints.

After talking so much, unfortunately, after the snow, I couldn’t find the footprints of the Japanese to defend the enemy and teach on-site.

There are too few footprints in the snow on the mountain roads, so more actual comparisons cannot be made for the time being.

In addition to the cloth shoes and footprints that were densely wrapped with straw ropes, it was analyzed that there was a team of platoon leaders who came from north to south. Needless to say, it must be the team of platoon leaders led by Wang Peng.

The few footprints that were half dry northward were obviously traces left by correspondents from the division headquarters and the independent regiment.

What I said? It seems that the students walking behind began to judge who was leaving behind by footprints on the ground!

Of course, except for Luo Fugui, who was criticized by the instructor, the only one in the mountains is his footprint!

It can be judged without analysis.

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Niujia Village goes south to Qingshan Village and east to the mountain. It belongs to the defense area of ​​the security army king Ziquan. The Japanese built a cannon there. After a group of Japanese soldiers were attacked by the independent regiment, they lost an armored vehicle and strengthened their defense. No one was allowed to enter and exit the mountain.

The snow and the wind were rustling. After walking for a day, we finally arrived at Niujia Village.

The students and the comrades who went to the mountain plains to stay in different places. They washed their faces and ate their meals and ran to the village ancestral hall...

When I heard that the students would also have to study their thoughts in the evening, the comrades who entered the mountain, with the permission of Captain Liang, came to the ancestral hall early to prepare to listen.

Ideological and political learning is not confidential.

A figure hurriedly ran back from outside the village, squeezed into the ancestral hall, and went to Captain Liang, panting and whispering: "Report, the whistle has been arranged!"

"Return to the team!" Captain Liang waved his hand and shook Hongliang's voice: "Everyone returns to the team immediately, and evening study begins now!"

When Ma Liang found out that the sentry was back, he quickly got up, approached Hu Yi who was napping, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, I think what they said seems to be pretty good!"

Hu Yi opened his eyes: "Then listen carefully, and the reconnaissance mission will be handed over to you in the future!"

"That's true!"

Captain Liang glanced around and looked at the faces of almost all the students of the Independent League. He knew that the teacher showed his skills in the afternoon, which opened his eyes to the group of 255 who were ignorant of their big words. Then, the next work should be simpler.

Two soldiers from the spy platoon lit torches to the four corners of the ancestral hall.

A teacher with a bad appearance walked to the wall with a few mottled words on the heaven and earth, the king and the parents, and turned around: "Comrades, have you all sat here... you are getting closer! It's still warm to squeeze a little closer, right?"

It seemed that everyone present had a bad laugh, and these few words caused a burst of laughter.

The platoon leaders of the independent regiment were given the opportunity to give classes separately, and subconsciously left the position of the fire pile to Hu Yi. Seven people in the Ninth Company were crowded together. Erniu belonged to the militia and formed a separate group, next to the girl. On the other side was Luo Fugui, who was mournful.

The instructor was very satisfied with the neat queue of students sitting on the bench.

Cleared his throat: "The first ideological class for our early education has officially begun... (Applause)... Let me first talk about it, ah, our Anti-Japanese University purpose and school motto, ah, as grassroots commanders, first, we must firmly adhere to the correct political direction, ah, and secondly, we must have a hard and simple work style, ah, we must learn flexible and mobility strategies."

applause.

The teacher paused: "Our school motto is only eight words: unity, nervousness, seriousness, and liveliness!"

After a burst of applause, the teacher raised his hand and pressed it down: "Now let's talk about this purpose..."

The teacher made full preparations, spread the principle of the Anti-Japanese University, explained the introductory motto and the meaning of the school motto, and then began to quote widely, starting from the Opium War, the great powers bullied our Chinese nation, and the signing of countless shameful treaties. The revolutionary patriots rose up to resist for the nation during their life and death, and then finally overthrew the Qing Dynasty. When talking about the revolutionary patriots, the students were silent when they were bullied.

"We will talk about this today. Tomorrow night, we will talk about how Chiang Kai-shek steals the fruits of the revolution. After you go back, write down your experience and give it to me tomorrow morning!" The teacher talked for two hours in a row, with dry mouth: "Study down!"

Everyone stood up and saluted.

Still not satisfied?

After listening to that humiliating history and the heroic deeds of the ancestors who sacrificed for the country, the eyes of several people in the front row were shining with tears and blood surging. The seeds of revenge were taking root and sprouting. If they did not drive away the invaders, they would not be human!

The crowd was in anger, this was a good sign, and the teacher was in a good mood.

But... the people behind were sitting a little far away and couldn't see clearly.

It must be a passionate person, right?

A strange scream suddenly appeared, which made the boiling scene much worse.

"It's time to eat!"

Then the big and thick bear smacked his lips and asked, "When? Where to eat...what to eat?"

A crisp sound, coupled with the sleepy smacking lips, made the teacher who would even be moved by the grief and anger every time he talked about this past event, almost passed away!

Calm, calm, anger will cover my eyes. The angry teacher rushed to the blinking bear in a few steps, pointing at the nose of the Luo University member trembling: "Luo Fugui...you? you? You? You are so distorted!"

Hu Yi, who had just woken up from sleep, turned to look at the angry teacher, and quickly shrank his neck and did not dare to say anything.

Luo Fugui quickly explained: "My grandma...teacher...report to instructor, I also asked this casually..."

"Then tell me, what did I say today?"

"Report, hehe, unity, tense, serious and lively!" He answered so fluently in one breath? He didn't forget those sentences at the beginning.

"Explain it? What does it mean?"

"Just like we are in an independent group, everyone should be united like a family. But even if the family is a brother, sometimes they will make trouble. For example, our relationship with the Second Company is very 'tight', Sister Su is very 'serious', and the girl treats people enthusiastically? Uh? She is very lively?"

"Haha, it's true that you are making a sentence for me? No, you and Erlian are very nervous...what can you explain?"

"Reconciliation? We reconciliation with Erlian? How is it possible?" Luo Fugui was stunned. The instructor must have no idea of ​​the actual situation. He quickly added: "Do you don't know how insidious Erlian and the others are? Not only did they snatch our chickens, but they also seized them all. They were even more shameless than us..."
Chapter completed!