Double happiness is coming.

Two million bright gold and silver were piled up in front of Meng Xiang, making him in a trance for a long time. In his previous life, where had he ever seen so much gold and silver up close. Although these were not as dazzling as those in the big gold houses, this pile of gold and silver was completely his own at this time.

It could only be at this time, after a period of rarity, Meng Xiang still reluctantly took them all into the base.

The training center was also built after seven days.

As soon as the construction of the training center was completed, Meng Xiang immediately filled the only three training places.

There are only three training positions in the Level 1 Training Center, which means that only three people can be trained at a time. Moreover, the trainers need to pay a training fee.

The gunner only needs 1,000 yuan, the tank commander needs 5,000 yuan, the pilot needs 10,000 yuan, the captain is also 10,000 yuan, and the chief engineer and chief mate also need 5,000 to 10,000 yuan.

There is also a preferential policy here, the above price is for level 0 clone soldiers, if it is a first-level soldier can be discounted by eight, a second-level soldier can be paid at half price, a third-level soldier only needs a three-fold discount, and the third-level or above is free training.

This rule made Meng Xiang very strange, his subordinates had not yet reached the fourth level, only a few people such as Niu Yi and Rat Yi had reached the third level. But under Xiaohua's forbiddenness, he didn't ask any more questions. With two million, this money is immediately paid, and a gunner, a pilot, and a tank commander are trained first.

Many of the soldiers under his command are already level 2 and can enjoy half-price discounts.

The duration of the training ranges from one to three days. A qualified gunner will do the trick for a day, but both the pilot and the tank commander need three days of training. As for the captain and vice president and other naval officers and the like, it is not in Meng Xiang's consideration now.

It is said that in this to three days, the clones can master the content to be learned proficiently in the super simulator, and after they come out, they can be called skilled elite soldiers.

According to this statement, the money is not unjustly spent.

The always-on base restrictions have long been expected by Meng Xiang. Although when it was not built, Xiaohua always prompted to explore on its own, but after it was completed, Xiaohua still had questions to answer. It didn't take long for everything in the training center to be carefully recorded by Meng Xiang, but he still underestimated the complex surname of the base.

When the first pilot, Feng Yi, faced the German BF-109B fighter specially produced by Meng Xiang, Feng Yi's words still made Meng Xiang burst into tears.

"I'm not familiar with this plane, so I may not be able to do it well."

"Haven't you already been trained at the training center? Obviously they should all be trained and qualified? Meng Xiang asked this point three times,

"The content of the training center is from the First World War, and it is a bit outdated. New knowledge has not been updated yet! ”

"Outdated? Update? Meng Xiang, who had already felt that he could calmly face the various restrictions of the base, only felt that he was almost about to collapse at that moment. It cost a million, and it's actually outdated.

"Need to keep upgrading!" Xiaohua's calm words finally made Meng Xiang cry.

"Is it easy? Is it easy for me to save money? ”

"Update! Update! Updates are king! ”

One after another, Meng Xiang also learned that in fact, as long as the clone soldier slowly upgrades and upgrades to a certain level, the more the ban will be lifted in the body, and the faster he will master the knowledge and skills related to it. It's like a first-level training center, facing the fourth-level clone soldiers, they are all free training, even if they don't train, they can quickly master it after a period of exploration and learning, but it's not necessarily so systematic and comprehensive.

Similarly, to achieve the abilities provided by the Level 2 Training Center, you need to reach the level of a Level 5 Clone Soldier to be able to learn and master it quickly. After the chicken was trained, although there was an additional title of first-class pilot in the back, it was still a little difficult for the German aircraft at this time. After all, the German BF-109B aircraft belongs to the secondary scientific field, which was developed after the technology of the First World War.

What was waiting in front of Meng Xiang was either waiting for the clones to slowly upgrade themselves, or upgrading the training center.

What else can Meng Xiang say, he has to wait until the clone soldiers are upgraded one by one, and he doesn't know when? Now there is an urgent need for talents, and it can only be convenient to upgrade the training center with a surname.

In the end, Meng Xiang, who had been admitted to graduate school for a long time, calmed down, and with a foundation of two million, he also strengthened a lot. Directly one last name paid for the one million cost of the upgrade.

After a day of upgrading, the training center can already train nine people at a time. Feng Yi and the other three returned to the furnace for reconstruction, and at the same time, there were six other units with experimental surnames that were trained. This time, Feng Yi's three-person upgraded training only took one day. The higher the level, the shorter the duration of the training. When Feng Yi came out and skillfully indulged the BF-109B aircraft to make various movements, Meng Xiang finally let go of half of his thoughts. The three more vacant places were immediately filled.

When Meng Xiang learned that a commander could only have one training center under his jurisdiction, he died of the idea of building again, and could only make full use of each place.

Doctors are a must on the front lines.

These three days can train a junior war doctor, which can also be said to be against the sky. Although the level of junior doctors is not very high, the general field surgery is more than enough. This not only made Meng Xiang look forward to a higher level of doctors.

Meng Xiang's favorite special forces are also among the training, which also takes three days. But there is no Tanya that Meng Xiang has been looking forward to.

Meng Xiang has always wondered, is there not a single female among so many clones? Even the rabbit warriors of the medical staff are all rough old men. In this regard, Xiaohua has long said that he does not have enough authority now, and he must be at the third level before he can learn more about it. This also means that below the third level, it is likely that there will be no female soldiers.

Thinking about the appearance of the cloned handsome guys, Meng Xiang, who has been looking forward to the clone beauties by his side, is very regretful.

Regret to regret, there is no Tanya for the time being, Meng Xiang had to produce a muscular old man. Without the baptism of the battlefield, the special forces are only superb in various techniques and tactics, and their murderous eyes lack that bloody smell. Virtual killings are not a complete substitute for reality.

However, the level of special forces is indeed high, and in the experiment, one person can defeat up to ten ordinary clones of the same level. This limit has already made Meng Xiang very satisfied, and a very cheesy special forces team called Wolf Tooth was established first, and there is only one person for the time being.

Training as a sniper is also listed separately.

Although the sniper level of the snake warriors is good, it is not systematic, only the marksmanship is more accurate, plus a little instinctive means of concealment. When the snake warriors on the Nanjing front line faced the sharpshooters of the Seventh Brigade, they sacrificed seventeen, which was about one to one death ratio with the opponent's marksman.

Looking at Snake Er, who has been trained for three days, Meng Xiang is looking forward to the appearance of the mysterious blocker who sealed his throat with one shot in later film and television works.

(2nd shift after 12 noon)