(); At this time, the Zhendong camp has become very lively.
Liao Mingyu has set up several training venues here, and the soldiers of the first battalion are training intensively.
Yu Xiaoqing's words a few days ago also indirectly reminded him that no matter what the future battle situation would be, it would not hurt to at least be well prepared.
Milong and Dakui's third and fourth companies are practicing live ammunition shooting at the shooting range. Liao Mingyu's requirements are very simple. Each soldier must fire 20 rounds of bullets, and he must ensure that half of the 20 bullets hit the target at a distance of 100 meters. It doesn't matter how many rounds you can hit, as long as you can hit the target. Otherwise, hang bricks for half an hour and run 5 kilometers around Zenda.
Even though this indicator is not very high, at least more than one-third of the soldiers fail to meet the requirements. In the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, why were the Japs’ marksmanship so awesome? It was all because of bullets. What were the requirements of the early little devils? The shooting distance of 100 meters is sure to hit!
Although the Japanese army is in decline now, they also have many veterans with good marksmanship. The Chinese army has no advantage at all in shooting at them from a distance of two to three hundred meters.
Fortunately, most situations on the Myanmar battlefield do not require such a long combat distance, but marksmanship cannot be regarded as unimportant. At the very least, you have to achieve a hit rate of more than 50% at 100 meters. Otherwise, what else would you call an elite? Bullshit!
"You're a bunch of bastards, they might as well be related to rats!"
Mi Long cursed loudly and started running on the dirt road with a group of people. This group of people were all soldiers from the Third Company who had just failed to meet the standards in shooting training.
Liao Mingyu requested that for all soldiers who did not meet the requirements, the squad leader and platoon leader would take the lead in running with them. If half of a company failed to pass, the company commander would take the lead in running together.
As a result, almost all the platoon leaders and squad leaders of the third and fourth companies, regardless of whether they fulfilled the requirements or not, ran with the soldiers through the streets and alleys of Zenda. Including Mi Long, the shriveled company commander.
The remaining soldiers who have completed the target can rest where they are. This is the biggest reward Liao Mingyu has given them.
The soldiers who had completed their mission sat in the open space and laughed heartlessly as they looked at their companions who were running awkwardly. This includes the little follower of the mysterious dragon, Yang Danzi.
Unexpectedly, this guy was not very good-looking, but also had good marksmanship. He hit the target with 20 bullets, which made his elder brother Milong's eyes widen in shock.
"Laughing? You're laughing at your father's tail! If you keep laughing, I'll f**king kill you!"
Looking at the soldiers gloating at the side, Mi Long was furious. Even though he had fulfilled his request, he still had to suffer along with these weaklings, which made this Northeastern man very unconvinced. If Liao Mingyu wasn't watching from the side, he really wanted to rush up and beat them up right now.
Ten thousand bullets and one thousand points, this exchange ratio is barely acceptable. Although this consumes a lot of ammunition every day, the soldiers are also very tired. But Liao Mingyu felt it was very worthwhile. Still in line with the old saying: Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime!
The first and second companies are conducting tactical assault training using a temporary position on a hilltop as an imaginary enemy. Sandbag fortifications and scarecrow targets were placed on the hillside to simulate the enemy's defensive strength.
They were all issued SCR-536 walkie-talkies. This thing is equivalent to the origin of modern walkie-talkies. Although the weight of 2.3 kilograms is not lightweight, it is a great improvement for backpack radios that often weigh tens of kilograms.
"Is this how this damn thing is used? Hello, hello? Lazi, can you hear me?"
Kaname turned on the signal switch and shouted twice into the walkie-talkie that was like a super phone.
Liao Mingyu had taught them how to use the walkie-talkies many times in the past two days. Although they are still a little clumsy in operation, they can use it normally.
"Zi...ZiZi"
After a while, a not spicy voice came out from a noisy band signal:
"You can hear it! You can hear it! Hey, this foreign thing is a bit dirty."
"Okay, okay, lots of criticism. Pull out the artillery first and listen to my signal. Let's fire two cannons on the mountain first. After the bombardment, press the diagonal line and rush up together. Do you hear me? Hurry up. ha!"
Kaname interrupted him impatiently and quickly told him his tactical plan. At the same time, he also called to the soldiers behind him to pull out the 60mm mortars.
"...Zi...I know. Don't run too fast. Just shout when you rush."
Bu La replied excitedly. This thing is so convenient. The two companies are on the left and right of the hillside, more than a thousand meters apart from each other. But with this walkie-talkie, it is like transmitting the sound directly into the ear, and they can be heard from a long distance. Achieve coordinated arrangements among the troops. It is simply a battlefield artifact.
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"Boom! Boom!..."
Fierce explosions and scattered gunshots came from the hillside, and it was obvious that they were practicing with live ammunition. Liao Mingyu stood at the foot of the mountain, holding a telescope and watching the scene with satisfaction.
"Captain, I'm afraid it's a bit dangerous for them to train like this."
Chen Jize stood beside him quietly and expressed his worries.
Although this can more efficiently improve the combat capabilities of the troops, using live ammunition directly in training... I am afraid that only the regiment leader in front of me dares to do this.
"What are you afraid of? We won't go into battle if we're afraid of dying. I'd rather have some minor casualties during training than have them be killed in large numbers by the little Japanese on the battlefield!"
Liao Mingyu put down the telescope and said firmly. No one can become a qualified warrior without experiencing the baptism of artillery fire. Actual combat is the best way to sharpen one's growth.
"A warrior who can fight a hundred battles is unstoppable." Chen Jize said without hesitation.
Although he has never truly led troops to fight on the battlefield in recent years, he has seen too many troops of all kinds.
The Sichuan Legion felt to him like a dormant hungry wolf. They usually wagged their tails and smiled playfully, but as soon as an enemy appeared, they would immediately show their fierce teeth and bite anyone who dared to stand in their way. !
It can even be said that the leader in front of them is their wolf king. Their only belief is that as long as the leader says a word, they can continue to charge forward, even if they have to die!
"Haha, that's natural. They are all my brothers who came back from the bloody battle with me in Burma. I dare say that with this battalion, even the entire Yu Division will not be able to get any favors."
Liao Mingyu said quite proudly. The backbone of the Sichuan Army is almost all in the First Battalion, and the personnel are basically soldiers who have experienced the bloody battle of Nantianmen. They also provide the best weapons and equipment. The entire First Battalion can be said to be the epitome of the Sichuan Army and the battle of the Sichuan Army. Peak strength.
