The production of soft armor is not easy nowadays. The imperial court now has extremely strict management of iron ore, so even if there is iron material, no blacksmith shop dares to take on this job.
However, Zhao Jin considered the dangers this team would face in the future and spent a lot of money to purchase tough and soft animal skins for sewing. It really took a lot of thought.
The Fifth Hall Master was moved when he heard this and said: "Everyone knows the Hall Master's intentions. Ever since they were sensible, these children have been working with their parents to deliver work. Now, although some of the older generation can't do it anymore, they can't do it this time.
When he was a human being, he didn't even have the word "no". Everyone knew that Jiulong Hall was going to do big things in the future, so they didn't ask any questions and they all believed in the hall master and Mr. Chen."
Cao Lei died, the second hall master rebelled, and the once prosperous Jiulong Hall was about to collapse almost instantly.
In the first few months, it was only with the help of Zhao Jin and Chen Ping that the brothers in the hall had enough to eat.
Moreover, since Zhao Jin took over Jiulongtang, their life has been prosperous, and everyone has seen it.
Now that there are special tasks in the hall, the old people don't inquire blindly. Just supporting them fully is enough to show their attitude.
Zhao Jin reached out and pressed hard on the shoulder of the Fifth Hall Master.
"As the old saying goes, we live in sorrow and die in happiness. It is not enough for us to know the danger. The enemy is vicious and powerful, and we also need to let these guys know it clearly."
"Don't worry, Hall Master," the Fifth Hall Master said sternly, "Although we are all Jianghu people, we also have the righteousness of our family and country in our hearts! I will reiterate my personal hatred and hatred for the country again and again, and will not let them forget the dirty things those people have done." Although preserving the future of Kowloon Hall is the most important thing, those bastards who have betrayed the country and the family must also be uprooted!
What they train today and do in the future is all for this!
"Okay, if there is anything missing on the mountain, I will bring it over next time. I will give you two carts of new clothes produced by the He family later. Hahaha, that was specially requested by Qingxuan."
"Then I would like to thank the hall master and Mr. He on behalf of the boys."
While the two were talking, a figure suddenly walked up.
"Are everything ready?"
This man was wearing a black outfit, with slender hands and feet. He looked to be in his early thirties and had a plain face.
If you are exiled in a sea of people, you will probably be forgotten if you turn around.
But when he strode towards Zhao Jin, there was an indescribable sharpness and solemnity about him, and his eyes stared straight at him like a dry well.
When he first saw this person, the Fifth Hall Master felt a little embarrassed and quickly replied.
"Please rest assured, Coach Nangong, the people below will buy the things back soon."
Nangong Ming nodded, and then the Fifth Hall Master turned around and left.
"Where did Brother Nangong go just now?" Zhao Jin asked.
Nangong Ming is the training coach Luo Li hired for them.
Perhaps because of his previous experience in the military, Nangong Ming liked to impose orders and prohibitions, and his usual attitude was quite cold and stern.
He looked at Zhao Jin and nodded lightly, taking it as a greeting. He turned to look at the peaks outside Qianlong Mountain and said, "I went to take a look at the terrain. This place is still very suitable for actual combat training." "The actual combat is going to start so soon?" Zhao Jin was a little surprised and wondered if the progress was too fast. "It has only been more than a month. Isn't it too hasty?"
"What I taught them was lurking, spying, passing news, and disguised detection," Nangong Ming said bluntly: "What effect can fighting in this square have?"
What scouts are best at is running hundreds of miles and spying on news.
Powerful skills and unimpeded power are essential skills for a huge army. The training method of war machines is not suitable for training small troops.
The so-called practice is the best way. To protect yourself and detect information, the first thing these fifty people learned is to hide and lie dormant.
Of course, Zhao Jin couldn't say anything else. After all, if you hire someone else to be your coach, you should fully respect his training methods.
"Brother Nangong is a strong player. Zhao won't do any tricks and everything will be at your disposal. So look, what should they train now?"
"Do you know what is the most important thing before the march begins?" Nangong Ming asked.
Zhao Jin thought thoughtfully and replied: "Explore the terrain and enemy situation?"
Nangong Ming raised his eyebrows, "That's right. The scouts are dispatched to explore the terrain, including villages, wells, mountain directions, and the direction of the enemy's movements. But the enemy will not openly write their motives on their faces, so when the scouts conduct concealed investigations, they still need to
Learn to analyze and cooperate..."
He turned around, walked to the high platform, stared at the people nearby, and said: "Three people will spy on the front and back, one person will gather and analyze the information, and one person will be responsible for breaking up the situation when it is discovered."
When placed on the battlefield, there can be up to seven scouts.
But in a town, there are many people and many eyes are mixed, so five people are the most suitable.
Zhao Jin suddenly understood and stared at the five people moving in an orderly manner in the distance.
Two people are fighting, one is watching eagerly, and these three are the strongest.
The person next to me was observing the movements of the three people and was constantly adjusting his position.
As for the last person, he seemed to be standing motionless, but he was the only one wearing a heavy weapon and a forehead protector.
"At the very least, there must be a self-evident tacit understanding between these five people in a dangerous situation where they are controlled by others." Nangong Ming is a neat person and does not mince words. "This kind of tacit understanding can only be cultivated in danger. Practicing on the ground is nothing more than training."
There’s a reason.”
"Zhao has learned a lesson!" Zhao Jin exclaimed that indeed every profession has its own way.
In the past month, he has stayed in Qianlong Mountain for more than half a month.
Just look at these guys working in groups of five, going from chaos at first to orderliness now, but it’s still hard to tell what Nangong Ming is training.
Only at this moment did he suddenly realize.
Nangong Ming is training scouts, and they are scouts specially used to spy on intelligence and survive in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.
They are not just spies who lurk in all walks of life to find out information, as Chen Ping originally imagined, but they are also a team of highly professional scouts.
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At this time, Zhao Jin suddenly felt that these were still not enough.
The enemy is insidious and cunning, and has raised countless killers.
The unjust deaths of Magistrate Wang and Ye Wenchang are a lingering nightmare, and now there are dangers on the horizon.
Now that fifty talented people with good qualifications have been selected, they naturally have higher requirements, and the tragedy of that year must not be repeated.
Then I think of Pi Xiu who escaped from Qingzhou, and Chen Ping who is in the capital at the moment and may be about to face Qi Hongming.
Zhao Jin's voice deepened and he begged.
"I still need to trouble Brother Nangong. Can we select some elites among them to teach them the killing skills?"
The three-state incident and all plans are almost inseparable from Chen Ping.
Without Chen Ping's advice and foresight, they wouldn't be where they are today, and they won't be able to get very far in the future.
So Chen Ping is the backbone of everyone.
Zhao Jin wanted to train some people and send them to the capital, so he lurked beside Chen Ping to ensure his absolute safety.
Nangong Ming looked a little stunned by this request and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked.
"There are only fifty people here, you still want to send people out?"
"Yes," Zhao Jin raised his hand and said seriously, "I wonder if it is feasible?"
"Okay." Nangong Ming agreed directly without asking why.
Zhao Jin quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Brother Nangong. By the way, what did the Fifth Hall Master just purchase? Do you need my help?"
Since Nangongming came to Qianzhou, everything he used was provided by Jiulongtang, and he never made any requests.
It was rare to speak this time, and Zhao Jin couldn't help but feel curious.
"Swim bladder, pig skin."
Zhao Jin was stunned and said in surprise: "Disguise?"
"Almost."
"This..." Zhao Jin hesitated, "Can such unique stunts be passed on to others?
Nangong Ming stared at Zhao Jin with his eyes like dead wood, and asked: "Since it is an exclusive stunt, how can it be spread to outsiders? Look at my face... do you really think you have seen my true face? It's just a lesson.
It’s just superficial, but rest assured it will definitely be enough.”
Zhao Jin stared blankly at that plain face, his back feeling slightly numb.
The world is so vast that the real masters will always be hidden among the people.
He suddenly remembered Luo Li's description of this person, and immediately changed the topic with a smile.
"Since Brother Nangong knows what's going on, Zhao won't ask any more questions." After saying that, he turned around and walked down, shouting loudly: "Boys, dinner is ready! I brought you beef today, enough!" "The hall master is mighty!!"
There was a burst of cheers in the field.
Nangong Ming gave a rare smile, turned around and his eyes fell on the weapons on the sidelines.
The sharp edge is revealed and the cold light shines.
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