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Chapter 185 Fight

Chapter 185 Fight

The canteen is located in front of the warehouse area. It is a wooden shed made of several rows of logs. It has only a gable roof and log pillars below. Although it looks simple, it has a primitive and rough style. Inside the wooden shed

There are long rows of long wooden tables and benches, which are used by soldiers who come to eat.

Claude estimated that the garrison strength of this hill military camp was only about 900 people per battalion. This can be seen from the number of long tables and benches in these rows of wooden sheds. After all, the army in this world

The system is not as complete and complete as it was in my previous life.

Take eating as an example. There are no rules and regulations about taking turns to eat in separate rows. Instead, everyone goes to eat when the time comes. Except for the guards and those on duty, basically everyone who can go goes to the canteen. And the meal time

It is also very long, two hours, so the tables and benches in the canteen in the military camp are arranged according to half of the number of people. Looking at the number of long tables and benches, you can draw a conclusion about the total strength of the military camp.

There are generally no big differences in the military systems of the various countries in the Farea continent. In the case of the Kingdom of Overas, there is no title of squad, platoon, or company, but is replaced by squad, squadron, and squadron. Squads usually consist of ten to ten people.

The two of them live in the same camping tent, so the squad leader is sometimes called the tent commander. The squad leader's military rank is sergeant major or noncommissioned officer, the most junior officer.

Four squadrons form a squadron, and the squadron is full of fifty-four people. The squadron leader is a sergeant major or a second lieutenant, and is equipped with communication soldiers, medical soldiers, guards, orderlies, etc. Four squadrons form a brigade, and the brigade is full of people.

There are 232 people. The group leader is a second lieutenant or lieutenant. It is equipped with adjutants, orderlies, communications corps, medical corps and a guard squad.

Four brigades form a combat battalion. The battalion is the most basic independent combat unit in the kingdom's army. It can independently carry out combat missions issued by superiors. The battalion commander is generally a major or captain, and is basically equipped with a deputy battalion commander, adjutant, and staff officer.

, communications team, medical team, military police team and a guard squadron, in addition to one or two reconnaissance squadrons and a logistics and baggage squadron, with a full strength of about 1,200 people.

Because it is a war mode of queuing to kill, most countries in mainland China adopt the four-four system, that is, four combat units form a larger combat unit. There are regiments above the battalion, and divisions above the regiment. Four divisions form a legion.

The strength of a legion is basically about 60,000. In peacetime, it is enough to reduce the number by half and maintain a certain combat effectiveness.

The strength of Fulkby Hill Military Camp is one battalion, which is also not full, but the gap is only one-quarter. Obviously, this battalion should be the main combat battalion in the sequence of the Blue Feather Army, and it still maintains a relatively complete

combat effectiveness.

Claude arrived relatively early when he arrived at the canteen. There were only about two hundred soldiers who went to the canteen to eat in front of him. All the people who came to the canteen consciously lined up in four long lines. There was no way, there were only four

The big stove was distributing food, and there was a small stove next to it, which was reserved for officers only, and the soldiers had no share.

Claude chose a slightly smaller team and lined up at the back. To his surprise, no one drove him out because he didn't have an epaulette. Just like the soldiers who came behind him, they were also honest.

Being behind him, I have nothing to complain about.

The chef in front of him who was responsible for distributing food moved very quickly. He basically only had about ten seconds to dispatch a soldier. Looking at the soldiers sitting on the long log table eating, Claude quickly understood why he was so fast.

Because there was no choice in the type of food for dinner, there was a lunch box of potato stew, two slices of black bread with a piece of bacon, a fist-sized boiled apple, and a large bucket of black tea beside it to drink as many spoons as you wanted. Many soldiers wanted to

I used the lid of the lunch box to pour black tea and eat it with bread.

It seems that the food in the military camp is not much better than that in the junior high school cafeteria, but the portions are a bit larger and enough to fill the stomach, but I don't know if the taste can be better. Claude couldn't help but feel a little desperate, and continued to stay in the military camp.

If he eats these foods every day for half a year, it will be a great torture for him who loves food.

The team marched very fast. When there were only seven or eight people left in front, another group of soldiers crowded into the canteen. They were talking and laughing loudly and walked over. Claude looked back and didn't pay much attention.

, but his brand-new military uniform and shoulders without epaulettes were so eye-catching in the eyes of these soldiers.

Soon there was a commotion and two soldiers walked towards Claude.

"You, come out!" A thin, horse-faced soldier shouted viciously at Claude.

Claude ignored him and looked ahead. There were only three people left in front of him.

"Hey, what about you, did you hear me?" Another soldier with a round face pushed Claude rudely. The soldiers around them looked at them, and even the chef who was distributing food stopped.

Claude rolled his eyes: "What, do I know you? Or do you know me?"

"No, I don't know him." The round-faced soldier was a bit honest.

"Why should I care about you if you don't know me!" Claude turned around and continued to line up.

"Hey, boy, where are you from?" The thin, horse-faced soldier next to him came over.

"It's none of your business. Who are you, or are you responsible for this military camp?" Claude became a little impatient. He already knew who was bullying the four noble boys, and the two in front of him were definitely involved.

The thin man with a horse face is a sergeant, and the round face is a corporal. There is one red line and two red lines on the epaulettes respectively.

"You are not from our camp, you can't eat here!" The lanky horse-faced soldier couldn't get off the stage, so he pointed at Claude's shoulder and said.

"Oh, this is really strange. It turns out that you, the sergeant, have the final say on whether you can eat here in this military camp? Go over there and wash your face and wake up. You haven't woken up yet, have you? Get away, don't

Interrupting my queue." Claude retorted unceremoniously.

The people watching the excitement suddenly burst into laughter. Some said, Jim, give him some advice. Some were laughing, haha, it turns out that you, Jim, are responsible for our meals. Some soldiers echoed Claude's words.

, shouted Jem, go wash your face and wake up before you come back... Anyway, the people watching the excitement did not mind the big deal, they were eager for these two people to fight with Claude and let everyone watch a monkey show.

"Come out!" The round-faced soldier next to him was coaxed by the crowd, and he really moved his hands. He grabbed the collar of Claude's uniform and tried to drag Claude out of the queue.

Claude was still holding the lunch box in his right hand, and he used his left hand to pry the round-faced soldier's two hands that grabbed his chest without moving them. The round-faced soldier was stronger, and he pulled Claude out of the accompanying team with all his strength.

.

Claude was so angry that he rushed forward, bowed his head, and squatted down suddenly!

"Crack!" Two sounds were heard in succession, followed by the round-faced soldier's screams that resounded throughout the canteen. Almost everyone was stunned by his screams.

No one could bear the severe pain of a sudden fracture of the wrist bone. The round-faced soldier was jumping around with his two wrists hanging and screaming in agony.

The thin, horse-faced soldier quickly came to his senses and roared angrily: "How dare you hurt anyone!"

He rushed up and punched Claude, hitting him in the middle of the left forehead. Claude's whole body shook immediately, and he took two steps back to stop his attack. Only then did he react, and struggled with the slender horse-faced soldier who rushed towards him.

together.

In fact, Claude was also stunned by the scream of the round-faced soldier. To be honest, his actions were just to make the round-faced soldier let go. He didn't expect that this move would be so powerful. It was simply

It was the hands of the round-faced soldier that were crippled...

This trick was brought from my previous life. I once went to the gym with my boss and met a coach talking about self-defense, so I listened casually. The coach happened to talk about what to do if someone grabs the collar. Don’t panic.

, grab the opponent's wrist with your backhand, squat down, and lean forward. The opponent promises to let go, otherwise his wrist will be dislocated, and no one will be able to bear it.

In the wrestling class in junior high school, Claude was also taught how to deal with someone grabbing his chest clothes. It was nothing more than grabbing the opponent's wrist with his backhand, twisting his body, and using the distance to get rid of the opponent's grasp. But

The round-faced soldier grabbed his chest just now. Claude couldn't match his strength with one hand. For some reason, he suddenly remembered this move the fitness instructor said and tried it without thinking about it. As a result, the round-faced soldier's two

The wrist is not dislocated, but fractured...

Claude himself was so frightened that he did not react to the attack of the slender horse-faced soldier. He only woke up after being punched and struggled with him. At this time, the cafeteria was like boiling water.

Likewise, the soldiers who came to dine gathered in a group, and cheered loudly as they watched the two people fighting. As for the poor round-faced soldier, the pain was barely bearable, and he finally stopped screaming, and his hands were weak.

hanging down, staring at Claude beside him with gritted teeth.

The lanky horse-faced soldier was no match for Claude. Under the cheers of the onlookers, Claude smashed the lanky horse-faced soldier to the ground with a chin KO and a big back throw. But this time he was on his own

His image was not very good either. His left forehead was bruised and swollen, his brand-new military uniform had two cuts on the chest, and his hair was a mess.

Looking at his opponent who was struggling on the ground and unable to get up, Claude let out a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to find the lunch box he had thrown on the ground, he saw a hole opened by the soldiers watching on the opposite side, and six or seven soldiers squeezed in.

Seeing this scene, he was shocked and said: "Jem, Eng, what's wrong with you?"

The round-faced soldier was in tears now, just like a newly married daughter-in-law who saw her parents coming after being bullied. She quickly went over and said this, and the soldiers pointed at Claude and said, "Beat him to death!"

Fortunately, there were only four people rushing up. One went to help the slender horse-faced soldier lying on the ground, one was checking the injuries on the round-faced soldier's hands, and the other four menacingly rushed towards Claude. The soldiers surrounded him cheering.

Lei Dong, there is another good show to watch...

If Claude could use magic, the four magic flying arrows would be able to knock down the four rushing soldiers. Unfortunately, he couldn't let others find out that he knew magic, so he could only fight hand to hand. Compared to those bastards from the Black Snake Club

, these soldiers of the Blue Feather Legion were obviously more durable. Claude knocked down one and kicked another away, but he was still hugged by the remaining two soldiers, and then he was beaten by four soldiers not long after, until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was embarrassed.

Unbearable.

At this time, the soldiers who were watching began to become unhappy, shouting that it was unfair and that they should fight one on one or one by one. It would be really embarrassing for Nono to fight four of them. But Claude was already dizzy from being beaten.

After all, there were four people on the other side, and it was difficult for them to withstand four punches with both hands. They doubled the number of punches and struck hard. They received several punches in the face, the corners of their mouths were cut, and their mouths were filled with the smell of blood.

However, Claude still didn't throw in the towel and beg for mercy. He also got violent and ignored the other three, grabbing one of them and beating him hard. No matter how many punches he received on the back and how many kicks he received on his body, he was almost confused by the end.

When he saw the opponent's neck so close to his own, he rushed over and opened his mouth and bit it down without thinking. His mouth was filled with blood, and his screams once again shocked all the onlookers in the cafeteria...

Claude suddenly felt that the surroundings were completely silent. The light from the glass oil lamp hanging above the ceiling turned into a large white circle, spinning around above his head, and finally turned into the twinkling stars in the sky. He

He staggered, fell to the ground, and finally passed out.


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