Chapter 42 A steady stream of equipment

On the training ground, Han Feng stood there, looking at the night sky, thinking.

What Qian said to those soldiers just now was really good.

If you want to train these raw melon eggs to be able to compete with special forces, you must first understand the training methods of special forces.

But these thoughts, Han Feng had already made plans when he came to the recruit company.

Continue to train according to the planned schedule. After three months, it is really uncertain who will win.

Zhao Qiang, who was in the distance, sent the recruits back to the dormitory. After adjusting his mood, he came to Han Feng's side.

"Company commander, these recruits performed very well in the anti-terrorism training today, do you want to continue tomorrow?"

Han Feng frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "Well, it's not just anti-terrorism training, tomorrow people will fill up the puddles and quagmire in the distance."

"In the morning, we will train on 400-meter obstacle cross-country and shooting training. In the afternoon, we will conduct anti-terrorism and fighting training."

"Then put the weight-bearing cross-country in the morning exercises, and let the third platoon leader Li Bing teach these recruits how to fight and capture."

"In the past two days, I will tell you what I need to learn in the evening."

"At present, high-intensity training has not improved them much. We need to carry out diversified development."

"Yes!" Zhao Qiang nodded.

Two days later, under the training one after another, these recruits almost forgot what happened a few days ago.

No one mentioned any annoying things anymore, they all had intense training under Han Feng's arrangement.

Lao Hu watched this group of soldiers drill like this and knew that they would not be able to go back to the recruit company for a while.

The ingredients they brought were not enough, so they had to arrange some soldiers from the cooking squad to go to a nearby county to purchase a batch of ingredients.

At the same time, their company arranged for someone to go to the regiment headquarters to pick up another jeep.

This abandoned training base has a large area, and one more jeep will save a lot of effort.

After Nie Weiguo returned to the headquarters, in order to support the training of these recruits, he arranged for a lot of guns and ammunition to be sent to them.

Qian Tong also quietly used his connections to get other troops to send various types of sniper rifles.

The recruits in the company were not idle, and they all went to Zhang Tianyu to borrow their mobile phones to contribute their hearts to the company.

One day when Han Feng had nothing to do to check the warehouse, he found that there were a lot of weapons piled up in the warehouse.

There are silenced pistols, special sabers, special crossbows, automatic rifles, submachine guns, light machine guns, and even rocket launchers.

He looked at these good things and fell into deep thought.

Han Feng activated the special instructor system, so he naturally knew how to use these equipment.

But those platoon leaders and squad leaders seemed unfamiliar with these weapons.

Looking at the large amount of supplies delivered in the past few days, the group of officers seemed extremely shocked.

Some are directly pulled over by transport vehicles, and some are even transported by air by transport helicopters.

The people who delivered the supplies to them were all the same. After delivering the supplies, they turned around and left without saying a word.

One morning, the recruits were firing live ammunition at the firing range.

They were all guilty, and they all flinched when they saw Han Feng.

Han Feng was like Ming Jing in his heart, after he refused the help of Qian Tong and the others that night.

They changed their approach.

Although Han Feng did not agree with them doing this, the weapons and equipment they sent had a significant effect on improving the recruits.

Han Feng didn't say much. He armed the recruits with the weapons and ammunition they sent.

Let the ordinary soldiers become soldiers like special forces.

The platoon leader Zhao Qiang looked at the recruits who were being trained from a distance, and said with a smile: "Company commander, you really armed them up."

"If the head of the group sees it when I go back, I guess he will feel unbalanced again."

"It is estimated that no one in the entire Iron Fist group is richer than our company. Looking at the entire group army, only the Lone Wolf Special Forces Brigade can compete with us."

Han Feng gave Zhao Qiang a blank look, and said speechlessly: "You still have the nerve to say it, why? You feel very proud?"

"What does this have to do with our officers? Aren't they all sent by recruits using their connections?"

"Okay, let's not talk about it, let them speed up the training progress. When the recruit company trains for a month, there will be a recruit company evaluation. We have to go back before the evaluation, otherwise it will be too unreasonable."

"Yes!" Zhao Qiang saluted.

Immediately afterwards, he came to this group of recruits and began to supervise their training.

Li Bing, the leader of the third platoon beside Han Feng, smirked.

"Company Commander, in previous years, I would have been really worried when it came to the selection of new recruits."

"But I don't believe it this year. No one in our recruit company has ever been able to do it!"

"Just relying on the equipment of our recruits, we can scare them to pee!"

Han Feng kicked Li Bing's ass directly, and cursed helplessly.

"Don't push me here, kid, hurry up and urge their training. Have you arranged for the fighting and capture that you taught them?"

"If you're too free, just go for a five-kilometer run. You won't be serious all day long, and you won't learn from a platoon leader."

Li Bing scratched his head and smiled, and immediately ran towards the recruits who were training.

Compared with five kilometers, he would still like to watch the recruits training here.

At the same time, at the shooting training ground, Nie Fei was holding a high-precision sniper rifle, aiming at a wine bottle 500 meters away.

Nie Fei has been training for three days in sniper training, but he still hasn't made much progress.

Holding a rifle and shooting a moving target 400 meters away, there is no problem, and the results are always around the ninth and tenth rings.

After getting the sniper rifle, it was like a joke for him to hit 400 meters, and he also had a good hit rate at 800 meters.

But the 500-meter target was never named in China.

Qian Tong looked at it for a while, then stepped forward and said.

"Have you used a sniper rifle like this before?"

"Using a sniper rifle is quite different from a rifle. When using it, we have to consider distance, wind speed, humidity, gravity, etc."

After hearing this, the recruits on the side stepped forward to listen to Qian Tong's explanation.

After a while, many recruits surrounded the two of them.

Seeing this, the platoon leader on the side felt a little embarrassed.

They are all soldiers of ordinary companies. Faced with the equipment of these special forces, they really don't know how to use it, let alone how to teach it.

They have rich experience in ordinary training, but when it comes to special training, even Qian Tong has more knowledge than them.

Of these officers, only Han Feng understood these things thoroughly.

But Han Feng is their company commander, and he has to arrange many things, so he doesn't have much time to teach them.

At present, Qian Tong can only teach by the side.

(End of this chapter)

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