Suddenly, the black figure made a feint and knocked Zhang Xiu's weapon to the ground. The dagger in his left hand also reached Zhang Xiu's neck. It only took a little force to cut Zhang Xiu's neck open. Full text
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This fight had already awakened all the soldiers, and the lights in the house were also lit.
The black figure was Jia Rong. As soon as they fought, Zhang Xiu had already figured out who it was. In addition to the signature weapon, Zhang Xiu didn't notice and faced Jia Rong resolutely. In fact, he also wanted to compete with Jia Rong.
Next, I didn’t want to be defeated anyway.
With a move of his left hand, the dagger was retracted from his waist, and the black cloth tied on his face was pulled off. Jia Rong said in a cold tone: "If the enemy attacks on a large scale, you have already been killed. What does your personal bravery mean?"
Yes, can you alone turn the entire war situation around?"
"You, you, and you, more than sixty of you have died! Except for Zhang Xiu, who is still qualified, the other soldiers can do a thousand push-ups. Let's start now."
No matter how hard they tried, the soldiers found that they could not lift their heads. Jia Rong had taught them to be wary of enemy sneak attacks. They thought that Jia Rong would beat drums to gather the soldiers to increase their vigilance. Unexpectedly, Jia Rong changed his mind.
One way.
Zhang Xiu also silently followed all the soldiers doing push-ups.
As if he had seen through the thoughts of the soldiers, Jia Rongzhengzheng said: "War is aimed at achieving victory. No matter what means are used, as long as it can win, it is the best way. The enemy's attack methods are ever-changing, so be prepared at all times."
It’s the most important thing.”
"And you, Zhang Xiu, are you using your dagger to trim your nails? You actually used your sword at the critical moment. Do you think your martial arts skills are superb? When you found out there was an enemy sneak attack, you didn't even say a word to warn you. You did two thousand push-ups.
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The soldiers were very depressed. Just now they were exaggerating, but in the blink of an eye, they were training him harder than anyone else.
However, Jia Rong's reasons left them unable to refute, so they had to accept the punishment. Zhang Xiu secretly resented that he should have used a dagger just now. In close combat, it was obviously easier to use a dagger than a sword, but his long-term martial arts habit made him
Time cannot adapt to using a dagger.
The next day, the sun was still bright, and one hundred and eighty soldiers stood tall and straight in the sun, with a water bowl on their heads.
"Since your performance last night was very poor, you don't need to eat today's meal." Jia Rong took a bite of dried pork shreds and said.
After a while, a bowl of fresh broth was brought to Jia Rong, and many soldiers swallowed secretly.
Jia Rong walked up to a Qiang soldier with a bowl of broth and said with a smile: "Number 22, do you want to eat?"
The Qiang soldiers shouted loudly: "Think!"
It doesn't matter if he roars, the bowl on his head also overflows with a little water.
Jia Rong said with a smile: "I'm afraid you can't eat it. The water spilled out. I will be punished for half an hour. Someone will come and add more water to him."
The Qiang soldiers complained endlessly and secretly cursed themselves for being worthless, but their morale was shaken by a bowl of broth.
All the soldiers were honored by Jia Rong's temptation. They found that Jia Rong's description ability was so good. They had never heard of bei jing roast duck and Nanjing salt duck, which made them salivate and stare blankly.
Without exception, such soldiers were all punished. How can a qualified special forces soldier not have a strong will? These little fish were beaten to the ground, and there was no talk of revolution.
This day was the most difficult day for the 180 soldiers. Jia Rong made a mandatory rule that no one was allowed to eat anything, not even a piece of grass or a dead branch. All the soldiers could only continue to eat...
Swallowing his saliva.
Jia Rong and the chef were at a table, drinking wine. The food and wine on the table were so delicious, but all the soldiers were training hard, and they often looked at each other.
What resulted was inhuman torture.
It was night, and the soldiers learned to be smart. Two people took turns to stand guard to avoid sneak attacks by the "enemy".
Jia Rong had endless ways to sneak attack on them. Even the sneak attack was always at dawn when people were most sleepy. In one case, he even carried out a sneak attack from the roof.
After such a long period of training, the soldiers have adapted to high-intensity training and sneak attacks at any time.
Those means are useless, and the happiest person is naturally Jia Rong, which shows that the soldier is growing up step by step.
One hundred and eighty soldiers also underwent a seven-day field survival training. They were only given three days of dry food to survive in the vast mountains for seven days. They were not allowed to ask for help from nearby villages. They relied entirely on their own abilities. The scope of their activities was
For sure, Jia Rong will lead the army to arrest all the soldiers during this period.
For the first time, all the soldiers were captured, and then they were all released. Jia Rong still led 300 soldiers in the search. As time went on, more and more soldiers survived. As long as the soldiers were arrested more than three times,
, all were ruthlessly expelled from this team.
Survival in the wild not only trains the soldiers' hiding ability, but more importantly their survival ability. Even in the deep mountains and old forests, they can endure loneliness and survive even if they eat dead branches and leaves every day. This is training.
ultimate goal.
Jia Rong had taught them how to disguise and hide, but they would no longer use it because the person who came to catch them was Jia Rong, who usually taught them how to hide. In order to hide, they tried every means.
They are still good. Thinking that future generations of special forces will do whatever they can to survive, Jia Rong feels that he is still too kind. The road must be walked step by step. Special forces cannot be cultivated into the best in one go.
In later generations, there were still hot weapons, which could sweep away a large area, unlike now, where they are armed with swords, guns and sticks.
Seven days later, the soldiers on the training ground lost a lot of weight. Without exception, their eyes no longer had the passion of the past, but there was only endless silence. Thinking of everything that had happened in the past seven days, they could not believe that it was them.
Own.
They would actually put things that would make them disgusting when they think about it, into their mouths. They would hide them in places that were usually regarded as the dirtiest places. Over the past seven days, they had completely changed. The loneliness in the mountains and the torture of no food.
, in addition to the iron-blooded killing, they have officially become an ancient special forces. Cold-blooded and cruelty are synonymous with them.
"No. 38, get out of the queue!"
Liu Si trotted to Jia Rong's side, standing in a standard military posture.
Liu Si's code name was thirty-eight. This number had some meaning in later generations, but no one in the Han Dynasty knew it. Jia Rong just snickered in his heart.
"Today you teach all soldiers the skill of picking locks. Make sure all soldiers learn it."
"Yes!" Liu Si replied loudly. Although unlocking is one of his special skills, in the face of Jia Rong's order, Liu Si could only obey because Jia Rong kept teaching them that they should use whatever they are good at.
Everyone learns together, so that the overall strength of the soldiers can be improved faster. Even Jia Rong taught himself the unique martial arts martial arts boxing, and Liu Si couldn't refuse.
Lock-picking is really difficult to learn. It is completely a skill job. It does not take a lot of strength to open the lock successfully. Everyone has a lock in front of them. The soldiers watched Liu Si insert a small iron block into the keyhole and fiddled with it for a while.
It opened with a snap, and when it was their turn, no matter how they tried to do it, they never saw any movement from the lock. Some soldiers even grabbed the lock with both hands angrily and pulled it open.
As a result, Jia Rong pulled him over to practice alone. After a while, the soldier who used brute force came back with a bruised face. The dust on his body proved his previous achievements. Military boxing was also a compulsory course for these soldiers.
Jia Rong is the best at this, and naturally he doesn't want his soldiers to be idiots in this regard. Every soldier here is a good hand in infantry and horse fighting. One can be equal to ten, but he can still block five or six.
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Jia Rong has great expectations for these one hundred and twenty people, and they will not be expelled unless they make major mistakes.
What Jia Rong gave was a fatal order. Those who couldn't learn it within three days could return to the original team.
Compared with unlocking, swimming is relatively easy. Let these soldiers drink a few more sips of water and they will learn it quickly. Jia Rong has taught these soldiers everything he can think of. There are one hundred and twenty soldiers in front of him.
The soldier can be said to be a small all-rounder. He has gathered the hope of the Xiliang Army and can be called a special force. What they lack most now is actual combat. Only in real actual combat can this group of nominally ancient special forces be able to
Really grow up.
In fact, Jia Rong also wanted to organize a large-scale military exercise to train the combat capabilities of the special forces. However, time was limited and he could only allow these special forces to grow in real battles.
Late at night, the sound of war drums suddenly sounded. One hundred and twenty soldiers got up quickly, picked up the weapons at hand and ran towards the place where they gathered on the day. The steady footsteps did not show the slightest panic. On the second day, Lingzhou was still very nervous.
It was cold. Jia Rong was wearing armor, a general's helmet on his head, and a sword hanging from his waist. He stood in front of one hundred and twenty soldiers with a solemn face.
All the soldiers felt that this was going to be an unusual night. They straightened their chests and looked ahead, with only the sound of the night wind gently blowing in their ears.
Following Jia Rong's footsteps, the armor on his body made the sound of metal colliding.
"Starting from tomorrow, your training will be over. You have become a well-deserved elite warrior. Each of you is the pride of the Xiliang Army. The one-month training will be over tomorrow. Maybe
You will be assigned to various places, and no matter what time, keep in mind the orders and prohibitions and the discipline of our army." Jia Rong spoke very slowly, but every word he spoke was like a heavy hammer hitting every soldier's heart.
In their hearts, for some reason, they were full of reluctance for the training that was about to end.
Chapter completed!