After all, the environment in Langya City was simple. After Chen Xinyan's initial treatment to stabilize the injury, Yang Xiaoxiao was still unconscious. At the former's suggestion, Lang Hua personally escorted Yang Xiaoxiao to the Nanqi base and took a transport plane to the Kemeng headquarters in Tianfu Jincheng for transfer to a hospital for treatment.
When Lang Hua came back, it was already five days later. Lang Hua returned the same way and brought back several familiar faces when he passed the Nanqi base. In addition to Li Yishan, Hou Lijian and Da Zhuang who were familiar with everyone in Langya City, there was also a veteran with short hair and a beard. According to Lang Hua, his name is Shanmao, and he is a soldier in the rifle squad at the same time as Li Yishan.
It was already March in spring, and the soldiers of the Langya City Defense Force who were training on the training ground took off their thick winter clothes and ran in formation under the instructions of instructor Chen Hui.
They had just completed a training session in the morning. Everyone carried 60 kilograms of weight for armed cross-country. They started jogging around the foot of Fengwei Mountain before the sun rose, and then swam twice in the clear water. Now back to the training ground outside Langya City, everyone is extremely tired. Many people were soaked by the river water and then evaporated dry by the sun. Then their clothes were soaked with sweat again during the training and were soaked through. His clothes were hung heavily on his body like waves of snow-white salt frost.
The high-intensity physical training made everyone's eyes dim, their heads were foggy and buzzing, and the originally neat chants were scattered and fragmented.
When Lang Hua and the others entered the city, the chief instructor Chen Hui was lecturing loudly on the training ground.
"Recruits, what are you doing?"
"If there are corpses behind you, do you still dare to stop? If there is an abyss under your feet, do you still dare to let go?"
"Look at the bears you have now. You are far from even an ordinary beast in the jungle. How can you fight against a black corpse monster that is not afraid of pain or fatigue?"
"Someone asked if practicing like this is too harmful to the body?"
"I tell you, it won't happen! Your physique is much stronger than that of ordinary people before the disaster, and you should receive more rigorous training than ordinary people!"
"You are the survivors in the apocalypse and the lucky ones. Now I ask you to be worthy of this luck!"
"Think of your dead relatives and those compatriots who died tragically on Advent. I ask you what to do now? You can only work hard, you can only fight, you can only give up your worthless lives and beat them hard!"
"I believe that you will become very strong. I believe that everyone is much stronger than they think! As long as you concentrate, you will be able to survive this level! Let your physique catch up with the evolutionary level and usher in a qualitative improvement. leap."
Chen Hui's eyes widened and he shouted to the audience:
"Keep practicing for me. No one will laugh at you if you quit now. Tell me loudly, do you want to continue?"
The soldiers responded one after another: "Yes!"
"The voice is too soft! Are you little dolls?"
Thousands of people roared like waves: "Continue! Continue! Continue!"
"Well done!" Chen Hui waved his hand and said, "Dear instructors, let's continue."
During the lecture, Chen Hui saw Lang Hua and others entering the door. After the lecture, he hurried over to see Lang Hua.
"Deputy City Lord."
Lang Hua introduced the people around him: "Uncle Chen, these are the reinforcements I invited from the Southern Qi base."
"Reinforcements?" Chen Hui, who was confused, saw several people from Li Yishan, "Oh, it turns out to be Company Commander Li."
"Senior." Li Yishan returned the greeting.
Several other people also stood at attention and saluted, saying: "Hello, veteran!"
"Oh, hello. Deputy City Lord, this reinforcement is..."
Lang Hua avoided answering and asked first: "Uncle Chen, how was your training in the past few days?"
"Last time we were ambushed by that group of people in Shashi and suffered a big loss. Now Lao Wu, Captain Xing and I are doing basic training, hoping to lay a solid foundation and not make the same mistakes as last time. After all, the black corpses in Shashi are also now there. There are not many left, and the recruits have few opportunities to fight, so we have to start with physical fitness and willpower."
After the siege of Fengwei Mountain, Chen Hui discussed his thoughts with Lang Hua and Yang Bensheng. At that time, he believed that the potential of the human body had been partially developed after the disaster, and the recovery ability of the limbs was no longer what it used to be, so the intensity of basic training should be increased.
According to Chen Hui's idea, the combatants must not only exercise their will, but also constantly challenge their physical limits. Even ordinary combatants must reach at least the third level of physical fitness in order to barely cope with the increasingly powerful mutant monsters in the future.
"That's fine. Uncle Chen, I've been working hard for you during this period." Lang Hua nodded, "If you need help, please ask the City Lord's Mansion and the Logistics Department for help. The base will solve all your worries."
"Thank you, Deputy City Lord."
Only then did Lang Hua talk about his thoughts: "These people are all people who participated in many devil camp training sessions in the Nanqi garrison area before the disaster. I want them to help train the soldiers."
"Devil camp?" Chen Hui's eyebrows jumped and he said, "Since he is recommended by the deputy city lord, I think he will be good."
"Okay, then I'll meet you at the training ground in the afternoon."
…
When the time came in the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly on the afternoon training ground, and the soldiers lay on the shooting range and concentrated on shooting. Although their postures were quite standard, their results were not satisfactory after one round.
Seeing the loose posture of these people getting up and running back to the queue, Bobcat gradually frowned. He asked bluntly: "Instructor Chen, have these people ever participated in complete course training?"
When he mentioned this, Chen Hui suddenly blushed: "This... I'm ashamed to say it. Everyone is very resistant to queue training, thinking that standing at attention and marching in unison are useless in real battles, and they are not even used in tactical training. Too positive.”
"How can this be done by only practicing physical fitness and shooting? If you don't practice your formation well, won't the entire army be in chaos when fighting? If there is an emergency, how can you respond quickly without accumulated tactical training? Instructor Chen , they don’t understand this and you don’t understand it either?”
Shanmao was really rude in what he said. He questioned Chen Hui in a loud voice, which reached the ears of some soldiers, causing dissatisfaction immediately.
"Who are you? Why should I hold Instructor Chen accountable?"
"You are not allowed to be disrespectful to Instructor Chen!"
"Although you are talking big words, if the black corpse comes after you, do you still want us to stand at attention and salute it?"
"That's right, shooting and physical training have achieved remarkable results. This can be seen. How can we say that these two are not important?"
The recruits were excited, but the Bobcats' reaction was extremely indifferent.
He first corrected the opponent coldly and said: "First of all, I never said that shooting and physical training are not important."
Then Shan Mao pointed to one of the speakers and said: "Then I would like to ask this brother, if there are too many people in the military formation, how can we ensure that orders are given and orders are followed and prohibitions are carried out? How much combat power can a group of ragtag people face a strong enemy? ? If you were in this chaotic army and were accidentally trampled to death by the people around you, would you regret what you said today when you think back to it? "
The man scratched his neck and stammered with a red face: "I...I, then I don't blame others, I only blame myself for my bad life."
"What a 'don't blame others'." Shanmao applauded, stroking his hands, his eyes suddenly became sharp, "But I want to ask you, can you be responsible for your own life, and can you be responsible for the lives of others? If that person is trampled to death The person who killed you is your brother Pao Ze, but the murderer is you and your panicked comrades. How can you still say this without regretting it!"
The sonorous chirping of the lynx struck this man's heart. He retreated in a daze, but fortunately several other soldiers held him up so he didn't fall.
He looked back and said ashamedly: "Brother Sanxi, I..."
Sanxi shook her head at him and motioned for him to step back and rest. Sanxi and several others stepped forward and faced the lynx.
Not all of the queue were new soldiers, some were veterans like Sanxi who had experienced the siege of Fengwei Mountain.
In that battle, all the squad leaders in the forward positions outside the city died, but Sanxi survived and was transferred to the edge of the defense line as the temporary captain. In the subsequent battles, he stuck to his post and killed the enemy bravely. After the war, he was promoted to second lieutenant and platoon leader by the city lord's government. He also participated in several missions to encircle and suppress the remaining corpses in Shashi. Now he is an experienced "veteran".
There were several people around Sanxi, all of whom were squad platoon leaders who had retired from the Shashi front and were temporarily serving as instructors leading troop training at the training ground. These people knew that what Shan Mao said was not unreasonable, but they were not willing to be humiliated by outsiders, so they stood up and wanted to argue a few words.
Unexpectedly, before Sanxi could say anything, he saw Lang Hua standing next to Shanmao and the others.
"Deputy City Lord." A trace of panic flashed across Sanxi's face.
Unexpectedly, Lang Hua smiled and said: "You don't have to worry about me, just pretend that I don't exist, yes, yes, I don't exist... Hahaha."
Judging from his appearance, he seemed quite happy to see this happen. Sanxi only felt that his city lord was supporting his people, so he held his head high and spoke: "May I ask what you call this brother and how long he has been in the military?"
"Call me Shanmao. I have five years of military experience."
Sanxi looked directly at the other person: "Then, brother Shanmao, dare to compare your marksmanship with us. Since brothers are talking big, I expect that their skills must be solid."
"You want to challenge me?" Shanmao looked at Sanxi with a smile, then looked back at Shouhou and the others. The thin monkey immediately laughed, looking overjoyed, as if he had heard some joke.
"Why are you laughing?" Sanxi said displeased.
"Hahaha, it's too bold for a one-year soldier to challenge a five-year soldier. It's better for me to fight you. I've only been in the army for two years, so you don't say we bullied you."
Sanxi looked at the mountain cat and then at the thin monkey. Seeing that the former had no objection, she said, "Okay, it's a deal. But if you lose, you have to apologize to instructor Chen and my brother."
The corners of the thin monkey's mouth turned up, and there seemed to be a hint of cunning hidden under the disapproving smile.
He stared at Sanxi and asked, "What if you lose?"
"If I lose, I'll do whatever you want!"
