With everyone's support, the selection of instructors for this team naturally became the top priority for all teams. The guards at the camp didn't need to say much, and it was natural that they would be selected first. Although they shouted "only talent is promoted", in reality, people who work together day and night are the first choice, let alone a few of them are really good, such as Tao Siyue, who is a well-known historical figure, with great potential, no need to investigate or doubt.

  Zhao Dongsheng, Tao Yuyue, Song Haomin, Dai Yue, and Chen Yuxin were selected to join the instructional team. After discussion, Wang Zhenyu and Xu Yuanquan decided that these five individuals could be arranged first, with Zhao Dongsheng being the oldest and serving as the team leader. Next, Wang Zhenyu had to go with Xu Yuanquan to select members from each team, so for now, he temporarily assigned a task to Zhao Dongsheng's group of five: protecting the safety of those little girls in the comfort team. For this purpose, their military basic training project was specially moved from morning to afternoon.

  It's the first time these girls have left home, and it's also their first time entering a military camp. To say they're not afraid would be an understatement - they must be feeling quite out of place. But after just a few days, these young ladies haven't shown any signs of fear; on the contrary, each and every one of them has become incredibly lively, curiously looking around and touching everything in sight.

  To quote Wang Zhenyu, they were like lamps that didn't save oil. At first, they asked to wear military uniforms, and Wang Zhenyu had no opinion on this, so he let Ma Xicheng handle it. Ma Xicheng couldn't find any that fit at the time, so he chose over a dozen new ones, took their measurements, and went to town to ask a tailor to alter them to be smaller. Then each person was given two sets, which made these girls extremely happy. The next day, early in the morning, all of these little ancestors asked to participate in military training, saying that they were too bored without classes in the morning. Wang Zhenyu agreed with a very gloomy heart and even exempted them from running in the morning, only conducting formation drills. As expected, after standing at attention for just two days, these little girls lost interest in training.

  It's still good, just after a day of rest, they said that the army was either training or attending classes every day, and it was boring to death, so they asked to organize a singing competition. It was just them who were divided into five groups, each group led by an officer and soldiers, responsible for leading the singing of songs and then competing.

  Wang Zhenyu had something to attend to in the Hankou Concession, and without thinking much about it, he just wanted to get rid of this group of old ladies quickly and agreed on the spot.

  As a result, Wang Zhenyu regretted it for a while. In fact, he grew up in the military camp and could accept singing songs in the army. Don't look at most boys because they didn't take care of their voices when they were young, resulting in poor sound quality, singing like ducks. But chorus is different, the momentum of everyone's voice is still easy to make people very passionate.

  Moreover, the military life at that time was indeed boring, and Wang Zhenyu did not allow bad habits such as gambling and card games to appear in the army. So, he had to find something for the officers and soldiers to pass their free time, otherwise, it would be a problem if they were bored for too long. However, after returning from Hankou, Wang Zhenyu immediately regretted being a judge for the competition. Can you imagine a group of men shouting "A Beautiful Jasmine Flower" in unison? It completely lost its aesthetic appeal, and the effect was similar to that of a midnight scream.

  Ye Zhiwen, that rascal, actually looked quite pleased with himself as he ran over to say: "How's that, Wang? Aren't we awesome?"

  Wang Zhenyu nodded hastily: "Awesome, too awesome! I'm even sweating in this cold winter."

  Ye Zhiwen was so angry that she punched him on the spot, scolding: "You are that stupid cow who can't understand music."

  Wang Zhenyu couldn't care less about his official authority, he took off running, and while running, he retorted: "You know I'm awesome but you still play the piano, who's the one being arrogant?"

  However, in order not to dampen the girls' enthusiasm, Wang Zhenyu gathered them together after practicing with He Yunsheng and sang a song "Forward" for them: "Forward, forward, forward, our team is like the sun, shouldering the hope of our motherland..."

  Because Wang Zhenyu couldn't compose music and didn't understand melody, he could only hum the tune to these girls himself, handing out a few copies of the lyrics, one per person. The original intention was for them to teach the soldiers, but after finishing the song, he found that Ye Zhiwen led the way, and this group of girls looked at him like they were looking at an idiot, instantly feeling extremely embarrassed.

  "I said, there's no writing on my face, what are you looking at me for?" Wang Zhenyu protested.

  Ye Zhiwen was stunned for a moment: "Unexpectedly, someone as glib and eloquent as you can actually compose lyrics and music, unexpectedly, unexpectedly!"

  Wang Zhenyu chuckled and said, "Is this considered copyright infringement?" He didn't dare to explain too much: "I won't compose the song, it's just this tune, which I came up with when I was humming randomly in my free time. So please trouble everyone to work hard again, no matter how difficult it is, we have to teach our soldiers."

  So the girls have something to do again. Now, moving the first five people selected by the teaching team over also means following Xiaoge to learn.

  The girls naturally let Wang Zhenyu off and went happily to teach the five test products assigned to them.

  "Report to Commander Wang, the first team has finished lining up, please instruct." Yang Wanguo stood up straight and sucked in his stomach, giving a very standard salute to Wang Zhenyu, who was selecting team members for himself.

  "Old Yang, are these ten the best soldiers you currently have in your team?" Wang Zhenyu asked with a smile, pointing at the ten robust young men standing in a column formation before the entire team.

  "Yes, their cultural studies are also very good, and the number of characters they can recognize has exceeded 500, which is already the fastest among our first team. In terms of military basic subjects, they have all met your requirements." Yang Wanguo answered truthfully, to be honest, he was also heartbroken that this was an excellent military backbone, but yesterday at the meeting, he listened very carefully, unlike Song Xianfu and Hao Bing, those two big rough men. Yang Wanguo was very clear about what role this instructional team would play in the future, no need to think about it, those who come out of here will definitely become Wang Zhenyu's most trusted officers and be entrusted with important tasks.

  In the eyes of Yang Wanguo, who is familiar with the Three Kingdoms, Wang Guan's belt, that is, Wang Zhenyu's recent series of actions, has shown talent that foretells his future achievements will be extraordinary. As Wang Zhenyu's status rises, those who follow him will naturally rise with him like water lifting a boat. Now recommending the talented people under his command to the coaching team, in the future when the team grows stronger, his network of relationships will also expand step by step with these old subordinates. So in the core team led by Wang Zhenyu, his own status will be as stable as a rock.

  If Wang Zhenyu knew what Yang Wanguo was thinking at this moment, he would definitely praise him a few times. This old man's investment vision is not bad, although he is from the old military, but he can think so deeply, what a talent!

  Then Wang Zhenyu went to the second team, third team, fourth team and fifth team. Each team recommended ten people, which was decided by Wang Zhenyu himself, with the idea of "better fewer but better", a total of fifty candidates will participate in the next day's martial arts competition, and he will select the best based on their performance.

  The events of the Grand Martial Arts Competition are numerous, including hand-to-hand combat, archery, and construction work in three outdoor categories. Don't be misled by Wang Zhenyu into thinking that this Grand Martial Arts Competition is divided into three rounds. Sorry, after all, Wang Zhenyu comes from a later generation, his favorite is the Ironman triathlon, unfortunately, there are no conditions for holding an Ironman triathlon competition at present, never mind, everything can be flexible.

  For example, Wang Zhenyu and Xu Yuanquan's agreed assessment method is very similar to that of the Ironman triathlon:

  The first item is hand-to-hand combat, 50 people draw lots from No. 1 to No. 50, and find opponents according to the adjacent principle for a fierce battle. The standard of victory is to knock down the opponent, and the 25 winners in the first round will start one minute in advance for the second item.

  The second item is 5,000 meters, which is twelve and a half laps according to the standard of one lap being 400 meters. The third item is that after the 5,000-meter run, there will be no rest, followed by live ammunition shooting. According to the order of arrival at the finish line in the 5,000-meter run, the first person to enter the shooting position will do so. There is no limit to the number of bullets per person, but they must hit the target with ten shots to enter the next item.

  The fourth obstacle was the "cross-country run", which included crossing a single-plank bridge, climbing over walls and crawling forward 100 meters. After completing this, they moved on to the fifth and final item, which was the "engineering work". Each person had to dig a hole with an engineer's shovel, requiring each of them to complete a hole that was one meter long, one meter wide and one meter deep.

  Xu Yuanquan thought that it was already impressive if one could complete these five tasks in one breath, and didn't need to be excellent.

  Wang Zhenyu also felt that it seemed a bit too harsh, this was not selecting officers, but rather selecting special forces. However, Wang Zhenyu did not plan to make any changes, he also wanted to see what level his soldiers were at, maybe there would be some surprises waiting for him.

  The day of the big martial arts competition, each team leader brought their soldiers to the training ground to cheer on their own recommended soldiers. The girls didn't teach those five silly boys to sing songs anymore, but instead had them lead the way and bring these people over to watch the competition. This scene was quite rare, among which Ye Xiaojie was almost the most excited one, pulling her sisters and shouting non-stop, drawing everyone's attention before the match even started.

  As the chief referee, Xu Yuanquan was loudly announcing the competition content and rules to the fifty participants. Without saying anything else, Xu Yuanquan only emphasized one point: "Those who violate the rules will be automatically disqualified from the competition. Do you understand?"

  Everyone replied loudly: "Understood."

  Xu Yuanquan immediately took out his instructor's book and shouted at the soldiers: "Haven't eaten yet, speak louder, I can't hear you."

  "I understand"

  "Alright, go draw lots."

  The draw is complete, and naturally, the numbers are matched. Wang Zhenyu had already asked the guards to use the short stools from the cultural class to separate a circular runway with a total length of about 400 meters. All the cheerers were in the middle of the run.

  The first item is hand-to-hand combat, which simply means fighting. And it's one-on-one, which is a bit violent, but isn't the military itself a violent group? If they're not violent at all and are as elegant as scholars, can they still be considered soldiers?