Henglan Mountain...is located on the west bank of the Nujiang River, across the river from Nantianmen. It rises along the river and stretches for dozens of kilometers. It is the largest mountain range on the east coast, and the headquarters of Yu Division is located among it.
Liao Mingyu liked the landform of this mountain range. The jungle here is dense but the mountains are gentle and extend over a large area. It is very suitable for troops to station and train here. It is a standard training ground for mountain special forces.
So he said hello to Yu Xiaoqing and circled a large area as a selection and training venue for the Sichuan Army's special forces. The location was on another hilltop not far from the Yu Division headquarters.
Long Wenwen couldn't wait for a long time. During this period, he led his people to completely transform the place. In addition to following the group's requirements, he also added some of his own ideas.
Compared with the training camp on Duimen Mountain at that time, the new special operations camp was more than five times larger, covering an area of five kilometers.
It contains a variety of equipment and fortifications, such as five-step piles, trenches, low walls, high board jumping platforms, horizontal ladders, single-plank bridges, high walls, crawling low pile nets, etc...
However, these are just daily training subjects. Playing these every day can only be used as a warm-up. The dense mountain forests stretching for tens of kilometers are their largest training ground.
"Damn it, how is the selection of the special forces team? How many arrival requirements are there currently?"
Liao Mingyu looked at the Sichuan Army soldiers sweating profusely in the training ground with burning eyes, and asked in a deep voice with no expression on his face.
"Reporting to the group, there are only 16 people who can persevere through the entire set..."
Long Wenwen sighed secretly. The whole group came in batches and trained more than a thousand people, but only a dozen or so could meet the requirements because the standard of group seating was too high.
The selection of the special teams formulated by Liao Mingyu is very strict. First, each group completes 50 push-ups and 50 sit-ups in two minutes. Do 50 pull-ups, throw grenades 50 times, no less than 30 meters each time, and then run 4 kilometers in 20 minutes without equipment. The interval between each project is 5 to 10 minutes.
Secondly, the requirements for marksmanship are also very high, with 10 rounds of bullets, a 90% hit rate on the 200-meter human-shaped target, and a 100% hit rate on the 100-meter ring target. The distance requirement for snipers is directly multiplied by 2.
Such standards are simply perverted in Long Wenzhang's opinion, but these are just the threshold for being selected into the special forces team, and the subsequent training subjects make him feel like a nightmare.
Little did they know that Liao Mingyu had already alleviated a large part of the selection requirements. If the selection requirements of later generations of special forces were to be followed, none of these guys would be selected.
The Sichuan Army will send a hundred soldiers to Henlan Mountain for training at a time. Only those who can meet these requirements can join the special forces and enjoy "paradise" treatment.
"Team seats, what...I'm afraid I won't be able to recruit a few people after practicing like this. I went through the entire group before I could get 16. Those grandsons almost cried when they saw the training subjects every day. How about we let them go?" Lower demands?”
Long Wenwen asked with some uncertainty. He was very worried that the entire Sichuan Army would not be able to form a platoon if selected in this way.
"The requirements cannot be lowered. What the special operations team pays attention to is high quality and high efficiency. Every soldier must be the best among the best, so that they can complete those impossible tasks."
Liao Mingyu flatly rejected Long Wenwen's suggestion and said categorically to him again:
"Have you ever thought about it, if you are given a 100-man unit that is well-equipped, has strong combat effectiveness, has extremely high individual quality, and can obey orders unconditionally, and they are all trained according to the training methods I gave you, what will you do? What are they used for?"
Long Wenwen touched his chin and thought for a moment. He was smart enough to figure it out. Then he looked at Liao Mingyu enthusiastically: "Mom, there are so many things I can do. I dare to take them there." The headquarters of the Sato Regiment is here!"
If there really was such a force, and it was put into the hands of Long Wenwen, a war madman and a genius in close combat, it's hard to imagine what kind of bloody storm he would cause.
"Pass on the orders and selection requirements, and all soldiers who join the special operations team will be rewarded with 20 yuan, and their military rank will be directly promoted to captain, and they will enjoy company commander-level military pay."
Liao Mingyu slowly looked into the distance with slightly squinted eyes, and slowly ordered Long Wenwen:
"Don't be discouraged if you are not selected. Every week, Henghlan Mountain will conduct a selection for the whole group. If you want to join the special team, I will train hard!"
Long Wenwen's eyes lit up, this was a good idea.
Liao Mingyu couldn't believe that the soldiers were unmoved by such envious treatment. Only by mobilizing the enthusiasm and ambition of the soldiers would they be motivated.
In this era, the understanding and exploration of special forces by various countries is still in the embryonic stage. They are all blind people crossing the river and not knowing the edge, but they have a complete set of special operations concepts.
In time, when this army truly grows up, it will definitely tear apart all enemies that stand in its way like a sharp sword!
"The name of our special team is Falcon." Liao Mingyu said casually with a smile. This name has an indelible meaning for him.
"Falcon?" Long Wenwen was a little confused.
"Well, the eagle soaring in the southwest sky!"
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"Oh, old classmate, why do you have time to come to my place today to reminisce about old times? Come on, come on, please sit down."
At the same time, at the Western Yunnan Material Transfer Station in Dali, two senior officers of the Nationalist Army were talking and laughing in a military tent. If you look closely, they both have the rank of lieutenant general with two gold stars on their collars.
"Haha, you have gained some weight after not seeing me for so many years. People say that there is a lot of oil and water in Dali. No wonder it makes you look so radiant, brother." One of the officers joked.
"Hey, Brother Zhong, don't make fun of me. I heard that your army captured Songshan a few days ago and is now approaching the Longling area. The Military and Political Department highly praised this battle. Brother, you are so envious of me. "
Another officer with a slightly blessed face smiled helplessly, with a little envy and sigh in his words. This one is the new commander of the 8th Army who was transferred from Guizhou this year... He Shaozhou.
And next to him, it was Commander Zhong who had a close encounter with Liao Mingyu.
"Why do we, our handsome nephew, need to envy others?" Zhong Bin rolled his eyes and teased, and then said seriously: "It's a joke, but this matter is really not as simple as others see. "
"Oh? Brother Zhong, what do you mean by this?" He Shaozhou was puzzled.
"Brother Shaozhou, does he know about the Sichuan Army Corps?"
"Sichuan Army Corps? I have heard that the Major General Commander is very popular. I wonder why Brother Zhong mentioned this person?"
He Shaozhou rubbed his chin. He had also heard some stories about Liao Mingyu from his uncle. This person was very concerned by his superiors. What impressed him most was the countless high-quality materials shipped to the Sichuan Army.
Because his Eighth Army is stationed in Dali, and all kinds of materials shipped from the country are transferred here, he still knows a lot about logistics, especially the batches of enviable art equipment of the Sichuan Army. It’s hard to get noticed.
Some time ago, an officer under He Shaozhou was interested in the supplies from the Sichuan Army. He wanted to use his authority to seize the equipment, and even injured Zhao Gongming. If the latter had not been smart enough to contact Shangfeng in time, he would have been killed. They really almost succeeded.
After this incident, He Shaozhou also went out of his way to learn about Liao Mingyu's situation and background, but received advice from his uncle not to antagonize him.
"Hmph! This Liao Mingyu is incredible. He relies on his connections at the top to be arrogant and arrogant. How big a crime is disobedience on the battlefield? It turns out..."
Zhong Bin slowly told He Shaozhou the story of the Battle of Nantianmen with added details.
He and the latter both graduated from the first batch of Huangpu, and their relationship was considered to be on good terms at that time. After learning that his plan was suppressed by the superiors, this old poisonous snake who was determined to retaliate began to look for opportunities elsewhere...
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