Brothers?!
On the way to the outside of the camp with his comrades, Chen Bin glanced at his arm. Although it was another drama that he had never seen before, Chen Bin still knew the rank of the US military.
Looking at the three inverted Vs on his arm, Chen Bin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Sergeant!
Finally, there is no need to do recruit training again...
However, immediately, the shouts of a lieutenant immediately shattered Chen Bin's fantasy ruthlessly...
"You! Private sent Kandy!"
"Are you learning from paratroopers to put your trouser legs into your boots?!"
"No, sir!"
"Then why do your pants have wrinkles?!"
"There is no reason, sir!"
"Voluntarily joining the airborne force is one thing, but Pakandy, if you want to be a paratrooper, you are still far from it! Your weekend out, cancel!"
After he picked out the first unlucky man's mistake in a decisive manner, the lieutenant's eyes immediately focused on the next unlucky man.
"You! Sergeant Chen Bin!"
Hearing the lieutenant's name, Chen Bin was a little busy and imitated Paikant's actions before, took off the rifle he was carrying, pulled the bolt, revealing the empty bullet bay, and then lifted the rifle in front of him and handed it to the lieutenant for inspection. At the same time, he shouted loudly...
“yes,sir!”
"The butter in the bullet bay has not been cleaned up! It is an insult to the US Army when you see the rank of sergeant you are wearing! Your weekend outing is cancelled!"
“yes,sir!”
After taking the rifle thrown by the lieutenant, Chen Bin took a look at the bullet casing while pushing the bolt to reset. Not to mention the butter, the bullet casing was so clean that mosquitoes had to split the mosquitoes when they went up...
It was confirmed that the lieutenant was looking for trouble, and Chen Bin didn't talk nonsense.
Anyway...the army, just get used to it...
However, when the lieutenant turned around, he muttered another thing that made Chen Bin very dissatisfied.
"I really don't know why a yellow man was put in the office..."
"Don't move..."
Just as Chen Bin was about to leave the line to confront the lieutenant, his arm was suddenly pulled. He looked at the wink of a second lieutenant in front of him, although he was not sure about the previous attitude of the person in front of him towards the identity of this system.
But in this era of racial discrimination, Chen Bin decided to give him a face. Besides, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge...
Previous experience gave Chen Bin a strong sense of confidence, but he didn't think that Chen Bin had really become a reckless man. From a rational point of view, he should first understand the background of this era and the relationship between these characters before deciding on his actions.
Originally, Chen Bin dared to say that he just felt that the other party could not do anything to him.
The lieutenant who was concentrating on picking the wrong thing had already reached the back row, and he did not notice the small movements of Chen Bin and the lieutenant ahead. After a pause, the lieutenant gave a summary:
"Because of the fault of you people, all those in the company who can go out on weekends will be cancelled!"
"Change in your training clothes and go run!"
After saying that, a sigh sounded in the team. Just as the boss finally got through the weekend, he suddenly notified the overtime community and walked into the tent weakly...
"Chan, don't care about Sobo's words! Just listen, don't take it to your heart..."
Sober? Is that lieutenant's name?
Chen Bin nodded and signaled to the other party that he understood this.
Looking at the faces in front of me, I recalled the information I had read when I was bored in the first mission world. Chen Bin knew that in this era, the multi-skinned army did not include the US military.
At this time, blacks did not have the right to vote and did not enjoy equal status legally consistent with whites. In the army, it was not until 1942 that the first army advisor composed of blacks was established...
Look at the calendar, it's exactly this year?!
And in ordinary troops, they are all white people.
In this environment, Chen Bin himself didn't know how the system inserted it into himself and could become a sergeant. But this kind of racial discrimination is everywhere...
For example, when Chen Bin prefers to call it a physical fitness suit, there are almost no one in the platoon soldiers except the lieutenant who should be the platoon leader before, and almost no one talks with him.
They were unwilling to pay attention to themselves, and Chen Bin couldn't make a hot face and put on his cold butt.
Listening to Martin accusing Paikant of rolling his trouser legs, and Paikant defended that he had not rolled his trouser legs at all, everything was Lieutenant Sober looking for trouble, Chen Bin silently changed into his physical uniform and walked out of the tent to gather.
Even though these white people don’t like Chen Bin, the yellow race, in the highly hierarchical army, Chen Bin’s sergeant rank still makes them afraid to act rashly.
At least, Chen Bin didn't hear anyone dare to say to himself, "Why can't you even wipe the gun clean?"...
"The distance you go, the distance you go back!"
"Go to Sanli! Go back to Sanli!"
"What kind of company are we?"
"E-company!"
“What should we do?”
“Unity!”
Mixed among a group of white men wearing white T-shirts, Chen Bin ran silently while listening to the slogans they shouted. At the same time, refining information that was useful to him...
For example, if you know that your unit is in, it is the second row of the e-company. Of course, you don’t know which group and which division are...
Of course, there is useless information.
For example, the "unity" that made Chen Bin sneer...
Physical fitness, obstacles, shooting, high jump platform, stacking umbrellas. In the blink of an eye, Chen Bin has spent several months here. Although he doesn't want to admit it, Chen Bin has once again gone through recruit training.
Just fucked...
As the newly established unit of the US military, whether it is a sergeant or a sergeant, those who voluntarily join the unit must start training from scratch.
What’s even more interesting is that Chen Bin found that the e-company he was in was an extreme opposite to the salted fish class 2 in his reality.
The second squad of the fourth company of the Paratrooper Regiment is as salty as the fish, the e-company has a lot of blood...
Holidays are just accidents, running is the norm. In this Tacoa military camp in Georgia, it is also an alternative among other alternatives.
The weekend holidays are cancelled regularly, and you have to go to the armed off-road with full armed force every Friday. Even Chen Bin summed up one sentence: Lieutenant Suobai has three treasures, and he is not only running around!
Whether it is training or punishment, for Lieutenant Sober, there seems to be only one answer, run!
The difference is just the difference between distance and load bearing. In Sober's words, this is called "rush, horses"...
In Chen Bin's understanding, Lieutenant Suobo was saying "Go ahead, ox and horse"!
Run, run, run, and run again...
For Chen Bin, the intensity and scientific nature of military training during World War II were slightly worse than later generations. But on the one hand, Chen Bin felt that it was incomparable to later generations...
That is the cruelty that is closer to the battlefield.
Crawling on a piece of pork with blood, Chen Bin suppressed the disgusting smell and continued to crawl forward...
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ps: I will update it for now...
I didn't expect the Battle Thunder to end so soon, so I am now rushing to rewrite "Brothers". This classic, the dog author doesn't want to write it up, or talk about it in general in a too simple way.
Chapter completed!