In ancient history, when plundering a city, victory was often based on numbers. Thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of people would engage in hand-to-hand combat. Just thinking about the scenes makes people's blood boil!
But now that we have entered the age of science and technology, most of them rely on individual soldiers to fight. If you want to witness the attack of tens of millions of people, then you have to launch a war! And obviously, this is unrealistic!
The army's hundreds of people training for large-scale operations are nothing more than raising troops for a thousand days and using them for a while. Qian Mo did feel hot in his heart for the thousand people of the 853rd Division training, but after seeing it, he just smiled, because Qian Mo knew that maybe
Until they die, this group of people will not go to the battlefield collectively, and will eventually be reduced to mere tricks in the eyes of the mercenaries.
Qian Mo stayed at the guest house in the station that night. It was usually used by leaders from the military region. It was quite comfortable. However, the horns that sounded from time to time in the middle of the night made Qian Mo relive his life in the Middle East.
On the second day, the army blew the rallying horn before six o'clock. The daily morning exercises in the station never stopped. The sounds of "taking a break" and "standing at attention" came from time to time. Qianmo had already gotten up early at this time.
For Qianmo, morning exercise is also essential
At around eight o'clock in the morning, Chief of Staff Zhao came to ask Qian Mo to have dinner with him. As the commander of the first division, Commander Qian naturally had his own work to be busy with and could not always accompany Qian Mo, so things were relatively busy in the past.
It would be most suitable for Chief of Staff Zhao, who is free, to lead Qian Mo.
When Chief of Staff Zhao entered the single room where Qian Mo lived, Qian Mo was shirtless and doing push-ups on one finger. Even in the cold weather, there was still no air conditioning in this single room. Chief of Staff Zhao could see beads of sweat all over his body.
The scars on Qian Mo's body didn't expect that this young man looked weak, but the scars on his body were all over his body, which made Chief of Staff Zhao have more respect for this young man.
When Chief of Staff Zhao saw the quilt folded into tofu blocks, his favorable impression of Qian Mo increased. This young man was well-educated.
"Comrade Qian Mo, let's go have breakfast together," Chief of Staff Zhao said to Qian Mo.
This kid looked up at himself slightly when he came in, but then continued to do push-ups. It must be that he has not yet reached the number of push-ups he required of himself. He is a young man who is very strict with himself. Chief of Staff Zhao
He is tall and tall, but he has an exquisite heart and is good at observing people from minute details.
I saw Qian Mo finish the last five push-ups, and with the last push of his thumb, he stood up straight, looking quite like a zombie when he stood up. He took the towel handed over by Chief of Staff Zhao and wiped off the clothes on his body.
With beads of sweat, he said: "So early?"
When Qian Mo was working as a mercenary in the Middle East, he basically had nothing to do with breakfast. All training was done in the morning. After returning to the country and arriving at the port city, he only had breakfast at ten o'clock. Qian Mo's diet was very regular, unless it was that
It's just a break to go to class for lunch.
"It's not too early. We all have dinner at half past seven." You need to have a good breakfast to have the strength to carry out the day's training. Chief of Staff Zhao has not eaten until now because he is waiting for Qian Mo.
While talking, Qian Mo had already put on his clothes. Although the sweat was still a little sticky, he was used to it. Originally, Qian Mo was dispensable for the breakfast, but he was not inexperienced in the world and knew this Staff Officer Zhao.
You must have not eaten for a long time. You can't let others accompany you to starve yourself.
"Then let's go." Qian Mo took his windbreaker and said to Chief of Staff Zhao.
The canteen at the 853rd Division headquarters is not luxurious, but it is definitely big enough. When Chief of Staff Zhao and Qian Mo went to the canteen, only dozens of logistics staff were still busy inside the canteen. Chief of Staff Zhao and these canteens
The logistics staff were quite familiar with it. After saying hello, two sergeant’s standard breakfasts were delivered.
Although the dishes were ordinary, there was still heat surrounding them. Qian Mo knew that Chief of Staff Zhao had specially asked the logistics staff to set aside this food, and he became more aware of the burly man's attentiveness.
"Comrade Qian Mo, the food in the army is not as good as outside. Eat whatever you want." Chief of Staff Zhao said and directly picked up a hot bowl and stuffed it into his mouth. He waited for Qian Mo for two hours.
It’s true that you get hungry easily in cold weather
Qian Mo nodded. The breakfast here is already rich. When he was at Li Qi's house, his breakfast was just a glass of milk and some grains.
"The taste is okay." Qian Mo took a piece of green vegetables and put it in his mouth. The chef in the cafeteria is really good at his craftsmanship.
The army is so simple. After hearing this compliment, Chief of Staff Zhao did not directly praise himself, but at least he praised the 853rd Division. Chief of Staff Zhao, who has a strong sense of collective honor, smiled after hearing this.
There are not only ordinary soldiers in each station, but also some special forces. They are often sent to the station to accept some special and urgent tasks. This group of people will not train with ordinary soldiers, but have special forces.
At the training ground, Commander Qian asked Qian Mo to be his instructor just so that he could compete with the arrogant special forces soldiers stationed there.
Ji Xuan is twenty-three years old this year. He was recruited by the country as a special force at the age of twelve. He trained inhumanely at the Amazon base for seven years. He participated in the extermination of drug traffickers six times, the fight against transnational criminals eleven times, and the use of force to suppress domestic violence twice.
, those small tasks are countless, but as a twenty-year-old, he considers himself a person who has struggled with the bullets and bullets. Originally, based on his service years and military merit accumulation, he could live a normal life in two years.
In terms of life, although I was very dissatisfied with the arrangement by my superiors to be stationed at a local station, but thinking about it later, I thought it would be nice to stay there for two years and then be honorably discharged!
Ji Xuan was young and promising, and had good strength. He naturally developed a more arrogant character. When he first arrived at the 853rd Division, the special forces were different from ordinary arms. Challenges to the instructors often occurred. On the first day, Ji Xun was
After challenging the short man who claimed to be the Iron Instructor, after many rounds, in the end he was defeated by the Iron Instructor because of his lack of experience. In the following months, he showed the flexibility and flexibility of the special forces and trained under the Iron Instructor calmly.
months
"Ji Xuan, that shoulder fall you did just now was really beautiful. Can you give me some guidance later when you have time!?"
While Qian Mo was chatting with Chief of Staff Zhao about trivial military matters, more than ten people walked into the cafeteria, divided into two small groups, one consisting of nine strong men, and the other consisting of three heroic women.
, these twelve people were exactly the twelve special forces soldiers who were sent down to the 853rd Division station by their superiors. They had just returned from training at the underground training base, and their bodies were still steaming. The person who just said that was one of the twenty-five named Zhang Cheng.
What the six-year-old man said to Ji Xuan who was standing in front of him
Ji Xuan smiled modestly, but his eyes were vaguely looking at the middle one among the three women. Everyone in their group knew that Ji Xuan liked the female soldier named Zhang Xian. Zhang Xian's skin was not like those big girls in the city.
The young lady is as white as before, but her slightly darker skin makes people feel heroic. She is not a very beautiful face but has her own temperament. Many of the men in this group secretly like her, but Ji Xuan is strong and tall.
Handsome, they can only suppress this simple love in their hearts
"No problem, let's go practice our skills after breakfast!" Although Ji Xuxiang attracted the attention of the female soldier named Zhang Xian, the latter was talking and laughing with the other two female soldiers, and it was inevitable that she didn't look over.
A little discouraged, Ji Xuan knew that Zhang Xian didn't seem to like him very much.
The twelve people took the meals left for them in the canteen. When they were looking for a seat to sit down, a sharp-eyed man saw the second-in-command in the station, Chief of Staff Zhao, and everyone hurriedly stepped forward.
"Hello, Chief of Staff Zhao!" The twelve people held their rice plates in their left hands and saluted with their right hands.
This sound made Chief of Staff Zhao, who was chatting with Qian Mo, stunned for a moment. He turned around, waved his hand, and laughed and scolded: "You guys are still doing this when you are eating. Find a place for yourself."
The second-in-command laughed and scolded them, and everyone laughed. However, the young face in front of them had never been seen in the station. Seeing Chief of Staff Zhao accompanying them, they thought it must be the son of some military boss who came down here.
Seeing the eyes of these gangsters resting on Qian Mo, how could he not know what they were thinking? Anyway, he would introduce Qian Mo, the new instructor, to them later. Chief of Staff Zhao felt that it would be the same now.
"This is Comrade Qian Mo, your new instructor for twenty days," Chief of Staff Zhao introduced to everyone.
Everyone was startled, and their eyes turned to that face that was always indifferent. He was too young. You must know that Ji Zhou was definitely a good martial artist, but he was still twenty-three years old, and the iron instructors who relied on experience to defeat him were at least four years old.
He is fifteen years old, and the person in front of him is only twenty years old at most. Is he capable of guiding these special forces?
"Chief of Staff Zhao, this...he is our instructor?" Ji Xuan hesitated for a moment, but still asked.
Ji Xuan was proud of himself, but now he had a younger instructor as his instructor. There was a big gap in his heart, and he felt weird for a while.
"Huh?" Chief of Staff Zhao's smile faded and he frowned slightly. This is the army, how could he still make fun of them: "Ji Xuan, this is your new instructor Qian, please call him instructor!"
Seeing that the second-in-command at the station was showing signs of getting angry, the group quickly kept silent. Although they were reluctant, they still shouted to Qian Mo, "Hello, instructor!" Qian Mo nodded, knowing that the group was dissatisfied, but this
They didn't want to see that it was none of their business, and they still had to talk nonsense with them. Then they threw the instructor's certificate given to them by Teacher Qian in their pockets on the table.
"This is my instructor's certificate"
From the beginning to the end, Qian Mo had been paying attention to the breakfast on the plate without raising his head to look at Ji Xuan and the others. This was actually a kind of psychological oppression, but Qian Mo used it this time.
After all the words had been said, Ji Xuan and others were naturally not stupid enough to look at the military officer's ID card on the table. They could only salute a military salute and found a place to sit down. However, their eyes occasionally glanced at Qian Mo, among them.
There was the curious look from the female soldier named Zhang Xian
Looking at Qian Mo as if nothing had happened, Chief of Staff Zhao admired him for being low-key and tactful. He originally thought that Qian Mo would be arrogant as a young man, but his tepidness and calmness made Zhao