Chapter Twenty-Seven: Savage Growth

On the camp of the plundering regiment, with bursts of roars, a large group of big men were sweating and frantically training the basic skills taught by Commander Cao. If you look closely, the training of these guys is very simple, but it exudes a back-to-basics flavor, there are not many fancy moves, and they are all straightforward routines.

In the words of Commander Cao, on the battlefield, it is always the easiest and most practical way to open and close such as stabbing and slashing. Ordinary people may not take it seriously, but those who have a little vision know that Grand Master Cao's vision is definitely vicious. These five big and three rough guys, what knightly doctrine and gorgeous martial arts do you teach them, they are simply playing a game. For fighters like them, this kind of training is tailor-made for them.

"Every move has a balance point of force, and if the balance is broken, then the move loses its lethality, which is commonly referred to as a breaking move. Captain Cao took a deep puff of the bulging cigar and plagiarized the essence of Jeet Kune Do in a serious manner: "This sounds simple, but in fact, it is necessary to have extremely rich on-the-spot experience and prediction, without thousands of exercises, even if you know this truth, you can't use it." ”

Fighting skills are very simple for the main fighters of the raiding group, two or three people can form an extremely simple combined attack lineup, and the purpose is also very simple, only one of the simplest cooperation, forcing the opponent to block it, their strength can make any collision become deadly. Breaking the opponent's balance, unloading the opponent's attack, and then counterattacking with a lethal move is the theme of Captain Cao's recent drills.

Basic skills are valuable, but basic skills are not attractive to laymen. Just like these monotonous and uniform moves that the soldiers of the raiding group are practicing frantically now, in the eyes of those rabbit aunts in the mud snail, they are like adolescent little men who have nowhere to vent their energy after eating every day. They had watched many times, only to find that the boys of these raiding groups were turning over and over again.

It was like the outrageously exaggerated pair of thick-backed machetes of the boar warriors of the Giant Forest in their hands. There are almost no fancy, either horizontal batching or vertical chopping, these moves, a half-sized rabbit child can be easily made, what is the challenge? If you can also practice what kind of martial arts master Cao Tuan said in his mouth, it is really strange. The bunny aunts are simple, but they're not stupid. After watching it a few times, the rabbit aunts didn't even bother to take another look.

However, the group of raiders is still "immersed" in their own little world, as if they have been blinded by lard. I don't care what other people think. As long as the boss has instructions, even if it is a mountain of swords and fire, he will definitely not frown.

And Commander Cao was more and more happy the more he watched, because these soldiers were getting closer and closer to his expectations. Only Captain Cao knows how cruel the training course he has formulated for them is, not to mention these inherently good materials, even if a waste material is brutally manipulated by such a cruel process every day, he is definitely an out-and-out master after a while.

The world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, and Commander Cao is actually training his own warriors with this thought. On the battlefield, to put it bluntly, the purpose is to cut down the enemy and overturn it. You go up and do dozens of gorgeous backflips followed by a few difficult mid-air turns. It's heartbreakingly gorgeous, but so what? The enemy doesn't have any, you can't take it yourself.

On the battlefield, they are all playing with real knives and guns. There is no need for such a formal occasion to be involved in the usual fights. It's also a straight-for-all move, as long as your knife can slash your enemies before they hit you, and your gun can stab your enemies before they stab you, that's enough.

After this time. Commander Cao was clearly able to see the significant changes in this group of soldiers. They had indeed reached a state of Dacheng where they had no distractions and returned to their roots, and the average hand speed of each person was at least several times faster than before they started this special attack exercise! What could have been more satisfying than this? Even if he hadn't drunk yet. Captain Cao felt that he was about to get drunk.

Pi Jiaotou walked around the crowd with his hands behind his back, and he was also so happy that he got carried away with the posture of leading the inspection work. As soon as he finished the escort team, the head of the Pi Jiao rushed over non-stop, ready to dare to join in the fun before the sun went down, hugging the thigh of the head of the Cao regiment to play fox and fake tiger.

"Barkley, your kid has grown a lot in this skill recently!" Sect Leader looked at a one-man tall stake in front of Barkley, his eyes widened in a serious manner, and his tone could not hide his amazement.

Barkley had just practiced hundreds of vertical slashes, just a monotonous move, and his imaginary target was the wooden stake in front of him. But there was not a single real stake on the stake of a hundred vertical slashes, and there was no movement at all except the sharp cracking of two large knives, and Barkley was more like a pretentious woodcutter.

Barkley's twin knives hovered between millimeters above the stake every time, not by chance, but every time. The distance between the blade and the cross-section of the stake is not even difficult to slip a single hair through. And there was also an extra white mark blown out by the knife wind on the cross-section of the stake, and it sank to a depth of nearly an inch, which is the result of Barkley's knife practice today.

Just imagine how terrifying it would take to practice the wrist strength and the sharp observation and intuition required to get to this point, thinking back to ten days ago, when the group of silverback warriors had just joined the battle sequence of the raiding group. Barkley doesn't know how many stakes to split every day, and this stake has been "living" under his knife for two or three days, so it is conceivable that this fat man with a layer of fat on his stomach no matter how he practiced, really tried his heart to compete with himself.

The head of the leather sect can be regarded as watching carefully from the side for a long time, and even a master like him admires it. Sect Leader Pi had to sigh that the courses that Captain Cao came up with looked like they were playing, but in fact, they were really cultivating masters. Even a master like Sect Leader Pi didn't dare to pat his chest and say that he had passed those training courses of Captain Cao.

Buckley is vain, but he's going to go crazy for his goddamn vanity. In his words, today's hard work is for tomorrow's forced pretending to be more charming.

The group of silverback warriors led by Lebang has also undergone a major transformation of 3,600 degrees these days. At the beginning, when he knew that the number of people who could go crazy on their own was not as large as theirs, no matter how humble Lebang was, he would inevitably be complacent. What's more, this guy is not a modest person in the first place, and his tail almost didn't reach the sky.

"Give you half a month, I don't want to see anything else except a horizontal body. At that time, the head of the regiment Cao just smiled and said such a sentence, without one more word.

As a result, these rather arrogant silverback warriors were half-fucked after only the first day of training in the raiding regiment, and when it was time to rest, it was difficult for a group of big men to crawl a few meters on the ground. And looking at the old team of the raiding group, these guys were still talking and laughing after being hard all day, and Lebang and the others immediately put away that ridiculous sense of superiority and became extremely honest.

Their physical strength and endurance were nothing compared to the veteran team of the raiding regiment, but just thinking about what would happen if the two were to fight each other on the battlefield, Lebang felt that he was in a cold sweat on his back. All that can be done is to frantically catch up with the pace of these comrades.

"Knowing how to do martial arts doesn't mean anything, and fighting skills don't have to be a killing move. Those fighting skills that are suitable for gladiatorial fights or performances may be beautiful and fancy, and they may be able to deceive the favor of some young girls. But on the battlefield, that is a waste of one's own strength! The cruelty and bloodiness of collective combat are completely different from the performance of one's own fighting, and one's fighting alone and individual heroism have no effect in the slightest except to make people die faster on the battlefield! What we have to practice is the simplest and most lethal killing technique, with the ultimate goal of saving strength and improving one's own combat efficiency.

Military personnel are a profession with a strong professional nature. Those who can embroider their legs with fists and guns, and those who can dance guns and stick are called monkeys, not soldiers. It can deal the heaviest blow to the enemy on the battlefield, can be suitable for flexible and changeable command, and can adapt to multi-environment operations. With strict discipline, fine traditions, indomitable will and military soul deep in the bone marrow, that is called a professional soldier.

And all this can only be achieved through years of professional military training. The military qualities of the commanders, the combat skills of the soldiers, and the trust and cooperation between each other all have to take a lot of time to fully build.

Only by being familiar with one's own characteristics, understanding the advantages and disadvantages between friend and foe and changing offensive and defensive tactics, and having an independent and perfect intelligence system, a reliable command system, and diversified combat units can one become a real trump card powerhouse. Head Cao clapped his hands and shouted his core ideas on the side.

What he wants to train is not a guard of honor that can stand in a military posture and pose at any time and anywhere, but a real iron-blooded soldier! Not only must he cultivate the discipline of carrying out orders and prohibitions, but he must also let them form a unique team civilization spirit and form a tradition of a plundering regiment that has been passed down from generation to generation! Abundant physical fitness, strong body, terrifying individual soldiers, and collective combat effectiveness are only the most basic requirements.

In addition, they must also exercise their flexible mobility ability, changeable and keen sense of battlefield smell, seamless on-the-spot coordination, and the most important thing to be able to truly stand proudly in the forest of strong soldiers, that is, unwavering faith and unique military spirit! (To be continued......