Chapter 89: Contests and Wooing
"Hehe, in fact, there is nothing surprising, because the Second Army has a tradition, that is, every day there is a standing division regiment in a state of first-level combat readiness, ready to deal with emergencies, so these guys can guarantee to enter the state of forced march within eight hours."
Seeing Terry's curious eyes, the silver-haired old man laughed and immediately solved the mystery for Terry.
"So that's the case, then it's no wonder."
Although Terry said this in his mouth, he still had some admiration in his heart, after all, a division-level unit is also a complete standing division, even if it is in a state of first-level combat readiness, it is impossible for ordinary imperial troops to completely enter a state of forced march within eight hours.
"Mu Jiu, come with me, those little rabbit cubs outside should be unbearable."
At this moment, the old marshal had already arranged all the orders, turned his head and hurried to the training ground with Terry, because he couldn't wait to see Terry's skills.
In the era of cold weapons, soldiers are divided into arms to conduct drills with different weapons, focusing not on individual strength requirements, but on the coordination of skills between arms. With the exception of special classes such as scouts or dead soldiers, there is very little training in hand-to-hand combat, and even less hand-to-hand combat.
However, in the era of thermal weapons, in addition to the tactics of bayonet fighting, all kinds of hand-to-hand combat techniques have also emerged one after another, especially in the special services units in front of them, which basically carry out operations behind enemy lines, and pay more attention to individual combat.
In the era of Miller the Great's hegemony, due to the emergence of Miller's rear-loading rifled guns, the way of attack has become less rigid, and the fighting technology of military stabbing has also entered its peak, and at this time, some close combat fighting techniques began to prevail in the army.
At this moment, on the training ground, several soldiers of the Republic of Takilia were ready to move in the face of a soldier who did not wear any rank, but none of them dared to take the lead.
"How's it going, you bunnies, didn't you just howl? How many times have you been beaten up by others? Go up for me, or don't say it's my Iron Fist Barossa's soldier in the future." ”
At this time, among the officers watching the battle, a major with a red neck roared loudly, if it wasn't for Marshal Shi Yexuan who didn't say anything on the side, otherwise this guy would have rolled up his sleeves and personally went into battle, where could he take care of the problem of bullying the small with the big face.
"Haha, Barossa boy, I said that your men would not be Terry's opponents, and you still don't believe it, and I think you will do the same."
At this time, Marshal Shi Yexuan came to Barossa's side, who was so anxious to jump to his feet, and said to him teasingly, it's not that the old marshal looks down on these elite soldiers under his hands, but just now when Terry was practicing with a soldier, the old marshal saw that the hand-to-hand combat moves used by Terry were definitely not ordinary army fighting skills.
In the battle, Terry's every shot, whether it is the angle or the focus point, is as accurate as if it has been calculated thousands of times, not to mention the strange moves of the shot, which has never been seen before by the well-informed old marshal.
So when Terry easily pushed down his opponent for the first time, the old marshal decided that his soldiers were definitely not Terry's opponents.
But Barossa was very unconvinced, he always thought that Terry only defeated his soldiers by surprise with that strange skill, so he let his men challenge again, but unfortunately, the ending was the same, and it was even worse, because at this time Terry was more familiar with this kind of hand-to-hand combat skills that were rarely used before.
This is not to blame on the soldiers who were defeated by Terry, they have been careful to deal with it, but neither strength nor skill is the match for the foreigner who looks like a rookie egg.
Although they were also unhappy, they were helpless, they were not like their own superiors who just looked at it and didn't do anything. Facing this weird move in person, I know that sometimes the opponent seems to be a very simple sideways, but when you attack the past, either the anti-joint of the elbow is caught by the opponent, or the knee is hooked by the opponent's foot that doesn't know where to stretch out, and these weird movements simply make you unguardable.
"Comrade Marshal, I really don't believe that this milky lieutenant egg is my opponent of Iron Fist Barrow, I'll go down and try it, I'm not as good as him, I don't believe that his strength is greater than mine, and his combat experience is more than mine?"
Seeing the marshal say this, Major Barossa was not only not ashamed, but got off the donkey down the slope, rolled up his sleeves and was about to go out to try it out with Terry.
"Come back, you still don't feel embarrassed enough. Thanks to the fact that you are the officer under me who knows the most in hand-to-hand combat, can't you still see that Terry is not only better than ours in martial arts, but more importantly, he is much better than you in all aspects of his body? Even if you are more experienced in martial arts than him, an experienced hound cannot defeat a male lion who has just come of age. ”
Although the marshal's last metaphor was a bit of a long-term ambition to destroy his own prestige, but this was the case, and Major Barossa could only silently admit the old marshal's metaphor.
In fact, since Terry's body was initially transformed by the system, his current reaction speed, body softness, and muscle strength are several times that of ordinary people, plus the life-and-death battles on the Yigan Plateau in the past few months, his mental quality is not inferior to these veterans.
Not to mention that the system has also instilled a lot of various military fighting techniques that prehistoric civilizations have summed up after I don't know how many life-and-death battles, these are just fighting techniques in the embryonic state, how can they be Terry's opponents.
This deliberate contest by Marshal Shi Yexuan soon ended in the complete defeat of the soldiers of the Republic.
Indeed, Marshal Shi Yexuan did it on purpose, not only to see the skills of this little fellow, but also to let Terry show his face in front of these soldiers.
The reason why this is the case is that this is to talk about Marshal Shi Yexuan's careful thinking, since he knew Terry's secret background, Marshal Shi Yexuan has a careful idea of digging the corners of Oprah, and this competition is a beginning.
However, at this time, Terry didn't know the old marshal's careful thoughts, the reason why he did his best just now was not to show off anything, but to feel that if he didn't go all out against the proud soldiers, the marshal would feel that he looked down on his soldiers, and he didn't want this old marshal he respected to look down on him.
Although the competition was not long, as the old marshal went to inspect other barracks, those soldiers immediately surrounded Terry, of course, they did not want to settle accounts with Terry, but were curious about Terry's fighting skills, and at this time they all gathered around to ask for advice, although the language of the two sides did not understand, but it did not hinder the enthusiasm of the soldiers.
More than an hour passed like this, and at this time, the sun was already high, and the time for these soldiers to train in the morning had arrived, if it was usual, these guys would have dispersed in a hurry, but today, if it weren't for the commanders' strong orders to return to the camp, these soldiers who surrounded Terry and constantly exchanged fighting skills would not be willing to leave the school ground.
"Mu Jiu, you see that these guys are all eager for you to stay, why don't you think about it, when that old guy from Oprah comes, I will bring you over with him."
At this time, the old marshal had already returned from inspecting other barracks, and when he saw that Terry was welcomed by the soldiers, despite the language barrier, he still chatted enthusiastically, so he asked tentatively.
"Uncle Shi, you're kidding, my nationality is not from the Republic of Takiria, how can I stay here."
"What does it matter, I am a generalissimo, and you are my countryman, who dares to have an opinion."
Seeing that Terry was just using this reason, the old marshal also pretended not to understand Terry's shirk, and immediately cheekily assured him.
"Uh, Uncle Shi......"