Chapter 224 If you don't have to eat, then think about it (Chapter 4, Fengyue continues
After a brief rest for half an hour, everyone was given the necessary fresh salt water. Everyone was gathered and taken to the foot of the back mountain of the independent regiment base. There was a row of wooden houses built there at some time, and there was no training ground as expected.
, in addition to houses, there are mountains and river valleys with rushing streams.
In front of the soldiers, who were still wearing camouflage uniforms soaked in sweat and still wearing equipment, were Liu Lang and two squadron commanders with tense faces.
There are only 48 people in total. According to Chief Liu, at least half of the people will have to be eliminated in the next two months or so. The 24 people will be divided into two, each with only 12 soldiers. From the company commander to the squad leader, I'm afraid
No one would be able to laugh!
"Rookies, I'm sorry, until you fail to pass the real assessment, only this title is suitable for you. However, since you are somewhat better than the other 150 people, you are still welcome to the special team training camp.
, I will personally train you in the next three months." Liu Lang said with a smile.
Regardless of whether they are rookies or veterans, they are now collectively called rookies by Fatty Tuanzu, because in his opinion, carrying a load of thirty kilograms for 25 kilometers is just the level of ordinary field troops of the future Republic.
The requirements for special forces are still far from adequate.
Even back then, the combat team led by Liu Lang set a record of a fully armed assault of 120 kilometers in one day and night.
Liu Lang enjoyed this feeling very much. It reminded him of when he first entered the special forces, and his instructor stood in front of Liu Lang, who was still a soldier.
He was a short Sichuanese. Most people in the army had neat short hair, but he was able to keep his hair fairly long, and it could even be distinguished as a 37-70 parting. Although that made Liu
Lang always thought it was a very old-fashioned hairstyle, but it was definitely the first one of the special forces. Later I found out that it was specially approved by the captain, and he was the only one who could make the hairstyle split.
The outdated hairstyle and disdainful tone made Liu Lang, who had received rigorous training since childhood, have a very bad impression of the instructor. However, the first fighting training session made Liu Lang understand why the instructor could call him a rookie. Maybe it was because he was too lazy to wash clothes.
He just took off his shirt to reveal his muscular body, which was not Rimbaud's but Asian's, similar to Bruce Lee's.
?Then there were scattered scars, gunshot wounds, burns, scalds, and other injuries that Liu Lang couldn’t figure out at all. Then, ten recruits were beaten violently by the instructor alone. Liu Lang, who had already made some achievements in Baji Quan, also
No exception. Liu Lang, who had never experienced the battlefield, was just afraid that his kick would knock out the instructor's yolk. The moment he hesitated, the instructor kicked him directly in the same position and sent him off the training ground.
Even though he was wearing protective gear, Liu Lang still remembered the embarrassing scene where he was so painful that his face turned pale and he still desperately took out his little brother to check whether his balls had been kicked.
"If this was a war, rookies, you would all be dead." Liu Lang still remembered the cool figure of the instructor beating everyone to the ground and leaving them to walk away. But later Liu Lang learned that the instructor's strength was not fighting, but fighting.
It was sniping, and he was able to keep a split head because in the year when Liu Lang was not yet born, on the battlefield in southern China where the war had not stopped, the 20-year-old instructor used 120 rounds of bullets and killed 119 enemies.
One man was hit in the spine but did not die. In the end, he became a high-level paraplegic who could only move from the neck up.
The instructor's habits were also very strange. When Liu Lang and his brothers were practicing, they liked to sit on the top of a mountain and squint at the distance. Later, Liu Lang found out that he was looking at heads in different directions, visually measuring distances, and calculating.
Feng Su, when he was planning how to hit him, he shot him in the head without having to re-shoot. This terrible habit made Liu Lang break out in cold sweats and then he couldn't help but imitate it. Until he traveled through time and became Fat Liu Lang, Liu Lang still had the habit of squinting at people.
But such a terrifying assassin-like figure who could kill with one strike or else escape thousands of miles away, when faced with being surrounded, chose the stupidest move, cutting off the gecko's tail, and it was himself who was cut off. Even though he could still vaguely
The moment he could see clearly that the separated head was sent back, although Liu Lang was crazy, he could finally understand why there was a faint smile on the instructor's face that had always been frozen.
But now, I am just like the instructor before, standing in front of a group of rookies. What they have to face is an enemy and war that is more cruel than the future.
Liu Lang had to be more cruel than the instructor. He believed that the instructor could squint and see this time and space from the sky. He wanted to cultivate the strongest blade of the Chinese nation in this time and space.
None of the soldiers showed any displeasure, even in their hearts, Fatty Tuanzuo's exaggerated force was enough to call anyone a rookie, which was different from Liu Lang's at first.
Even Shi Datou, who has a very high individual strength value, clearly knows that if he is bare-handed, he may still be able to fight Liu Lang for dozens of rounds, but if he takes a weapon, not to mention a gun, but that handle
This thing is called the Type 32 Triangular Military Spur, and he will definitely die.
"No one said anything. It seems that none of you are convinced. That's great. I like people with backbone." Liu Lang smiled slightly, casually tightened the belt around his waist and said.
Liu Lang regretted not being able to show off his muscular upper body like the instructor. If he dared to take it off now, he would be playing Japanese sumo wrestling.
We didn't say anything, so we were not convinced? This situation made it difficult for the soldiers not to complain.
"Since you're not convinced, it's very simple. Let's go straight to the first training class! In the fighting class, we will beat you until you are convinced." Liu Lang showed a wicked smile and two deep dimples on his lips.
The unique cuteness of the fat man made the soldiers feel helpless pain in their balls. Here it comes again, is the fat man going to fight 48 people with one person?
However, this seems to be an excuse to relieve their hatred. At least, Cai Dadao and Tiansheng are acting cool and handsome Shanying think so. No matter how awesome Fat Tuanzuo is, he can handle 48 people by himself? Especially when there are Shi Datou and Shi Datou in the team.
When Chen Yunfa attacked these two super fierce men, Mo Mao Mao also had great confidence in his comrades.
Soon, they realized that they had underestimated the "cuteness" of the fat man.
"You guys are watching me messing around. I never fight rookies. In the first fighting class, I fight myself. Hurry up and put on your protective gear. According to the numbers you just received at the finish line, divide into two teams, odd and even, and kill each other.
The ones who are knocked down will have food to eat tonight, and those who are knocked down will drink the northwest wind. Oh, no, you will probably be lying in bed like a dead dog by the end of the night. Sorry, just think about it."
The impatient expression on Liu Lang's face really made the soldiers have the urge to pounce on Lang Tuanzuo and eat him.
Shan Ying finally understood why Commander Ling, whom he admired so much, who killed bandits like chickens, acted like a docile kitten in front of the regimental commander, because Fatty Liu was really a devil.
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