I didn't pay much attention to Nicky's warning, because it was Klinger and the old guy's concern. Nikki left after interviewing Zhao Yi and telling him to hurry up and learn Russian, he had too many things to do. Milk and Sasha and I began to plan how to train the Serbs who were coming.

After two days of discussions, the three of us came up with a training plan. The first step is torture, so that these people can't eat well, can't sleep, and have to bear high-intensity physical training. Anyway, don't treat these people as human beings, just as slaves and animals. Let them endure and get used to it before starting military training.

First of all, it will be an evaluation of each person, a comprehensive evaluation of shooting, fighting, and survival skills, and grasp the situation of each person. After that, there will be targeted training, as Paul said, to train them in small-scale street warfare, mountain warfare, and guerrilla warfare.

In fact, this training is much more difficult than training ordinary soldiers, and the more small teams fight, and the more difficult the terrain environment to fight, the higher the requirements for people. Because there are fewer people, everyone has to play their full role and take on more responsibility. In complex terrain, there are high requirements for reaction and judgment, as well as the cooperation between members. Half a year is a long time, but a short time may not be enough.

Two days later, almost noon, a bus carrying the participants came to the gate, and they were picked up by Nicky's men. A few of us stood at the door and looked at the people in the car. These people look like a bunch of travelers, some of them still listening to music with headphones on.

"Haha. Give them something to try. Milk whispered.

Sasha smiled evilly and said, "What are you going to do?" ”

Milk pointed to a clearing in the factory that had been leveled, "Let them come in first." Then the herding of the cattle began. Milk looked at Pyatov after speaking, "Get a couple of guys out." There are also prepared wooden sticks. ”

Sasha immediately motioned for the bus to come in, and the car slowly stopped as Sasha instructed. Then Sasha said something to the driver, who got out of the car with a worried look on his face and ran out of the door quickly.

Soon Pyatov brought his things, Milk and Pyatov each took an AK-47, and Sasha took a stick. The three of them quickly rushed into the car.

In a burst of shouting, the men were kicked out of the car. Some of them looked a little panicked, some of them looked flat as if they were waiting to see what was happening, and some of them looked very dissatisfied.

"It seems that I really think that I am here to study and travel." I muttered under my breath.

The people were quickly driven down, and they were scattered in the clearing, some discussing something with the people around them, while others stood alone away from most of them. It seems that some of these people have some military experience, but more of them seem to be.

Milk raised his gun and fired two shots into the sky, and those who spoke stopped to look at him. Milk then said, "Distinguished guests, will you stand in line?" ”

The men looked at each other, but no one answered or moved. Milk looked at Sasha and Pyatov, and the two of them immediately began to move, shouting at some of them and kicking them away.

Although these people were not happy to be beaten at first, they still cooperated and retreated, but suddenly they didn't know who shouted a few words, and these people immediately became commotion, and they were about to start resisting. I hurried over to them, ready to crush them with Milk.

I saw that after Milk sneered, he walked directly to the group of Serbs with a gun, first smashed the butt of a gun on the head of a person, who was directly knocked to the ground, and then kicked a person to the ground. Pyatov and Sasha even took down four or five people in a row. I just grabbed the back of a guy who was coming towards Milk, came back and punched the guy in the cheek, and I kicked him in the stomach as he fell to the ground trying to get up.

These people were quickly frightened, and when they saw that the person who took the lead was quickly knocked to the ground, these people who followed the trend quickly stopped their movements, and each looked at it and no longer dared to move. People are like this, when the leader is quickly suppressed, the rest will quickly appear timid and wait-and-see.

Milk, seeing that the situation was quickly under control, kicked the two men on the ground twice. He pointed to the men who had fallen to the ground and said to the people who were still standing: "Who knows what these people are called?" ”

The people who were standing looked at each other and no one stood up to speak, Milk saw that no one answered, sneered, and stepped on the person on the ground, "Then I can only ask them myself?" ”

Sasha glanced at the bus, "Their luggage is on the bus?" Let these people take down all their luggage first and pile them together. ”

Milk nodded in agreement, and Sasha shouted to the people standing, "Unscrew the luggage from the car and put it all aside." Fast! With that, he and Pyatov walked over to the Serbs and made preparations to drive them away.

Soon one person volunteered to cooperate, and this person was one of the few people who had previously left the majority to stand alone. He walked quickly to the bus and unscrewed a bag of luggage. As soon as one person started to do it, these people who no longer dared to resist immediately began to act one after another, and each walked to the bus to carry his luggage. After a few moments, all the luggage was removed and stacked in the place designated by Sasha.

"Is that all?" Sasha asked, looking at the man who had been the first to carry his luggage in the car.

When the man heard the questioning, he straightened up as if instinctively and said, "Yes, sir." It's all here. ”

Sasha nodded, "Very good." What is your name? Ever been a soldier? ”

"Sandrachy. Worked as a police officer before. Mr. The man replied, looking at Sasha.

"Not bad. So can you tell me the names of these people who are lying on the ground now? Sasha continued.

Sandracy glanced at the man lying on the ground and shook his head, "Sorry sir, we don't know each other. So. So I don't know their names. ”

"Ignore the names of these idiots. Get the damn out of the way first. Look what's inside. Throw all the useless ones together and burn them. Milk said as he stepped over the man on the ground, and as he stepped on it, he said, "Don't move until you are not allowed to get up, unless you want to take a few more blows." ”

One by one, the luggage was opened, and there were a lot of personal belongings inside. Some are books, some are food, some are erotic pictorials and magazines, and more are clothes.

Milk picked up the books and pictorial magazines, "Are you here for summer camp?" Boy Scout? Burn them all! As he spoke, he picked up some more clothes, "Haha." Are you going to stay here? Are you going to get a job here and a girlfriend? I will send you the clothes you will wear in the future. As for these useless ones, burn them all! ”

When Milk's words were heard, although some people could see dissatisfaction on their faces, no one said a word, and then watched as the luggage was poured with gasoline one after another.

Milk looked at the burning luggage, smiled and turned to the man on the ground: "Stand up for me." Say your name! ”