The independent regiment is in a mess, training for new recruits, training for veterans, and various military training plans adapted from previous lives to adapt to the current physical condition of soldiers, and various base constructions. As the head of the regiment, Liu Lang is busy every day.

After finally having some free time this day, Liu Lang was preparing to go to the recruits camp to take a look. As a field group, soldiers are the top priority. Without excellent soldiers, no matter how good the equipment is, they can only be fire sticks. No matter how good the logistics support is, they are just gifts to the enemy.

People are the key to determining the direction of victory in the war.

At this time, the recruits camp had been open for nearly two weeks. When Liu Lang walked into the gate of the recruits camp, he looked around and there were dozens of rows of recruits standing neatly on the training playground that could accommodate 3,000 people at the same time.

It seemed that he was doing military training. Liu Lang looked away with his hands behind his back for a while. Except for some soldiers who began to slimly and relax, most of the team's formation was well maintained. After all, they were only a recruit who had been training for half a month. I think Lin Li and Chi Dakui also took some effort.

However, thinking of having to fight for life and death with the Black Hawk Army's most elite Kanto soldiers in a few months, just like this training state, it is still far from that, and it is still a certain distance from Liu Lang's request.

Although it is only the most basic training and is different from various military skills that can determine life and death, Liu Lang believes that this foundation is the most important thing for being a soldier.

A real soldier can stand in a magnificent position with a simple stop, and then he stands as if he is about to die.

Standing military posture should not only be tangible, but also have momentum.

It is precisely because of the power that you will not be afraid of any enemy on the battlefield. No matter how powerful military skills are, if you do not have the confidence and strength that a soldier should have, it is just a demonstration.

Seeing Liu Lang coming, Lin Lichi Dakui and others who were standing in the front of the queue hurriedly came over.

"Captain, why are you here? Just in time, please give me a lecture to the recruits." Chi Dakui said with a smile.

"There is no need to give me a lecture, let them rest on the spot." Liu Lang waved his hand.

Lin Li and Chi Dakui looked at each other. Based on their understanding of the commander, this seemed to be a problem again! Are you dissatisfied with the training of the recruits?

Those who know Liu Lang know that there must be something tricky, but the recruits have only met the supreme commander at the opening ceremony of the recruits. What would they know about the fat leader? After resting in place and ordering was delivered, they sat on the ground and were reluctant to get up.

Lin Li and Chi Dakui looked at Liu Lang with a guilty look, and even complained secretly. These recruits who were still farmers ten days ago have some new recruits now, which is the result of their great efforts. They originally wanted them to show their performance in front of the regiment commander, but they knew a simple order to rest on the spot to reveal their true colors, and they also had a group of farmers.

However, Liu Lang seemed to have seen nothing, but instead pulled the two to talk about the next stage of training that was about to begin. Lin Li and Chi Dakui didn't listen much to it. Anyway, the booklet given by Liu Lang was very different from the training of the new recruits in the Wang Guojun. The two were just thinking about what actions the leader would do to trouble these newcomers later. The worst thing was that they might even bring them together.

It is worthy of being someone who has been with Liu Lang for a long time. They thought it was right. After resting for half an hour, Liu Lang stood up.

Standing on the temporary earthen platform, he shouted loudly, "Brothers, have you rested?"

"Get rested, sir." The group of recruits below agreed.

Of course, the soldiers welcomed such a commander who loved soldiers like his son. The amiable fat regiment commander was much better than the two black-faced commanders. He knew how to stand in line, stand in line, stand in line, stand in line, stand in line, besides these two, they seemed to be able to do anything else. What about the promised soldiers to carry guns and fight? They didn't even see a single gun hair.

"Does your legs still hurt?" Liu Lang continued to ask with a smile.

"It doesn't hurt." The recruits may not have learned anything else in the military training for more than ten days, but the soldiers have learned very well that they do not complain about hardship or fatigue.

The pain will hurt even more. More than 100 black-faced disabled instructors have used more stringent training to let them understand this truth.

"It doesn't hurt! OK, I'm worthy of being a carefully selected soldier who can enter my independent regiment." Liu Lang nodded and praised, and then his face turned solemn, "It's still two hours before supper. It's very good, and time is plenty. I order that from now on, I will stand for two hours."

The recruits were in an uproar. The fat commander was even more than the two black-faced school officials. What does it mean to have two hours before dinner? Is it good to have just finished lunch? And this stop was just two hours. You know, after standing for an hour before, I almost broke my legs. That extremely harsh standing posture was born to torture people.

"What's the name? Are you calling me when the regiment commander speaks?" The veterans of the sergeant who were assigned to serve as squad leader among the recruits were glaring at their recruits.

When the veterans showed their power, the new recruits were immediately in trouble. They had never seen the power of the regiment commander, but they had been tortured by the veterans in the past two weeks. People who were lagging behind in training could not stand up every day, even 200 sit-ups and 200 sit-ups, even men who were striking can't stand it.

The key is to resist, but it is impossible to deal with it. The veterans who had been living and dying on the battlefield were full of murderous aura that these rural farmers who were still digging food in the land more than ten days ago could resist?

"Below the self, everyone on the training ground, except for the instructors of the recruits, are listed here. Competing is conducted in companies. Within two hours, those with more standing people win, those who fail the military posture standard will be considered as withdrawal. Those who withdraw will use their spare time to continue training their military posture. Those who still fail within seven days will clear out the independent regiment and repatriate their hometowns. What our independent regiment needs is real soldiers, not soft-boys who just want to spend their military pay. The five companies ranked last will clean the inside and outside of the recruits within the next seven days, and will be responsible for cleaning all clothes, shoes and socks of the top five company officers and soldiers. This order includes officers and sergeants in each company." Liu Lang continued to order vigorously.

From being the company commander to the soldiers' faces collectively green, this punishment is a bit too harsh!

The recruits who are already a little bit of a soldier may also be afraid of being tired, but they would rather choose to suffer and be tired than to wash other people's smelly socks.

Although many people never wore socks before joining the army, it does not mean that they don’t know how strong the cotton tube that can make their feet comfortable after a day of training is, and it can kill a dog who loves to eat shit.

After giving the order, Liu Lang didn't say anything, jumped straight off the earth platform, put a bowl of tea that Chi Dakui had brought on his head, his feet were closed, his head held high and his chest stood in front of all the soldiers in an extremely standard military posture.

What are the leader doing? It's a juggling game.
Chapter completed!