All the soldiers who passed the test were gathered on the spacious training ground this time.
Soldiers from all other units were ordered to stay in their barracks and were not allowed to leave except for necessary personnel on duty.
Standing behind Liu Lang was Ji Yanxue and several military doctors carrying first aid kits this time.
Ling Hong's eyelids twitched when he was asked to take part in the final assessment with seven soldiers each. It seemed that this assessment was much more cruel than before.
"Soldiers of the Special Forces Brigade, please allow me to call you this. I have to admit that after three months of hard training, you are no longer rookies. You have grown plump feathers and can spread your wings and fly high." Liu
The metallic sound of waves echoed throughout the audience.
The faces of the special forces are filled with happy smiles. Being recognized by the regiment is something they have risked their lives to prove in the past three months.
Now it's finally reached.
"But you are not chicks, you are special forces, the most elite soldiers of our independent regiment. What you have to face is not the sky, but the enemy's bullets. You have learned how to kill, but you don't know that the enemy also
I know how to kill, and I won't be any worse than you. The bullet will leave a big hole in anyone's body, and I won't let you go just because you are the most elite soldier."
"Sir, I, Cai Dadao, am not afraid of killing or being killed. Whoever dares to kill me will have to pay a higher price." Cai Dadao raised his hand first and spoke after getting Liu Lang's permission.
"Cai Dadao's spirit of not being afraid of sacrifice is commendable, but do you know how much our independent group has paid to train you?" Liu Lang asked.
"Sir, I don't know." Lu Shandong, a rough and arrogant Shandong man, responded directly.
"Then let me do the math for you. The equipment that each of you carries ranges from the cheapest sheepskin water bag worth 1,000 oceans to the most expensive one. My entire independent regiment only has a total of twenty snipers worth 1,000 oceans.
Guns cost an average of 1,400 per person; let’s talk about the MG42 machine gun used by you guys in charge of fire support. That thing is not expensive to make, but you know how much research and development the hateful Dr. Grunov stole from me.
Is it free? Forget it, this thing is kept secret, I’m afraid your balls will hurt if I tell you.”
The soldiers laughed loudly at Liu Lang's foul language. After training in the army for a period of time, even the most elegant scholar can use a few catchy swear words. This is also a unique military culture in the army, and it is a way to get closer to the soldiers.
A way of distance.
Even Miss Ji, the lady of the family, didn't take it seriously. If she was offended, it was not impossible for her to say a few foul words.
Only Grunov, who was still studying a new task assigned to him by Liu Lang with a grimace in the ordnance factory several miles away, felt a chill.
"The winter in China is really too cold. Even wearing such a thick cotton coat is so cold on the back." Grunov said angrily as he carefully pulled out the lead of a small cylindrical thing in front of him.
murmured.
He had no idea that the labor contract he signed six months ago, which was less than NT$10,000, was described by someone as an astronomical figure that was painful. It was such an injustice. It was snowing in June, not to mention the cold winter?
"Don't believe it. Just take that little dagger you are carrying. Do you know what material it is? The cannon is made of coiled steel imported from Sweden. It has been hammered and refined by workers in the ordnance factory. It is purely handmade. Sixty master blacksmiths, flower
It took me half a month to make just thirty of them. Except for you who can have them for free, the rest, including me, can only be worn by those with military merit. Money is not a big deal. In order to train you, our independent regiment has spent countless manpower and material resources.
In every large-scale training, there will even be an infantry company cooperating in the operation. It can be said that in the past three months, I have lost many of the silver winter melons I snatched from the bandits. Tell me, do you still dare to give it to me casually?
Go die?" Liu Lang pointed at the soldiers and said with a tigerish face.
The new special forces soldiers were all secretly smacking their lips when the Fatty Tuanzuo settled the matter. They had been working as special forces for a long time. They couldn't die casually even if they wanted to. Every time one of them died, it would be a heavy silver ocean!
Of course Liu Lang was not fooling around. In later generations, to train a special forces soldier like him, the country would pay almost as much gold bricks as he weighed. Although the soldiers of the Special Forces Brigade of the Independent Regiment did not have that luxury, each of them
The cost of soldiers is also high, and one can equal the consumption of twenty ordinary soldiers without any problem.
"Sir, listening to what you say, we must live well and never give up easily, no matter how dangerous or bad the environment is." Mo Mao Mao raised his hand and said.
"Hey, that's of course. In view of the environment you may encounter in the future and letting you know the real and cruelest battlefield, I have specially prepared a feast for you. Those who pass will be able to fulfill your wishes and join forces.
Come and beat me up, I know you have been waiting to beat me up for a long time." Liu Lang suddenly smiled evilly, "But you have to pray for more people to pass. If only five or six people pass, I will
Let him know why the flowers are so red."
The eyes of the special forces were all twitching, and a huge crisis arose in their hearts. The fat commander was going to cause trouble again!
The next moment, everyone was stunned, including the two squadron leaders.
Liu Lang waved his hand, and two groups of soldiers came from behind, carrying two heavy things and standing fifty meters away, one on the left and the other on the right.
But, what are they carrying? Isn't that a Maxim heavy machine gun? What is Fatty Sir trying to do? Being pointed at such two heavy weapons, the special forces instinctively made warning movements.
It's just that they have nothing now. If they had guns, they would probably lie down and aim immediately. The body's instinct after three months of hard training will no longer allow targets that threaten their lives, even if they are one of their own.
Before they could react, Liu Lang, who was standing between the two machine guns, took out a round object from his pocket with his backhand. He flicked his thumb and made a crisp "ding" sound. Then he pulled down the ring.
Throw the black ball that the special forces are very familiar with into the queue.
"Get down!" Before Ling Hong's roar could even leave his throat, the special forces soldiers dispersed and fell down one after another.
The Type 32 infantry defensive grenade developed by the independent regiment has a charge of 250 grams, an overall mass of 550 grams, and a fragmentation killing range of 3 meters. This does not mean that it will be fine beyond three meters. Whether it is hit by sputtered projectile fragments,
If you hit it with a steel ball, it will be fatal.
Only Chen Yunfa, who was closest to the grenade, strode forward, picked up the grenade, turned sideways, and threw it toward the back. His abnormal strength directly threw the grenade dozens of meters.
There was almost no communication, and the special forces soldiers who had developed a tacit understanding after three months of food, accommodation and training together seemed to know that the big man would do this, and no one tried to take this dangerous job.
"Boom" The grenade that exploded with a five-second delay exploded before it could hit the ground, and a cloud of gunpowder smoke rose into the sky on the sandy ground of the training ground.
Damn it, it turned out to be a real grenade. The special forces soldiers covered their heads and widened their eyes.
And their fat man, after dropping the grenade, was like a fat rabbit being chased by a hound, and ran to a position more than twenty meters away from them in a few strides.