Chapter Seventy-Three: Training Day I

The training elite squad is not pulled to the playground, like a recruit egg, the drill will be done after 3 months of training, and it will be done with a gun, in ordinary days, if you want to become a member of the special forces, there is no shortcut at all without going through layers of strict screening, this is only the primary selection, and the later training is also full of harsh assessments, and those who do not meet the standards will be cleared out of the team.

Don't take the selection criteria, don't go cross-country for more than 22 minutes with a 5km 15 kg weight, don't go over 4 minutes for 800 meters of obstacles, don't drop bombs without 70 meters, don't shoot 5 rounds of 48 rings or less for infantry in a 100-meter lying position, don't shoot below 45 rings for infantry in a standing posture of 200 meters, don't shoot 10 rounds and 90 rings below three points in an infantry kneeling position of 150 meters, don't take down the equipment single parallel bars 1-7 exercises, don't come down with such a lot, there are not many soldiers who can pass the selection every year, Not to mention that there are strict rules and regulations such as political examination, education level, and physical examination, and there are very few fighters who can enter the special forces.

At present, there are only dozens of soldiers who come and go, and the vast majority of them are ground crew members of the Air Force, to put it bluntly, they are not much stronger than the logistics people in the ancient wars, and they can still deal with them when they do logistics in peacetime, stand guard and sentry, and if they really want to train them into heroes in a hundred battles, they really can't get them in three or five years.

Wei Tao was an instructor in the SWAT force back then, and the trainees under his hands were either veterans of the field army or elites in the police force, whether they were marching or fighting or something, they were all good hands, and now looking at this team that has become sparse after running for a long time, Wei Tao and Zhao Qiang shook their heads.

Although these people are the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, their bodies have been greatly improved, but they have not been excavated for a long time, although it is not too late to develop, but it is indeed relatively late, and then look at Cai Jiashu's group of soldiers who have been following Wei Tao, at this time, they have left the group of ground soldiers far behind, it seems that the first batch of team members can only choose from this group of old foundations.

Cai Jiashu has long been dissatisfied, since he came to prison, in a relatively comfortable environment, the combat mission disappeared all of a sudden, every day except for standing guard on the lookout, aiming at the wandering zombies from the scope to have a dry time, the rest of the time is almost idle, for ordinary people, there is a stable environment to live a comfortable life, how can they complain about anything, but for Cai Jiashu, who is addicted to killing zombies, this kind of life is tantamount to chronic suicide.

The big husband is a horse leather shroud! This is a sentence that Cai Jiashu has been hanging on his lips all day long, if it weren't for Wei Tao's strong pressure, he was not allowed to consume bullets needlessly, and he was not allowed to leave the prison without authorization, Cai Jiashu would have gone out with a few soldiers under his command. Dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, an order is an order, although Cai Jiashu is reckless, but he is still very obedient to Wei Tao's orders, the men who come out of the barracks will only admire the strong, Zhao Qiang's combat effectiveness is obvious to everyone, as Zhao Qiang's master Wei Tao, that combat effectiveness is naturally stronger, coupled with a few battles arranged by Wei Tao, Cai Jiashu naturally regarded Wei Tao as the leader of this team.

The order just says that you are not allowed to go out, you are not allowed to waste bullets, and there are no hard and fast rules for the rest, and Cai Jiashu's dissatisfaction is just for not being able to fight with zombies happily, and of course there is dissatisfaction with Zhao Qiang, that stinky boy, leave Lao Tzu here, go out and be happy alone, this is looking down on people! Cai Jiashu's stomach of grievances has nowhere to go, so he has nothing to do to grab a few soldiers under his command and practice desperately, anyway, he is idle and idle, and it is impossible to be a soldier to fight without training, it is these little rabbit cubs who drag Lao Tzu back, anyway, Boss Wei does not interfere, why don't you practice well, and wait for the kid surnamed Zhao to come back, and don't let him laugh?

The regional concept of being a soldier is very strong, the soldiers in the south and the soldiers in the north do not look at each other, and they will do a fight when they have nothing to do in normal times, and the officials also understand that there is no harm in letting this group of well-fed and energetic stick boys vent and vent, anyway, if they don't move their weapons, they won't die, they will pass with one eye and one eye closed, and if they make a big fuss, they will each hit fifty boards and close the confinement; The soldiers of the army and the air force did not deal with each other either, and after rolling up their sleeves and fighting, none of them was the one who was willing to suffer.

This time in the prison, although everyone is still amiable, I heard that the tactical team is going to be selected, both sides are holding back a lot of strength, the ground soldiers on the heavy-duty cross-country project suffered a big loss, and the heart said that we usually do technology, and the physical strength is not as good as the brother troops, even if it is not as good as the brother troops, this side is trying to take advantage of the large number of people to find a place in the fighting arena, but the result is that these people usually only do technical work at most, at most they are only the big soldiers who move the equipment, and the forty or fifty people were beaten by 6 people on Cai Jiashu's side and their noses were swollen and gray-faced.

It's no wonder that the ground service soldiers are incompetent, they usually do some technical work, and the little things they learned during the training of recruits have long been lost, and they are forced to pick up their guns in a hurry, and they can deal with those slow-moving zombies. At the beginning, it was still a heads-up, three punches and two feet, and the ground soldiers were almost beaten all over the ground looking for teeth, and after a wheel battle, no one could let Cai Jiashu over, is this worth it? Seeing Meng Longwei, Zhao Qiang, and Wei Tao nodding, the ground guards who were gearing up immediately started a siege, but just like that, the forty or fifty people didn't lie down the six people in front of them, but lay on the ground on their own side.

All this, Zhao Qiang saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart, this is the soldier that Lao Tzu wants, and then look at Meng Longwei with a depressed face, Lao Meng's face is almost longer than a donkey, and none of the soldiers under his hands have anything to do, just go head-to-head, the group fight is defeated, what kind of thing is this!

Wei Tao didn't have too many ideas, there were dozens of people in his hands, Cai Jiashu didn't embarrass himself, but the other soldiers also had to spend a lot of effort to train, the squad couldn't be trained in just two clicks, fighting, shooting, tactics which one must take time to train, shooting this project, you can't let everyone practice aiming with an empty gun can solve it, right?

Ammunition is a very serious problem, Cai Jiashu's fighters, marksmanship is not a big problem, judging from the performance of the ground soldiers, everyone does not have thousands of rounds of bullet training, can not improve much at all, to deal with zombies, bad marksmanship is not good, bullets hit zombies, in addition to headshots, the others are basically wasted, but the amount of ammunition at the moment is not much at all, to meet the needs of training, the future defense work will be stretched, no training, the soldier's marksmanship can not be guaranteed.

Looking at the soldiers who were in full swing in training, Wei Tao was almost two years old.