Chapter Twenty-Nine: Sailor Training Camp (I)

"The instructor is here!"

I don't know who let out a low cry full of excitement, a small commotion surged in the crowd on the beach, Shi Shaoying also turned his head to look at everyone with his eyes, and under the gaze of more than thirty rookie pirates, a group of three people walked towards them with powerful steps.

Shi Shaoying can be sure at a glance that the person who walked in the front was born in the army, and he was a veteran of a hundred battles! Even if Shi Shaoying closed his eyes, he might smell the same kind of aura emanating from the other party.

This man who looked to be in his thirties was stronger than any Somali Shi Shaoying had ever seen, and his T-shirt was held high by explosive muscles, and his thick pursed lips and unsmiling "facial paralysis" expression made him look like his whole body was full of danger. Shocking scars can be seen everywhere on the skin exposed to the air, which shows that he has been tested by war for a long time, and is by no means a useless battlefield brother.

If this instructor is allowed to wear a camouflage uniform and a red beret, he will definitely be a model of African special forces!

What made all the rookie students present swallow their saliva was that the instructor was holding a leather whip in his hand, and I believe that no one present dared to think that the instructor was holding such a tote in his hand, just a prop used to intimidate them.

There are two men behind the instructor, it seems that they should belong to the role of assistants and the like, although they also have their own characteristics, but compared with the instructor, the difference in momentum is not more than a few points, and walking together has become an insignificant trick.

When the three men walked up to them, the other bronze "sailor" medal on the instructor's collar instantly brightened everyone's eyes.

The instructor's gaze swept from the crowd, and when the instructor's gaze fell on Shi Shaoying's face, Shi Shaoying could clearly see that the instructor frowned imperceptibly. Apparently he had recognized Peter's identity, and believed that no instructor would like to come to training, and he still had his boss's cronies by his side, just the guy who had the words "go through the back door" on his forehead.

Backdoor Pirate ...... Thinking of this word, Shi Shaoying admitted that he had a little headache.

The instructor suddenly shook his right hand, and the leather whip in his hand made a whizzing sound in the air, and slapped a student's body hard. The young man curled up in pain like a prawn that had been thrown into a frying pan, and then jumped three feet high, blood quickly seeping through his white shirt.

The instructor walked into the team without mercy and waved his right hand continuously, and in a series of "popping" crisp sounds, he continuously whipped more than half of the people present. For a while, the beach was full of people on their backs. If it is the practice of the training camp for the instructor to use the horsepower on the students, this instructor is absolutely thorough and effective.

"Stand up and straighten your bodies!"

The instructor stared at the students standing in front of him with painful expressions on their faces, and said, "Do you know why I beat you?" ”

The poor worm who had just been whipped in the front row, under the gaze of the instructor, subconsciously shook his head again and again.

"Because you don't have shoes!"

Maybe intentionally, maybe unintentionally, the instructor glanced at Shi Shaoying again, "A few months ago, we successfully boarded a Chinese freighter, those Chinese did not have guns in their hands, but they were very smart, they broke all the bottles and glass they could find on the ship, sprinkled the deck with broken glass shards, and then locked themselves in the captain's room and called for help from the Chinese Navy by radio. The people who boarded the freighter at that time were also like you without shoes, and they had no choice but to return to the speedboat empty-handed when they looked at the broken glass all over the floor. From that day on, I set an iron rule for all the trainees in the training camp, on my turf, you can roll on the ground without clothes, but you must wear shoes! ”

Speaking of which, the instructor raised the leather whip in his hand and shook it in the air, and then threw out a "snap" whip, "Didn't you hear it in vain?!" ”

Hearing the sound of the whip, almost everyone reflexively used their strength to eat milk and howled: "Understood! ”

"Good!" The instructor nodded with satisfaction, he paced in front of the queue with the steps characteristic of professional soldiers, and said: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Sheri Amand, and I am the head of this Somali Marine Corps sailor training camp. In the next four weeks, I will be your master, I let you climb, you have to climb, I tell you to get out, you have to get out, if I suddenly get interested one day, I want you to put on women's clothes and dance hula, you have to dance! If anyone is not convinced, it is simple, either beat me down, you are the new master of this territory, or get out of here immediately and never appear in front of me again! ”

The surroundings were quiet, and for a while even the sound of breathing was much quieter. Just look at Coach Sheri Amand's muscular, half-tower-like body, no one dares to try to provoke him, and it seems that many people are frightened by the instructor's perverted hobby of watching men dance hula!

Instructor Sheri Amand raised his arm and punched the crowd a few times with his whip: "You, you, you, and you, out of the ranks!" ”

Several students cautiously glanced at each other, and when they walked out of the queue, everyone immediately understood why they had been named by the instructor in public. They were all wearing a set of camouflage uniforms, and one of them not only wore a brand new military uniform, but even equipped himself with a pair of high-waisted land combat boots, and stood there with his head held high.

Since some people have been punished for not wearing shoes, it is only natural that some people have been praised in public or even looked the other way by Instructor Sheri Amand because they prepared well in advance.

Sherry Amand walked up to the four cadets, and he finally focused his attention on the most eye-catching one of them, looking at the brand-new military uniform on the other person's body, which was of a good size and had not yet been washed in the water, so it looked particularly straight, and asked gently: "Now that the south has been at war, military supplies need to be purchased from the arms black market at a high price, and this outfit has cost you a lot of money, right?" ”

Feeling that everyone's eyes fell on him, the student only felt that at this moment, all his efforts were rewarded. Trying to straighten his back up, he took a deep breath and then replied loudly, "Yes!" ”

"What's your name?"

"Report to the instructor, my name is Charles. Barre. ”

"Well, then I'll call you Barre from now on."

Instructor Sherry Armand reached out his left hand and patted Barre lightly on the shoulder, looking at the happy smile on the face of the big young boy, Instructor Sherry Armand suddenly kicked Barre in the stomach hard. The kick was absolutely unexpected, and it was heavy and hard, and the happy smile on Barre's face froze completely before it could fully unfold, and his whole body was kicked into the air and flew upside down two or three meters, and after falling heavily on the beach, he somersaulted three or four times in a row.

Before the other people could react, the leather whip in the hands of Instructor Sheri Amand was whipped at them, this time Instructor Sheri Amand drew harder than just now, and he whipped more than a dozen lashes on the three students who still didn't know what they had done, and only then did Instructor Sheri Amand throw the whip in his hand to an assistant instructor behind him, and picked up the automatic rifle that the other party had been carrying on his back, and strode towards Bard, who was curled up in a ball, and now he couldn't stand up again on his own.

Seeing this scene, dozens of students who were already frightened and silent were in an uproar...... Isn't it, the training hasn't officially started yet, and the instructor is about to use the gun?!

Ignoring the other people's facial expressions, Sherry Amand walked up to Barre, reached out as if he were grabbing a chicken, grabbed Barre by the collar and dragged him back to the front of the queue, and shoved the AK automatic rifle into Barre's hand.

The left hand continued to carry Barre's collar, and in this way the big boy whose face was mixed with tears, snot, and yellow sand, and who looked indescribably aggrieved and embarrassed, continued to stand, clutching the rifle in his arms like a fool, lest it fall to the ground and cause even more terrible results for himself.

Instructor Sheri Amand looked at the audience and shouted, "Tell me, what does he look like now?" ”

Without waiting for anyone to answer, Sherry Amand's voice hit everyone's ears like a thunderbolt: "Does he look like one of those southerners who has received ** support, fights with government forces every day, and has been regarded as a terrorist by the Americans?!" ”

As soon as the instructor reminded them, when the rest of the trainees began to look at Barre, who was wearing a military uniform and holding an AK automatic rifle, they realized that this companion really looked a bit like a "Shabaab" armed rebel soldier from the southern region of Somalia!

Government soldiers had to wear civilian clothes to fight because of financial problems; Al-Shabaab's armed rebels, which are financially backed by al-Qaeda, but are all dressed in uniform, and the rebels look more formal than government forces, which is also a major feature of Somalia.

Sheri Armand dropped Barre on the ground with a release of his fingers, and he looked around the audience and said, "Think about it, if any of us were to run into the sea dressed like this, the first reaction of the Americans would be that we Northerners and Southerners would get together." At that time, no matter how many boats we rob and how many people we tie up, we will never think of getting another one from the shipowner! ”

The words of Instructor Sheri Armand are definitely not alarmist.

Much of southern Somalia is now occupied by Al-Shabaab armed rebels, who have formally sworn allegiance to al-Qaeda as armed members affiliated with al-Qaeda, and from there have inherited the great ambition of establishing an ideal "Celestial Kingdom" and waging jihad against the infidels. Since the prophets they believed in had long said that piracy was an illegal act, they regarded piracy more than anything wrong.

(To be continued)