Chapter 87 The charge horn sounds, the people are there and the flag is there (please order for the first time, collect monthly tickets!)

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At this time, the gathering place!

Chen Ming bit his bun and looked around, muttering to himself that he felt like they had been tricked by the squad leader again.

He said it would be ten kilometers before setting off, but he didn't calculate it carefully during the run. It was foggy and the visibility was very low, and it was too cold, so he didn't have the intention.

The more I think about it now, the more something is wrong. The one lap of the competition arena was more than 12 kilometers. At that time, he could grit his teeth and endure it, but he persisted in completing the lap.

Why wouldn't it work this morning?

Personal physical limit is the best unit to measure distance.

He simply didn't want to think about it anymore. He finished the buns in his hand, stuffed the plastic bag into his pocket, opened the water bottle and took a few sips. Looking at the squad leaders around him who were also resting, Chen Ming breathed a sigh of relief and was about to follow Wang Shuaibing's example and lie down on his back. While resting on the ground.

Turning sideways, he saw a group of new recruits running towards this direction a few hundred meters away.

Rather than running, it would be better to say that I was dragging my feet this way.

Hundreds of people were holding each other's shoulders and walking with a staggering step. Although Chen Ming couldn't see their expressions, he could feel that the other party's back straightened up when they saw the situation here.

The speed increased slightly, heading this way.

"Gather, gather, everyone, get up, gather." The monitors of each class obviously saw the situation in the distance and quickly urged everyone to get up.

Chen Ming blinked, put his hands on the ground and got up. At this moment, he suddenly gathered. Without even thinking about it, it must be the damn competitive spirit that caused the trouble for the new recruits who came after him.

"Quick, what are you talking about? Let's get together as a team."

"Second shift gathers."

"Class 3, didn't I tell you? Do you have donkey hair stuffed in your ears?"

All the squad leaders of the second brigade of recruits roared, frightening the recruits who were originally dawdling, and quickly stood up and lined up.

It was okay for them, they had rested for at least ten minutes, but the recruits who came from the group behind looked at each other, so tired that their waists almost broke. They ran to the gathering point and stared at the assembled team in a daze.

"What are you doing standing around here? You don't even know how to line up?"

"Stand still, each class will take their names and take a short break."

Chen Ming stood in the queue and watched helplessly as the new recruits came over. He didn't even have a chance to rest, so he gritted his teeth and lined up to take orders.

Many people went to that station with trembling legs.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's better for our squad leader to give us a break. If we treat them like they do, we will be in trouble." Ma Dazhu shook his head and sighed.

Hearing this, the others all nodded in agreement with deep feeling. Only Chen Ming grinned and said: "What are you thinking? The first to arrive must have the privilege of rest. Before departure, the squad leader said that he does not want to be first. So if we really run What happens to second place, or third place, or even last place?”

"Can you line up and go directly to the roll call so easily?"

Forehead.

Everyone was speechless for a moment.

The other classes don't know, but Class 1 is the lead class, and if you think about the squad leader's temper, if you are late, you will definitely have a heavy responsibility. Even if you have no responsibility, Zhao Lifei can still get three points.

If it were them, they would be the least bit aggressive now, and they would not be able to gather together in an understatement.

In the four columns, Chen Ming, Ma Dazhu, Wei Chongchong, and Dong Ke were all the leading soldiers in the front row of the second brigade.

The four of them kept looking at the group of new recruits coming from the corner of their eyes, watching them grinning.

While taking a peek, I felt sad and filled with emotion.

Fortunately, they were the first to arrive, otherwise they would be the ones holding on now.

As subsequent brigades arrive one after another, the countdown to the field training subjects of the artillery brigade has officially begun.

He came late, so naturally he didn't get any good treatment. As soon as he came here, he gathered. Chen Ming found that except for their team, which only had one platoon leader, there were at least two platoon leaders in other brigades.

at this time.

Jiang Peng was standing in front of the queue, discussing the next journey plan with seven other platoon leaders of the brigade.

"Xiao Wugong Mountain is not far from where we are now. It's about southwest. If we take a short detour, we can almost reach it before noon."

One of the platoon leaders took out the map, unfolded it, marked a few points and continued: "Due to the large-scale military training this year, our training has been advanced. The recruits have not been exposed to shooting subjects, so small-scale combat exercises cannot be carried out. Let’s develop like this, setting some difficulties at each point, and try not to be too different from previous years’ training.”

"Lao Jiang, Chen Ming from your second brigade is in good physical condition. Let him take the lead in this training. We will arrange for a few veterans to wear recruit uniforms and intersperse them in the team. We will hold a meeting later to remind them to raise their awareness of prevention."

"Let's arrange the first meeting point like this."

The meeting place of several platoon leaders was not far away from Chen Ming and the others. Wang Shuaibing stared at those big clear eyes that revealed the slightest trace of stupidity. He looked at them doubtfully for a long time before asking: "Brother Chen, don't you mean that there are still GPS systems in the army?" Is Beidou really awesome?"

"Why are they still studying with maps? When I watched the special forces TV series, the special operations captain Lei Zhan could even use a small tablet. Our artillery is so backward?"

"It's not necessarily backward." Chen Ming shook his head slightly and said: "This should be required by the above. Although it is information-based warfare now, for artillery, topographic survey has always been a very important skill."

"In many cases, when troops are engaged in electromagnetic interference by the enemy, the high-tech positioning system loses its effect. In that case, nothing is as reliable as a map or a compass."

"Artillery has a heavy responsibility. I guess we also need to learn this. Don't underestimate the map. This thing has not been eliminated in the armies of many powerful countries in the West. Instead, it is paid more attention to, which proves its importance."

"Oh fine."

Wang Shuaibing's eyes were darting around, and he obviously still thought that looking at a map was not that good. It would be better for everyone to hold a tablet and swipe around a few times to look at it.

After all, in the field of national defense technology, the country truly invests in research regardless of cost. The military technology shown in many military TV dramas is indeed amazing.

Chen Ming didn't explain too much. His own understanding was very limited, but he seemed to know more than these eighteen or nineteen-year-olds.

Anyway, he knows that no matter how modernized he is, once a war breaks out, in the end he will still fight for people and these most basic combat skills.

If soldiers rely too much on modern technology and expect it to fight large-scale wars, it will be fine if it goes well, but if it doesn't go well, they won't even have the power to fight back.

Zhao Lifei, who was standing not far away, heard the movement here and walked over with a cold face: "What are you muttering about?"

"Let me tell you, training subjects are the top priority in recruit training every year. It not only tests your physical fitness, but also your ability to survive, willpower, and unity and cooperation."

"I told you before we set off that training is not a tour, let alone a stroll. From now on, each of you must be vigilant at all times. No one can touch your personal belongings, especially guns, you know. ?”

"The gun was artificially damaged, parts were lost, or more seriously, the gun was lost. That was a major accident. To put it bluntly, once the gun was lost during the training, the entire training group, two armies, and a hundred thousand troops had to stop the exercise and come to look for it. Gun, how serious it is, you have to weigh it in your own mind."

hiss! !

Good guy.

The people at the front of the class were frightened when they heard what the monitor said.

It was just four words about a major accident. They didn't feel anything about it, but when it came to saying that losing a gun would cause the army to stop fighting, they immediately realized its seriousness.

I was afraid because on the way here in the morning, many people regarded their guns as a burden, either carrying them or carrying them on their shoulders. If they were not too tired later, some people would stuff their guns into their backpacks.

I was too tired to bother myself.

Everyone else was immersed in the squad leader's warning and thinking secretly. Only Chen Ming sighed helplessly. Before setting off, he knew that training was not a simple physical subject.

It is a multi-subject intensive training.

These veterans will definitely not lead the team to their destination honestly, but will think of ways to deal with them.

Originally, Chen Ming didn't think that training should be taken seriously.

Pull drills are very common in the army, but now that the squad leader reminds them so clearly, you don't have to think about it, there will definitely be an unlucky guy who "loses his gun".

The kind that can't be guarded against

really.

Several platoon leaders were still planning routes and assigning tasks, but Chen Ming accidentally spotted a few veterans sneaking into the supply truck and getting into the vehicle.

Not long after, all the clothes on their bodies were changed into recruit training uniforms, and even their shoes were changed. They got out of the carriage and stood beside the supply truck chatting.

"As expected of a veteran, he is really full of bad ideas." Chen Ming looked a little stunned. Once the training started, who would have so much energy to guard against the deceptions of the veterans.

This is a rhythm that wants to punish people to death.

The team is complete.

Each brigade began the final mobilization work.

Jiang Peng came to the front of the second brigade and said with a glance: "Comrades, our next task is to conquer the 118-kilometer field training in three days and three nights."

"For you, training is a battlefield. Everyone is the main force. As an artilleryman, even if you die, you will die on the road to charge."

"Those who insist on moving forward are brave, and those who retreat are shameful."

"Comrades, tell me loudly, who are you?"

"soldier!!!"

"What are we?"

"Ace Artillery!!"

"What are we?"

"Loyal Guard!!"

"Very good, a new challenge has arrived. Are you ready?"

"Yes to the challenge! Yes to the challenge!! Yes to the challenge!!!"

Jiang Peng's mobilization speech was short, but powerful and persuasive, and the recruits' emotions were also aroused.

"Very good. Let's go to the front of the group. Four columns will become two columns and we'll set off."

Tap tap tap! !

More than 400 people began to march in unison as the instructions were given. Chen Ming stood at the front of the queue. When he was about to set off, Zhao Lifei brought a flag and handed it to him.

"Comrade Chen Ming."

"arrive."

"Catch the flag."

"yes."

Chen Ming quickly put the gun behind his back and took the flag handed over by the squad leader with both hands.

The bright red flag fluttered in the wind. There was no special pattern on it, and there was no mighty and domineering code name. There was only a sharp sword rising into the sky, and the words "Recruit training" below.

"Comrade Chen Ming."

"arrive."

"From now on, you will be the vanguard of the entire training team. Remember, if the flag is there, the team will not be in chaos. If the flag is there, the morale of the rear will not be lost. If the people are there and the flag is there, do you understand?"

"clear."

"Artillery Brigade."

"The Iron Fist of the God of War, defend the country and guard the borders!!" Chen Ming roared in response.

"Okay, let's go."

Tap tap tap.

The sound of neat footsteps was heard again. Chen Ming held the flag in both hands and ran at the front. The two columns behind him extended hundreds of meters to follow, and the team set off.

The squad leader of each squad and the platoon leader of each brigade followed the action on one side of the team.

Looking down from above, the entire training team looks like a long dragon swimming forward slowly.

The team took a small road, and the supply vehicle turned around and took the main road. A small military vehicle from the Propaganda Department followed beside it. Chai Shuyao leaned out of the car window and recorded some video footage of the marching recruits from time to time.

The nearly 1,000-meter-long team has just entered training mode.

There was a veteran standing at a slightly higher place, raising his head and blowing the charge horn.

"Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep."

The loud, melodious, and rapid trumpet sound came out, and the team that was practicing suddenly stopped.

They are all new recruits, and they have never seen this kind of formation in person.

Normally, I would just watch TV and see soldiers blowing the charge horn on the battlefield, but now I actually heard it with my own ears in reality. The sound of the horn filled my ears, deafening.

Although the team slowly stopped, the eyes of all the recruits were flashing with light as if their blood was awakening. This was the unique trumpet call of the national army.

If there is anyone who can compare with "Ula" or hold the pressure firmly, it is only the charging horn.

Chen Ming felt a surge of energy in his chest, giving him the urge to draw a gun and charge immediately.

Just as hundreds of people were shocked.

New instructions have arrived.

"Attention everyone, march for thirty minutes and set off!!!"

(End of chapter)