The personnel of the 10th Battalion were slowly queuing up to disembark from the ship, carrying their backpacks.
Under the white sun, light smoke like morning mist enveloped the sea surface of Saint Maiden Bay. The patrol steamship traveling in the distance looked very blurry, with only a little bit of gray-white shadow moving. The sound of the patrol ship's engine.
, carried by the slightly cold wind.
Temporary barracks were set up near the Central Pier. The troops arriving in Hong Kong and the cadres of the Qiongya detachment going north were temporarily accommodated here, waiting for the order to set off.
After the 10th Battalion completed the assembly roll call at the dock, the entire battalion set off for the camping site.
There are very few residents in Hong Kong, and there are only a few farmers and fishermen engaged in agricultural production in a few military-managed agricultural settlements. In addition, there are soldiers and "military industry" serving the army.
Military industrialists are not only responsible for loading and unloading goods, but also work in the joint logistics factory on the island. They use the convenience of Hong Kong as a transshipment center to import various raw materials from the outside world to produce food, clothing, vehicles and ships for the army. It is the joint logistics headquarters in the south.
maximum supply point.
Therefore, there is little commercial atmosphere here. Except for shops and warehouses in the commercial port area, other places are completely under "military control". The people walking on the road are all naturalized citizens wearing various uniforms.
When you come here, you can have a deeper understanding of the tense atmosphere before the war.
After the 10th Battalion was settled in the camp area, the entire battalion, except for the seasick patients, went to the training field for training in the afternoon.
On the training field was the 1st Infantry Battalion, which had arrived early. This battalion was based on the Ma Niao Security Regiment, the earliest armed force of the Senate. It not only had a long history, but also participated in a series of major events such as the first and second counter-encirclement and suppression campaigns.
In the battle, the eagle flag has the most honorary ribbons. It is the old basic unit of the Senate. The battalions established behind it were established based on the officers and backbones of the 1st Battalion. The 1st Battalion has been guarding Lingao for a long time.
They are the "guards of the Senate", so the whole battalion has a strong sense of honor. Their combat skills are also the best among the battalions.
"The bayonet is a hero, the bullet is a fool," the instructor was giving a pre-training commentary on the training ground. "There are five skills including shooting, bombing, assassination, blasting and earthwork. These are the five most basic skills for every infantryman.
The necessity of the battlefield is also the necessity of Fubo Army soldiers; every infantryman must be able to do it, regardless of cadres and soldiers; just being able to do it is not enough, but also must be excellent."
Two instructors with special protective gear on their heads were taking advantage of the time available to board the ship. In the meantime, they were explaining to the soldiers and performing the key points of assassination confrontations, demonstrating while talking.
Two armies confront each other, soldiers fight each other, and direct confrontation between people cannot be simulated in writing. If faced with a bayonet, most people would have sore legs. Tian Liang still remembers a training session when a veteran officer picked up a bayonet.
A SKS with a bayonet came to his team and made gestures one by one. There was a snap, and the blade was stabbed with a white and green light. The tip of the knife was directly in front of his eyes, and he asked how he felt. Tian Liang clearly remembered that time and immediately felt
Severe dizziness, soreness in limbs, coldness in the back, unable to hold back urine, feeling drained of energy all at once, sweat all over his body. He made gestures one by one. He asked each one how they felt, and everyone was like this.
.Some people were so frightened that they urinated on the spot, and some even fainted.
After the brief explanation, the two battalions moved back to an empty field and began to send out assassination elites for confrontation training.
Assassination confrontation training is a face-to-face fighting training between two fighters. Both sides wear special protective gear and head protectors. Their faces are covered with iron protective nets, so they cannot see the opponent's face clearly. Both sides hold special wooden guns, which look like full-body assault rifles.
Like the warrior A, he is extremely powerful.
The rule is whoever stabs the opponent in the chest with the first shot wins.
The assassination confrontation is particularly fierce, tit for tat, dragons and tigers leaping, and the sound of killing is like thunder. When the master comes out, the fierce fighting usually lasts for a few seconds, or at most more than ten seconds. Suddenly, I don’t know who stabbed the opponent with the first shot.
When the instructor called a stop, the opponent was finished. The fierce confrontation came to an abrupt end, and the winner was clear. An instructor said that it was like this on the battlefield, head-to-head, and whoever was tougher would stab the opponent to death with one shot, without any ambiguity.
Thousands of pairs of eyes all around stared closely at the brothers facing each other on the field. Sometimes it was so quiet that you could hear the drop of a needle, with only the heavy breathing of both sides and the clatter of wooden guns; suddenly there were cheers, thunderous applause, and cheers for your own camp.
The veins on his neck bulged. It was the most important honor for any company to unite, and no one could be left behind at this moment to avoid ridicule in the future.
The 10th Battalion is a newly established company. Although there are many veterans, most of them are new recruits. Compared with the 1st Battalion, which has a high proportion of veterans, it is much inferior. Before even having a meal, the 1st Battalion gradually began to take advantage of the situation.
Three people won. The victorious party was very proud, applauding and cheering not only more vigorously, but also occasionally heard the discord of "10 battalions of weaklings, go home and practice more".
The cadres of the 10th Battalion couldn't sit still. Several military hats gathered together and muttered. Lin Fu loudly said: "1st Company Commander Huang Xiong, enter!"
The 1st Battalion here is in an uproar. The 1st Company is a grenadier company, the elite of the whole battalion. Those who can be the company commanders of this company are senior officers who want to be promoted. And the company commander Huang Xiong is not only among all the company commanders in the entire army.
The eldest in seniority - he started his career as a dragon in the Senate - and he was originally the commander-in-chief of Jizhou Town. He boasted of his sword skills and marksmanship, which were passed down from his family since he was a child. He also usually showed off his skills in front of everyone.
Yu Zhiqian of the 1st Battalion naturally refused. He glanced at one of the fair-skinned and strong instructors and shouted to Lin Fu: "You have only been bullying recruits for a few months. Battalion Commander Lin, why don't you do it yourself?"
"I know I can't beat the people of the 10th Battalion, so I'll let you train for a few more months to convince yourself!"
"No! After today's store, we don't have time to waste time..."
The officers of the two battalions were afraid of showing their timidity in front of the soldiers, so they refused to give in to each other and started bickering.
The fat instructor was stunned for a moment, touched his chin, and pulled out a removed bayonet. He looked around everyone and said, "Hurry up, let's continue."
"You bastards," the instructor said with a sharp thrust of his bayonet, "who are our most loyal and reliable partners?"
"It's a bayonet!"
"I can't hear you sissies!"
"What is our most loyal and reliable partner?"
"It's a bayonet" replied like a tsunami.
“What makes you fearless when facing an enemy?”
"It's a bayonet!"
"What can prove bravery and make the enemy fearful at the critical moment?"
"It's a bayonet!"
Soon the two battalions reached a final agreement, each sending one representative with no restriction on seniority and leaving after three rounds. The 10th Battalion naturally had the assassination master 1st Company Commander Huang Xiong.
Yu Zhiqian said in a deep voice: "Fu Fu, come out!"
Fu Fu is not tall and has a tough head, but he has grown very strong. He is no longer as frail as when he joined the security group. He is neatly dressed in protective gear and a mask. This man who only expected to be a second lieutenant is now a lieutenant and deputy company commander.
Already.
Let's start with a martial arts competition, and don't talk nonsense in the martial arts competition.
The fat instructor gave the order: "Start!" and the assassination confrontation began.
The two men quickly drew out their guns, rushed straight towards each other, and stepped forward quickly. When the two people approached to about two meters apart, there was a "click"! The two wooden guns instantly crossed each other, and then the two started fighting.
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The two sides alternately advance and retreat on the field, either the tall man Huang Xiong advances and the short Fu Fu retreats; or the short man advances and the tall man retreats; or else, both sides take the intersection of the wooden spears as the center of the circle and move left and right in the circumferential direction, walking
Either urgently or slowly; neither of them made a sound, neither shouting for kill nor thrusting with their spears. The martial arts arena was so quiet that it made people feel panicked. The sun was scorching, and the whistle was slowly and lowly, and they could be seen fighting on the arena.
Killing; we only heard two wooden guns slamming into each other violently, making a "pop" sound. It was the collision sound of wooden guns that we had never heard before: dull and short. The sound made people's hearts tremble: they were worried that the wooden guns would break.
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This is a test by both sides, which is often the case when masters open the game.
"Wow..." Suddenly, the audience burst into huge applause. In the applause, the fat instructor shouted "stop"! Fu Fu immediately put away his gun and stood at attention. Huang Xiong seemed to have been pushed hard, and he quickly retreated.
After a few steps, he stopped with his hind legs, still holding the wooden gun tightly in both hands, and almost without pausing, he quickly stood up straight and regained his posture.
Others seemed not to see clearly, shaking their heads and asking the people next to them.
After a while, the instructor commanded: "Start!" The two sides drew their guns and stepped forward quickly, again facing each other. The second round began. No one dared to lose sight, and stared at the two of them.
At this time, Huang Xiong seemed to have intentionally stretched his arms. His arms were long and his gun was long. The tip of his gun shook in front of Fu Fu's face. Fu Fu also deliberately lowered his waist and pulled out the gun under the waist of the tall Huang Xiong. "
"Pull it out"; Huang Xiong also has a trick. As long as Fu Fu gets a little closer or attempts to use his gun, Huang Xiong will condescendingly hit him with his gun, hitting him so hard that he can't lift the gun and can't get close. They call this "pressing down".
"Stab"; Suddenly, Gao Huangxiong stepped forward and stabbed, and Fu Fu jumped back three times in succession to avoid being shot. Then, the two of them advanced and retreated on the field, moving laterally. They alternately thrust out their spears, and for a while, the field was
The shouts of killing were loud, but no one stabbed the other, and their loud gasps could be heard.
It can be seen that Huang Xiong was looking for an opportunity to get close to Fu Fu. During the confrontation, Fu Fu suddenly stabbed him to the left, but he did not hear the violent impact of the wooden gun. He only heard Huang Xiong's excited "kill" sound as he rushed out.
A dull and powerful sound: "Bang!" This was the sound of the gun head hitting the chest protector. The referee called "stop". Fu Fu staggered back a few steps and almost sat on the ground. At this time, Huang Xiong had already put away the gun.
, establish an upright posture facing the instructor.
Another huge round of applause.
"What's going on? What's going on?" There were chirping voices in the team, and many people were confused. (To be continued.)