Yang Ling's regiment was replenished with more than 2,000 recruits who were full of enthusiasm for serving the country, and the team became strong again, and the shouts on the training ground shook the sky, but Yang Ling's mood was not happy at all.

He had already obtained the general situation of these recruits from the military station, because of the large loss of troops on the front line, so this batch of recruits who were urgently transferred to the front line were pulled up to make up for the troops before the training was completed, and they did not even complete the basic firearms training.

Yang Ling's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, although the recruits are full of patriotic enthusiasm, but in the cruel battlefield, it is far from enough to have a passion for blood, they must have the strength to survive, otherwise they can only be cannon fodder on the battlefield.

Brigade Commander Zhou Zhidao didn't give Yang Ling much time, only a week, and they would be put on the battlefield in a week, with the current strength of the troops, I am afraid that they would not even be able to withstand a round of attacks by devils.

"Pass my order, and the training intensity of the troops will be doubled!"

As the saying goes, sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime, in order to be able to prevent these recruits from becoming cannon fodder in the upcoming battle, so that they can have the strength to walk off the battlefield alive.

Yang Ling gave a harsh pre-war training order, he believed that the training was a little harder and more tired, and it was much better than dying at the gunpoint of the devil at that time, but he just hoped that everything would be in time.

The veterans who served as grassroots officers also understood Yang Ling's hard work, they all came from which ghost gate, and naturally knew that in such a cruel battle, if they didn't have excellent strength, then they would turn into a cold corpse.

Yang Ling's order to increase the intensity of training has been thoroughly implemented by the veteran officers, who were all promoted by Yang Ling and are absolutely obedient to Yang Ling.

At the shooting training ground, targets drawn with black charcoal on simple wooden signs stood on the ridges, and the recruits in brand-new uniforms stood neatly in the open space, waiting for shooting training.

Many of the recruits had never even touched a gun before they arrived, and at this moment, they were both excited and a little scared when they fumbled with the slightly deep and cold seventy-nine rifle in their hands.

The excitement is that they can finally have a gun of their own, and the fear is that they are about to use this rifle to fight and kill.

"Now that each of you has three bullets in your hands, this is your last chance to shoot before you go to war! If you want to have the fourth chance to shoot, you must cherish these three opportunities to shoot, and when you shoot, you will shoot according to what I taught you, everyone must remember the feeling of shooting, think about it repeatedly, do you understand?! ”

The veteran "madman", who was temporarily appointed as an instructor for shooting training, was now standing in front of the queue of recruits with a seven-nine rifle in his hand and screaming loudly.

"Got it!" The voices of the recruits were loud and neat, for the fierce veterans next to them were staring at them, and whoever was inattentive would be hit with the butt of a rifle in the head.

Although the veterans are rude and brutal, they can quickly get the recruits into the training state and achieve the best training effect, so they don't care what way they use.

"Alright, let's start practicing shooting!" The veteran "madman" shouted to the recruits of the first column: "A platoon out of the ranks!"

A platoon of recruits came out with guns in hand, and they all volunteered to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, so everyone stood straight and stared at the target in front of them.

"Lie on the spot!" The veteran maniac ordered loudly.

When the recruits in the first platoon heard the madman's order, some of them immediately fell down, while others hesitated because of the muddy water on the ground, fearing that they would stain their clothes.

"Fuck, my ears are stuffed with donkey hair, lie down for Lao Tzu!" Seeing that several recruits hesitated, several veterans who assisted immediately rushed up and kicked them down in the muddy water.

Seeing the fierce appearance of the veterans, these recruits were covered in mud and wanted to turn their heads to refute, but they were kicked over several times in the head, making them embarrassed.

"Reload!" The veteran maniac stared at the recruits with a cold face and said coldly.

Faced with the fierce gaze of the veteran madman, the unconvinced recruits could only swallow their stomachs and hurriedly reload.

"One hundred and fifty meters in front of the target, shoot freely!"

The madman's voice came again, and the fallen recruits pulled their guns and put the butts on their shoulders.

"Bang-bang-" The dull sound of gunfire came, and the recruits shook their shoulders and pulled the triggers one after another.

The wooden plaque one hundred and fifty meters away was suddenly splintered with sawdust by bullets, but more bullets flew high into the sky, and many recruits were numb from the arms of needles.

"Remember the essentials of shooting, stand up, go down and summarize the understanding!"

The recruits' first shot was not satisfactory, although the distance was only a short 150 meters, but most of them were dragging the target, and only a few people hit the target.

The veterans naturally praised these prospective recruits in public on the spot, which made the rest of the recruits annoyed and jealous, and at the same time, they secretly encouraged themselves, hoping that they would be able to hit the target next time they shot and not be compared to others.

The recruits went up in batches to shoot to find a feeling, and when they lay down in the firing position for the second time, they found that their target was no longer a wooden card, but a pig and dog captured from the village.

On the battlefield, it is necessary to see blood, and Yang Ling's training time is short, and there is a big difference between just hitting a wooden target and hitting a live animal, so the first battalion commander Lu Xing brought a living animal to let the recruits train their courage.

The eager recruits lost face in the last shot, and they wanted to save face in this shot, but they found that there were living creatures placed on the opposite side, and they immediately hesitated.

"Reload! Free Aim Shooting! The veteran maniac's voice was as mechanical and cold as ever.

The recruits subconsciously reloaded, pulled the gun to push the bullet onto the load, but hesitated when they pulled the trigger.

"What are you waiting for! Do you need Lao Tzu to teach you how to shoot again?! ”

Seeing that the recruits had a psychological barrier to fighting live creatures, the veteran maniac roared loudly.

Although the veteran maniac was roaring, the recruits really couldn't do it, and they could shoot calmly in the face of the plank, but it was a living thing.

"Shoot! Shoot! The veterans on the side also rushed up and kicked and yelled.

"Ahh One of the recruits closed his eyes, pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew high of the air, missing anything.

The veteran angrily dragged the recruit up with his eyes closed and shot and asked, "You fuck, who told you to close your eyes and shoot, who taught you!" What do I ask you?! ”

Under the scolding and kicking of the veterans, the recruits finally opened fire, and the bullets puffed into the bodies of wild dogs and domestic pigs, and a large stream of blood rushed out of the wind.

All afternoon, all the recruits shot at the living targets, and although the targets behind them were full of holes and miserable, they were still forced to shoot.