Early the next morning, the enthusiasm of the soldiers for training was noticeably different. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Almost before dawn, the soldiers of the Chinese regiment lined up on the school field and began a day's training, and at this time, the other troops were still asleep, and even the instructors of the Chinese regiment had not yet gotten up.

Physical fitness is the basis of almost all training programs, which has nothing to do with height and weight, and can be improved by training the day after tomorrow.

There is a gap between the physique of the Chinese soldiers and the white Westerners, whether it is height or weight, the Chinese soldiers are slightly inferior, but this gap is not obvious in the training, after all, the weight of the soldiers in training is about the same, at this time, the Chinese soldiers are petite, but they want to take advantage of it.

Fighting, after all, is not playing basketball, petite size means that the impact surface is relatively small, it is not easy to be targeted, more flexible, and the survival rate is greater, no wonder Mahan emphasized that Chinese soldiers are the best soldiers.

In fact, the physical fitness of the Chinese soldiers is very good, after all, before, they were engaged in heavy physical labor, the intensity is not ordinary, many Chinese soldiers even joked after receiving training that the intensity of training is not as high as their previous labor intensity.

This is very embarrassing, the purpose of military training is to strengthen combat skills, not to make people take a relaxing vacation, so the Chinese soldiers almost from the first day, the amount of training is greater than that of other troops.

Now it's up again.

According to the training requirements set by George Dewey, recruits must carry a 20-kilogram backpack during training, which is a reference to the materials used by an infantry in field warfare without supplies for three days of medium-intensity combat, including three days of food and water, a simple first-aid kit, 200 rounds of ammunition, blankets, shovels, daggers, etc.

The Chinese soldiers also carried a 20-kilogram backpack at the beginning of the training, but after Li Mu awarded the medal, the next morning, the weight of the backpack of the Chinese soldiers generally increased to 30 kilograms, and some even increased to 40 kilograms.

Just last night, after Li Mu and Li Bora talked, it was only overnight that all the Chinese soldiers realized that it was possible for them to have a country of their own in Cuba, a land where they could be the masters of their own country, which was like a shot in the arm, which stimulated all the Chinese soldiers to scream.

Family!

Only people who have left their homeland and thousands of miles away from home can understand the meaning of this word, with a home, people can be regarded as people, without a home, people are lonely ghosts.

The officer in charge of training the Chinese soldiers is called Tom, Tom and his deputy Jerry lead ten American officers to train all the Chinese soldiers, when the Chinese soldiers start training, Tom is still asleep, and an hour later, Jerry wakes Tom.

"What—" Tom was sleepy-eyed.

"Come on, you have absolutely no idea what you're missing." Jerry greets Tom from the balcony.

All American officers were treated exceptionally well in Cuba, each of them had a full-time orderly, a maid who could warm the bed, and living conditions were even more unconventional, and each of them had a single room, the kind with a terrace.

"What—" Tom undressed, pulled a blanket and wrapped himself in it, and stumbled onto the balcony.

Mmmm, it's a little bit empty these days, a little bit empty-

It's only five o'clock in the morning, although the sun hasn't risen yet, but the sky is already bright, and the barracks have to enforce a curfew every night, so the night of the barracks is very quiet, but on this morning that should have been silent, there is an army in the barracks that is doing physical training.

It should be physical training, although it is just a simple lap, but look at the bulging backpacks on their bodies, look at their soaked military uniforms, and then look at the figures who are sweating profusely but still persevering, only physical training can explain this madness.

"We've got a training program," Tom recognized, of course, that it was the Chinese they were training for, because instead of the green caps worn by the other Cuban troops, they wore khaki cowboy hats, which was the only one in Cuba.

Same as that magical Reem.

"I thought the same as you just now, but I went through the training plan carefully, so I have to regret to inform you that it didn't-" Jerry looked at the sweaty Chinese soldiers with a complicated expression.

"So what are they doing? Are they crazy? Tom couldn't understand.

"It doesn't seem to be, of course it can be understood in this way, have you noticed that although they have only been trained for less than ten days, they are already like an army." Jerry had to admit that even if he had brought a thousand strong, pure Americans over and received only ten days of military training, they would not have done so well.

The most important reason why soldiers are different from ordinary people is that they have a temperament, which is the characteristics of the army.

The unit in front of Jerry and Tom, although they had only been trained for ten days, was already quite graceful in their actions, their movements were neat, their morale was high, and the spirit they showed was heartbreaking.

Jerry felt unbelievable, although Jerry could be very sure that the unit in front of him was trained by himself, but he was deeply trapped in it all day long, Jerry didn't feel how abnormal this all-Chinese army was, standing on the terrace today, looking at this unit from the perspective of a bystander, Jerry suddenly felt strange.

"me, are these still those emaciated Chinese?" Tom's eyes widened, and he felt incredulous.

Although the bodies of the Chinese soldiers are not thin, compared to Tom, a big man who is 1.9 meters tall and weighs 19, most Chinese people are quite thin.

Exclude, of course, George Dewey's aide-de-camp, Tiger, who was an anomaly, as his name suggests, a tiger.

"I'm gone, I'm sure." Jerry finally couldn't help it, and turned to his room, "I'm going to see what the hell they're crazy about." ”

Well, Tom wanted to see it too, so Tom changed into his military uniform as fast as he could, and walked with Jerry to the training ground.

"Report to the sir, the Guantanamo Infantry Regiment is undergoing training, it should be 1,450 people, but it is 1,449 people, please instruct." Libora broke away from the main army and trotted all the way to report.

The armies of Europe have a characteristic, many of their armies in addition to the regular number, there is also a special number, and the regular number, this special number has a variety of origins, some are place names, some are spiritual symbols, and some are the whims of the commanders.

It was Li Mu's idea to name the Chinese Infantry Regiment "Guantanamo Infantry Regiment", and Guantanamo has now been sold to the U.S. government, so if the Chinese Infantry Regiment uses this name, then the Chinese Infantry Regiment will have something to do with the U.S. government, at least as it sounds, and this will be of great use in the future.

"Captain, show me your backpack." Tom was keenly aware that Liebora's backpack was different from his usual ones.

"Yes sir." Libora put the rifle on his shoulder on the grass beside him, unloaded the heavy backpack and put it in front of Tom, and opened the backpack very thoughtfully.

The backpack is not carrying bullets and water, this is a barracks, not a battlefield, so the backpack is a small bag full of sand, a standard suit of ten catties, a specialty of the San Diego barracks.

In the past, soldiers carried these sandbags in their backpacks during military training, and George Dewey made it mandatory that each person should have at least four in their backpacks, with no upper limit.

Before today, the Chinese soldiers did a good job, although no one was lazy, but no one carried much, after all, the training intensity was already greater than that of other Cuban troops.

Today was different, Tom pulled a little, and was very sure that Liborah had eight sandbags in his backpack.

Eight, or 40 kilograms, is exactly twice the normal level.

It's no wonder that Libora's backpack looks much larger than usual.

"Why?" Tom doesn't know what's going on, and who else is willing to add to himself?

It's unbelievable, given that the Cubans are doing everything they can to cheat and cheat, and some even secretly change sandbags into clothes to make it easier, and Tom really doesn't understand why Liborah did it.

"Because I want to be stronger." Libora's voice was firm, and her determination to move forward was obvious.

"Get stronger! Good, good—" Tom's serious grimace flashed.

Get stronger!

What do you mean? Do you think your previous training intensity was low? I don't feel like a dog is at a loss, is it?

"From this day on, everyone's training intensity will be doubled, and everyone's weight will be doubled, and since you want to be tired as a dog, Lao Tzu will fulfill you—" Tom was furious, deciding to give these "masochists" a taste of power.

"Yes, from today onwards, everybody will train twice as hard and double their weights." Liborah repeated the order, quickly packed his backpack and put it back on his back, then picked up his rifle and went after the large group.

"Tom, wouldn't doubling it too much, if something happens, someone in Springfield will be in a hurry." Jerry knew the relationship between this Guantanamo Infantry Regiment and Li Mu.

Yankee's math is really not very good, the intensity of training is doubled, the weight is doubled, and the superposition is not double, or even double, and this superposition should be measured by geometric standards.

"Hmph, Jimmy, I don't know, but I can guarantee that the reason why these grandsons are so high now is that they have something to do with someone in Springfield, so wait and see, the worse we train these boys, the happier someone in Springfield will be." Tom casually told the truth.