Along the way, Liu Lang, as the highest officer of the independent regiment, fully demonstrated the spirit of leading by example.
Almost everyone was almost blinded by the way their top officer tortured them. When they saw Fatty Tuanzuo's terrifying individual soldier ability again, they all felt lucky that Liu Lang was already kind to them. If Fatty Tuanzuo was so kind,
This inhumane marching method requires everyone to meet the standards and will definitely kill people. There will be no second chance.
Can you believe that a fat white man who weighs more than 200 kilograms is carrying a rifle, two shell guns, four grenades, two basic bullet bags, and a total load of more than 30 kilograms, and he is also carrying a weapon of more than six
Ten kilograms of 75MM mountain cannon parts flying on the mountain road?
If it hadn't been for the unbelievers who secretly weighed the weight of the mountain cannon parts carried by Fatty Tuanzuo while he was resting on the way, many people would have even thought that the damn Swedish man-made cannons were all made of paper.
It's so spicy and so beastly. This is almost everyone's unanimous evaluation of Fatty Tuanzao's terrifying power.
Seeing this scene, Yu Xiancheng was also sweating on his forehead, not hot but cold. He was very grateful to Liu Lang for rejecting his one-on-one challenge. It was difficult for a martial arts master like him to resist something weighing hundreds of kilograms.
It's not a big burden, but if someone like Liu Lang can walk as fast as he can on the mountain road with a weight of nearly 200 kilograms, and even run for an hour, this is something he absolutely cannot do.
Based on Liu Lang's inhuman strength and the Bajiquan skills he had previously shown, Yu Xiancheng could imagine himself being beaten to pieces. It was definitely a kind of abuse, and it was the kind he brought upon himself.
In fact, Yu Xiancheng is still a little presumptuous. If it was Liu Lang who initially mastered his own body when he was reorganizing the army at the small station, I am afraid it is still unknown who will be the winner between the two.
But now, Liu Lang can really beat his young master until he has no teeth left on the floor.
Since Liu Lang ran a 150-mile emergency march, his endurance has once again broken through. At the same time, his body has also undergone unexpected changes. While his strength has become more and more exaggerated, his weight has increased.
Compared with the muscular handsome man in his previous life, who was streamlined and full of explosive strength, this muscular man with infinite strength but a round and honest look. If Liu Lang was given the choice, Liu Lang would choose it without hesitation.
The latter. The so-called handsome, cool and good-looking person is good-looking, but on a raging battlefield, good looks are of no use? In addition to being slightly less flexible than the previous life, this body is not only more deceptive and confusing, but also more powerful in terms of strength.
The sensitivity of his facial features completely surpassed Liu Lang's in his previous life.
However, only a tank with the agility of an assassin has the strength to kill everyone on the battlefield! Liu Lang, who did not want to see his belly expand further, made a marching plan for his soldiers, and also made his own devilish plan.
Training plan. Oh, to put it bluntly, it’s a weight loss plan.
Ji Yanxue looked at Liu Lang who was sweating profusely and still staggering forward on the mountain road carrying heavy mountain cannon parts. She was angry and funny, and at the same time she felt distressed. From the beginning, when she saw Liu Lang struggling like this, she implicitly expressed some of her feelings.
Worried, but Liu Lang's simple sentence "I need to lose weight, otherwise how can I get a wife?" completely silenced Miss Ji.
Liu Lang is right. No matter which dynasty, handsome guys are of course more popular than fat guys. What's more, what Lang Tuanzuo said in front of the eldest girl has a really strong sense of substitution. Miss Ji has no stagnation at all.
So I put myself in. My stubborn father didn't seem to like fat people very much. Colonel Liu really took great pains to do this.
It's just that running bare-chested on the mountain road carrying a hundred pounds of stuff is so eye-catching. You are afraid that others will not know that you are losing weight!
Well, men and women never think on the same channel. Except for Miss Ji, there is only one beast in the eyes of the more than 1,200 men in the Independent Group, and she is still obese.
In fact, the most difficult thing along the way was not the long mountain road that made our legs thin, but the supply. In layman's terms, it was the problem of feeding more than a thousand people.
A wise man will eventually make mistakes. The soldiers recruited by the Independent Regiment are either elite sergeants or experienced veterans with disabilities. If they encounter an enemy, the well-equipped Independent Regiment can beat the enemies of the same level to pieces.
, but one important unit is missing.
No one cooks.
Such a large independent regiment did not have any cooking soldiers. Previously, they relied entirely on money to clear the way and buy supplies along the way. The problem was not exposed until they left Tongguan and marched all the way. When it was time to eat, a group of old men were very hungry.
I realized the seriousness of this problem only when there was a cooing sound.
People are made of iron, and they will starve if they don't eat. No matter how good the weapons and equipment are, no matter how good the soldiers are, they will be ruined if they don't have anything to eat. In the entire regiment, one of the only two professional cooks still only has one arm.
It is obviously extremely unrealistic for the rich second generation to expect Shi Datou to make steamed buns for the entire group of thousands of people.
Fortunately, Liu Lang knew about a logistics myth created by the great Chinese people more than ten years later. Without the need for cooking soldiers, hundreds of thousands of North Korean volunteers could ensure their most basic survival in the ice and snow. The most magical military rations of this century----
Fried noodles.
It is recorded in military history that after entering North Korea, each person was issued 70 pounds of fried noodles, 8 grenades, and 500 rounds of ammunition (in non-combat status, referring to the burden on the way to North Korea)." Lian Van Fleet, commander of the Eighth Army of the U.S. Army
The four-star general was also deeply impressed by the Volunteer Army’s fried noodle bags: “The Volunteer Army’s food is made from rice and miscellaneous grains ground into powder, and is packed in a long tubular bag, which can last for 16 days if necessary.” It should be said,
The number mentioned by Van Fleet is relatively accurate. The number he obtained must be the result of precise calculations by the US military intelligence department. In fact, the Volunteer Army's fried noodle bags can only last for 7 days of offensive operations.
Liu Lang was already prepared before entering the mountains. He bought a large amount of fine noodles in Hanzhong, mixed soybeans, walnuts, mineral sugar, sesame seeds, peanuts and refined salt to stir-fry them to ensure the most basic needs of the body. However, because of the devil's march formulated by Liu Lang
The plan not only requires a strong will, but also a strong enough body. Fresh vegetables and meat that can ensure energy are also indispensable. However, fresh meat is not convenient to carry because of the hot weather, and smoked meat cannot be raised at one time.
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Fortunately, the Qinling Mountains are extremely rich in products, especially in this era when everyone has not yet thrown off their arms to eat. Most of the soldiers of the Independence Regiment were from rural areas, and Liu Lang couldn't help but be amazed by the variety of wild vegetables picked during the march. Every time he arrived,
At the campsite, Liu Lang would send a certain number of hunting teams to hunt in the mountains and forests. The animals in the forests were suffering, and ferocious beasts like wild boars and black bears became the guns of the independent regiment soldiers who were in urgent need of energy and had green eyes.
The lower soul.
Liu Lang was even dumbfounded when he saw a group of soldiers tying a chubby black and white guy with his hooves in the air to offer him a treasure and prepare it to be used as food and drinks during the bonfire party in the evening.
Damn it, if you knew that in a few decades your grandchildren would have to go to a special breeding center to see this guy. The room this guy lives in would be a thousand times better than the one you live in, with heating in the winter and air conditioning in the summer.
I don’t know if you can still eat this roasted panda, Liu Lang silently complained to himself about releasing the future national treasure’s current barbecue ingredients into the forest.
This is probably because the fat man cherishes the fat man! The soldiers were drooling as they watched the fat man Tuan Zuo let the fat bear run away, and they were silently complaining in their hearts.