This seven-day exercise is just a holiday for you, just have fun and don't save face for the friendly forces."
"yes!"
Everyone present shouted with high spirits, shouting this word so loudly that it was deafening.
This was a rare moment for them to agree with Yan Tianxing's order from the bottom of their hearts.
Yan Tianxing curled his lips.
There was no need for any explanation or any instructions, and the equipment was distributed directly to them.
For seven days, they all conducted field operations. They were assigned certain rations, but the main equipment were weapons, hot weapons such as ****, and certain cold weapons.
The operations of the two special reserve teams are not continuous. Adjustments will be made according to the terrain and exercise platoons in order to simulate as many operations as possible instead of deciding victory or defeat at once. Therefore, what is being issued to them now is
Some equipment will be used in the next few days, and the rest of the equipment will be determined based on the exercise settings at that time.
They went into battle lightly.
There were several instructors accompanying him, including Yan Tianxing, Ji Zhou, Xiao Chuyun, and Yan Hanyu, who are heavyweights in GS9. None of the other instructors and assistants followed.
Students and instructors took a helicopter to Lancheng together.
When they arrived in Lanzhou, it was already three hours later and the scorching sun was rising, but this was not their destination. Soon they were pulled into field off-road vehicles and light armored vehicles, and then began the six-hour drive.
It lasted almost ten hours, from early morning to afternoon. Even though they were full of passion and fighting spirit, they were already exhausted after such a long time.
Each and every one of them was in a state of depression in the later period, unable to bring up any energy.
After the car stopped and their feet stepped on familiar ground, they felt they had regained some enthusiasm.
They were the only ones getting off the bus.
None of the instructors got out of the car. After they landed, all the vehicles drove away and headed in other directions.
Just when they felt confused, Yan Hanyu issued instructions to them on the channel.
The instructions are very simple and can be explained clearly in a few words.
Taking the class as a unit, eight target points will be occupied before six o'clock tomorrow morning. As for the map route and the location of the target points, they have been sent to the GPS device held by the team leader.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Hanyu cut off the communication very simply and without even asking them a question.
"Shouldn't we be united against the enemy at this time?! Why do I feel that the instructor is still targeting us?!" A male student wailed in pain, "This is definitely not what a normal instructor should be like!"
Yan Gui patted him on the shoulder sympathetically, "Brother, it's been almost six months, haven't you gotten used to it yet? You will be able to bear it from now on."
This guy was covering his little heart and wanted to cry without tears.
The rest of the students calmly accepted Yan Hanyu's concise order and the consistent style of all instructors.
If the instructors had paid more attention to them, they would have suspected that they were in the wrong unit.
——Now that they are used to being tortured, their hearts are as calm as water, and there is no wave in their hearts.
"Gather as a class."
After quickly reading the map and the target, Mo Shangyun waved his hand to the crowd, his voice lazily not necessarily very energetic.
The other four students from Class 1 quickly and neatly moved towards Mo Shangyun, and in an instant they formed a row in front of her.
Class 1, in addition to the class leader Mo Shangjun, the other four students are: Tang Shi, Yan Gui, Duan Zimu and Yu Yitong.
In the past few months of selection training, Mo Shangyun had teamed up with the four of them only a handful of times, but in the past, these four people were either Mo Shangyun's fellow instructors or Mo Shangyun's students, and
Their relationship is not as simple as colleagues or student instructors. Yan Gui is Mo Shangjun's childhood sweetheart and grew up in the same compound; Tang Shi admires Mo Shangjun wholeheartedly; Yu Yitong has ever been in debt to Mo Shangjun.
Yun was polite to Mo Shangyun after a favor; Duan Zimu... not to mention.
All in all, after the few of them got together to form a team, there was basically no running-in. The matching was coordinated at all times, and even if there were any inconsistencies, they could be resolved amicably through communication. They are considered the best among this new class.
A class with the highest level of cohesion and peace of mind.
Mo Shangjun was thinking, if this was in an ordinary company, then any banners every week and every month would belong to their class, and they could hang them all in the dormitory.
Unfortunately, there was not even a word of verbal praise at GS9.
It's also a sad thing.
"See for yourselves."
Mo Shangjun passed on the GPS and asked them to look at the map and determine the target point.
It's okay if you don't look at it. Once you look at the atmosphere between the four people, it changes slightly.
"There are basically no roads here. It takes time to walk. The distance is still far. According to our speed, even if we arrive, it will be late at night." Tang Shi, the last one to look at the map, said to Mo Shangyun with some worry, "Instructor Yan, isn't it?
Did you remember the wrong time to complete the task?"
"It's impossible," Yan Gui shook his finger at Tang Shi, "He will never remember the details wrong. If there is anything unreasonable, it was definitely arranged by instructor Yan."
Mo Shangyun shrugged and said casually: "Instructor Yan probably wants to believe that we can complete it."
Starting from now until six o'clock the next morning, it will take seven or eight hours to capture the enemy's stronghold with almost no physical exertion.
Tsk.
This arrangement, even if it's a bit shameless, can't be done.
So it was definitely not 907's idea, but...their dear and beloved GS9 instructors tricked them. (To be continued)