It rained again, and the red soil turned into a quagmire. The men in Jiangbei lay down in the mud and continued to practice, crawling and rolling with Type 56 submachine guns, shooting one or two bursts from time to time. In fact, it rained heavily, and they almost
If I can't see the goal, I really don't know what the point of this kind of training is...
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Everyone was greeting Jianguo's eight generations of ancestors in their hearts, but they dared to be angry and dare not say anything. They had already agreed when they arrived that this trip was a hard job and they might risk their lives here.
They are not young men of 17 or 18 years old. They still understand that strict training by instructors is for their own good, but they cannot get around this corner for the time being.
Under the banana tree, Liu Ziguang, who was wearing a split raincoat, looked at the clumsy figures of the boys and asked with concern: "Jianguo, can these boys come in handy?"
Li Jianguo said coldly: "The dragons in the city are just like worms in the jungle. They are good men, but without several months of training, they can only play on the sidelines and cannot be the main force."
"That's fine. I don't expect them to take the lead. They can just clean up the mess. It will be beneficial to the growth of these boys to see the iron-blooded scene." Liu Ziguang said.
Li Jianguo suddenly put down his telescope, ran angrily into the rain, and shouted at a fat black man lying on the ground pretending to be dead: "Get up right now!"
Meng Zhiqiu, the fat black man, could only vent his breath but not go in. He said feebly: "Instructor, I'm exhausted. I really can't climb anymore."
Without saying a word, Li Jianguo pulled out the Stechkin automatic pistol from the wooden holster on his waist and fired a shot into Meng Zhiqiu's head. The bullet grazed his ear and hit the soil. Meng Zhiqiu was so frightened that he got up and rolled over.
It can run far away with a crawler, moving faster than a rabbit.
Li Jianguo walked back angrily, and Liu Ziguang explained: "This guy has been in the detention center for a year, and it is normal for his physical condition to deteriorate." Li Jianguo snorted, obviously not satisfied with Meng Heizi, because his shooting performance before was also very poor.
The bullet holes on the target are widely scattered and irregular. It seems that it is not suitable for shooting.
The training continued until dusk, when everyone was so hungry that the instructor announced that dinner was ready. Everyone came to the entrance of the cafeteria with their guns on their backs, but they were blocked from entering, saying that recruits were only allowed to stay outside.
It was time to eat. Unfortunately, it was raining heavily outside. Everyone didn’t even have a raincoat on them. There was no dry land in sight, so where could we eat?
The instructor didn't care about that. He asked someone to bring up a huge stainless steel bucket, which contained hot soup. The dishes were served in a stainless steel basin. In the basket were large steamed buns specially steamed for these Jiangbei guys. Each person was given a portion.
An aluminum rice box and a multi-purpose tableware that combines a knife and a spoon, just squatting in the rain to eat.
Everyone devoured the food, cursing their mothers while eating, but this meal was really delicious, with authentic Jiangbei cuisine, stir-fried spicy chicken, braised mutton, and spicy spicy soup. It was definitely enough, and everyone was full.
The food was stuck in my throat.
After eating, they were finally able to rest, but they were still not allowed to enter the house. Instead, each of them was given a split raincoat and a single-person tent. They could camp in the rain by themselves, wouldn’t they? Learn how to do it yourself.
, if you can’t learn it, just get wet.
The commotion didn't stop until midnight. Everyone lay in the small tent and snored and fell asleep. There was a light rain and rustling outside. In the dream, they returned to their hometown. They seemed to be lying in a private room in Huaqing Pool, with technicians waiting on them.
It's so beautiful that I can't help but salivate at the corners of my mouth.
Suddenly, a loud noise woke everyone up from their sweet dreams. It was a bomb! Instructor Li's devilish voice shouted: "Enemy attack!" Everyone hurriedly got out of the tent, only to see flames outside and chaos everywhere.
Bullets flew overhead, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air.
Oh my god, you can't be so unlucky. You are actually fighting. I saw the muzzle flashing with a hot red light in the night, grenades exploding around you from time to time, the air waves making people's faces hurt, and the automatic rifle...
It was never taken back, but the bullets were long gone. A gun without bullets would become a fire stick.
In the panic, Li Jianguo led a few soldiers and ran over carrying a box filled with live ammunition magazines, shouting at them: "Load bullets and fight back!"
Everyone hurriedly got the bullets, lay down in the trench full of rain, and fired at the enemy on the opposite side. Tracer bullets flew in the sky in clusters, the gunshots rang out, and the enemies gradually surrounded them. Suddenly, Li Jianguo shuddered and covered his head.
Zhuo Li saw the man and fell down with his chest. When Zhuo Li saw him, he rushed over to check his wound. The bullet hit his heart, and blood was pouring out. He could still breathe, but not for long. Zhuo Li tore open the first aid kit and pressed it on his wound.
He swiped the shuttle with his gun and shouted: "Come out with me!"
"Out of bullets!" one brother shouted.
"It's all lit here too!" someone shouted again.
Each person only had one box of bullets. If he fired continuously, they would all be used up in a few seconds. The newcomer was panicking and liked to shoot continuously. Seeing that the ammunition was exhausted and instructor Li died, a surge of anger rose in Zhuo Li's heart.
Standing up, he shouted: "Put on the bayonet! Let's fight like crazy!" As he said this, he shook out the three-pointed bayonet under his rifle. All the brothers were also hot-blooded men. No one could stop the gang fights on the streets.
Stay, it’s just a life, risk it all to bring him down!
Just when everyone was about to draw their bayonets, the gunfire suddenly stopped. Li Jianguo also got up from the ground, patted the mud on his body and shouted: "Everyone is here, stand at attention!"
Everyone was dumbfounded. They saw some people walking out from behind the bunker in the distance. They were all employees of the Red Star Company. Automatic rifles were slung across their bodies, still smoking. There were yellow bullet casings everywhere on the ground, but the shell mouths were slightly shrunk and clearly visible.
It's a blank training bomb.
It turns out that Instructor Li has set up another trick, not allowing anyone to sleep in the middle of the night, and even planning a night attack. Brother Jianguo is really a scumbag!
No one slept soundly in the second half of the night, all worried about Li Jianguo's rebirth. Unfortunately, they slept until dawn, and no one bothered them anymore. At 7:30 in the morning, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. It was a tropical summer scene, and everyone never died.
Climbing up from the tent in the quagmire, everyone's eyes were bloodshot and they were shaking when walking. In the distance, there were several large pots and baskets of meat buns at the entrance of the canteen. The aroma was so fragrant that it made people move their index fingers.
This time they were allowed to enter the canteen and sit on the bench to eat. After eating, they took a shower together and threw away all the dirty and torn military uniforms. Then they were issued a full set of American four-color jungle camouflage scratch-resistant BDU and nylon S belts.
, canvas-waisted military boots, round-brimmed beanie hat, and half-finger tactics, it looks a bit like the old American military style.
Everyone gathered in the playground, and Liu Ziguang lectured them: "Some people may think that Brother Jianguo's training is too harsh, but in fact he has given you special treatment. When training local students, they have a 2% death quota!"
So we train like this because our enemies are quite powerful, and the set of rules and regulations in mainland cities are of no use here. There is no network for you here, and there are no streets and alleys you are familiar with. Everything is unfamiliar.
Mysterious, and your enemies have grown up here since they were young. They have been exposed to guns, drugs, and war since they were sensible. They can walk in the jungle without shoes, disassemble and assemble various firearms with their eyes closed, and live a knife-edge life every day.
In this life of blood, what we are about to face is not a wargame, but a real jungle war. If you want to quit now, you can raise your hand, no one will laugh at you."
As he said this, he glanced at everyone, and everyone looked around, but no one was willing to quit. The reason was simple. If anyone turned out to be a coward at this moment, they would not be embarrassed to see anyone in Jiangbei in the future.
"Okay, since we are all good guys and no one is a coward, then get ready and set off in half an hour. Let's go to war. Disband!"
Everyone quickly disassembled and cleaned the guns, and received live ammunition. Each person had six 30-round magazines, which were carried on the chest with canvas bib-type bullet bags, four 77-1 type hand grenades, and a belt of bullets for the machine gunner.
, equipment, military kettles, and military daggers are all exported goods produced by domestic OEMs, and the quality is very high.
Wang Wenjun received an SVD sniper rifle, but he was not a sniper in the team, but just a precision shooter responsible for suppression tasks. In fact, becoming a real sniper requires countless sweat and efforts.
Any attempt to take shortcuts is counterproductive.
Zhuo Li is the machine gunner in the team, carrying a Type 80 general-purpose machine gun. This machine gun uses Type 53 flange bullets that are one size larger than the 7.62 ordinary bullets. It is very powerful, especially in tropical rainforests with lush vegetation.
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Meng Zhiqiu, on the other hand, played a role similar to that of a military industrialist, carrying twelve RPG rockets and two hundred machine gun bullets on his back, with an unhappy but helpless look on his face.
Li Jianguo had thirty soldiers under his command, twenty of whom were from the Red Star and ten were locally recruited guides. They were all issued with guns. They were obviously very familiar with this task, and their every move showed calmness and confidence.
A jeep and two high-chassis off-road trucks were all painted in military green without any markings on them. After checking the weapons and equipment for the last time, everyone boarded the vehicles one after another and drove deep into the mountains.
Liu Ziguang was sitting in the open jeep leading the way, wearing sunglasses and a cigar in his mouth. He looked back at his army on the mountain road and recited a poem: Give the order for massacre, and let the dogs of war ravage in all directions.
"It's so elegant. Did you do this?" Li Jianguo asked.
"No, it's a line from William Shakespeare's Julius Caesar," Liu Ziguang said.