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Chapter 722 Weight Group

Sea training is a catastrophe for new recruits, but for veterans like Li Zheng, the intensity can only be said to be acceptable. Veterans who have been trained through the perverted stuff of Hell Week basically have no interest in physical fitness.

Starting from the second day, the basic subject training of the Marines continued, and what was going to be carried out today was swimming training.

This subject is also carried out in the Menghu Brigade. Every summer, some special units in the army will also go to the beach for a month-long sea training.

Sea training includes long-distance armed swimming, boating and boating training.

If it is an amphibious brigade, it will conduct beach landing training with the naval landing craft brigade. Units like the Menghu Brigade will increase underwater reconnaissance, demolition, explosive disposal and penetration training.

Li Zheng and Hou Jun were already officers. Although they were assigned to the Marine Corps Reconnaissance Brigade as soldiers to train with the team, they were very clear about their purpose of coming here.

Their ultimate goal is to learn underwater subjects in naval special operations units and become familiar with joint tactics and command procedures between units within the navy, so as to cultivate qualified grassroots command talents for future joint operations of various arms in the theater.

Swimming training seems a bit boring in the eyes of Li Zheng and Hou Jun. The basic routines of swimming training in the entire army are the same——

First, we sorted out the landlubbers among this year’s recruits who didn’t know how to swim. On the first day of swimming training, these people didn’t go into the water. They all lined up on the beach and practiced starting with hand movements. When the practice was up to standard, the squad leader was satisfied.

, then you can proceed to the next step.

The next step is also very simple. Each person piles a small sandbag with sand on the beach, and then lies on the small sandbag with his limbs suspended in the air to simulate breaststroke.

Military swimming is not an Olympic competition. It involves choosing a swimming style based on actual combat needs. Breaststroke is undoubtedly the most labor-saving, most concealed, and most suitable swimming style for actual combat needs.

No special force will only train unarmed swimming. Armed swimming must be learned. Of course, the distance of armed swimming for ordinary troops is only two to three kilometers, while the swimming distance of special forces is more than five kilometers, even for some elite units.

It is required to reach ten kilometers.

Compared with the new recruits who piled sand on the beach, the veterans seemed much more relaxed. They went to the beach every day, swam in the sea and then helped train the new recruits.

Although the sea training sounds like three months, the swimming training cannot wait. There are other subjects such as amphibious beach landing to be practiced later. Therefore, the recruits only have less than a week to train the basic movements on the shore, and then they can do it anyway.

You must get into the water and do it practically.

What these new recruits went through was what Li Zheng went through during the sea training of the Menghu Brigade.

The first day in the water is the most brutal.

Army training has a strict time plan. As the saying goes, time waits for no one. Among the recruits, those who are more savvy and do not know how to swim just because they have never learned to swim before are the easiest type to practice.

The most terrible thing is the real landlubber.

It’s not that real landlubbers haven’t learned anything, they are really afraid of water. Maybe they were drowned when they were children, or they saw others drowned, so they have an inexplicable fear of water.

When encountering this type of person, the squad leader will take action.

After mastering the basic movements, put these landlubbers on the assault boat, then drive to the nearby sea and order the new landlubbers to enter the water.

At this time, it is often the busiest time in the sea training field, and it is also the happiest time in the sea training every year.

Because the assault boat is not far from the shore, at most a dozen meters away, and the water depth generally ranges from two to seven or eight meters, there are several squad leaders and veterans on the boat as well as a few landlubbers.

"Don't be afraid, jump down here and swim to the shore."

At this time, the monitor's face usually had a kind smile like a trafficker's.

Landlubber recruits usually have green faces, dizzy heads, and heads shaking like rattles.

"Monitor, I really can't do it, I really can't do it."

At this moment, the veterans on the ship will definitely take action and teach the new recruits a lesson with contempt.

"You worthless guy, we Marines have no right to say no. Look at why other new comrades can do it, but you can't? Do you have the nerve to say it?"

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The recruit looked at the shore and then at his squad leader.

The veterans watching the fun on the shore would make a fuss.

"Afraid of a dick!"

"Jump! If you jump into the water, you can swim!"

"You eggless guy! Don't let us underestimate you!"

When the general atmosphere is heightened here, many recruits will become discouraged and jump into the water regardless of what they are doing.

After entering the water, people will subconsciously seek to survive. In a desperate situation, the breaststroke movements that have been practiced thousands of times in the past few days will be performed unnaturally. Many people are really able to break the psychological shackles and suddenly act as if they have penetrated the two channels of Ren and Du.

After a while, I finally surfaced and swam to the shore.

At this time, the veterans on the shore would give him heroic applause and a thumbs up. They would all come up and pat his shoulders and head and say, "Well done! You can only say that you are a Marine if you can swim!"

Of course, there are also recruits who are extremely afraid of water. No matter how much the squad leader does ideological work to coax the crows to open their mouths and sing, they can't coax them into the water. No matter how the veterans despise those who always have more fear than shame, then they have to use a trick.

The squad leader would suddenly kick the recruit on the butt and shout, "Let's go!"

Then there was only a splash, and the recruit fell into the water before he finished shouting.

Fifty percent of those who were kicked down realized the essence of swimming in their panic and finally discovered that they could actually swim.

Half of them are really desperate. After a few sips of salty water and a few mouthfuls of salty water, the veteran who is the safety officer will jump into the water and pull him to the side of the boat.

Several people scrambled to pull the guy onto the boat, leaving him paralyzed on the side of the boat.

At this time, the squad leader will start to smile like a trafficker again and say: "Look, are you okay? Are you not drowning? Water is not that scary, especially sea water. As long as you relax your body, you can float.

So you sink because you are afraid. If you are not afraid, you will not die."

As he spoke, the veteran safety officer who had not climbed onto the boat would spread his limbs across the water like a cross and said loudly, "Look at me, I can't sink even if I don't move."

At this time, the new recruit looked at the veteran in the water and couldn't help but despise himself.

The squad leader will strike while the iron is hot and say, try again! Try it again and you’ll get it! I order you, jump!

The recruit stretched his head to look at the sea water outside. Although he could vaguely see the sand at the bottom of the water, he still couldn't muster the courage. When he wanted to turn around and beg the squad leader to wait, but he was really not mentally prepared yet, he just felt

I was kicked hard on the butt, and then I heard the squad leader’s voice that was so familiar that I will never forget it for the rest of my life...

"class……"

Before the next word "long" was spoken, the recruit plunged into the water with a plop again...


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