Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 61: Tactical Training, Intensify the Scholar

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

On the training ground, the north wind was howling and the sound of killing was deafening.

The continuous tactical action demonstrations raised a cloud of dust. The eight veterans moved around like a dragon emerging from the sea or a tiger descending from the mountain, unstoppable.

The tactical actions of the reconnaissance company are not just fancy moves, every move is filled with fierce murderous intent.

It brings a sense of security while also making people excited.

It swept away all the fatigue and unhappiness that the new recruits had felt during their time in the camp.

Even many recruits were secretly swallowing their saliva, some of them couldn't believe it.

How could these squad leaders who always curse and kick people be so powerful?
It really refreshed their cognition.

Even Chen Mo, who was standing in the queue, looked on with envy. He admired the military qualities of the veteran reconnaissance soldier and sighed with emotion.

I have to say that Captain Cheng is really smart. The Second Company was reorganized for a week. They were originally good seedlings that stood out in physical fitness, but later they were smoothed out by housekeeping and drill.

This sudden arrangement of veterans to demonstrate tactical moves directly aroused the enthusiasm of the new recruits.

However, Chen Mo could also guess it.

Next, the second company will really enter high-intensity sprint training.

Previously, a group of veterans came from the reconnaissance company and just demonstrated military boxing and squad formations, but the company held a five-day physical training week.

This time they even have tactical moves, so they have to practice hard.

In fact, it is impossible to reach the tactical level of a veteran reconnaissance soldier without six months to a year of training.

It is being demonstrated now just to motivate people.

The slogans were shouted for about five or six minutes, and the veteran combat squad also demonstrated for five or six minutes.

When the order to end the drill came, the eight veterans plunged into the ground like javelins, each holding a steel gun.

Although due to tactical exercises, the uniforms worn by these veterans were covered with dust and looked a little dirty.

But no one at the scene laughed. Everyone had a tense look on their faces, still immersed in the shock of what had just happened.

"How about it?"

Cheng Dong turned to the ranks of new recruits and asked, "Did you see the tactical moves clearly?"

Without waiting for anyone to respond.

Cheng Dong's expression was filled with a dazzling pride. He reached out and pulled down his military uniform on his chest and said, "I'll tell you."

"Bloodiness is the basic requirement for wearing this outfit."

"Some new comrades find it tiring to fold their blankets, complain of leg pain when standing in line, and even look downcast the whole time when running."

"Fuck you, that's called being a soldier?"

"You can even sacrifice your life on the battlefield."

"The army exists for war, and we scouts are the vanguard of the entire army, the eyes and ears of the superiors."

"It was the first steel knife to penetrate the enemy's chest. Therefore, I hope that the following training will be based on actual combat, utilizing existing equipment to enhance the combat capabilities of each squad."

"How dare you go to the battlefield when you're out of breath after walking a few steps, never have enough to eat, and always fall behind in training?"

"Do you dare to face the soldiers of the 82nd Brigade in the competition arena?"

"I now declare the tactical week officially begun. All classes return to their drill positions and begin training according to the training syllabus."

"Dismissed!!"

"Class one, assemble."

"Class Two, assemble."

As soon as the company meeting ended, the roar of the veteran squad leader kept coming to my ears.

The tense atmosphere of the tactical week was suddenly brought to a climax.

Chen Mo turned his head to look left and right and found that Lao Pao was walking towards the place where the class was doing exercises.

He quickly organized the troops: "Brothers, march in a single column."

"Press two-one, press two-one."

"Stand still and turn right."

Lao Pao waited until Chen Mo had brought all the new recruits to their positions before he struck his signature pose, hands on his hips, and said, "You all heard and watched the company commander's meeting just now."

"This week is tactics week. You will be exposed to a lot of subjects, including climbing tactics, 400-meter obstacle courses, grappling, capturing prisoners, etc."

"So, I hope you can concentrate on practicing well."

"Come on, we have everything, get ready for the downpour." "Downpour!!"

Puff puff.
After the physical training week, the eighth class has practiced the reverse exercise quite well.

"Maintain this low-post crawling position, forward one hundred meters. Everyone, please recall Article 30 of the Queueing Ordinance, which requires a low-post crawling position."

Following the instructions, Chen Mo lay on the ground, took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and began to move forward quickly.

To crawl in a low posture, you only need to remember four words: grab with your hands and push with your feet.

Just keep your body lowered, coordinate your arms, and alternate your legs, and there will basically be no mistakes.

For these basic tactical movements, Chen Mo's previous practice was no different from that of the reconnaissance company. After he coordinated his limbs, he was like a big gecko.

Climbing forward with a whoosh.

On Lao Pao's side, he was originally concentrating on teaching and adjusting the posture of the recruits. When he looked up, he saw that Chen Mo had already crawled six or seven meters away.

He was not surprised, but just quickly caught up from behind.

He followed Chen Mo's speed and watched for more than twenty meters before he spoke: "Remember, tactical movements are used on the battlefield."

“There’s no right formation, there’s no wrong tactic, speed is the foundation.”

"Don't put your chest on the ground in any crawling position. Raise your chest and abdomen, lower your body, and crawl."

"Quick, faster."

Lao Pao urged while keeping up with Chen Mo's movements.

"Faster!"

“Faster!!”

Chen Mo only felt the voices coming from his ears, although he didn't know why Lao Pao gave up the other recruits and focused on him.

But at this time, he had no chance to think.

With my hands clawing at the cold ground, I could feel the stones scraping against my legs from time to time.

“Faster!!”

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Chen Mo's speed is comparable to that of a big gecko, sprinting on the ground.

But Lao Pao is still not satisfied.

"Keep your chest up. Remember, any part of your body can touch the ground, but as a scout, the eyes and ears of the army, you'll be the soldier charging into the front lines when a battle breaks out."

"If you can't correct this movement, even if the shells don't kill you when you cross the blockade, they will definitely shatter your internal organs."

“Faster!!”

The roaring sounds and the figures moving farther and farther away gradually left the scope of Class 8's exercise class.

Yang Dali, who was lying on the ground, looked at the squad leader with a confused look on his face, then looked at a group of classmates lying next to him, and asked in confusion: "What's going on?"

"Why is Old Chen suddenly getting into a fight with the squad leader?"

"I don't know." Zhu Gaituan looked up in confusion. "The squad leader only told the deputy squad leader to hurry up, so should we crawl or not?"

"Climb, or you'll be punished if you don't climb."

Feng Junling muttered something and followed behind, slowly adapting to the crawling posture.

Lao Pao made such a big fuss.

He was also constantly urging Chen Mo to crawl faster, which soon attracted the attention of Cheng Dong who was supervising on the training ground.

Our Captain Cheng crossed his arms over his chest, raised his hand to scratch the side of his nose, and looked at the instructor next to him.

"Laopao has taken a fancy to Xiucai. It's been a long time since I've seen him train a new soldier so seriously."

"Not really." Huo Linshan shook his head slightly when he heard this: "Lao Pao mentioned this to me last week, saying that Xiucai is someone who is suitable for putting pressure on."

“The greater the pressure, the greater the motivation.”

"I remember Lao Pao's best time in the 10-meter crawl was two seconds, right?"

"Ah."

Cheng Dong nodded.

This result was the first in the entire 7th Armored Division before. The low-stack ten-meter crawl was two seconds. It does not mean that ten meters can be crawled in two seconds, but the distance of the run-up and sliding is also counted.

But even so, no one in the entire unit can compare to Lao Pao.

Now look at the situation.

Lao Pao intends to increase Chen Mo's intensity so that he can catch up with his own performance back then.

(End of this chapter)