It rained again, the red earth turned into a quagmire, and the gentlemen in Jiangbei continued to practice in the muddy nest, holding the Type 56 submachine gun, and from time to time they fired one or two point shots, but in fact, the torrential rain was like a note, and they could hardly see the target, and they really didn't know what the meaning of this kind of training was.

Everyone greeted the eight generations of ancestors of Brother Jianguo in their hearts, but they dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, when they came, they all said that this trip was a chore, and if they didn't want to leave their lives here, they were not seventeen or eighteen years old Lang as a boy, and the instructor's strict training was for their good, and the truth was still understood, but they couldn't get around this bend for the time being.

Under the banana tree, Liu Ziguang, who was wearing a split raincoat, looked at the clumsy figures of the young men, and asked worriedly: "Jianguo, can these boys come in handy?" ”

Li Jianguo said coldly: "The dragon in the city is a worm in the jungle, they are good men, but without a few months of training, they can only beat the side drum, not the main force." ”

"That's fine, I don't expect them to take the lead, just clean up the mess, and see the iron-blooded scene, which is conducive to the growth of these boys." Liu Ziguang said.

Li Jianguo suddenly put down his binoculars, ran into the rain angrily, and yelled at a fat black man lying on the ground pretending to be dead: "Get up for me immediately!" ”

The black fat man Meng Zhiqiu only got out of breath and didn't go in at this time, and said weakly: "Instructor, I'm going to be tired, I really can't crawl." ”

Li Jianguo didn't say a word, pulled out the Stephkin automatic pistol in the wooden holster on his waist, and shot Meng Zhiqiu in the head, the bullet grazed his ear and hit the dirt, which frightened Meng Zhiqiu into getting up, and crawled away with a rolling belt, moving faster than a rabbit.

Li Jianguo walked back stupidly, and Liu Ziguang explained: "This guy has been squatting in the detention center for a year, and it is normal for his physique to regress. Li Jianguo snorted coldly, obviously not very satisfied with Meng Heizi, because his shooting performance was also very poor before, and the bullet holes on the target were scattered very large, and there was no regularity, it seemed that he was not naturally suitable for shooting.

The training was carried until dusk, everyone was so hungry that they were close to their backs, the instructor announced the start of the meal, and everyone came to the door of the canteen with guns on their backs, but they were blocked and did not let them in, saying that the recruits were only worthy of eating outside, but it was raining heavily outside, and everyone did not even have a raincoat on them.

The instructor didn't care about that, and asked people to bring a huge stainless steel bucket, which contained hot soup, the dishes were served in a stainless steel basin, and the basket was a steamed steamed bun specially for these Jiangbei Yankees, an aluminum lunch box for each person, a multi-purpose tableware with a knife and spoon, and squatted in the rain to eat.

Everyone gobbled up, scolding the mother while eating, but the meal is really called a fragrant, authentic Jiangbei cuisine flavor, dry fried spicy chicken, braised mutton, spicy soup, absolutely enough, everyone eats a full, the food is stuffed to the throat.

After eating, they can finally rest, but they still can't enter the house, but give each of them a split raincoat and a single tent, and camp in the rain by themselves, won't you? Learn it yourself, and if you can't learn it, you will be drenched.

This commotion did not stop until midnight, everyone lay in the small tent and snored and fell asleep, the light rain rustled outside, and returned to his hometown in his dream, it seemed that he was lying in the private room of Huaqing Pool, and there was a technician waiting next to him.

Suddenly, a loud bang woke everyone up from their dreams, it was a bomb! Instructor Li's devilish voice roared: "Enemy attack! Everyone hurriedly got out of the tent, only to see the flames outside, scurrying everywhere, bullets clattering overhead, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke filling the air.

Mom, it won't be so unlucky, I actually encountered a war, I saw a hot red light flashing in the night, grenades exploded around me from time to time, and the air waves blew people's faces painfully, and the automatic rifle has not been returned since it came down, but the bullets have long been gone, and the gun without bullets has become a burning stick.

In the midst of the panic, Li Jianguo led a few soldiers to rush over with a box full of live ammunition magazines, and shouted at them: "Load the bullets and return fire!" ”

Everyone hurriedly received the bullets, lying in the trench full of rain, and the enemy on the opposite side of the shooting, tracer bullets flew in the sky in a string, the gunshots rang out, the enemy gradually outflanked behind, suddenly Li Jianguo's body trembled, covered his chest and fell, Zhuo Li saw that he rushed over to help him check the wound, the bullet hit the position of the heart, the blood was bubbling, and the person could still breathe, but it was not long, Zhuo Li tore open the first aid kit and pressed it on his wound, swept a shuttle with a gun, and yelled: "Rush out with me!" ”

"No bullets!" A brother shouted.

"It's all over here, too!" Someone shouted again.

Each person has a box of bullets, and even the words will be used up in a few seconds, Xinding panicked, he likes to fight the company, seeing that the bullets are exhausted, Instructor Li is also hanging, a wave of anger rises from Zhuo Li's heart, and he roars: "Get on the bayonet!" Fight with ***! Saying that, he shook out the three-edged bayonet under the rifle, and the brothers were all hot-blooded men, and no one could stop the ruffian of the group fights on the street, isn't it just a life, go out and pull it down!

Just as everyone was about to see red with bayonets, suddenly the gunfire stopped abruptly, and Li Jianguo also got up from the ground, patted the mud on his body and shouted: "All of them, stand up!" ”

Everyone was dumbfounded, only to see some people coming out of behind the cover in the distance, all of them were staff members of the Red Star Company, the automatic rifle was slanted on their backs, and there was still smoke from gunpowder, and there were yellow bullet casings everywhere on the ground, but the mouth of the bullet casing shrank slightly, and it was clearly an empty training bullet.

It turned out that he was put on a show by Instructor Li again, and he didn't let people sleep in the middle of the night, and he had to come up with a trick of night attack, Brother Jianguo is really a scumbag!

In the second half of the night, no one slept steadily, and Li Jianguo was put to regenerate what moths, but unfortunately, they slept until dawn, and no one harassed them, at half past seven in the morning, the birds sang and the flowers were fragrant with a tropical summer beauty, everyone got up from the tent in the muddy pool, their eyes were bloodshot, and they were shaking when they walked, and there were a few cauldrons at the door of the canteen in the distance, and the meat buns in baskets were fragrant, which attracted people's index fingers.

This time, they were allowed to enter the cafeteria and sit on the bench to eat, and after eating, they took a group bath, threw away all the dirty and torn military uniforms, and then got a full set of American four-color jungle camouflage scratch-resistant Bdu, nylon belts, canvas waist military boots, round-brimmed penny hats, half-fingered tactical gloves, and dressed up, but there was also some style of the old American army.

Everyone gathered in the playground, and Liu Ziguang gave them a lecture: "Some people may think that Brother Jianguo's training is too harsh, but in fact, he has already given you special preferential treatment, when training local students, they have two percent of the death quota!" The reason for this training is because our enemies are quite strong, and the set of rules in the inland cities is useless here, there is no network of your relationships here, there are no familiar streets and alleys, everything is strange and mysterious, and your enemies, who have grown up here, have been exposed to guns, drugs, and wars since they were sensible, they can walk in the jungle without shoes, disassemble and assemble all kinds of firearms with their eyes closed, and live a life of licking blood from the knife every day, and what we are about to face is not aRgame, It's a real jungle war, and now whoever wants to quit can raise their hand, and no one will laugh at you. ”

Saying that, he glanced at everyone, and everyone looked around, but no one was willing to quit, the reason was very simple, if anyone was a bad seed at this moment, he would not have no face to see people in Jiangbei in the future.

"Okay, since they are all good men and there are no bad breeds, then prepare to prepare, come out in half an hour, and let's go to war." Disband! ”

The crowd quickly disassembled and cleaned up the guns, received live ammunition, six thirty magazines per person, a canvas bib bullet bag on the chest, four Type 77-1 grenades, and a chain of bullets for the machine gunners, equipment, military kettles, and military daggers are all domestic OEM export goods, and the quality is very good.

Wang Wenjun received an sVd sniper rifle, but he was not a sniper in the squad, but only an accurate shooter responsible for suppressing the task, in fact, it takes a lot of sweat and hard work to become a real sniper, and any idea of taking shortcuts will backfire.

Zhuo Li is the machine gunner in the team, carrying a Type 8O general-purpose machine gun, which uses a Type 53 flange round that is one size larger than the 7.62 ordinary round, and is incredibly powerful, especially in the lush rainforest.

And Meng Zhiqiu played a role similar to that of the military industry, carrying twelve RPG rockets and two hundred machine gun bullets, looking unhappy but helpless.

Li Jianguo's thirty soldiers, of which twenty were Red Star people and ten were locally recruited guides, were also equipped with guns, they were obviously very familiar with this, and their every move was calm and confident.

A jeep and two high-chassis off-road trucks, painted army green without any markings, boarded the car one after another and drove deeper into the mountains.

Liu Ziguang sat in the open-top jeep with sunglasses and a cigar in his mouth, looked back at his army on the mountain road, and chanted a poem: Give the order to slaughter, let the fierce dogs of war ravage everywhere.

"Wen Crepe, this is what you made?" Li Jianguo asked.

"No, it's William? Shakespeare wrote in Juris. A line from Caesar. Liu Ziguang said.