In fact, Gao Yurong also couldn't say it, Feng Yi looked very thin, but the strength in his hand was really big, Gao Yurong didn't resist and was blown away by the wooden stick in his hand.

Feng Yi, who trained people, actually regretted it a little, he saw that Gao Yurong had just come up, and he had the intention to give this newcomer who had only entered the team from Nanjing a powerful platoon, so he used part of the strength of his waist and abdomen.

"Never let go of the gun in your hand, for a soldier, the gun is a second life, it's gone, you're almost gone."

Feng Yi stared at Gao Yurong and reminded the brothers loudly.

Next, Feng Ye ordered a few more veterans and asked them to come up one by one as sparring partners, when the five veterans were lying on the ground, Feng Ye felt that he was sweating all over, and the stabbing was a job after all.

"Now, work in pairs and do stabbing exercises."

"Platoon leaders organize and disperse"

Under Feng Yi's order, the reinforcements were divided into two groups, and they were soon dispersed on the training ground.

"Kill"

"Kill"

Shouting loudly to cheer themselves up, the reinforcements quickly collided together, but unfortunately they were a little timid when they had just started actual combat training.

"Don't be afraid of getting hurt, it's better to be wounded now than to lose your life on the battlefield; Give me all the strength."

Feng Yi looked at the cowering brothers and encouraged loudly.

Since the 11th Division carried out assassination training, Feng Ye was the first person to let the brothers fight against each other, unlike the false comparisons of other companies, he really let these soldiers stab.

"Ouch, ouch"

During the two-day stabbing time, there were more than a dozen wounded soldiers of the third company lying in the division hospital, with blue noses and swollen faces, missing teeth, and many brothers who even broke a few ribs.

There is no way to wait for these unlucky soldiers to recover, the training has to continue, and then Feng Yi is waiting for them even more ruthlessly, that is, the stabbing between teams of three and five.

"Today, let you train a few people to cooperate, on the battlefield, in the face of the swarming enemy, you can always rely on the brothers around you, only they will take care of your back. Unlike a battlefield where bullets fly everywhere, the devil's bayonet will not cross a distance to kill you after penetrating a brother's body. ”

"In white-knuckle warfare, where the bayonet is dangling in front of you, it is different from the bullets that fly in the heat of battle, because the bullet fired from the chamber of the gun is a hundred or hundreds of meters of strangulation, until the bullet penetrates your body, you never know that you will die under that bullet; Of course, there are also many people who can't wait for the enemy's bullets at all, and they turned into minced meat in the first round of enemy fire, that's because he didn't dig a good bunker for himself, how to dig a bunker, we will train later; Now, I am free to form teams and train in squads. ”

Under Feng Yi's ruthless order, the third company began to torture itself again, and the brothers quickly dispersed in the training ground and began to fight in teams with sticks in their hands.

"Regiment Commander, Feng Ye is ruthless enough, it's only been a few days, there are already more than a dozen wounded soldiers lying in the hospital, this is not a real guy, he has to kill people if he goes on like this."

On the edge of the training ground, Zhang Youfa, the commander of the third battalion, looked at the murderous training ground worriedly, trying to get Yin Zuogan to stop Feng Ye from continuing to do so.

"What are you afraid of, you won't die much, and you will be injured a few, so that the brothers can adapt to the atmosphere of white-knuckle warfare in advance, and I think it can be promoted in the whole regiment; The other two companies of the third battalion will also practice like this tomorrow, and they will not be able to play at home, but now they are at home, and they are soft-hearted, and when they go to the battlefield, they will kill their brothers. ”

Yin Zuogan shook his head and vetoed Zhang Youfa's proposal, but wanted to implement this model in the whole group, which made Zhang Youfa feel like eating a fly at once.

"It's the Captain"

The official level crushes people to death, and even more so in the hierarchical army, Zhang Youfa only has the share of execution.

Two days later, at the training ground, the former wooden sticks were gone, and all the cleaned rifles were carried on the brothers' backs, and the holsters around their waists were stuck with bayonets.

"Just now, I have explained the actions of loading and unloading bayonets, and now I am at my command."

Feng Yi shouted loudly.

"Upper bayonet"

"Click, click"

With Feng Yi's order, more than 200 bright bayonets shone with cold light and loaded with the muzzles of rifles.

"Spike Preparation"

"Stop"

"Unloading bayonet"

After a few times, the brothers gradually became acquainted with each other.

"Spread out, keeping a distance of two meters from the front, back, left and right."

"Upper bayonet"

"Thorn"

"Smash"

"Left Defense"

"Thorn"

At Feng Yi's command, the bayonets shining with cold light kept flashing, and the brothers of the Third Company held their rifles and experienced the movements that were already very skillful.

The movements are skilled, but the guys in their hands are no longer the same, many brothers are inevitably nervous, Feng Ye is to let them use the real guys to familiarize themselves with the tricks, he does not plan to let the brothers take the real guys for stabbing practice, that is really fatal.

The intermittent aim training of physical fitness, tactics, and stabbing had been going on for more than a month, and Feng was estimating the time to start shooting training after familiarizing the brothers with the assassination moves after using the real guy.

"According to the gun"

"Aim"

"Free Fire"

In today's training content, Feng Ye has added unprecedented shooting training, and it is no longer a boring aiming training for the brothers.

"Shoot, aim, fire freely."

"When aiming, keep your eyes, crosshair and the target you want to shoot, don't shake your hands, and use both hands hard at the same time when shooting, keep your posture, so that the bullets you shoot will not deviate from the target"

Feng Yi taught his brothers his own shooting skills while letting the brothers train them to shoot with empty guns, and he was not afraid that the brother would become a sharpshooter who was better than him, and he would only be happier.

"Report, battalion commander, tomorrow I am going to organize the brothers to conduct the first live firing."

In the evening, after a day's training, Feng Ye came to the battalion headquarters to report, he wanted to use the shooting range in the regiment, this thing is only one in the entire regiment, and he must apply in advance.

"Okay, when"

Zhang Youfa asked, now that the 62nd Regiment has basically fought, they haven't fought in the third company, it is estimated that there is no problem in applying to the regiment, Zhang Youfa asked directly.

"It started in the morning."

Feng Yi replied.

"Two days is enough?"

Zhang Youfa confirmed to Feng Ye that in his impression, five rounds of experience shooting plus five rounds of assessment, two days in a row is enough.

"I'll just use it for a day."

Feng Yi replied.

"Well, one day, you are going to let the brothers fight rapid-fire Feng Yi, and it is impossible for the regiment headquarters to give you another batch of training bullets, you have to cherish it, you can't waste the bullets so badly."

Zhang Youfa reminded Feng Yi.

"Report to the battalion commander, tomorrow I plan to let them shoot only one shot, and then according to the problems that arise in the shooting, we will conduct targeted training."

Feng Ye reported loudly that he was not going to use up the five training bullets at once.