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Chapter 159 The juggling of the group seat?

The independent regiment is full of waste, including recruit training, veteran training, various military training plans adapted to the current physical condition of soldiers based on the previous republic, and various base constructions. As the commander of the regiment, Liu Lang is busy every day.

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Finally having some free time this day, Liu Lang planned to go to the new barracks to take a look. As a field regiment, soldiers are the top priority. Without well-trained soldiers, no matter how good the equipment is, it can only be a fire stick.

, no matter how excellent the logistics support is, it is just a gift to the enemy. The soldiers of the Republic of Korea holding modern weapons supported by the United States on the Korean battlefield fully proved this, and the red soldiers wearing straw sandals with corn stalks in their bullet belts also proved the opposite.

at this point.

People are the key to determining the victory of the war.

At this time, the recruit camp had been open for nearly two weeks. When Liu Lang walked into the gate of the recruit camp, he looked around and saw dozens of rows of recruits standing neatly on the training ground that could accommodate 3,000 people at the same time.

It looked like they were doing military posture training. Liu Lang watched from a distance with his hands behind his back for a long time. Except for a few soldiers who started to sneak around and relax, most of the team's formations were maintained well. After all, it was training.

It took Yu Xiancheng and Chi Dakui a lot of thought to recruit half-month-old recruits.

However, thinking about the life-and-death showdown with the most elite Kwantung soldiers of the Japanese army in a few months, this training state is still far from enough, and there is still a certain distance from Liu Lang's requirements.

Although it is only the most basic training and is different from various military skills that can determine life and death, Liu Lang believes that this foundation is the most important thing for a soldier.

Real soldiers can stand majestic and imposing with just one simple step, whereas people like them can stand with gloomy faces as if they are about to die.

Standing in a military posture must not only be tangible, but also powerful.

It is precisely because of your strength that you will not be afraid of any enemy on the battlefield. No matter how powerful your military skills are, if you do not have the confidence and strength that a soldier should have, it will be just an appearance.

Seeing Liu Lang coming, Yu Xiancheng and Chi Dakui, who were standing at the front of the queue, rushed over to greet him.

"Commander, why are you here? Just in time, please give a lecture to the new recruits." Chi Dakui said with a smile.

"No need to lecture, let them rest where they are." Liu Lang waved his hand.

Yu Xiancheng and Chi Dakui looked at each other. Based on their understanding of the commander, it seemed like they were causing trouble again! Are they dissatisfied with the training of new recruits?

People who know Liu Lang know that there must be something fishy in it, but the recruits have only seen the top officer once at the opening ceremony of the recruit camp, so what will they know about the Fat Man Group? As soon as the order to rest in place was given, they staggered around.

Sitting on the ground and not wanting to get up.

Yu Xiancheng and Chi Dakui looked at Liu Lang with a guilty look on his face, and secretly complained in their hearts. These new recruits who were farmers more than ten days ago now look more like new recruits. They are already their flowers.

It was the result of huge efforts, and I originally wanted them to show off in front of the group, but a simple order to rest in place revealed their true colors, and they turned out to be a bunch of farmers.

However, Liu Lang didn't seem to see anything. Instead, he took the two of them to chat about the next phase of training that was about to begin. Yu Xiancheng and Chi Dakui didn't really listen to what they said in detail. Anyway, what Liu Lang gave them

It was written in the pamphlet that it was very different from the training of new recruits in the national army. The two of them were just thinking about what the regiment would do later to torment these new recruits. The worst thing was that they might even take them with them.

As expected of someone who had been with Liu Lang for a long time, they expected it to be true. After resting for half an hour, Liu Lang stood up.

Standing on the temporary earth platform, he shouted loudly: "Brothers, have you rested?"

"Get some rest, sir." A group of new recruits below agreed.

For such an officer who loves his soldiers as much as his son, the soldiers certainly welcome him. The affable Fat Tuanzuo is much better than the two black-faced officers. He knows how to stand in line every day, stand in a military posture, stand in a military posture, and stand in line. Except for this

They didn't seem to know anything else. What if they agreed to be soldiers and carry guns to fight? Not even a hair on the gun was seen.

"Does your leg still hurt?" Liu Lang continued to ask with a smile.

"It doesn't hurt." The recruits may not have fully learned anything else after more than ten days of military training, but they are very familiar with the idea of ​​soldiers not complaining about pain or tiredness.

Those who cry out for pain will suffer even more. More than a hundred black-faced disabled instructors used more rigorous training to make them understand this truth.

"It doesn't hurt! Well, you are indeed a carefully selected soldier to join my independent regiment." Liu Lang nodded and praised, then his face became solemn, "There are still two hours before dinner. Very good, there is a lot of time."

"Plenty, I order you to stand in military posture for two hours from now on."

The recruits were in an uproar. The fat man was even more outrageous than the two black-faced colonels. What do you mean there are still two hours before dinner? It was obviously not long after lunch, okay? And this stop turned out to be two hours.

You must know that I almost broke my legs after standing for an hour before. That extremely harsh standing posture is simply designed to torture people.

"What's your name? Do you have the right to do it when the regimental leader is speaking?" The sergeants and veterans who were assigned to serve as squad leaders among the new recruits looked at their recruits angrily.

As soon as they saw the veterans showing off their power, the recruits were instantly in trouble. They had never seen the majesty of a regimental commander, but they had really been tortured by the veterans in the past two weeks. Those who were lagging behind in training were required to do 200 push-ups and 200 sit-ups every day.

Even a tough guy can't stand sitting up.

The key is to resist, but can't. Veterans who have been through life and death on the battlefield are full of murderous aura. How can these peasants who were digging in the land more than ten days ago be able to resist?

"Below myself, everyone on the training ground, except for the instructors of the new barracks, are all included in this group. The company will be used as a unit to compete. Within two hours, the one with the most people standing will win. Those who fail to meet the military posture standards will be

On the theory of withdrawal, those who withdraw will use their spare time to continue training in military posture. Those who still fail within seven days will be removed from the independent regiment and repatriated to their hometown. What our independent regiment needs are real soldiers, not weaklings who just want to get by with military pay.

.The five companies at the bottom will clean the inside and outside of the new barracks within the next seven days, and will be responsible for cleaning all the clothes, shoes and socks of the officers and soldiers of the top five companies. This order includes the squad officers and sergeants of each company."

Liu Lang continued to order sonorously and forcefully.

From the lieutenant who serves as the company commander to the soldiers, their faces are all a little green. This punishment is a bit too harsh!

The recruits who already have a bit of a military flavor may be afraid of being tired, but they would rather suffer and be tired than wash other people's smelly socks.

Although many people have never worn socks before joining the army, it does not mean that they do not know how strong the smell of the cotton tube that makes the feet comfortable after a day of training can kill a lover.

Shit-eating dog.

After giving the order, Liu Lang didn't say anything. He jumped off the platform, placed the bowl of tea brought by Chi Dakuigang on his head, put his feet together, held his head high and stood in front of all the soldiers in a very standard military posture.

What are you guys doing here? It's just a juggling act.

Liu Lang's stop made the recruits a little confused.


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