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The Sahara Desert has enough space for 20,000 Great Qin soldiers to train intensively. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The training time is beyond the imagination of the little monk, because it can be done in two or three days, but in the end it took fifteen days, although the 20,000 Great Qin soldiers are all talented and intelligent, but, after all, they are all ancient people, and their understanding of hot weapons is still in a blank state, to train these 20,000 people into modern soldiers, you can imagine how difficult and complicated it is.

In addition to the grappling and grappling, the little monk has to manage almost everything for the use and training of weapons, from the identification of the model to the maintenance of the gun.

Whether it is guns or ammunition, these are some extremely dangerous weapons, on the third day of training in the Sahara Desert, there were two accidents in a row, a soldier's rifle was loaded and fired, a guy played with a grenade and exploded, fortunately no one was killed, however, it still caused damage, the gun misfired and knocked off half of the ear of one of the guy's comrades, and the shrapnel from the grenade explosion cut off a piece of a soldier's thigh muscle...... After these two accidents, 20,000 soldiers found out that these things are not fun, they are real killing weapons, and they are not at all what the human body can compete with.

In the following half a month, the training schedule was quite tight, except for sleeping and eating, almost all of the time was spent studying the use of these modern weapons, and the progress was also remarkable, and many soldiers not only learned how to use weapons, but some were even able to remove the weapons alone and then assemble them.

In the past half month, the little monk divided the 20,000 people into four legions, one legion of 5,000 people, and selected four corps commanders, and there were five deputy corps commanders under each legion, and there were ten captains under each deputy corps leader, and there were ten team leaders under each captain.

It is worth mentioning that these legions and groups have their own characteristics, some are good at assassination and stealth, some are good at fighting and grabbing, some are good at gun maintenance, and snipers, the only regret is that there is a lack of high-tech soldiers, such as the use of computers, the analysis of modern intelligence, these projects, not a day or two can be cultivated, and the little monk has no way, it is not easy to train the old antiques more than 3,000 years ago into modern soldiers, It is impossible to train these antiques into all-rounders in such a short period of time...... For that tank, even the most intelligent person can't touch it thoroughly, after all, the tank is different from ordinary firearms, which contains some very advanced instruments, so far, 20,000 soldiers have only found more than a dozen people who can be used as tanks, and they can only simply open the cannon and walk, and they almost don't know anything about other functions, such as how to aim, adjust the functions of some instruments, and in the face of that dense instrument, there is no way for Ren Xiao Monk to explain.

Soldiers in all positions are selected from the selection competition, and they have outstanding abilities in terms of psychological quality and learning ability.

Fifteen days is a long time, but also a short time, these fifteen days for 20,000 soldiers, a metamorphosis, the little monk's indoctrination literacy method is very effective, now, 20,000 soldiers have a general understanding of this strange world. At least, throwing them into the crowd doesn't make them an eye-catching alternative now.

"Okay, today, the training course in the Sahara Desert is over, we now have weapons, and we're going to start the real money-making plan!" The little monk proudly laughed in front of the four corps commanders and twenty deputy corps commanders in the main control room, and the other soldiers were all in the room looking at the light path projection, after all, although the main control room was very large, it was impossible to stand up to 20,000 soldiers, and most of the soldiers were in the room or in the corridor.

"Roar ......!" Twenty thousand soldiers raised their guns and shouted in the air, what they were waiting for was this day, three thousand years of sleep, the fall of the Great Qin Empire, and a place to really vent, and robbery was undoubtedly the best choice to relieve pressure and vent the depression in their hearts.

"En, good, very good......" The little monk looked at the soldiers with high morale, and asked with a smug face: "Now, the 20,000 Great Qin Iron Armor has newly established the position of corps commander, and the previous military ranks are invalid, and our legion will be expanded in the future, as long as there is a good performance, there will be opportunities for promotion, now, we need to give our legion a name, in order to reflect the spirit of Mingzhuo, we can speak freely......"

"Lion Legion!"

"Sahara Desert Legion ......"

"Saber Legion."

"Tank Corps."

"Great Qin Legion."

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Suddenly, the 20,000 soldiers boiled over and over again, and they all said the names they remembered, and the names were even more strange, there were actually ant legions, fly legions, earthworm legions, and the most outrageous thing was that there was also a guy who took a monk legion...... Although the little monk remembered the name of this "monk legion", but after thinking about it, it seemed unrealistic, Brother Hao would definitely not agree, it was impossible to make these 20,000 soldiers become monks, this is a question that you don't have to think about.

"Is there a name for the unified point?" The little monk suddenly rolled his eyes and said with a strange smile.

Everyone looked at each other, there seemed to be no unified thought, and there was no name for everyone to agree with, although the name of the "Great Qin Legion" was very good, but the real Great Qin Empire had been wiped out, and this name was easy to arouse the emotions of the soldiers, and the commander of the legion also thought of this problem, and the little monk also thought of it, and this only name was finally discussed, and it was not used for the time being.

"Since we can't agree on it, I'll make a name for reference." The little monk had a strange smile on his face.

Several regiment commanders nodded, they don't have the consciousness of Ming Cook at all now, although the little monk keeps saying that he wants to cook it, just ask, a group of soldiers who lived in the feudal dynasty more than 3,000 years ago, and where they understand the true essence of Ming Boil, if it is Ming Cook, it is not a light speech, but a vote.

"Okay, I'll just say it, from now on, I've decided, our unit is called the Skinhead Army, let's talk about it, how about it?"

“……”

Everyone was dumbfounded, is there a difference between the bald army and the monk army?

"Rest assured, this bald head flies to the other bald head, the monk is going to become a monk, and there must be a monk temple, and our bald head is just shaved his hair, not a monk, and he won't get a few ring scars, that General Sun, you know, isn't he just a bald head? Bald head is good, bald head does not need a haircut, you can shave it with a watermelon knife by yourself, haircut is a big expense, grandma's, everyone knows, now living conditions are soaring, the subprime mortgage crisis has affected the global economy, money is not easy to make, you think about it, a person gets a haircut twice a month, according to the minimum consumption is 20 yuan, this is still the minimum consumption, in case in order not to lose the face of our general, cut hair in those luxury barber shops, it is a big price to pull ......"

"Calculate, according to the minimum of ten yuan, one is calculated according to the minimum of ten yuan, twenty yuan per person a month, two hundred yuan for ten people, two thousand for one hundred, twenty thousand for one thousand people, and two hundred thousand yuan for ten thousand people...... Damn, the monthly cost of a haircut alone is 400,000 oceans, if not, the bald army will ......"

Everyone was ashamed of the little monk's calculations, the recent expenses were very huge, and the little monk would tell every soldier the list and the amount required for every purchase, and instilled the idea that money is not easy to earn...... The 20,000 soldiers now feel that they owe a lot of money to this guy who pretends to be a ghost on the screen all day, and if this little bit of demand cannot be met, it is really unacceptable.

In the end, unanimously agreed to the little monk's suggestion, under the supervision of the little monk, 20,000 soldiers picked up watermelon knives, shaved each other's heads, within ten minutes, 20,000 soldiers have become white and bald, doing this kind of shaving and shaving thing, they are all experts, of course, at the request of the little monk, the long hair of 20,000 soldiers has been collected in a very orderly manner.

"Hehe, this can be exchanged for a few small ......" The little monk looked at the mountains of long hair, and smiled, it is said that the current long hair is very valuable.

"Good, good...... From now on, we belong to the bald army, General Wang is the commander of the army, that is, the supreme leader, and I, the deputy commander of the army, the second-in-command who follows the general......" The little monk laughed and announced loudly, although he was extremely excited, fortunately, he was not carried away, and remembered that there was a hao brother above him.

"The Skinheads!"

"The Skinheads!"

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The cheers inside the monk were like a tsunami, and the air was filled with a fanatical atmosphere, a month and a half of literacy campaigns and half a month of training, and 20,000 soldiers had already regarded the little monk as a person to rely on...... "Okay, tonight, our target is Iraq's national gold reserve!" The little monk's eyes were shining and scorching.

(To be continued)