The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

And only when performing tasks and fighting, snipers will be assigned to various flame special operations teams in the form of sniper teams for fire support operations.

Because the snipers are hiding in the dark, and most of the time they are separated from other soldiers. It is okay not to be exposed, but once they are exposed, they will encounter crazy retaliation from the enemy.

The group of snipers trained by Yang Ling and the others had suffered heavy losses in successive battles, and most of them were killed by the devil's artillery fire.

Seeing such a group of new snipers joining now, snipers Zhang Hai and Han Er felt that the task on their shoulders was heavy while they were happy.

They didn't even have time to watch the selection of other special arms, so they excitedly took the more than 30 veterans back.

"Pack up all your bedding rolls for me, and then we will train individually."

Zhang Hai's first order was to centrally settle these veterans and let them live together to facilitate training at that time.

These veterans didn't have any objections, as long as they came, they would be safe, so they quickly moved their simple luggage.

But when these veterans were expecting Zhang Hai and the others to issue them Mosin Nagant sniper rifles, or at least the [-]-modified rifles that captured the devils, Zhang Hai unexpectedly gave them nothing. Bring a few sacks of soybeans over.

"From now on, each of you will give me ten thousand soybeans one by one." Zhang Hai said to these veterans.

"What? Counting soybeans?"

After hearing Zhang Hai's words, these veterans all looked at each other in blank dismay, what the hell?It's fine if you don't fire a gun, but asking them to count soybeans is not tossing people.

"Sir, we are a sniper team. We are here to learn how to shoot and beat little devils. What do you mean by asking us to count soybeans?" A veteran asked puzzled.

Although some veterans have good marksmanship, they have been fed bullets on the battlefield for a long time, but they are still far from a qualified sniper.

Because snipers need to get rid of all distracting thoughts and get rid of all interferences on the battlefield where there is a lot of bullets, so that they can concentrate on hitting the enemy accurately. These veterans have not yet reached such a level.

"I asked you to count soybeans to exercise your mental concentration. Don't be stunned. If you don't count ten thousand, don't rest today." Han Er, the deputy captain of the sniper team, said.

Although these veterans were full of doubts about this method, since the sniper captain Zhang Hai said it was useful, they could only follow suit.

In the eyes of these veterans, isn't it just tens of thousands of soybeans, and it's not too difficult.

Each of them took a sea bowl and began to squat on the ground and count soybeans one by one.

At the beginning, I could maintain a high degree of concentration, but when I counted them, I found that I didn't know how much I had counted, so I had to go back and start again.

"Damn, don't count."

Repeating it again and again is simply torture for some impatient veterans.

"Let's count slowly, count calmly, and don't be impatient."

Compared to the veteran who was about to break the jar, the veteran Lu Wenen seemed very calm, his whole person was as calm as water, and he didn't miss anything at all.

When the sun went down in the evening, there were still veterans who hadn't counted all the soybeans. Facing these little beans, they wanted to go crazy.

"Should we let them start again tomorrow?" Seeing that there were still more than a dozen veterans who had not completed the task, Han Er suggested.

Zhang Hai shook his head: "Let them continue to count after eating, to sharpen their temper, we are snipers, we can't be too impatient."

For several days in a row, these veterans selected to the sniper team did nothing but squatted on the ground and counted soybeans.

However, the effect is also obvious. At the beginning, many people could not complete the task on time. In the end, they could almost count enough beans within the specified time.

After counting the beans, Zhang Hai didn't delay, and directly brought these veterans to the forest near the camp, and began training in camouflage and lurking.

At the beginning, they were allowed to stand up and move their muscles by lurking for an hour or two, but in the end they were not allowed to move for at least half a day, which made these veterans feel uncomfortable.

Those various bugs kept crawling on their bodies, which made them want to drive them away from time to time, but every exposure would extend the latent training for an hour. Facing such torture, one veteran directly couldn't stand it and gave up.

Zhang Hai didn't stop him, and directly asked Han Er to send him away. What he needed was a well-trained sniper. If he couldn't even suffer this, he would only harm himself and his companions if he went to fight the devils.

Text 430 Chapter [-] Torment

The training of the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade is in full swing. Yang Ling and the others have had several training experiences, and although there are a little more people this time, they are still orderly.

These veterans were originally a little arrogant. After all, they were the backbone of each army and won the trust of the officers.

But only a few days after arriving in the Lieyan Special Forces Brigade, all their arrogance was polished away, and then only obedience remained, and then obedience.

The food standard of the Lieyan Special Warfare Brigade is high, but they can't stand the devilish training. These veterans spend all day on the training ground. If their movements are slow or not standard, they will be scolded by the instructors of the Lieyan Special Warfare Brigade. Do it all over again.

Some grumpy veterans couldn't help getting angry after being called around and repeated boring actions.

But the tragedy is that the instructors in charge of their Raging Flame Special Forces Brigade are better than them in all aspects. These veterans who resist will not only be beaten to the ground by the instructors, but will also be punished more severely.

After so many times of tossing, even though these veterans felt that the instructors were very unhappy in their hearts, they had to grit their teeth and complete the training.

Yang Ling and the others are training according to the requirements of special operations forces. Not only are there many types, but they are also very difficult.

In just half a month, more than 300 veterans were directly eliminated, but with the passage of time, fewer and fewer people were eliminated, and most of them have adapted to this high-intensity rhythm.

Moreover, under the nourishment of good food, these veterans who were originally sallow and emaciated gradually began to grow taller, which made Yang Ling very pleased.

"Damn, grandpa is exhausted to death."

After a day of training, the veterans returned to the barracks. These veterans practiced crawling under the barbed wire covered with various animal offal all day long. meters distance.

Veterans who did not meet the standards would constantly ask to start over, which made them miserable. Many people's trousers were worn out, and their palms were torn.

"I don't know when such a day will end."

They are beaten to death every day, even if they are elite veterans, they are almost at their limit.

"If you give up now, you won't have to train tomorrow, why don't we give up together."

Seeing these companions who were paralyzed on the bed after returning to the barracks and did not want to move, some veterans urged them to leave.

"Give up what a fart. If I give up now, wouldn't it be half a month of hard work for nothing? No, no, I have to persevere no matter what."

"Yes, we can't be looked down upon by others. We are from the First Honor Division. We can't embarrass our old army."

"You guys, it's a shame to save face. If I can't hold on tomorrow, I'll go back." A veteran said with some broken jars.

"Ghosts believe your words, so you can shake the morale of the army."

Some veterans didn't bother to talk to him, and found a comfortable position to lie on the bed and said, "Persistence can always make it through, I don't believe that I am inferior to others!"

"Lights out, lights out!"

While these veterans were talking in the barracks, the voice of the instructor of the Lie Yan Special Operations Brigade came from outside.

"Go to sleep, let's go to sleep, maybe tomorrow we will think of a way to torment us." A veteran blew out the oil lamp, and the room fell into darkness.

These exhausted veterans quickly fell into a deep sleep. They had been training from dawn to dusk without stopping, so they also fell into a deep sleep.