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When they slipped to the training ground, the atmosphere on the field was in full swing, hundreds of people poured out the water around the center of the training ground, and from time to time there were loud cheers.

Looking at the training schedule in his hand, this should be the basic training period of the three companies, what are these guys doing?

Liu Lang curiously squeezed into the crowd.

The soldiers' attention was focused on the field, and no one paid attention to the fat tuanza crowded in around them.

There were eight people standing in the middle of the field, which was only a few dozen square meters in circumference, divided into two sides. Liu Lang is quite familiar with one side, it is a few veterans headed by a man named Hu Dazhuang, Hu Dazhuang is as famous as his person, tall and majestic, and his strength is also famous among the 500 veterans, and he also entered the top 50 in the first running assessment, so Liu Lang still has an impression of him.

The veterans are holding a 1.65-meter-long wooden stick, wearing a protective suit made of rattan coarse, which is a substitute for the arrival of training tools.

And Liu Lang, who was standing in the lead opposite, was also familiar with it, that is, the temperamentless Cai Dadao who was not convinced by the rookie name that day but was hit by Liu Lang with two masters, and the remaining Liu Lang didn't know much about it, and they were all wearing rattan, but what they were holding in their hands was a wooden stick that was two sizes thicker and a lot shorter.

Whether it is a wooden stick or a stick, it is stained with white lime.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, both sides shouted and rushed towards each other.

As the saying goes, an inch long is an inch strong, the veterans led by Hu Dazhuang use sticks as thorns, all of them have angry eyes and fierce momentum, facing a few recruits with wooden sticks, regardless of the chest is a stab, if the stab, even if there is a protective clothing made of rattan, I am afraid that several recruits will have to suffer a lot, and a large bruise is unavoidable.

Liu Lang nodded slightly, the veterans of the national army he recruited were worthy of being elite, and they were at their current level, although they may be slightly weaker than the legendary Japanese army that ended the battlefield with bayonets, but the gap should be limited.

His eyes were staring at Cai Dadao's chest, "Ha" Hu Dazhuang exhaled and roared, at least he used eight points of force to pierce Cai Dadao's chest.

Hu Dazhuang also held back a fire, and finally mixed from the big head soldier to the sergeant squad leader, but there was such a thorny recruit under his subordinates, I heard that he was going to engage in stabbing training, and he jumped out directly to raise objections.

Is this still worth it? What is the most important thing in the army? It's a military order, it's a rule, how can there be no rules? No matter how powerful the big knife in your Cai Dadao is, you still have to practice the stabbing that should be practiced.

If the former 19th Route Army had been put aside, such a thorn would have been beaten by several veterans a long time ago, and the beating would have been obedient. However, now the military law of the Independent Regiment is very strict, and recruits are not allowed to be bullied and punished arbitrarily, and violators will be locked up at the least, or removed from their current positions and remixed from the top soldiers.

Since you can't fight or punish, then use the rules of the battlefield to make him understand that a broadsword alone cannot compete with a two-foot-long bayonet.

With Cai Dadao in charge, a few recruits who have practiced martial arts and have good swordsmanship have jumped out of the recruit team. They are all young men with strong blood, and they are trained by the veterans as grandsons every day, and the young men have long been holding back their strength to shout at the veterans.

Hu Dazhuang directly called a few old comrades-in-arms, and took the simple version of the bayonet to face the thorn recruits. Cai Dadao, who likes to hold a big knife, directly replaced it with a big wooden stick of about the same length, but this time he learned the lesson of the last time, to compare it, he can't take illegal weapons, and can only use a wooden stick with a length similar to a rifle.

Last time, Shi Datou's super big wooden stick left a lot of shadows in his heart.

The barracks itself is a place full of hormones, and several company commanders who led the team simply turned a blind eye and let them compare.

The distance between the two is only more than ten meters, Hu Dazhuang is like a tiger descending the mountain, and the distance between the two is shortened by less than three meters in a few big steps, and the wooden stick itself is enough to be 1.6 meters plus the length of the arm, and the tip of the stick between the electric and flint is already about to poke Cai Dadao's chest.

Cai Dadao, who had been motionless and holding a wooden stick in one hand, suddenly moved, the wooden stick slammed upward, "bang" only heard a muffled sound, Hu Dazhuang's wooden stick was no longer able to keep stabbing forward, the head of the stick pointed obliquely to the sky, but the body involuntarily rushed forward.

At this time, the advantage of the short wooden stick in Cai Dadao's hand was undoubtedly obvious, although it was also swinged, the tip of the stick was pierced towards Hu Dazhuang.

Hu Dazhuang, who opened the middle door, was not a weak hand, and swung the wooden stick in his hand to block the attacking wooden stick, but unexpectedly, Cai Dadao's right leg suddenly popped out like lightning and kicked directly between Hu Dazhuang's legs.

Mother's legs, why is this kid so poisonous? Hu Dazhuang was shocked, and tried his best to turn around to avoid the vital point, but this kick couldn't be avoided anyway, and with a "bang", Hu Dazhuang was kicked by Cai Dadao and staggered back.

Without being dazzled, these few rabbits fell and fell, and Cai Dadao forced the menacing Hu Dazhuang back in an instant, causing the recruits to applaud.

And the other pairs of catching and fighting are still "bang, bang", you and I are blocking and fighting, which is extremely lively.

Cai Dadao didn't chase after him, and stood proudly in place and said, "Squad Leader Hu, you have lost." ”

"Nonsense, where did Lao Tzu lose? Take a kick on the battlefield and count it as a ball, and come back. Hu Dazhuang waved the wooden stick in his hand, blushing and replying with a thick neck.

was kicked in the face by a recruit, of course Hu Dazhuang's face was a little unbearable, but this was far less annoying than the rookie egg's sentence that you lost.

Cai Dadao smiled and didn't speak again. If it was an enemy, he was 90% sure that he would slash his head as he staggered back and lost his balance.

It's just that he didn't dare to say this, and no matter how stunned he was, he also knew that saying this in public would make the veteran squad leader lose face at all. Moreover, after this period of training, in addition to hand-to-hand combat, he is sure to beat the veteran, this veteran squad leader still makes him admire, and his brute strength is unmatched in the whole company, and he has earned a lot of points for his class.

He came out today, not all for the show, but also to tell the commanders that the knife in his hand was more powerful than the bayonet of the Japanese devils.

"Alright, that's it! Da Zhuang, you lose, if Cai Dadao has a real big blade in his hand, you are already a ghost under his knife at this time. Liu Lang separated the two recruits in front of him who were still cheering warmly, walked into the arena and said.

The group is coming. The cheers of the audience came to an abrupt end.

Although Liu Lang did not participate much in the guidance of recruit training during this time, it did not affect the majesty of Liu Lang's recruits. Not only did he make the devil training plan terrifying the recruits, but the recruits had already heard a lot about this fat group from the veterans. Whether it was single-handedly killing a little devil in a heavily armed combat squad, or taking more than 20 remnants of soldiers to kill the Japanese wing headquarters with one shot, or a dozen people dared to counter-charge against hundreds of Japanese troops, and survived to the end. Any one is enough to make the recruits worship it.

Their awesome fat regiment is definitely standing at the pinnacle of military individual combat, which is the deepest understanding of the word soldier after two months of hard training.