The personnel of the 10th Battalion were slowly queuing up to disembark from the ship, carrying their mountain-like backpacks. The soldiers of the direct team were waiting patiently on the deck in neat squad units.
Under the white sun, light smoke like morning mist enveloped the sea surface of Saint Maiden Bay. The patrol steamships traveling in the distance looked very blurry, with only gray-white shadows moving bit by bit. The sound of the patrol ship's engines was carried along with the slightly cold wind.
Temporary barracks were set up near the Central Pier. The troops arriving in Hong Kong and the cadres of the Qiongya detachment going north were temporarily accommodated here, waiting for the order to set off.
After the 10th Battalion completed the assembly roll call at the dock, the entire battalion set off for the camping site.
There are very few residents in Hong Kong. There are only a few farmers and fishermen engaged in agricultural production in a few military-managed agricultural settlements. In addition, there are soldiers and "military industry" serving the army.
Military industrialists are not only responsible for loading and unloading goods, but also work in joint logistics factories on the island. They use the convenience of Hong Kong as a transshipment center to import various raw materials from the outside world to produce food, clothing, vehicles and ships for the army. It is the largest supply point of the Joint Logistics Headquarters in the south.
Therefore, there is little commercial atmosphere here. Except for shops and warehouses in the commercial port area, other places are completely under "military control". The people walking on the road are all naturalized citizens wearing various uniforms.
When you come here, you can have a deeper understanding of the tense atmosphere before the war.
After the 10th Battalion was settled in the camp area, the entire battalion, except for the seasick patients, went to the training field for training in the afternoon.
On the training ground was the 1st Infantry Battalion, which arrived earlier. This battalion is based on the Horse Security Regiment, the earliest armed force of the Senate. It not only has a long history, but also participated in a series of major battles such as the first and second anti-encirclement and suppression campaigns. It has the most honorary ribbons on the eagle flag. It is the old basic unit of the Senate. The battalions established behind it were established with the officers and backbone of the 1st Battalion as seeds. The 1st Battalion has been guarding Lingao for a long time and is like the "guards of the Senate." Therefore, the whole battalion has a strong sense of honor, and their combat skills are among the best among the battalions.
"The bayonet is a hero, the bullet is a fool," said the coach on the field. The instructor was giving a commentary before the drill, "There are five skills including shooting, bombing, assassination, demolition and earthwork. These are the five most basic skills for every infantryman. They are not only necessary on the battlefield, but also necessary for Fubo Army soldiers; every All infantrymen must be able to do it, regardless of cadres or soldiers; just being able to do it is not enough, they must also be excellent."
Two instructors with special protective gear on their heads were seizing the opportunity to board the ship, explaining and performing the key points of assassination confrontation to the soldiers, while demonstrating.
Two armies confront each other, soldiers fight against each other, and people directly confront each other. It cannot be simulated in writing. If you really face a bayonet. Most people have sore legs. Tian Liang still remembers a training session. A veteran officer picked up a SKS with a bayonet and came to his team to make gestures. There was a snap, and a sharp thorn glowing with white and green light came out. The tip of the knife was directly in front of his eyes, asking him how he felt. Tian Liang clearly remembered that time when he immediately felt strong dizziness, his limbs were sore, his back was cold, he couldn't hold back his urine, and he was immediately emptied, and sweat all over his body came out. He gestured one by one. Ask each one how they feel, everyone is like this. Some people were so frightened that they urinated on the spot, and some even fainted.
After a brief talk. The two battalions moved back to an empty field and began to send out assassination elites for confrontation training.
Assassination confrontation training is a face-to-face fighting training between two fighters. Both sides wear special protective gear, head protectors, and iron nets on their faces. They cannot see the opponent's face clearly. Both sides hold special wooden guns, like full-body armor. Like the warrior A, he is extremely powerful.
Rules - Whoever stabs the opponent in the chest with the first shot wins.
The assassination confrontation was particularly fierce. Tit for tat, the dragon is soaring and the tiger is leaping. The sound of killing is like thunder, when the master appears. Often a few seconds, or at most ten seconds of fierce fighting, suddenly, whoever shot the opponent with the first shot, hit the target with one shot, and the instructor called to stop, and the opponent was finished. The fierce confrontation came to an abrupt end, and the outcome was determined. distinct. An instructor said that this is how it is on the battlefield, head-to-head confrontation, whoever is tougher will kill the other person with one shot, no ambiguity.
Thousands of pairs of eyes all around stared closely at the brothers facing each other on the field. Sometimes it was so quiet that you could hear the drop of a needle, with only the heavy breathing of both sides and the clatter of wooden guns; suddenly there were cheers, thunderous applause, and roars of cheer for your own camp. The veins in my neck popped out. This is the most important unity honor for any company. No one can be left behind at this moment to avoid ridicule in the future.
The 10th Battalion is a newly established company. Although there are many veterans, most of them are still new recruits. Compared with the 1st Battalion, which has a high proportion of veterans, it is much inferior. Before even having a meal, the 1st Battalion gradually began to take advantage of the situation and won three people in a row. The victorious side was so proud that they not only clapped and cheered more vigorously, but also occasionally heard the discord of "10 battalions of weaklings, go home and practice more".
The cadres of the 10th Battalion couldn't sit still. Several military hats gathered together and muttered. Lin Fu loudly said: "1st Company Commander Huang Xiong, enter!"
The 1st Battalion was in an uproar. The 1st Company was a grenadier company, the elite of the entire battalion. Those who can serve as company commanders are senior officers who need to be promoted. Moreover, company commander Huang Xiong is not only the oldest company commander among all the company commanders in the army - he started his career as a dragon in the Senate - he was also the commander-in-chief of Jizhou Town. He boasts that his sword and spear skills have been passed down from his family since he was a child. He also plays tricks in front of everyone.
Yu Zhiqian of the 1st Battalion naturally refused. He glanced at one of the fair-skinned and strong instructors and shouted to Lin Fu: "You have only been bullying recruits for a few months. Battalion Commander Lin, why don't you do it yourself?"
"I know you can't beat the people of the 10th Battalion, so I'll let you practice for a few more months to convince yourself!"
"No! After today's store, we don't have time to waste time..."
The officers of the two battalions were afraid of showing their timidity in front of the soldiers, so they refused to give in to each other and started bickering.
The fat instructor was stunned for a moment, touched his chin, and pulled out a removed bayonet. He looked around at everyone and said, "Hurry up, let's continue."
"You bastards," the instructor said with a sharp thrust of his bayonet, "who are our most loyal and reliable partners?"
"It's a bayonet!"
"I can't hear you sissies!"
"What is our most loyal and reliable partner?"
"It's a bayonet -" the response was like a tsunami.
"What can be done to fearlessly deal with an enemy rushing in front of you?"
"It's a bayonet!"
"What can prove bravery and make the enemy fearful at the critical moment?"
"It's a bayonet!"
Soon the two battalions reached a final agreement, each sending one representative with no restriction on seniority, and leaving after three rounds. The 10th Battalion is naturally the assassination master 1st Company Commander Huang Xiong.
Yu Zhiqian said in a deep voice: "Fu Fu, come out!"
Fu Fu is not tall and has a tough head, but he has grown very strong. He is no longer the frail person he was when he joined the security team. Wear protective gear and face mask neatly. This man who originally only expected to be a second lieutenant is now a lieutenant and deputy company commander.
Let’s start with a martial arts contest, and avoid any nonsense in the martial arts contest.
The fat instructor gave the order: "Start!" and the assassination confrontation began.
The two men quickly drew out their guns, rushed towards each other, and stepped forward quickly. When the two men approached to about two meters apart, there was a "click"! The two wooden guns crossed each other instantly, and the two started fighting.
The two sides alternately advance and retreat on the field, either the tall Huang Xiong advances and the short Fu Fu retreats; or the short one advances and the tall one retreats; or else, both parties take the intersection of the wooden spears as the center of the circle and move left and right in the circumferential direction, walking Either urgently or slowly; neither of them made a sound, neither shouting for kill nor thrusting with their spears. The martial arts field was so quiet that it made people feel panicked. The sun was scorching and the whistle was slowly and lowly. They could be seen fighting on the field. Killing; we only heard the constant and violent collision of two wooden guns, making "pop" and "pop" sounds. It was the collision sound of wooden guns that we had never heard before: dull and short. The sound made people's hearts tremble: they were worried that the wooden gun would break.
This is a test by both sides, which is often the case for masters in the opening game.
"Wow..." Suddenly, the audience burst into huge applause. In the applause, the fat instructor shouted "Stop"! I saw Fu Fu immediately put away his gun and stood at attention. Huang Xiong seemed to have been pushed hard. He quickly took a few steps back and stopped with his hind legs. His hands were still holding the wooden gun tightly. Almost without pausing, he quickly stood up straight. Establish an upright posture.
Others seemed not to see clearly, shaking their heads and asking the people next to them.
After a while, the instructor commanded: "Start!" The two sides drew their guns and stepped forward quickly, again facing each other. The second round began. No one dared to lose sight, and stared at the two of them closely.
At this time, Huang Xiong seemed to have intentionally stretched his arms. His arms were long and the gun was long. The tip of his gun shook in front of Fu Fu's face. Fu Fu also intentionally lowered his waist and pulled out the gun under the waist of the tall Huang Xiong - - "Pull it down"; Huang Xiong also has a trick. As long as Fu Fu gets a little closer or attempts to use his gun, Huang Xiong will condescendingly hit him with his gun, hitting him so hard that the short man can't lift the gun and can't get close. They call this " "Press and stab"; suddenly, Gao Huangxiong stepped forward and stabbed, and Fu Fu jumped back three times in succession to avoid being shot. Then, the two of them advanced and retreated on the field, moving sideways, and they alternately thrust out their spears, one after another. The shouts of killing were loud in the time field, but no one stabbed the other, and they could already hear their loud gasps.
It can be seen that Huang Xiong was looking for an opportunity to get close to Fu Fu. During the confrontation, Fu Fu suddenly stabbed with his left hand. However, he did not hear the violent impact of the wooden gun. He only heard Huang Xiong's excited "kill" sound as a gun shot out. A dull and powerful sound: "Bang!" This was the sound of the gun head hitting the chest protector. The referee called "stop". Fu Fu staggered back a few steps and almost sat on the ground. At this time, Huang Xiong had already put away the gun. , and establish an upright posture facing the instructor.
Another huge round of applause.
"What's going on?" "What's going on?" There were chirping voices in the team, and many people were confused. (To be continued.)
