On the edge of the training ground, a soldier said, "Company Commander! These guys are so crazy. I'm so scared when I look at them, let alone them who are in it. It's hard to imagine how they persevered."

The company commander said: "This shows why people are called elites and we are called big-headed soldiers. However, this is indeed a good way to quickly improve their survivability, but we can't do it."

Yang Luo walked over with a submachine gun in his hand and shouted: "Get together! Don't lie there like a gang-raped little girl, don't forget that you are soldiers."

They got up one by one and stood neatly in front of Yang Luo.

Yang Luo looked at them and said, "You fucking me remember this situation. I don't want to see it again. On the battlefield, you only have one breath and cannot lie down and have to flatten the gun, because the last bullet you fired may bring hope for your comrades."

After saying that, he shouted: "Li Mingyang! Jing Zefan! Ling Yan! Cannati!"

"Come!" the four people shouted in unison.

“Get out of the line!”

"Bang!" The four men took a step forward.

Yang Luo looked at them and said, "Are you snipers?"

The four people were a little surprised, but they still shouted: "Yes!"

Yang Luo nodded: "I have been observing you these two days. I can accurately judge the bounce point of firepower and choose the most conducive route to cover and concealment. Even senior snipers who have been trained for more than four years may not have such a vicious vision. You are already qualified to become a sniper, but they are still far from being a real master. So starting tomorrow, you will receive sniper training, and I want you to become the top snipers."

On that night, Yang Luo did not train them. After all, soldiers are humans, not machines. Yang Luo has a good grasp of physical fitness.

The sun rose in the east again. I don’t know when there was a hundred meters of barbed wire on the training ground. There were barbs on the net, and there was a dazzling light shining under the sunlight.

At this moment, the gunshot that had been quiet for a night began to sound again. Four people were squirming under the barbed wire. Yang Luo shot at them wildly, "Didn't the fuck you have? You crawled so slowly, believe it or not, I opened your butts with a shot."

"The four guys trembled and crawled forward desperately."

"Battery Commander, look at those four guys." A captain said, standing not far away.

The battalion commander looked up and his face suddenly became very serious. He saw Li Mingyang, Jing Zefan, Ling Yan, and Kanati crawling quickly under the wire. Under the wire, under the wire, he could actually judge the bounce point of the firepower in that limited space and choose the most favorable route to hide. This is surprising.

"Battery Commander! Did you see it? These four guys are so fucking geniuses." The captain said softly.

The battalion commander nodded: "Faced with the threat of death, they can always keep their brains awake and find safe routes to move. Slow down movement in dead corners that cannot be reached by firepower as a chance to win a breather. Once they enter the dangerous field, he will try his best to speed up. A talent like him who is born with the best judgment, as long as he is properly tempered, he will definitely become the best sniper. And this training is their opportunity."

Because the backs of the four people were too large, countless blood marks were scratched by the sharp steel pierced on the barbed wire mesh, and sweat, blood mixed with soil were covered on their backs, making people feel trembling in their hearts.

The captain sighed and said, "I think I am a genius in sniping, but I am much worse than them. And under such perverted training, they are no different from actual combat. As long as they are given two months, they will definitely become top snipers."

One day, two days, three days... No one has returned to the dormitory to rest. Those team members who are training for shooting will sleep in the playground filled with thick bullet shells. Maybe for a few minutes, or for more than ten minutes, a burst of gunfire will wake them up. Then they will enter a state of war and shoot frantically.

On this day, two soldiers from the guard regiment were surprised to find that outside the wall several meters high to the west of the training ground, there were three guys nearly two meters tall, holding the M134 Vulcan cannon for evasion training. You can't imagine that a Vulcan cannon that looks stupid and holds nearly 100 kilograms can have such flexible and standardized movements. The Vulcan cannon roared and tear apart the targets that suddenly appeared, and no one consumed nearly 50,000 bullets in his hands every day.

A week later, Yang Luo rushed Li Mingyang, Jing Zefan, Ling Yan and Kanati into the sewer. The four of them crawled day after day in the sewer full of stench and hidden countless creatures.

They were sleeping in the arms and slept in the inside when they were sleepy, and they were thirsty when they were hungry. At first, they couldn't eat or drink, but later they were hungry, so they grabbed the food and brought it into their mouths with their hands full of worms.

Another week, Yang Luo asked them to lie in it and not move, absolutely not move. For four consecutive days, they were lying motionless in the dark mud without eating or drinking, and there were also a bunch of wriggling worms crawling around their bodies and faces.

On the fifth day, Yang Luo finally showed his compassion and called them up. The gunfire that had been fired for more than ten days also stopped. The training ground was full of bullet shells. I don’t know how many bullets they fired, how many submachine guns and machine guns they scrapped.

The military uniforms of each of them were already broken and were completely dyed black by the sweat and blood. They walked out of the training ground slowly with the smell of gunpowders all over the ground.

When they stood beside Yang Luo again, everyone was shocked. You could no longer find that kind of youth in them, but what followed was the violent murderous aura that could only be achieved when thousands of troops charged forward together. With the experience of tens of thousands of bullets flying by their side, their hearts had become as stiff as iron.

Those officers were thinking about a question, that is, they must not be able to meet them on the battlefield. Once they meet, there is only one way to die, and there is no second way to go.

Whether it is Li Guangwu, Mao Zheping, or those members of the Standing Committee, they come to watch the training every day, and today is no exception.

Tan Shaoqiang sighed, "In less than a month, the breath on them actually made me feel oppressed.

Mao Zheping said in a deep voice: "If we are in a hostile relationship on the battlefield and in a single-soldier combat state, none of us will be their opponents. It is really the younger generation of the Yangtze River to push forward the older generation. It seems that we are really old."

Li Guangwu said thoughtfully: "In my opinion, their combat effectiveness should be a little far from that of the Nanjing Military Region's Sabre Special Forces Brigade. I think this is not the limit of their training. I am really looking forward to what kind of surprises this kid Yang Luo can bring to us."

Yang Luo stood there and turned his head slightly, and saw the standing committee members grinning. It didn't matter if this smile, Li Guangwu felt his scalp numb and left without even saying hello.

"Old Li! If you leave, the training below will not be carried out." Yang Luo came over and shouted with a chuckling.

Li Guangwu paused, turned around with a dark face and said, "What are you doing? I've given you a lot of things you want."

Yang Luo shook his finger, "I need two large armed transport aircraft and four armed helicopters. There are also two amphibious armored vehicles, amphibious combat vehicles, including tanks, and the instructors also brought them."

Li Guangwu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as this kid did not make any requests outside of training, there would be no problem, "No problem."

Yang Luo pondered for a moment and said, "A real special forces soldier must learn all military skills, including flying fighter jets." Speaking of this, he looked at Li Guangwu, "It depends on you whether you can borrow fighter jets and coaches from the Air Force."

Li Guangwu glanced at Mao Zheping and said that it was really hard for them to deal with this matter. In the 1960s and 1970s, China's army was incredible, surpassing the air force and the navy. In the central, air force and navy had no say. In the late 1980s and early 1990s, with the rise of modern warfare models, the country vigorously developed the air force. What followed was the strength and status of the air force soared, steadily suppressing the army. In the past 20 years, due to the new changes in the international situation, maritime resources have become the key point for various countries to compete for, and the navy came from behind. Therefore, the army, navy, and air force did not submit to each other and had been competing secretly. It was really difficult for them to borrow fighter jets and coaches in the air force.

Yang Luo curled his lips and said, "Look at your promising prospects, this matter is stumped? It would be a matter of just a word to call your immediate boss and let him come forward?"

After thinking about it, Li Guangwu had to do this. If Wei Guoqiang came forward, the Air Force still had to give him this face.

"I'll go back and call Commander Wei now."

Yang Luo nodded: "This is not urgent, but when we need to learn to fly fighter jets, the Air Force must be able to accept it." Li Guangwu didn't say anything, and walked towards the headquarters with the Standing Committee members.

Yang Luo walked to the team members and said, "Now you have the appearance of a soldier, but it is still quite a distance from my request to become a real soldier. I still say the same thing, be prepared, in the next two months you will face a real life and death test, and today is the only day you can rest well..."

The dense gunfire began to sound again that night, as well as the screams of shells passing by in the air and the banging explosions. The helicopters hovered in the sky all night, and the roar of armored vehicles engines made people feel that they were always in a tragic war.

During the day, Yang Luo compiled a new training plan, carrying 50 kilograms in the morning, 20 kilometers of off-road physical training, and doing one thousand supine bodies, push-ups, and jumping. In the afternoon, he conducted sniping, fighting, fighting, blasting, driving, assassination, and lurking training based on the team members' specialties.

The gunshots, cannons, and screams disappeared for five weeks, which made the soldiers and officers of the guard regiment a little uncomfortable. The training ground had nothing but bullet shells and scrapped guns, and no one knew where they were going.
Chapter completed!