Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

At this point, the soldiers finally understood why Qiao Lin said that he was not suitable to be a cavalry without good physical strength.

Through these questions and answers and explanations, the atmosphere at the scene became much more active, and Qiao Lin also achieved his goal of getting closer to the soldiers.

"Instructor Qiao, how far is the furthest you have ridden?"

Another soldier raised his hand to ask a question.

Once the atmosphere became active, the enthusiasm of the soldiers was also stimulated, just like friends sitting and chatting together, it was much more relaxed.

"More than 300 kilometers, ran from noon to night."

Jolin said naturally that it was one of his few riding experiences.

"Tired?"

"Of course I was tired. The two horses rode alternately. When I arrived at the destination, my thighs were worn out, and my feet were soft when I walked. I felt dizzy and wanted to vomit on the ground."

. . . . . .

"Wow, a person as good as instructor Qiao is so exhausted after driving more than 300 kilometers. It seems that he can't do without good physical strength."

"I always thought that a horse with four legs should be easier for people to ride, but I didn't expect it to be so."

. . . . . .

The soldiers started talking about it. Qiao Lin's arrival allowed them to learn knowledge that they had never heard of before.

Since strong physical fitness is so important to the cavalry, everyone has no objection to Qiaolin's physical training.

"Instructor Qiao, can I ask you something personal?"

Instructor Hu Zhiwan also raised his hand.

"Ask casually in line with discipline, but if it's too private, forget it. If you ask me if I have a mole on my butt, I can't answer this kind of question for you."

It was rare for Qiao Lin to make a joke, and he sat down cross-legged after speaking.

His words caused another burst of laughter from the soldiers.

Human nature is like this. At any time, those who have no airs and can take jokes are more likely to be approached by others.

"Uh, Instructor Joe, I'm not interested in your pup!"

Hu Zhiwan's old face was embarrassing, Qiao Lin's speaking style had changed too much, and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm.

"Instructor Qiao, I think you are young, you are only in your early twenties, but you seem to be able to do everything, and you have not been in the army for a long time. Are you really a recruit?"

Hu Zhiwan stretched his neck, looked at Qiao Lin and asked.

The soldiers who were talking quietly fell silent instantly. To be honest, apart from admiration, they were more curious about this instructor.

At the same age, Qiao Lin seemed to know everything. Although he was just a recruit who hadn't been in the army for a long time, when it came to military matters, he was always able to speak clearly, no worse than those leaders they had seen.

What kind of experience can create such a powerful and mysterious person?

Seeing that everyone was staring at him without blinking, Qiao Lin suddenly fell silent.

From the first time he entered the peninsula, although he has been deliberately hiding his true identity, Nai He's dazzling performance is too eye-catching, which always arouses others' curiosity about him.

In this world full of normal people, his strength, his strategy, everything about him seemed so out of place.

Although no one could have imagined that he had traveled from another dimension, no one could really believe that he was an ordinary, normal person.

For all his unreasonable performances, people are more willing to think that he must have had some extraordinary experience to develop this ability far beyond ordinary people.

Qiao Lin suddenly thought of a stalk in modern society.

I want to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it!

Chapter 440 The Instructor Is Really Miserable

Therefore, on the one hand, he devoted himself to completing the tasks of the system and doing what he should do well, on the other hand, constantly making up stories and lying to cover up his true identity became Qiao Lin's daily life.

He thought of the lines in a nonsensical comedy movie he once saw:

Putting on the golden hoop, I can't love you, and taking off the golden hoop, I can't save you!

Although this line is more incompatible with his current situation, it is enough to explain his helpless mood at this time.

Don't want to do it, but have to.

For example, lying and making up stories.

Jolin smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Instructor Qiao, if it's inconvenient, just pretend I didn't ask."

Seeing that Qiao Lin was silent, Hu Zhiwan thought that his question touched his heart, so he quickly changed his words, not wanting to make Qiao Lin unhappy with his words.

"It's nothing inconvenient, I just remembered some past events."

Qiao Lin shook his head with a smile, knowing that he had to start making up stories again.

"If everyone is not sleepy, I can tell you about my past."

In fact, at this moment, he really hoped that the soldiers would stand up and go back to the house to rest. Unfortunately, everyone was more curious about him than going to bed. Although no one responded, the actions of the soldiers moving their bodies around him have proved that everything.

"If counted by the status of the Eighth Route Army, I am indeed a new soldier. I have been in the army for less than two months. But if counted by the status of a soldier, I can be counted as a veteran. I have nearly ten years of military service."

Qiao Lin looked around at the soldiers who were waiting for him to speak, and said.

This sentence is not entirely a lie.

From the day he was admitted to the military academy, he already had military registration and was a member of the military.

Four years as a military student, two and a half years as a graduate student, and three years as a volunteer in the peninsula battlefield, plus the Eighth Route Army who has been here for nearly two months, it is indeed almost ten years.

Although this number is the sum of his three lives.

ten years!

The soldiers who heard this were all shocked.

The entire cavalry company has ten years of military experience, and there are only three or four of Sun Desheng and the others. They are really veterans.

Qiao Lin looks to be in his early twenties, and he has ten years of military service. Although it is not as exaggerated as joining the army just after weaning, it is also scary enough. Isn't it true that he has been a soldier in his teens?

If this is the case, then most of the fighters present are recruits in front of him.

If someone else said this, I'm afraid no one would believe it, and they would all think it was bragging.

But the strange thing is that when Qiao Lin said this, no one didn't believe it.

In fact, Qiao Lin himself was also very embarrassed. He asked the system about his age, and was told that his age was always the same as before being timed, that is, 21 years old.

I want to clarify here, four years as a military student, plus two and a half years as a graduate student, it stands to reason that Qiao Lin has been in the military academy for six and a half years. Normally, he should be 25 years old.

In fact, the military academy admitted Qiao Lin as a special recruit, and he was under 15 years old at the time. As for the reason, it involved a military secret of the state, which will be explained later.

Thinking about being 21 years old and having nearly ten years of military service, even Qiao Lin felt a little absurd.

"Actually, I was an orphan. When I was ten years old, I was sold overseas by human traffickers and became a child laborer in mining."

Qiao Lin showed a sad expression, and began to fabricate his tragic life experience.

When he traveled to the peninsula last time, he introduced his identity as coming from an unknown small mountain village in the south. He learned martial arts from strange people since he was a child, and he has developed a whole body of skills.

That's because the volunteer soldiers he was acquainted with were all from the north, and no one would be serious enough to go to the south to investigate, and he could fool them by making up random things.

But this reason can no longer be used now. The predecessor of the Eighth Route Army was the Red Army, and the soldiers in the army came from all corners of the country. He was afraid that if he made up another place name, if he encountered a fellow villager, he would really be unable to explain it clearly.

So just get yourself an overseas identity. There will never be foreigners in the Eighth Route Army, so you won't be afraid of being exposed.

When they heard that Qiao Lin was an orphan, the soldiers all looked at him with sympathy.

The status of an orphan is always easy to arouse people's desire for protection, which is also the righteous and good side of human conscience.

Qiao Lin took this aspect into consideration, and deliberately described himself as an orphan at the beginning.

A tragic life experience will always make people habitually devote their feelings to pity and sympathy, thus ignoring many details.

This is also Qiao Lin's experience in hiding his true identity in the peninsula for three years. No matter how meticulous a lie is, it is inevitable that there will be loopholes. He does not believe that he can really fabricate the lie seamlessly.

Therefore, it is also necessary to divert the attention of others as much as possible.

No one doubted that Qiao Lin was sold abroad by human traffickers, because at that time, such things were too normal.

Years of wars and turmoil have made it very difficult to survive, but there are some people who are devoid of conscience. For the sake of profit, let alone selling people, they can do things like cannibalism.

Compared with those innocent people who were brutally murdered, Qiao Lin was already very lucky to be alive.

"Mining is hard work. You have to work eighteen hours a day. You are only given one meal. You can't get enough to eat. You can't complete the task. It's not easy if you don't give food. Being beaten is even more common. The dead people who were carried out of the mine were dug like that and buried hastily.”

Qiao Lin continued his sad story. In short, there is one principle, the more miserable the better.

"I was only ten years old at that time, and I was not as tall as a mining pickaxe. When I entered the mine, I kept digging. As long as I stopped, the supervisor's whip would come. It's like my own, without any consciousness, hungry and tired, and often falls asleep while walking."

Qiao Lin raised his hand and gestured for the height of the pickaxe, which was probably more than one meter.

Some soldiers already started to lower their heads to rub the corners of their eyes. They were moved by Qiao Lin's tragic past.

For a ten-year-old child to suffer such a crime, these hard-bodied men felt sore in their hearts.

Qiao Lin frowned, with a troubled expression on his face. He felt a little guilty. Did his story go too far?

Is it really appropriate to deceive the feelings of comrades in arms like this?

But his expression, in the eyes of others, turned into sadness caused by the painful memories of the past.

"Instructor Qiao, we used to think that our life was hard enough, we didn't have enough to eat, and we had to be bullied by landlords and bullies, but compared with you, we are really much stronger."

Sun Desheng sniffed and said with a choked tone.

Their misery is not misery, but Qiao Lin's misery is the real misery.

"Uh!"

Qiao Lin swallowed his saliva, and made a decision in an instant. He couldn't continue the tragic story. It had to end as soon as possible, otherwise his conscience would not let go.

"At that time, I thought, if I stay here to mine all the time, sooner or later I will be beaten to death here if I don't starve to death. If I want to live, I have to leave here, so I thought of running away."

In order to make the story more logical, Qiao Lin added a scene of escaping from the devil's den.

Chapter 440