After taking breakfast and taking a nap, Wang Maoru felt much more comfortable all over and tried Tai Chi under the grape trellis in the yard. Li Ziqi, who was beside him, said curiously: "Master, your Tai Chi seems to be different."

This set of Tai Chi was studied by Wang Maoru during that world university. It was very popular at that time. The school organized students to do outdoor activities, such as dancing, practicing Tai Chi, and dancing, which made many dogs and women successful, and also caught many wild people. His alma mater was a second-rate normal university, and it coincided with the expansion of enrollment. The number of students in the school was a worrying quality. However, Wang Maoru was not so bored during college. Although this Tai Chi was not very good, it was quite good. He also got an excellent score in the sophomore physical education exam.

Wang Maoru said, "I'll teach you."

Li Ziqi said, "Can you fight?"

Wang Maoru said: "This is a fitness function, not a fight. You two-person guy know how to fight." He asked again: "You seem to know the staff officer in the armored regiment, what is the name of?"

Li Ziqi hurriedly said, "Yuan Zhihua is the third young master of the Yuan family in Malacca. We met when we were young, but we never met again when we grew up. I didn't expect that we were all in the army under Xiushuai. It was really fate."

Wang Maoru nodded and smiled, "You haven't been home for years."

Li Ziqi hurriedly said: "For Xiushuai, my subordinates are willing to stay by Xiushuai's side to be a cow and a horse."

Wang Maoru laughed and said, "Whatever I want you to do, I should give you a vacation, otherwise I will seem unkind. So, after the presidential election, I will upgrade you to two levels of military ranks, and give you another half a year of vacation, and go back to Java to visit relatives. You overseas wanderers who have traveled thousands of miles to serve their motherland's arms. You should have special treatment."

"Thank you for your kindness." Li Ziqi said excitedly. If the military rank is promoted to two levels, then it is the second lieutenant, and he has officially entered the rank of officers. (Because the warrant officer is awarded the rank of a staff officer, an ordinary sergeant was promoted from a sergeant to a sergeant, and then promoted to a second lieutenant, and he was considered a formal officer.)

Wang Maoru said again: "I asked you to go back to your hometown in Java. It wasn't for you to go back in vain. I have something to tell you."

"Please talk to Xiushuai, please tell me." Li Ziqi said.

"You still need to contact the local Chinese when you go to Java. Form your own armed forces to protect yourself." Wang Maoru said, "I estimate that the anti-Chinese incident will happen again in a few years."

Li Ziqi gritted his teeth and said, "Yes. I will do it."

Wang Maoru said: "The last time it was because our army arrived in Singapore that we stopped South Asia's anti-Chinese epidemic. But the monkeys in South Asia would never give up. If no one leads the local armed forces, then you stay, lead the Chinese armed forces, and fight with the British and South Asia monkeys."

Li Ziqi shook his head and said, "Xiu Shuai, you can't repay me even if I'm broken, but I really don't have the ability to do this." He smiled and said, "My fellow villager, Yuan Zhihua, he is good. He has seen blood on the battlefield and has high knowledge. When the Yuan family was in their hometown in Fujian, he was a family of poets and books. After he arrived in Java, his family has always been a leader in the Chinese cultural circle. I have been a child because of his high knowledge, but I admire him. I don't have this ability, but he has, Xiu Shuai. Really, if he leads the Chinese in Java to fight, he has to come."

Wang Maoru laughed and said, "Okay, in the future, where there are Chinese people, there must be Chinese regimes and Chinese countries. China is the mother country, and Chinese countries are the son country."

After Wang Maoru took his entourage to visit the Guards Armored Regiment. Wang Geng and Zang Hao had already woken up and prepared everyone to welcome Xiushuai.

Although the Guard Armored Regiment at this time was only 600, it had forty nine tanks and sixty supply transport vehicles. In terms of mechanization, it was no less than the army of Western countries. In order to train enough versatility, Wang Geng asked everyone in the regiment to learn to drive tanks, learn to drive cars, learn to fire artillery, and know how to maintain. Of course, even though the Guard Armored Regiment had the highest level of education in the entire army, a considerable number of people were still illiterate, especially those veterans, which made many people stumped. But the two hundred people had just participated.

Since the new recruits in the army are basically graduated from elementary school or middle school, and have a high level of education and strong acceptance, there is no problem at this level. The two or two military academy graduates also have no problems or obstacles in this area. On the contrary, the veterans are dismissed at this level because of their low level of education. Some veterans are striving to be strong, such as Yuan Zhihua, who has a high level of education, is now working harder to become a regiment staff officer, while some veterans are blinded and throwing their heads out of the can. They just want Long Ergou, and directly ask to be a tank machine gunner, as long as the machine gun is shot well.

Wang Geng's dream of being able to be both literary and martial, was not successful in the end, but more than half of the people fulfilled his request, which made him very happy.

Forty tanks of the Guard Armored Regiment lined up in parallel, with tank soldiers standing on the tanks, which were very majestic and powerful. A Minjiu tank consisted of five people, namely the driver, gunner, deputy gunner, machine gunner and commander. The commander was responsible for commanding and replaced when others were tired. Therefore, for the commander, it must be an all-round type. The lowest requirement on the tank is the machine gunner. Even if the machine gunner is injured, even the infantry can directly replace him. However, the machine gunner with the highest casualty rate is also the machine gunner, because the machine gun tower is outside, the shield is relatively thin and vulnerable to attack.

"Rumbling..." The huge noise made the ground shaking, and the 13-ton Minjiu tank drove across the road, pressing out folds.

Looking at the dusty tank training ground and the roar of the machinery, Wang Maoru was very excited and asked himself to go into the tank to try it. However, as soon as he entered, he found that the tank was really hot. The temperature outside was 32 and 3 degrees, and the temperature inside the tank could reach 35 and 6 degrees. After entering, Wang Maoru was soaked in sweat. This was at midsummer noon, but fortunately it was in Harbin, if it was in Shanghai, Wuhan, Guangzhou and other places in the south.

The temperature inside the tank is estimated to be more than 40 degrees. The heat-expressing performance of this Minjiu tank is too poor, so it is used in the north. Wang Maoru suddenly remembered that his car was still in the warehouse of the Heilongjiang Governor's Office in Qiqihar. If the air conditioner is removed and the air conditioner is installed, the tank will be comfortable. Wang Maoru said to Wang Geng: "This tank is like a steamer, it's really uncomfortable. Do soldiers persevere like this?"

Wang Geng immediately said: "Report, yes, the soldiers have never complained."

“Is there any heat stroke?”

Wang Geng nodded and said, "Yes, almost everyone has had heatstroke, but everyone can persevere after training." Wang Maoru nodded. Chinese soldiers are really good. After visiting the tank drill, Wang Maoru came to the auditorium, and all the soldiers of the tank regiment had gathered here. When Wang Maoru announced the official establishment of the Guard Armored Regiment, the audience applauded thunderously. From then on, the Guard Armored Regiment officially entered the ranks of the National Defense Forces military, with the number 442. Although there were only three battalions of troops, the soldiers of the Armored Regiment still had a sense of pride that others did not have. When they met the army soldiers, the armbands of the Guard Armored Regiment on the left shoulder of the armored soldiers still showed their superior treatment.

Of course, driving a tank now is a disaster outside. On weekdays, tankers never dare to close the cabin door, for fear of heat dying. Northerners are very afraid of heat, but half of these tank soldiers are southerners. Because the northerners can't stand the heat after driving for a few days, they change to do something else.

As the tanks roared and drove by, the smell of diesel echoing in the air was particularly pungent and strong, and the smell of machinery was rippling in it. These forty-two Min Nine tanks are the basis of the future national armor power.

When facing the soldiers, Wang Maoru said: "Remember, each of you should not regard yourself as an ordinary soldier. Each of you is an officer. In the future, you will be the commander of the chariot and the battalion commander of the company commander. Therefore, study hard, practice hard, and work hard to build a torrent of armor that dominates the world in the future!"

In the evening, Wang Maoru also spent the meal in the armored regiment. The armored regiment had a sumptuous meal. Wang Maoru lined up with the soldiers to make food with them, which scared the soldiers so much that they didn't dare to speak. Even the cooksmen didn't know whether to fight more or less.

Today’s dinner was stewed with mushrooms with chickens, stir-fried cabbage, stewed potatoes, and a cucumber soup. Wang Maoru was so ecstatic that he ate, and exclaimed: “Is your food so good because I came?”

A little soldier sitting beside him replied, "No, Marshal, you ate better than you now."

Wang Maoru was stunned, but couldn't help laughing, and the others laughed. The little warrior's face turned red and said, "No, no, I said the wrong marshal, it's because you didn't have the best food before you came."

"Um?"

The little soldier said anxiously again: "No, it's because you ate well before and after you come, especially when you haven't come."

Wang Maoru...

Little warrior...

After dinner, Wang Maoru couldn't help but feel happy when he thought of the little soldier's undisputed expression and said, "Your troops are very interesting. By the way, what programs will be arranged tonight?"

Zang Hao said: "There are a lot of arrangements for the evening. In addition to exercising tonight, we will also learn flag language and sign language."

"Flag language and sign language?" Wang Maoru said curiously, "Why?"
Chapter completed!