Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Qiao Lin moved a table and placed it at the entrance of the courtyard, and asked the recruits to line up to register their names. At the same time, he also asked for basic information, which was considered a preliminary understanding.

After registration, these new fighters were taken to the training ground.

The original flat training ground has been transformed beyond recognition by Qiao Lin. There are deep pits everywhere, barricades made of branches, and novelty objects such as mounds and single-plank bridges.

These recruits have never seen this before, and they are all looking at it curiously.

"Look at me!"

Qiao Lin picked a mound of dirt and slapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention: "Today is your first day here, the reason why you haven't arranged accommodation for you yet, and assign you to each row and class, and put you I brought it here to let you see what we do here every day, so watch carefully!"

After finishing speaking, Qiao Lin clapped his hands again and shouted: "Start training!"

As soon as the words fell, the veterans of the seventh company quickly gathered together and started running, and then physical fitness, fighting, shooting, and overcoming obstacles...

Although I took half a day off, the content of the training must not be less.

Gradually, the eyes of these recruits became straight.

Running doesn't stop, and it keeps getting faster and faster.

For physical events such as push-ups, the starting point is [-].

Fighting is a real fight, punching to the flesh.

Shooting aiming the gun, motionless for half an hour

... ...

This kind of training is the first time everyone has seen it.

This is too exaggerated, are they still human?

While being shocked, the recruits couldn't help admiring the people on the training ground.

Even animals can't handle this kind of training. How do these people persevere?

Because it is necessary to supplement the training volume for half a day, after the training, it is completely dark.

"See, this is what we do every day. In addition to training, it is still training, and the intensity of training will continue to increase in the future."

"Can you bear this hardship? You don't need to answer now. I will give you one night to think about it."

"If you want to leave, I won't stop you. I will contact your superiors to send them away. There will be no embarrassment. If you want to stay, I welcome you."

"But the ugly words are up front. If you can't keep up with the training rhythm, don't blame me for being cruel. Disband now, eat, rest, and give me the answer before training starts tomorrow."

Qiao Lin jumped onto the mound again, without giving anyone a chance to speak, and just stopped talking.

After dinner, the recruits, with their heads full of question marks, were taken to the empty rooms that had been cleaned up in advance, and they found their own beds to rest.

As for the veterans of the seventh company, they returned to the training ground and started training.

When training becomes a habit, if you rest, you are really not used to it.

After everyone went to bed, Wu Qianli, Lei Gong, and Yu Congrong, the three remaining cadres of the Seventh Company, held a small meeting again. Naturally, Qiao Lin, a cadre without a position, was also indispensable.

"How many people do you think can stay?"

Wu Qianli looked at Qiao Lin and asked.

All of a sudden, more than 100 people were added, and the backs of the big guys became much stiffer.

"Basically they will stay. These little guys are high-minded. Even if they have no idea, they will stay for the sake of face. No one is ashamed to be a deserter, isn't it?"

Jolin smiled slyly.

He is very clear about the mentality of these recruits, and he came here in the same way. The reason why he brought them to the training ground to watch the training is to give them a warning, so that they have a psychological preparation, so that they will not be able to accept the training directly.

"How old are you, you have the nerve to call him a little guy?"

Lei Gong cursed with a smile, and several people couldn't help laughing.

Qiao Lin is not very old, but he likes to put on an old-fashioned look from time to time, for fear that others will treat him as a child.

"Speaking of which, now that the supplementary force has arrived, plus the cooking squad, more than 200 people, how should we organize it? How many platoons should we divide into? We have to decide in advance."

Wu Qianli turned directly to the topic.

"The firepower platoon must have it!"

"There must be artillery platoons!"

Yu Congrong and Lei Gong said in unison.

Chapter 59 Don't even want to be an official

"That's for sure, I don't need you to tell me."

Wu Qianli glared at the two of them, then looked at Qiao Lin: "Do you have any suggestions?"

"Together with the current number of people, we can make up one reinforcement company and have more than enough. As for how many platoons are divided into groups, we don't have to decide how many people will die. As long as there are enough people, ten or twenty will do."

Qiao Lin had already thought about this question and had a rough plan in mind, so he said without thinking.

"That's right, this can be operated flexibly. Do you have any more detailed suggestions?"

Wu Qianli nodded, and then asked again.

"I roughly calculated that with the current number of people, I will reorganize an artillery platoon, a firepower platoon, a reserve platoon, plus a sniper squad and a security squad. In addition, I also want to get a special agent platoon out."

Qiao Lin's fingers dipped in water and drew squares on the table, talking about his thoughts.

"Spy platoon? What's that for?"

Yu Congrong asked.

"Perform special tasks, such as investigation, assassination, rescue, etc."

Qiao Lin explained the duties and functions of the special agent platoon in detail, and several people nodded repeatedly.

According to Qiao Lin, the role of this special agent platoon is really not small.

"That's fine, but it can't be called the Secret Service Platoon, that's not a good name."

A veteran like Wu Qianli has an instinctive aversion to the word spy.

"Then it's called scouting, and the name doesn't matter."

Qiao Lin didn't get entangled in this, the important thing was the effect.

"Okay, then add another reconnaissance platoon."

Wu Qianli made a final decision.

"When there are too many people, the cadres will not be enough. It's time to promote some young people to leadership positions!"

Lei Gong took a few puffs of cigarettes, raised his eyebrows at Qiao Lin deliberately and said.

Everyone understood what he meant. With Qiao Lin's contributions to the Seventh Company, the status of an ordinary soldier was no longer suitable for him.

Qiao Lin was overjoyed when he heard the words, he was worrying about how to tell Wu Qianli about this matter.

With the recruits, the reconnaissance platoon will be formed soon, and Qiao Lin has already taken the position of platoon leader.

In this way, there is no suspicion of seizing the throne with Yu Congrong and Lei Gong, and the task issued by the system can be completed, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

The most important thing is that the reconnaissance platoon has certain specialties. Qiao Lin felt that no one but himself was suitable for training the reconnaissance platoon.

He couldn't open his mouth just to ask for an official. He didn't expect Lei Gong to take the initiative to bring up the topic.

"Yes, then let me make a suggestion."

Wu Qianli nodded, and then looked at Qiao Lin: "You all know Qiao Lin's ability, and he also made a lot of contributions for our Seventh Company. Since Mei Sheng died, the position of instructor has been vacant, so I proposed that Qiao Lin be the instructor of the Seventh Company, what's your opinion?"

"I have no opinion!"

Lei Gong shook his head.

"I'm all for it!"

Yu Congrong raised both hands.

Qiao Lin was dumbfounded for a moment, and the company commander's speed was a little too fast.

"I object!"

Qiao Lin weakly raised his right hand.

Then he saw the surprised eyes of the other three.

Is this kid addicted to refusing to be an official?

Liu Tianlong asked him to be the deputy head, but he refused.

Now Wu Qianli asked him to be an instructor, but he still refused.

What's the situation? Does he just want to be a little soldier for the rest of his life?That's not the case with Carry On Style either.

Wu Qianli gritted her teeth, resisted the urge to curse, and asked as kindly as possible: "Why?"

"Well, I think the responsibility of an instructor is too great, and my level is far from enough. Other comrades must be more suitable than me."

Qiao Lin avoided Wu Qianli's cannibalistic gaze and whispered.

"You are not enough and who is enough?"

Wu Qianli stood up suddenly and raised his hand.

Qiao Lin shrank his neck very cooperatively.

In the end, the slap didn't come down, and landed lightly on his shoulder.

"Comrade, excessive modesty is arrogance. Are you so unwilling to be an official?"

Wu Qianli really didn't understand what Qiao Lin was thinking. Why did he reject these opportunities that others saw as opportunities?

"Company commander, I'm not afraid of being an officer, I just think it's suitable for me to be a reconnaissance platoon leader."

Qiao Lin didn't dare to annoy Wu Qianli anymore. If the company commander refused to let him be the platoon leader in a fit of anger, he really didn't know when the system's tasks would be completed.

"The reconnaissance platoon leader is originally yours, but this instructor is also yours. You deserve it, and you don't deserve it."

Wu Qianli said without a doubt.

"What? That's no problem, I will!"