In the Baoshan camp, in the open space, five hundred recruits lined up in an orderly row, standing in place, with a little fear and curiosity on their faces.

These recruits either enlisted in the army by themselves and wanted to serve the country, or they were desperate orphans, and some were forcibly recruited, that is, they were captured by strong men.

After Yao Glacier saw that the recruit team was ready, he stepped forward and introduced, "My name is Yao Glacier, I am your division commander, and I am also the person in charge of this defense area. ”

"First of all, congratulations on coming to the 87th Division, our 87th Division is the Central Army, with the best weapons in the country, and the treatment and benefits are also quite good, as long as you perform well enough, you can get promotion and wealth at your fingertips."

"I don't care what you did before, how you lived before, from now on, you forget your previous identity, you must integrate into your current role as soon as possible, you will be soldiers in the future, you are soldiers of the 87th Division, and you are heroes who defend your home and country."

"There is a point in being a soldier, listen to military orders, you must remember this, do you understand?"

"Got it." The recruit said weakly.

"It's too quiet to hear!" Yao Glacier shouted with a glare.

"Got it!" The recruit continued to shout.

"Didn't you eat?" Yao Bingbing continued to scold: "I can't hear it! ”

"Got it!" This time, the recruits put their milk to use.

"Not loud enough!" Yao Bing continued to roar with a calm face.

"Got it!" The recruit shouted again.

After doing this several times, a magical scene appeared, the recruits who had just been mentally exhausted were all in high spirits at the moment, and their faces were flushed.

Yao Bingbing did this with deep meaning, by letting the recruits shout, to vent their fears, fears, etc., and to improve their mental state, obviously, this method is very useful.

After Yao Bingbing saw that the recruit's spirit had risen, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "This is what it looks like to be a soldier, you are very good!" ”

After speaking, Yao Bing turned his head to look at Zheng Long and shouted, "Zheng Long! ”

"Here!" Zheng Long stepped forward and saluted.

Yao Bing nodded at Zheng Long, and said to the recruits, "This will be your instructor, and you will be his soldiers in the future, listen to his command, understand?" ”

"Understood!" The recruits responded.

"I'll leave it to you." Yao Glacier whispered to Zheng Long and said, "You must quickly form combat effectiveness." ”

"Hmm." Zheng Long nodded.

"Bothered." Yao Bing bowed to Zheng Long and turned to leave.

Zheng Long hurriedly returned the salute, and only after watching Yao Bingbing leave, did he put down his hand.

"My name is Zheng Long, I am twenty-four years old this year, I am the commander of the special operations battalion, and I am also your instructor, you can call me an instructor in the future." After Zheng Long finished speaking, he paused, looked at the recruits, and said, "We were born in a bad era, and the country is in a time of chaos, so we soldiers may die on the battlefield at any time, and we will die." ”

"It doesn't matter when we were born, it is precisely because of the chaos that it is possible for us to make contributions and glorify our ancestors."

"Now, let me ask you, do you want to make a contribution?" Zheng Long roared.

"Yes!" The recruits responded, with great momentum.

"Are you afraid of death?" Zheng Long asked again.

"Don't be afraid!" The recruits responded, without any momentum, and only three or five people responded loudly.

"If you're afraid, you're afraid, if you're not afraid, there's nothing to be ashamed of." Zheng Long looked at the recruits and said, "It's normal to be afraid of death, I'm not afraid of your jokes at all, I'm also afraid of death." ”

"But!" Zheng Long said that his face became serious here, and he said loudly: "What I am more afraid of is a meaningless death, a worthless death, if it is a battle death, then I am not afraid at all!" ”

"The most terrible thing compared to death is cowardice, numbness, becoming a slave, and becoming a slave!"

"I ask you, if your death were to be exchanged for peace and prosperity, in exchange for the peace of your family, would you be willing to die?"

The recruits were silent, and no one answered.

"Doesn't anyone want to?" Zheng Long looked at the recruits and said, "Then you are all a bunch of cowards, and you are not old men!" ”

"I'm not a coward!" Suddenly, a teenager in his twenties retorted, "I do! ”

"I do, too!" Immediately after the second shouted.

"I do, too!" Then the third and fourth people shouted, and it wasn't until everyone shouted with their necks up that Zheng Long smiled.

"Now I tell you, being a soldier is not only about listening to military orders early, but more importantly, you must have faith, as long as your faith is there, then the will of a soldier will not collapse, and death will not be terrible."

The recruits listened to Zheng Long's words and thought thoughtfully.

"Instructor, what is faith?" The young man who had just shouted looked up and asked.

Zheng Long thought for a moment and replied, "Faith is a person's will, and it is a good wish. ”

"And what is your faith?" The boy asked.

"Eternal peace, strong country!" Zheng Long replied in a deep voice.

"Peace for all generations, strong and prosperous country." The young man muttered, looked up at Zheng Long and said, "This is also my belief from now on!" ”

After saying that, the boy grinned.

Zheng Long glanced at the young man twice, raised his head and continued, "Before the war, I won't teach you anything else, only teach you to kill people and save your lives. ”

As he spoke, Zheng Long pointed to the rifle from the open ground and said, "This gun is a gun made by us, we are the Hanyang Arsenal............"

Later, Zheng Long patiently explained the application and precautions of firearms to the recruits.

Throughout the morning, Zheng Long taught him how to use two kinds of weapons, the first was made in Hanyang, and the second was a grenade.

Theory in the morning, practice immediately began in the afternoon, Zheng Long patiently taught the recruits to shoot.

In one day, under the guidance of Zheng Long, the recruits had mastered the specific use of firearms, and they learned very seriously and made rapid progress.

Under Zheng Long's arrangement, in the evening, Zheng Long called the people from the special operations battalion and started chatting from all over the world.

It wasn't until the recruits began to get sleepy that Zheng Long arranged for everyone to leave.

The recruits' dormitory was a makeshift house, and there were no beds in it.

This night, Zheng Long fell asleep listening to the dream words of the recruits, and left his hometown at a young age to enter the battlefield, Zheng Long understood their feelings very well.

The next day, at six o'clock in the morning, Zheng Long led the recruits for two hours of physical training, and after arranging for everyone to have breakfast, Zheng Long gathered the recruits again.

"Do you know what guns are for?" Zheng Long asked as he looked at the recruits with his hands behind his back.

"It's for devils." Someone replied.

"That's right!" Zheng Long nodded and said, "I prefer to say that guns are used to kill." ”

"Murder, do you dare?" Zheng Long asked again.

"Dare!" The recruits responded.

"Good!" Zheng Long nodded, waved his hand to the side, and then the Japanese prisoners were pulled over one by one.

These captives were captured in these wars, and now they have been pulled here by Zheng Long to train the courage of the recruits.

Being able to use a gun and being able to kill people with a gun are two different things, and only those who can kill people and dare to kill people are real soldiers.

And today, Zheng Long is going to make them real soldiers!