Chapter 50 The Big Dumplings

Mo Xiaosheng's words made Xue Wu and Tie Ying shudder, and they looked at Mo Xiaosheng and said in unison, "Instructor, isn't it?" ”

"Yes." Mo Xiaosheng smiled evilly: "Let the two of you stand on the first shift tonight and set an example for the soldiers of the reconnaissance squad." ”

Before the two could argue, Mo Xiaosheng shouted loudly: "All of them are there, stand upright." This is the end of today's training, disbandment. ”

The night is dark, and you can't see your fingers. For no reason, the wind blew, and the wind blew through the treetops, making a whirring roar that brought more terror to the night.

Mo Xiaosheng walked into the dormitory of the reconnaissance class: "All of them, get up." Time three minutes, playground assembly. ”

The soldiers of the reconnaissance squad were in a panic, dressed and folded in an orderly manner, quickly removed their steel guns from the gun racks, and went to the playground to stand in a neat row.

Acting squad leader Xue Wu shouted loudly: "Report the number." ”

The reconnaissance squad began with Tieying: "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9. ”

Xue Wu turned around and saluted Mo Xiaosheng: "Report to the instructor, the reconnaissance squad should be ten people, but it is actually ten people, please instruct." ”

Mo Xiaosheng said: "Comrades, today is a night training subject. All of them, turn left back, start running. ”

Mo Xiaosheng led the team, in the whistling wind, rushed up the hillside opposite the cottage and stopped in front of the martyr's cemetery.

Mo Xiaosheng shouted: "Do you know who is lying here?" They used to be the same as you, the fighters of the Anti-Japanese Federation, and they lived a fresh life. ”

"But now that they're dead, they're lying here, never to get up again."

"Here are my captain, Comrade Li Baotian, my beloved big brother sniper Golden Eye, and big brother Flying Eagle Observer. and a group of excellent anti-United Nations fighters in order to drive the little devils out of China. ”

"They left their families and careers to go to the battlefield and gave their precious lives to defend our homeland. Are they the people we respect the most? ”

The fighters of the reconnaissance squad replied in unison: "Yes." ”

Mo Xiaosheng shouted again: "Should we stand guard for them, should we remember the heroic souls of the martyrs?" ”

"Yes." The warriors shouted loudly.

"Good!" Mo whispered: "The soldiers in the class are divided into two groups, one group stands guard, one group patrols the cemetery, and returns to the dormitory two hours later. Do you understand! ”

The warriors replied, "I understand." ”

Mo Xiaosheng shouted: "Xue Wu will take five people to stand guard, Tie Ying will take five people to patrol, and after an hour, they will change and act." ”

The dark night, the howling night wind, and the crows made the soldiers who carefully patrolled the cemetery feel their scalps tingle and their legs weak.

A thunderous explosion sounded, and Lin Haiyong's scream of "ah--" pushed the terrifying atmosphere to *.

The warriors were in a trembling position, surrounded by graves, and they felt that they were lying on the graves, nor were they standing, and fear made them tremble.

Hudley pulled the bolt and exclaimed, "What's the situation." ”

Lin Haiyong closed his eyes tightly and screamed: "Ghost, the ghost grabbed my foot, and I can't move." ”

Mo Xiaosheng, who had just sat down, stood up, his face tightened, stared closely, and did not speak.

Feng Han took off the bronze medal around his neck and held it high: "The Faqiu Commander is here, the ghosts and gods will avoid it!" ”

He approached Lin Haiyong and suddenly laughed: "Haiyong, look for yourself, it's a vine, it's a vine wrapped around your feet, it's not a ghost that catches it." ”

Lian Hai scolded: "Lin Haiyong, you bastard, you want to scare Lao Tzu to death." ”

"What are you arguing about?" Mo Xiaosheng shouted: "It's because the martyrs who want to quarrel can't sleep, so they come out to talk to you, right?" ”

Xue Wu grinned, stuck out his tongue, and shouted softly: "All of them, correct the formation, and start walking." ”

With the passage of time, the soldiers of the reconnaissance squad slowly adapted to the atmosphere of the martyrs' cemetery, and their sense of fear slowly subsided.

Mo Xiaosheng sat not far from the opposite side of the cemetery, looking at the growing warriors, thinking, he knew that there were not many opportunities left for the soldiers to train.

He could see from Deng Houfang's eyes that Deng Houfang personally went down the mountain to investigate this time, which meant that he had to take action.

Judging from Deng Houfang's character, it is impossible for him to let the little devil emperor's envoy, Sakata Takeshige, comfortably engage in some secret base, and he will definitely give Sakata Takeshige a big gift.

Most of the people who gave gifts were his reconnaissance class, the training time of the reconnaissance class was not long, the training intensity was not enough, and the training subjects were only simple weight-bearing cross-country and shooting.

But this is also the only team in the special forces that has been trained, and although Deng Houfang wants all the recruits of the special forces to receive formal training, he does not have professional instructors and does not have the time.

It has been almost half a month since the special team raised the banner, and the little devils under the mountain will not not get the news of the reformation of the special team.

The little devils will never let the special team grow and pose a threat to them, and they will definitely wipe out the special team and strangle this team.

Mo Xiaosheng knew that Deng Houfang knew this very well. Otherwise, he would not have focused on reinforcing the fortifications and training the recruits to fight with bayonets.

Only the reconnaissance squad was left for comprehensive and systematic training, but what made Mo Xiaosheng helpless. Time was in a hurry, and he couldn't take what Golden Eye told him, one by one, strict requirements, super-intensity training reconnaissance class.

He didn't dare to overdraw the physical strength of the soldiers of the reconnaissance squad, because no one knew what would happen in the next moment? The fighters of the reconnaissance squad, do they need to be pulled up immediately and thrown into battle.

"Report to the instructor." Xue Wu's shout brought Mo Xiaosheng back from his reverie.

"The night training subject has been completed, please instruct." Xue Wu stood up straight, his face was natural.

Mo Xiaosheng stood up: "Very good, have you gained anything?" ”

Lian Hai replied with a straight chest: "Report to the instructor, I have figured out one thing. I've heard that the rumors that if you enter the cemetery in the middle of the night, you'll be captured by ghosts, but I'm not afraid now. ”

Mo Xiaosheng smiled slightly: "It's good to know, as a warrior, you should be fearless." ”

After returning to the dormitory, Xue Wu was a little apprehensive: "I thought there would be a lot of horror in the cemetery, but it turned out to be nothing more than that." ”

Feng Han smiled and said: "The martyr's cemetery is naturally not terrifying, if you go to the ancient tomb and meet a big zongzi, you will know what horror is?" ”

"Big zongzi, what big zongzi?" Xue Wu exclaimed: "If there is really a big zongzi, I will eat it in one bite." ”

Feng Han shook his head: "You ate it?" Do you know what a big dumpling is? The big zongzi is the corpse in the coffin! Can you eat it? ”

Xue Wumeng felt like vomiting, he swallowed his saliva fiercely, and waved his hand disgustingly: "Bang bang, Feng Han, I'm afraid of you, don't say it." Sleep, sleep. I'm going to train tomorrow. ”