Three hundred and thirtieth eight chapters winter training (three)
The cold wind was biting, and the gray team ran out of the camp in two columns and plunged into the snowy sky.
Yang Ling asked the brothers to start physical training in this bad weather. The brothers were full of complaints, thinking that Yang Ling was sincerely torturing them.
But when they saw Yang Ling running with them in the wind and snow, they immediately felt different. They gritted their teeth and felt fierce in their hearts. It was just a running competition. They were all gentlemen and they couldn't fall behind.
I want to see who can't hold on first.
Yang Ling ran at the front of the team, making the snow crunch under his feet, and hundreds of brothers followed him in two columns. It became a beautiful scenery on the snowfield in the early morning.
"What are these soldiers doing?" When the residents who got up early saw the brothers running in the snow, they all hid their hands in their sleeves and came to the side to watch the fun.
"This is training for our bosses."
More and more residents were watching. They stood in front of the house and on the roof, just like watching a play, watching hundreds of brothers running in circles around a large wheat field and watching this unique training method.
Yang Ling worked hard to adjust his breathing and rhythm, and kept his speed at a leisurely pace. The brothers who were following him ran in an orderly formation at first, but after a few laps they were running in a mess.
"I, I can't do it anymore." The special agent company commander Qin Shou couldn't keep up with his physical strength. He hunched over and put his hands on his knees, breathing heavily.
Although these brothers all came from the battlefield, their physical fitness was really poor. Many of them, like Qin Shou, fell behind after just a few laps and couldn't run anymore, so they simply sat on the ground to rest.
"Anyone who hasn't run fifteen laps will have nothing to eat this morning."
Yang Ling is extremely strict with training, and naturally has a way to deal with those veterans who are lazy and slippery.
As the saying goes, people are like steel. If they don't eat a meal, they will feel hungry. This person doesn't eat, but he doesn't do anything. Although he is very tired, the brothers who are left behind have to keep gritting their teeth and running.
At first, all the brothers were shivering from the cold, but after running a few laps, heat began to escape from their whole bodies, and they were no longer cold or freezing. They simply took off their cotton military uniforms and ran in single clothes.
Those brothers who were late for the meeting were also punished, which was to run two more laps. They didn't care at first, but after running seven or eight consecutive laps, their legs felt like lead, and they began to lose control.
Complaints are endless.
Although Yang Ling was usually amiable to every brother, he became harsh and ruthless during training.
"My darling, this is going to tire me out."
The brothers were sweating profusely and complaining endlessly, but looking at Yang Ling who was still running vigorously in front, their feelings were really beyond words.
Under Yang Ling's strict supervision, after fifteen laps, these usually arrogant brothers were so tired that they collapsed in the snow and never wanted to get up. They experienced the pain of running for the first time.
Although the troops had trained before, Yang Ling never trained like this. They were all very tired, but when they saw Yang Ling acting like nothing happened, they secretly cursed themselves as perverts.
"Stand up! After breakfast, continue training!"
Seeing these brothers collapsed on the ground and wailing, Yang Ling was satisfied. Although the queue was in a mess, they all ran down.
These veterans have all survived the battlefield. As long as they train more, they will become a group of tiger and wolf warriors in the future.
These brothers originally thought that they would have to rest for a few days after running fifteen laps, but they did not expect that Yang Ling's words were like cold water that chilled their hearts.
Do you still need to train? Doesn't this cost human life? But Yang Ling has always been right, they can only hope for their own good.
Their breakfast changed from the usual steamed buns and porridge to an additional portion of fried meat.
The exhausted brothers returned to the cooking class to have breakfast in a depressed mood. When they saw the fragrant fried meat on the long table, their mouths immediately watered.
The conditions in the army are difficult, and it is good to be able to eat well. Sometimes they cannot eat a meal of meat for several months. The result is that the soldiers have poor physical fitness, are all sallow and thin, and have no strength to fight.
It was the first time for them to eat meat this morning, which made these brothers feel that the sun was rising in the west, but they didn't care so much. They ate first and then talked about it, otherwise it would be too late.
"Old squad leader, what a good day it is today, we actually have meat to eat."
It wasn't until the meat in the bowl was swallowed that company commander Liu Yidao grabbed the cooking squad leader who was delivering the steamed buns and asked.
The cooking team leader smiled and replied: "This is the order of Deputy Commander Yang. He said that the training will be difficult for you guys in the future, so he asked me to use the money I saved to prepare a meal of meat for the brothers every two days."
The words of the cooking squad leader made the brothers suddenly realize that it was Yang Ling's order to be able to eat meat. The resentment they had towards Yang Ling in the morning had disappeared, and they all felt that Yang Ling was a good commander.
"Now that I can eat a meal of meat every other day, let alone run fifteen laps, I would be willing to run thirty laps every day."
Liu Yidao grinned. Compared to being able to eat meat, running seemed nothing.
"Then you can run thirty laps tomorrow." Yang Ling happened to step in and heard Liu Yidao's yelling, so he joked with a smile.
Liu Yidao hurriedly offered his seat to Yang Ling, waved his hand and said, "No, I'm joking with my brothers. If I really run thirty laps, I won't be exhausted."
Yang Ling did not care about Liu Yidao, and said to the brothers around him while eating: "Brothers, don't blame me, Yang Ling, for being cruel. If our physical fitness cannot keep up, we will lose our lives on the battlefield. You also know that,
In the past, when we were fighting with the Japanese, it would take three or five of us to exchange for one Japanese. This business is a loss, and we can't keep suffering losses, so let's make our bodies stronger so that we won't be afraid when we encounter the Japanese again."
These brothers also know that Yang Ling is good for them. In the past, they were skinny and weak, so they could only get beaten when they met those short and strong little devils. If they really became as strong as the little devils, they would be scared of birds.
"Don't worry, Deputy Commander Yang. If you say you should practice like this, our brothers will listen to you without hesitation!" These brothers also expressed their opinions one after another.
"Okay, brothers, I feel relieved. Everyone, hurry up and eat. After eating, we will practice bombing."
Although Yang Ling was strict and almost harsh during training, he did not treat his brothers badly when it came to food. This big stick plus sweet dates made the training get into gear quickly.
Many brothers were as tired as rotten tofu on the first day of physical training, lying on the ground unable to get up. However, after more than half a month of training, running fifteen laps was just an appetizer for them.
But Yang Ling was still strict, gradually increasing the intensity from running with bare hands to running with weights, but the brothers were still exhausted every day.
This physical training is just the most basic training. In addition, Yang Ling gradually added bombing training, individual shooting training, demolition training, soil work, fighting and stabbing, individual soldier tactics, squad offensive tactics, etc.
A range of subjects.
Many of these training subjects were unheard of by the brothers, and the training was completed one after another. In this cold winter, this cruel training sometimes made them feel that they would rather go back to the smoke-filled battlefield. Although they complained endlessly,
But the combat effectiveness is also increasing day by day.