Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

The faces of the soldiers in front of them darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Although what Qiao Lin said was true, no one had ever said such a thing in person.

The regiment has just distributed equipment to the cavalry company, allowing the soldiers to see the glorious hope of the cavalry company.

But as soon as the scar had scabbed over, Qiao Lin ruthlessly opened it up with a word, revealing the bloody wound inside.

"Joe, how dare you look down on our cavalry company? Don't forget, you also came from the cavalry company."

A soldier with a fiery temper couldn't bear it any longer. He stepped out of the team with his legs clamped between his horse's belly, and stared at Qiao Lin and said.

He only hated that he didn't have a saber on him, otherwise he would have pulled it out and pointed it at Qiao Lin's nose, asking him if he had the guts to repeat what he just said.

"What's your name?"

Qiao Lin looked at this warrior who dared to be a first-year fighter with great interest, and was not frightened by his recklessness, but asked with a smile on his face.

"What? You want to take revenge on me? Don't think that you are so great just because you are the head of the regiment's bodyguard. If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname. Wang Dachui is me. If you dare, you will kill me!"

Qiao Lin's calm reaction angered the warrior even more. He rode on the horse and looked at Qiao Lin with contempt.

"Wang Dachui, what are you doing?"

Seeing that Wang Dachui and Qiao Lin were facing each other, Sun Desheng shouted hastily.

"It's none of your business, shut up!"

Qiao Lin turned his face to look at Sun Desheng, with a murderous look in his eyes.

Sun Desheng's heart skipped a beat, he was so overwhelmed by this look that he even forgot to say anything.

Except for Sun Desheng, the other fighters all acted as if they were watching a show. Although Wang Dachui was a little undisciplined, this scene made everyone feel very comfortable.

"Wang Dachui, very good. I remember you. I am a soldier. I can't kill anyone except the enemy."

Qiao Lin turned his head and looked at Wang Dahammer again, the serious murderous aura had disappeared.

"Oh, are you cowardly?"

Wang Dachui thought that Qiao Lin was showing weakness, and became more and more arrogant.

"That's not so."

Qiao Lin smiled: "You should be glad that discipline saved your life. I don't have the guts to kill you, but I still have the strength to kill you. I can throw a grenade 300 meters. If I want to punch you to death It's not difficult for you, is it? I advise you, since you are wearing this military uniform, you must abide by the military rules and don't provoke me with force!"

Qiao Lin said these words with a smile, as if he was joking with a relaxed expression.

But everyone present was in a cold sweat.

Because they suddenly thought of one thing.

During the ambush of the little devils cavalry team yesterday, the cavalry company acted as a decoy to lure the little devils into the ambush point.

But due to Sun Desheng's carelessness, they didn't carry guns, and they couldn't attract the kid's attention from a long distance.

In order to complete the task, Sun Desheng made up his mind and decided to take a suicide attack. At this time, a person appeared.

He threw the grenade at a distance of 300 meters from the little devil's cavalry team, and threw more than a dozen grenades in one breath, each of which landed accurately in the little devil's team.

Due to the victory of the battle, coupled with the joy of the distribution of new weapons, the soldiers ignored this matter.

At this moment, under Qiao Lin's reminder, they suddenly remembered that the person who threw the grenade was not Qiao Lin standing in front of him?

How much arm strength can throw a grenade 300 meters away?It's not too much to kill a cow with one punch.

If it really compares to fists, Qiao Lin only needs one punch, and Wang Dahammer will be crippled even if he doesn't die.

"Nothing to say? Then listen to me."

Seeing that Wang Dahammer remained silent, Qiao Lin knew that he had shocked the soldiers, so he continued: "I was very unconvinced at the time. Everyone was wearing the same military uniform, and they dared to die when they went to the battlefield. Being looked down upon by others? I issued a military order to the head of the regiment to give this batch of equipment to the cavalry company, give me a month, and I will definitely return a cavalry company capable of recruiting and fighting in the independent regiment."

Hearing this, the soldiers showed more or less ashamed expressions on their faces. Cooperating with Qiao Lin, he didn't mean to laugh at the cavalry company. He also helped the cavalry company win this batch of equipment.

"Wang Dahammer, it's okay for a soldier to be grumpy? But be patient with your comrades. At least it's not too late to get angry after listening to what others have said. Remember, on the battlefield, it's not whoever speaks harsh words is fierce. Fist The one who is tough is the master."

After Qiao Lin gave Wang Dahammer a piece of advice, he ignored him and turned to look at other people.

"I thought that the cavalry company was not taught, but after all, it has been established for a few months, even if it is a waste, I can figure out some skills, but your performance just now disappointed me. Impulsive, you are really inferior to trash, it has been a few months, and you are still at the stage of riding horses, at this level, you will die on the battlefield, it is better to be a display, at least you can survive!"

Qiao Lin is always unexpected. Facing other soldiers, he turned on the mocking mode again, and even bluntly said that the soldiers of the cavalry company are not as good as trash.

The ashamed feeling towards Qiao Lin just now disappeared in an instant because of these words, and the soldiers stared at Qiao Lin with angry eyes, their faces even uglier than before.

No matter how poor the cavalry company was, others would talk about them behind their backs as a show, but Qiao Lin actually said that they were useless, and that they would die when they went to the battlefield. This was more outrageous than humiliating them.

"Why are you laughing at us? What's so great about throwing grenades far away? Don't think that we are afraid of you if the head of the regiment makes you an instructor. At worst, we don't want this batch of equipment."

As the name suggests, Wang Dachui is straight and hard like a hammer head. Although he was shocked by Qiao Lin's past, he was soon dazzled by anger again, and continued to confront Qiao Lin head-on.

"Oh, your brain is really worrying!"

Qiao Lin was almost rendered speechless by Wang Dahammer. Originally, she admired this guy's courage and planned to promote him to be a cadre in the future training.

But this fiery temper is just a little bit, and he is destined to only charge forward, and has no way to strategize.

He patted his forehead and put on a smiling face again: "Who said I can only throw grenades?"

Chapter 430 Conquer with strength

Everything is going according to plan and going smoothly.

Qiao Lin didn't have so much time to gradually influence these fighters. He could only use the simplest method to convince people with his ability.

It was Qiao Lin's plan to anger these fighters first, make them feel hostile towards him, and then show their abilities to make them feel ashamed.

This is neither as violent as a direct hands-on contest, nor a waste of time like preaching, so it can be called a fast and effective method.

Of course, this plan also has disadvantages, that is, after Qiao Lin has shown his true strength, it is easy for these fighters to feel admiration for him.

It would be fine if the cavalry company was led by Qiao Lin independently like the Dark Blade.

But he was only a temporary instructor. One month later, this unit would still be handed over to Sun Desheng. At that time, it would definitely have an impact on Sun Desheng's work.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. It's not that Qiao Lin wants to compete with Sun Desheng for power. The problem is that soldiers will only be convinced by stronger people. If he is stronger, Sun Desheng's prestige will inevitably decline.

However, time was running out, and Qiao Lin couldn't care less about these issues. It was the right thing to train the combat effectiveness of the cavalry company in a short period of time.

As for Sun Desheng, we can only slowly help him establish his status after the training is on the right track.

The soldiers were taken aback by Qiao Lin's words. Apart from throwing grenades, they had never seen Qiao Lin's other skills.

"To put it bluntly, although you are known as cavalry, your riding skills are really not flattering. In front of me, you are all rubbish!"

Qiao Lin put his arms around his chest and said arrogantly.

Now that the performance is about to start, the stronger the momentum, the better.

Qiao Lin's words were like adding fuel to the fire, and completely ignited the anger of the soldiers. The two sides have now become in a tense posture, and they may start fighting if they are not careful.

Although everyone knows that Qiao Lin is strong, no one is a coward who is afraid of death. In the face of dignity and life, as soldiers, they would never choose the latter.

"Hmph! We're just dealing with you, you've only been a soldier for a few days, and you know how to ride a shit!"

A soldier said suddenly.

"That's a good point. According to normal logic, I should ask you to show your true level and demonstrate again at this time. It's a pity that I never play cards according to common sense. What's more, your performance just now has completely disappointed me. If you can show your true level, I’m afraid you won’t be much better.”

Qiaolin continued to hold the fire, and he was going to push these soldiers to the point where they couldn't bear it.

"Forget it, just talking about it won't prove anything. Let me ride someone's horse, let you rookies see what real riding is, and see how cavalry fight on the battlefield."

Seeing that the fire was almost ready, Qiao Lin made a final taunt, looking at the soldiers with contempt in his eyes.

"Here, don't blame the horse for breaking your leg!"

Wang Dachui jumped off his horse and handed the reins to Qiao Lin.

"Open your eyes and look carefully!"

Qiao Lin didn't pick up the reins, but stretched out his hand to pull on the saddle. He jumped up on the spot and landed lightly on the horse's back.

Just the act of getting on the horse with one hand made the soldiers who were planning to laugh at Qiao Lin shut up.

This is not something everyone can do, at least in the entire cavalry company, no one has been able to do such a beautiful movement of getting on the horse.

"What's the point? What's the use of being able to ride a horse? Maybe it used to be a circus juggler."

After a brief silence, someone began to speak harshly again.

"drive!"

Qiao Lin didn't pay attention to it, his legs clamped the horse's belly, and the army horse under his crotch immediately started to run wildly.

The speed is very fast, but the speed alone is not enough to convince the crowd, so Qiao Lin made difficult moves on horseback.

Sometimes he let go of the reins, and he lay flat on the horse's back, and sometimes he raised one leg and rode sideways on the horse's back. All his movements were completely unaffected by the bumps caused by the galloping horse, as if he were sitting on flat ground. Same.

"He, he went to where the gun was shot."

Sharp-eyed warriors discovered that Qiao Lin was not riding aimlessly. Under the dazzling movements, the military horse took many detours, but the direction never changed. .

Military horses are taller than ordinary horses. The height of the horse Qiao Lin is riding is about 1.8 meters from the back to the ground, and the stirrup is also 1.2 meters from the ground.

Jolin rode his horse to the place where the weapons were piled up, and didn't stop, and didn't even slow down.

With one arm around the horse's neck, he slid down from the side of the horse. Except for one foot still stepping on the stirrup, he almost got off the horse.

Just when everyone was guessing whether Qiao Lin would fall off, they saw him reaching out his hand to grab it from the ground. The length of his arm just reached the ground, and he grabbed a horse rifle and a saber in his palm.

Then Qiao Lin pushed his body upwards, and he sat firmly on the horse's back again. While doing all this, the army horse did not stop running.

Qiao Lin buckled his left hand towards his waist, and the saber was hung on the belt. His right hand was not idle, and he grabbed the gun belt and swung it back, so he slung the horse rifle on his shoulder.

This set of smooth and flowing movements stunned the soldiers on the wheat field.

If you haven't done hard work, you can't be so proficient at all.

"The third branch of the second tree to the southwest."

Jolin suddenly roared loudly.

At this time, the army horse was still running along the edge of the wheat field, more than 400 meters away from the tree he mentioned.

The soldiers subconsciously turned their heads to look southwest. The branch Jolin mentioned was only as thick as a thumb.

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Lin raised his left arm to act as a support, pulled his right hand, put the horse rifle on his left arm, turned his upper body sideways, and pointed the muzzle to the southwest. The aiming time was less than a second. Pulled the trigger.