Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

"That's a good question." Li Yunlong stared, "Because I don't know either."

Suddenly stunned, the soldiers had nothing to say.

Li Yunlong said: "How to enter the Lone Wolf commando team, this matter is determined by the three idiots, he can do whatever he says."

At this time, Han Feng came out from the crowd of soldiers, and the soldiers were excited, "Comrade madman, how can your lone wolf commando get in? Also, the places you gave are too few! Our whole regiment still has Six, seven hundred people! Twenty people, how do we choose?"

Han Feng smiled and said: "I think you may have overcounted the number of places. As early as when I established the special training team, I conducted an assessment for the special training team and promised them that if they can pass the assessment, I will form a special training team in the future." They were allowed to join the Lone Wolf Commando, but all 11 members of the special training team passed, which means that there are only nine actual selection places left for the Lone Wolf Commando.”

Nine spots!Six 700 people compete for nine places!This is not nonsense!

There was a commotion in the team, and a bold soldier said: "Comrade madman, you are too unfair. Twenty places are not many, why did you give eleven to the special training team?"

"Even if it is, we may not be worse than your special training team!"

Li Yunlong and Zhang Dabiao watched the excitement in front of the crowd. Li Yunlong was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so he laughed more cheerfully, "I said Dabiao! How do you think this kid is going to select the Lone Wolf Commando?" the candidate?"

Zhang Dabiao shook his head: "If you don't read on, how would I know?"

"interesting."

"Captain, I want to try that too"

"Why the hell are you going to join in the fun?"

Zhang Dabiao said with a smile: "Leader, I'm just going to have a look. I'll come back after I pass the selection."

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The resistance of the soldiers in the new regiment was expected by Han Feng. After the soldiers complained about the injustice, Han Feng gathered the original special training team. Squad leader Liu Zheng and deputy squad leader Xu Fengshou also came. Han Feng said: "Comrades, all I disagree with you directly joining the Lone Wolf Commando, what are you going to do?"

Zhou Daniu smiled harmlessly at the new group of soldiers and animals around him, and said with a grin: "Platoon leader, this matter is simple, we will participate in the selection with the big guys, and who will get the twenty places by then? , each according to his ability."

The soldiers agreed with this very much, and the resistance to the special training team in their hearts immediately dissipated. Since the competition was fair, they had nothing to say.

Immediately afterwards, the unexpected assessment seemed to have started in a hurry. Han Feng pointed to a mountain not far away, and after all the soldiers followed his pointing gaze, he said:

"Did you see the high mountain in the distance? From here, follow the only mountain road that leads to the high mountain outside the regiment's residence, and return after reaching the bottom of the front foot. This is the first round of selection, and I only want the top [-].

Zhou Daniu, while participating in the competition, you are responsible for my supervision. No one can play tricks or cheat. "

"Yes!"

"Then let's go! Say it again, only the top one hundred." Han Feng's words were light and light.

After the team was stunned for a short time, it was like a stone was suddenly thrown into a calm lake. At the moment of ripples, all the new group of soldiers who reacted rushed towards the distant mountains like crazy. past.

"Head, I'm going." Zhang Dabiao and Li Yunlong said, and then joined the running team.

Li Yunlong cheerfully took out his binoculars and climbed up to the roof of the command room of the regiment headquarters to observe the situation. The guard Huzi beside him was gone, and he also ran to participate in the competition.

"Third idiot, what kind of bullshit selection are you kidding, just running? Competing with feet?" Li Yunlong put down his binoculars and asked Han Feng who was leisurely under the roof.

Han Feng said: "Leader, please let me play tricks! You will know soon."

Li Yunlong nodded and stopped talking. He continued to observe with the binoculars, and began to mutter words: "Oh, Zhang Dabiao, what did you do? You can't even compare to a few bastards from the special training team? No, just a few steps Lu, actually opened up such a big gap?"

"Huzi is doing well, except for the few special training teams, who are already at the forefront."

"Liu Zheng and Xu Fengshou, these two old things are amazing! At this age, they can't lose to these young people at all."

In Li Yunlong's binoculars, he saw that the 11 members of the special training team took the lead, followed by the assault platoon, and only a few children in the mountains could keep up behind them. It is better than ordinary fighters.

After about an hour or so, the running soldiers returned one after another. The first to return was naturally the special training team. For so long, except for fighting, their daily physical training has never been given up. Compared with running now, of course they have to Much better than ordinary fighters who lacked exercise.

While running towards the mountains, they could still remember to carry out the tasks assigned by Han Feng, and from time to time, they turned to the rear to observe the situation of the soldiers and check whether anyone violated the rules.

The soldiers following behind the special training team were shocked. They finally understood the reason why Comrade Crazy Han said those words just now.

From the beginning to the end of the run, everyone was so tired that they were panting and unable to speak, but these guys were still talking and laughing with each other while running, as if they didn't notice the slightest bit of fatigue.

Not only that, the guys in these special training teams are very rampant. They can obviously run faster and leave everyone far behind, but they don't. Instead, they run in the forefront calmly, never far Not close to the soldiers hanging a certain distance.

The soldiers can't catch up even if they chase, and they can't get away if they fall, not to mention how irritating they are.

Following the special training team was the assault platoon and some strange faces. There were many comrades in the new regiment. Han Feng had been focusing on fighting devils. Naturally, it was impossible for everyone to know him, so these strange faces knew him. Not familiar with these faces.

The panting faces quickly accumulated to a hundred. When the 1 soldiers of the new regiment finally reached the finish line with all their efforts, Han Feng greeted him with calm words: "101, you are eliminated."

In this way, after only a long-distance raid, Han Feng selected 100 pre-selected members of the Lone Wolf Commando.

Some unwilling fighters questioned: "It's just running. Does it have to be good if you can run?"

Immediately, the fighters who failed and eliminated responded, "You're right, running can't decide everything."

Han Feng looked calm, and said: "After the establishment of the Lone Wolf Commando, it will carry out all kinds of the most arduous and difficult tasks. One of the necessary foundations is extremely fast marching and long-distance raids, so speed and endurance are the basic requirements of the members of the Lone Wolf Commando. One, if you can win in physical fitness, you will initially have the qualifications to become a lone wolf commando."

Zhang Dabiao was so tired that he shouted: "Third idiot, don't talk too much, just talk about how to choose 100 people out of our 20 people!"

Han Feng said: "Okay, the second screening is easier, marksmanship!"

"Did you see the crooked-neck tree fifty paces away? If you hit his trunk, you'll pass the test. If you can't hit it, you'll be eliminated."

"No way! That tree trunk is only as thick as an arm! How did you hit it?"

砰

A gunshot sounded, and the crooked-neck tree shook in response, and the last few remaining leaves withered. At that time, everyone was standing in an open area, facing the crooked-neck tree about fifty steps away. Zhou Daniu put away the [-]-type rifle, He touched the muzzle of the gun and said, "I passed the test!"

The soldiers were stunned, but they were all amazed in their hearts, good marksmanship.

When more than a dozen members of the special training team hit the Crooked Neck Tree with one shot, even the hit places were almost in the same place of the Crooked Neck Tree. A rotten hole has been punched out, and the soldiers are completely convinced.

With the special training team, these eleven places probably no longer exist.

The selection continued, the special training team's easy pass seemed to have misled the soldiers, and then several soldiers tried, but unfortunately, only one of the seven soldiers' bullets grazed the trunk of the crooked neck tree, and it was considered barely passed.

Li Yunlong looked surprised over there, he still felt sorry for the bullet!Now, I feel emotional, even after the Battle of Cangyun Ridge, among the brothers of the new regiment, there are still not many good marksmanship, compared with the little devils with accurate marksmanship, there is still a big gap.

But there was no way to do it. The Eighth Route Army lacked ammunition, so it was impossible to conduct shooting training. It can be said that the most powerful fighters in the Eighth Route Army were basically tempered slowly on the battlefield.

But bullets are ruthless, how many veterans can really practice good marksmanship?Most of them died on the battlefield before they were trained. Thinking about it now, it is really amazing.

Finally, the shooting selection session was over. After consuming a hundred bullets, only 25 out of a hundred fighters successfully hit the crooked neck tree standing proudly in Beihuang.

It is said that many years after the end of the war of resistance, the crooked neck tree was protected as a crop, and a story spread on it, a story of a legendary anti-Japanese commando shooting the crooked neck tree to select members