If you want to learn to hit someone, you must first learn to be beaten!

This is a truth that all recruits need to understand before they are exposed to live-fire training.

All the soldiers of Wang Hao's company succeeded, except for the two young men who died on the way.

Blakenridge, the Great White Bear, was one of the two deceased, the other being an unknown Australian.

They weren't the first to die in training, and certainly not the last.

Then the recruit company buried them, and with the military music of "Our Land", they were posthumously recognized as first-class soldiers, the first people in the entire recruit regiment to achieve such a high rank.

"A motorized infantryman must be ready to die at any time, and death is part of our mission...... The important thing is how to die! The motorized infantry should have died with their heads held high, still struggling to move forward! ”

This is what Sergeant Zimu said in his funeral eulogy.

That accident did not mean that the non-combat deaths of Camp Cowley were over, and there had been many more before and after.

Because training plans are not static, as the creator of the training plan, Zimu has the right to change the training content at any time.

Sergeant Zimu can kill anyone instantly with anything, but his favorite thing to use is a knife.

The knife was sharpened by himself, not the kind that came down from the upper hair.

Therefore, he also joined this course called 'Flying Knife' in his training.

The result of this is the ignorance of all the fighters. However, despite the secret slander, due to several weeks of high-intensity training, under Zimu's obscenity, no one dared to resist.

Finally, after a certain golden retriever broom head named 'Ace' missed the target several times in a row, he finally couldn't help but complain to Zimu.

"Sir, I don't understand, why use a knife in a nuclear war? Just press the button, sir! ”

"Put your hands on the wall!" Zimu looked at the recruit, who had been dancing happily, and thought to himself that he would teach him a lesson.

The broom head put his hand on the wall suspiciously, and although he had an ominous premonition in his heart, he did not disobey the instructor's order in the end.

"Well, that question you asked, a sergeant is not qualified to answer...... You shouldn't have asked me either. You should know the answer before you join the military. You should know. Isn't there a course in your school called History and Morality? ”

"What? Of course—yes, sir. Yes! Damn it! ”

Halfway through the broom's words, Zimu suddenly pulled out the flying knife inserted in the target, and at the same time, a silver light flashed, and the flying knife passed through the palm of the palm accurately, nailing the palm of the broom head to the wall!

Then the broom's head and facial features were wrinkled together due to severe pain, and his mouth let out a violent wail, which then turned to cursing at Zimu.

"You've probably heard the answer a long time ago. What I'm going to give you now is my own, unofficial point of view. If you want to teach a child, will he have his head cut off? Zimu completely ignored the curses coming at him, and walked to the broom's head very indifferently, and his eyes swept over all the recruits, and he explained.

"Why...... No, sir! "The broom's head was unable to utter a complete sentence due to the sharp pain in his palm, but he still remembered as instinctively that he had to add a 'sir' to the sentence.

"Of course not. You know very well. In some cases, attacking an enemy city with a nuclear bomb is as stupid as chopping a child's ass with an axe. War is not just about violence and killing. War is controlled violence that is used to achieve an end. ”

Poof~ With a bang, as Zimu pulled out the flying knife nailed to the broomstick, the broom head covered his injured right hand and let out an even more tragic wail.

Zimu went on to state his point of view: "The purpose of war is to support the government's decision by force, not to kill for the sake of killing......"

Of course, this is just a small training content, and it is not even an accident.

For Sergeant Zmu, knives hurting people were as common as punishing a recruit for running around the camp.

Most accidents occur during combat training.

The combat training that Wang Hao has experienced alone includes: actual combat drills, combat exercises, and combat maneuvers, from bare hands to nuclear weapons.

Probably the most dangerous of these was when the nuclear bomb team practiced using individual tactical nuclear warheads, and because of improper operation, the entire Cowley battalion was almost flattened.

Because it happened in another company, it wasn't until two days after the incident that Wang Hao received the news.

Every time I think of the scene where I have come back from the ghost gate, I can't help but break out in a cold sweat.

There were fewer and fewer people in the queue, and now Sergeant Zimu was no longer in charge of formation and the like, except for roll call.

He devoted more and more time to the personal training of recruits who were listed by the regimental headquarters as worthy of being trained as the backbone, as a supplement to the teachings of the corporal instructors.

I have to say that he is quite a good individual coach, quite patient with stupid questions, and no longer has the same naked disdain for recruits as before.

As a direct beneficiary of this policy, Wang Hao said that he has less and less free time now.

At the end of each night's training, Wang Hao was specially called out by Sergeant Zimu to accompany several recruits from other classes who had outstanding training results for leadership and tactical training.

However, since this is a 'secret study group' specifically for special people, the average level of warriors is unaware. So recently in the class, "Every night Wang Hao goes on a date with Sergeant Zimu!" Rumors spread.

Wang Hao began to feel that the eyes of his comrades in his class were starting to be wrong.

Wang Hao swore that one day Sergeant Zimu or a certain instructor would dare to call him away alone, or dare to have any physical contact with him.

"I'm going to give your face a taste of what a size 45 sole looks like!"

In the end, Wang Hao still got the position of squad leader as he wished, which means that he can pin a shining badge symbolizing the status of the squad leader on his chest.

Although there was no increase in rank, there was no hurry.

War will soon come, and with it will be massive attrition in battles and rocket-like promotions.

However, as the protagonist of the movie, Rui Ge was not so lucky.

Originally, the 'secret study group' Rui Ge was also one of them, and after a series of assessments, Rui Ge was also successfully promoted to the position of squad leader.

This became the only point of pride he had here, apart from the letter sent by Carmen.

Just when Brother Rui pinned the squad leader badge to his chest every day, ready to do a big job.

The unexpected happened.

Rigor violated the rules during live-fire training and randomly instructed his team members to take off their helmets. In an accident, the rifle in the hand of another member of his team misfired, causing a large hole in the team's head, which was verified by the medical officer to be dead on the spot.

As soon as Rui Ge succeeded, the squad leader's badge was confiscated before he could cover the hot squad, and he was also whipped at the same time.

Plus a breakup letter from Carmen.

It also made him disheartened, and Ruige, whose dream of joining the army was shattered, finally submitted an application for discharge from the army to the regiment commander.