After this figure sat next to Yin Hang, he asked in a low voice: "Yin Hang?"
Yin Hang turned his head and found that it was the young man who was chatting with him in the waiting room.
"My name is Lin Yu. I didn't expect that we are actually in the same class." Lin Yu raised his left hand slightly and put it to his ear as a gesture of greeting.
Yin Hang remembered that there was indeed a boy named Lin Yu on his student list.
But with the handsome boy in front of me, I always felt that the difference was a bit too big.
"Well... hello." Yin Hang sat next to the pit, lifted the chopsticks he used to eat, and returned the favor.
Lin Yu didn't seem to know that he was a teacher in Class 53.
But Yin Hang couldn't explain it to him.
Before time travel, he had read many similar stories about academic masters. A young professor came to the classroom early to chat with students, but was ridiculed by passers-by for not even bringing a book with him. Only a girl comforted him softly and was willing to lend the young professor a book to read.
After the class bell rang, the young professor strolled up to the podium and told the boy who had just mocked him to listen carefully to the lecture.
After class, go to the girl to ask for her notes, help her fill in some omissions, and increase her favorability.
Yin Hang likes this kind of hilarious twist and slap-in-the-face plot. As for the evil setting of being ridiculed for not bringing books to college, Yin Hang doesn't bother to care.
But now it's his turn to encounter a similar plot... I'm afraid he can only introduce himself on the podium.
Fortunately, Yin Youguang arranged for him to be her assistant first, and this was how Yin Hang was saved.
But to be honest, I feel like these monsters don’t really need to be taught by themselves. They just need to find a way to provide them with sufficient training resources.
Lin Yu saw that Yin Hang had no desire to chat and was just eating in silence, so he continued to comfort him: "At the beginning, I was forced to crawl forward for two kilometers, and my elbows and knees were bruised and covered in blood."
"As for being scolded, just pretend that you don't hear it. Military training is all about this."
"No, I'm just a little tired," Yin Hang waved his hand slightly, then looked at the other person's relaxed look and asked with some confusion: "Are you... already strong?"
Yin Hang remembered that Lin Yu was also trained in ten sets of frog jumps. Now it seems that he is fine.
Don't you need to teach yourself, and you are already halfway to the profound level?
"This..." Lin Yu moved closer to Yin Hang and lowered his voice and said, "It's just that my ability is special. It saves a lot of effort during training."
"You must never tell Instructor Liang."
After Yin Hang listened, he began to recall the information on the other party's list.
Lin Yu.
B-rated talent.
Ability: Mobilize and control the power of any concept.
At the end of the overview, there is also a blood-red [Danger]
Such a dangerous ability is used casually in military training?
Thinking of what Yin Youguang said about playing with fire and burning oneself, is Lin Yu already in control?
Seeing Yin Hang's appearance, Lin Yu scratched his head in embarrassment.
Why does it feel like Yin Hang has to think for a long time every time he says something and never replies to himself?
Are you really too tired?
So Lin Yu comforted him again: "It's okay, training at night will be much easier."
After Yin Hang heard this, his eyebrows straightened up, he chewed rice in his mouth and said vaguely: "There will be training tonight?"
Shouldn't the next part of the military training be learning to clean up the housekeeping in the dormitory?
"Yes...and there are exercises." Lin Yu said while eating his lunch.
exercise?
Yin Hang immediately began to consider whether to use Baichuan's inheritance.
If this continues, I feel that I will definitely be left in the hands of this instructor named Liang Yong.
After all, this is the Daoyuan class, and he is afraid that he is not training himself according to the standards of a cultivator.
As for the [mountain] that Yin Youguang gave to him, the effect was really moving to tears.
"If you are not active in eating, there is something wrong with your brain!"
Just when Yin Hang was thinking about how to survive, Liang Yong had already stomped over with combat boots, then glared at the two of them and cursed: "I'll give you ten minutes to eat, and you still have time to chat?"
Then Liang Yong blew the whistle hanging on his chest.
But after a long whistle and several short whistles, he shouted to the two girls in the distance: "Gather!"
Yin Hang's whole body was numb, and he quickly stuffed himself with several mouthfuls, then threw the lunch box beside him, chewed the food and stood up.
When Liang Yong went over to urge the two girls, Lin Yu hurriedly apologized in a low voice: "Oh, I'm sorry."
Yin Hang couldn't blame him.
All I can say is that fortunately, all the meat I left went into my mouth.
In the afternoon, because Yin Hang was new here, he practiced almost exclusively on a single sheet.
Now I finally joined the queue and no longer had to be tortured by being reported to the queue.
But there are only three students in this team except Yin Hang himself.
At the front of the team was a little girl.
Even younger than Huiling, who is thirteen or fourteen years old.
But she was wearing a loose camouflage training uniform, and because of the height difference, it was blocked a lot by the brim of the hat. Yin Hang did not recognize which of his students this was.
After all, there are four little girls aged thirteen or fourteen on the list...
Later, Yin Hang was punished by squatting in a military posture for looking around. It wasn't until Liang Yong came back in an off-road vehicle that he stood up tremblingly.
Liang Yong jumped directly into the car and waved to them: "Move!"
Lin Yu was familiar with the road, but when Yin Hang saw what he was about to move, his breath was choked.
Then Liang Yong directly threw two Type 95 assault rifles into his arms and asked him to put them in the open space.
This was the first time Yin Hang touched a real gun, and its realistic texture made his heart beat faster.
But these guns are not as heavy as pure metal as expected. He is used to carrying several kilograms of spiritual stones every day, and it feels like they only weigh six or seven kilograms. The two guns add up to less than fifteen kilograms.
After everything was moved, Yin Hang looked at the boxes of arms in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Is this the content of military training at night?
Then we can stay up all night!
After Liang Yong assigned the training content to Lin Yu and the three of them, he turned around and stared at Yin Hang, then kicked the arms box next to him and asked, "Have you seen a gun?"
Yin Hang shook his head. As an illiterate soldier who simply liked guns, the only one he could name among these guns was the Type 95 assault rifle.
After Liang Yong noticed Yin Hang's gaze, he picked up the Type 95 assault rifle, handed it to him and said, "Want to play QBZ?"
QBZ?
Yin Hang was a little confused. Did he admit his mistake?
Liang Yong's tutorial is extremely simple and crude.
After teaching him the basic mechanical safety switch, mode switching, magazine replacement and aiming methods, he began to teach him various shooting postures.
Standing, kneeling, sitting, side, lying...
Of course, the teaching method is not to teach through words and deeds, but to directly push and kick.
A few of the shots, even though they were just the recoil caused by blank ammunition, were quite enjoyable.
But then, Yin Hang began to feel that something was wrong.
Even if he shoots from the upward position, Yin Hang can understand it.
But when Liang Yong asked him to raise his arms and shoot above his head, and even asked him to hold the gun with one hand and fire in burst mode, he began to feel a little confused.
Is it really not dangerous for a new recruit to do this?
Although the power of blank bullets is extremely low, they are not completely harmless, right?
Yin Hang was a little nervous and attached himself with Baichuan inheritance to ensure that he would not suddenly cramp.
Then Liang Yong started to ask Yin Hang to throw training grenades, but all that exploded was thick smoke and starch.
After throwing a dozen training grenades, Liang Yong personally took one and put it in his hand, then stood beside him, stared at him closely and said, "Throw it into that pit."
Yin Hang was throwing it into the pit just now. He didn't know why Liang Yong repeated it again, but this time he threw the grenade with the same texture as before. After throwing it into the pit, Liang Yong threw him down fiercely. , and then there was a loud bang in the distance.
After a while, Liang Yong pulled Yin Hang up and said: "Remember, for real fragmentation grenades, you must enter the bunker immediately after throwing them out!"
After Yin Hang stood up, his mind was a little confused.
Is what I had in my hand just now a real thing?
Then Liang Yong brought a few more grenades and stood beside him to let him throw them.
It seems that because he lost the first time, Yin Hang's operations were not deformed due to nervousness in the subsequent ones.
After throwing them away, Liang Yong brought him two more boxes, a total of sixty coins, until all was lost.
Because several of them went into the pit perfectly, Liang Yong even grabbed Yin Hang and asked him to carefully observe the explosion range and effect of the grenades.
After Yin Hang had thrown them all away, Liang Yong patted him on the shoulder and breathed a sigh of relief: "So, isn't it more powerful than your spirit-breaking charms?"
Yin Hang hesitated to speak, not knowing how to describe it.
After observing the explosive power of more than twenty grenades just now, he felt that it was not as terrifying as he imagined.
But it was mainly because Yin Hang used Suiren's ignition point to detonate it in conjunction with Zhu Rong, which made him numb.
When he was fighting for his life, he was in a state of numbness and dissipation. He directly used four or five Suiren clans to superimpose himself and detonated them, and then he was knocked over for more than ten meters.
If the grenade did not cause fragmentation damage, the pure shock wave damage would not be as powerful as the shock wave caused by his own attempt to teleport.
However, the military training of this Daoyuan class is indeed a bit hardcore.
After Liang Yong taught Yin Hang some how to use other firearms, the time came to 7:50.
Then Liang Yong asked Yin Hang to get on the off-road vehicle, and then went to pick up three other students.
After Lin Yu also got on the off-road vehicle, Yin Hang asked in advance before he greeted him: "Is it time for us to go back?"
Yin Hang thought that he had to go back to the dormitory this time and learn how to tidy up the house and fold tofu cubes, right?
He trained all afternoon and threw too many grenades. Now his arms were so sore that he couldn't lift them up.
But I have to say that this process is still quite enjoyable.
The danger involved made Yin Hang feel a little excited.
Of course, if Liang Yong wasn't around, he would never dare to try it casually.
Lin Yu's expression was a little lonely, but after seeing Yin Hang, he cheered up and said with a smile: "We should go practice."
After hearing this, Yin Hang asked the other party in surprise, "Wasn't that a drill just now?"
In Liang Yong's posture just now, he was almost ready to teach himself how to drive a tank. Why don't you call it a drill?
Lin Yu scratched his head in embarrassment, forced a smile and said, "Well... you'll know when we get there."
After arriving at the place, several people got out of the car, while Liang Yong tied up his armed belt and looked not very good.
This is a place similar to an underground fortress, but because it is night, Yin Hang cannot see the overall outline clearly.
After Liang Yong led the four people in, he found that someone was already waiting here.
There was also a man in military uniform. After seeing Liang Yong, he immediately walked up to him and saluted with standard military salute: "Company Commander!"
Liang Yong also stood at attention and saluted. Then he dusted off his chest and asked, "Which class are you in charge of?"
"Report to the company commander, we are squad 47!"
Liang Yong looked at the rest area next to him and found twenty students sitting neatly.
Liang Yong immediately felt helpless.
Class 47 is also full.
Emotions The Class 53 that Chen Fan told himself is special, is it just that special, right?
Yin Hang, who followed, looked at the twenty students sitting upright in the distance and was a little confused.
He remembered the plot of the military training of Dogen's class in the original work, and skipped it in less than 8,000 words.
Is there anything about the exercises?
Or is he the Crimson King?
Liang Yong's military rank should be captain, but the person chatting with him seemed to be a non-commissioned officer.
"How's it going?" Liang Yong looked at the sergeant's student and asked.
"Reporting to the company commander, we have lost four times in a row..." When the other party said this, he said with some embarrassment: "This is the first draw in five exercises."
"Where are you, company commander?"
"Me?" Liang Yong waved his hand and said, "I'm no different from you."
Liang Yong also had a headache.
Class 53, which I led, failed to draw even in the four drills and lost all of them.
This can't be settled, there are only four people, it's difficult to even hide and buy time.
Looking through the book, there are many examples of using less to defeat more and still winning.
The problem is that all these examples can be written into a book, and the difficulty can be imagined.
Moreover, the students in Class 47 all look to be 17 or 18 years old.
But here, I still have a child soldier.
Then Liang Yong turned around, looked at the four people with his hands behind his back, and said solemnly: "We, Class 53, fight with less and fight more. We have fought so many times. It's time for us to gain experience."
"And this time there's one more person."
"No matter what, let's show off the style that belongs to our Class 53 first!"
"And you are now soldiers, so you must have a strong will!"
"There is no difficulty in facing the will of a soldier!"
"No matter what, I have to kill a few of their class!"
"Do you understand!"
After Liang Yong finished his lecture, he turned around and left.
After the instructor of Class 47 followed Liang Yong out, the more than 20 students instantly became chaotic.
"This is the first time I've seen that there is a class number behind our class 47, and it's directly to class 53?"
"Our class has lost four games in a row. Could it be that we can finally win?"
It combines the opinions of readers from all aspects.
Because the branch lines will lay the foundation and pavement for the main line in the future, they cannot be deleted, but they will be quickly sketched out.
This chapter is almost 10,000 words reduced to 4,000 words (although it still feels a little stained, I will speed it up)
The specific content of this chapter was written after consulting a paratrooper in the XJ Army and Air Force. However, because the previous political content was too difficult to understand, many lessons were not written, such as those postures, knowledge of firearms, and the unique characteristics of the army. Chatting language, habitual small actions, etc... (maybe written in other ways in the future)
As for the core main story, it will start soon.
Since this is indeed my first time writing a book, I would also like to ask everyone to give me more opinions to help me improve. Thank you very much.
(End of chapter)
