Galaxy Era: I signed in on Mars

The assistant pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and scolded disdainfully: "Stand back! Show your fists and embroider your legs, and dare to come out and show yourself!"

Grinning their teeth, the ten recruits struggled to get up, and returned to the square to stand in a dingy manner. Now that they were typical, no one dared to stab them. Just kidding, how could the elite desert army who had experienced the battle of Melita? If you don't subdue these little kids, you can scare them to death.

And there is another point, the 5000 million entrusted army has already received part of the salary in advance, so the training has to be given to me, and those who are driven back will lose money.

"If you think the training is too strict and the instructors are too harsh, then take off your clothes and pack up and leave!"

The instructor's assistant walked and shouted at the front of the queue, and from time to time used a teaching stick to beat a few recruits who did not stand upright.

"Yes, sir."

"Speak up, you sissies! Women's Bodcalls are louder than you!"

"Yes, sir!"

"I can't hear you! Shout as loud as you can!"

"Yes, sir!!!"

Only then was the instructor's assistant satisfied, and glanced around at the frightened recruits, then turned around and walked under a sunshade tent. Xiao Ze, who was wearing a black instructor's uniform, was sitting on a chair and looking at the training list, surrounded by seven or eight wearing Instructor's assistant wearing sunglasses.

"Brother Xiao, the assembly is over." The assistant said.

"Killing vigor, military posture for two hours, whoever dares to move, will add another half an hour." Xiao Ze said lightly, he is the chief instructor of the four thousand recruits, and he has the final say on how to train them.

"Yes." The assistant turned and left.

Xiao Ze put down the subject list, feeling a little helpless in his heart, there was more than one problem with the supply of the first batch of soldiers for the Mechanical Army.

First of all, the average height of new human males is 1.85 meters, and the average height of females is 1.8 meters. The conscription standards of the Star Alliance Army and the Troops are stricter. The height of male soldiers in the field army must be 1.82 meters, and the height of female soldiers must be 1.78 meters. Pilots may be more relaxed, male pilots cannot be lower than 1.78, and female pilots cannot be lower than 1.76.

Such a strict standard is because if the height is not up to standard, you can’t control many weapons and exoskeleton equipment, but the support army has recruited male soldiers with a height of 1.75. Doesn’t this add to the chaos of the training?

"Here comes the first question. Tell me, how do you divide the most basic light and heavy infantry?" Xiao Ze pointed to the configuration table on the table with a pen and asked the assistants around him.

"Anyone with a height below 1.78 can't be a heavy infantry soldier. It's hard to march with heavy infantry weapons on their backs. Just screen them out. How about being a light infantry soldier or a radar soldier?"

The assistants are also very troublesome, and the top can really make trouble for them. According to the standard, the Tuojun recruits all the strong guys over 1.8 meters. With the auxiliary mechanical arm, they can fully carry heavy weapons like Crowe. People who are 1.75 Can you carry a two-meter-long gun?

This is still the most basic infantry problem, and I don’t know where the rest of the problems come from. The height is not up to standard, and the individual exoskeleton power armor does not match. Sitting on an individual walking machine is like a monkey, let alone being able to No good driving.

"Those below 1.78 will be light infantry and fly low-altitude individual gunships." Xiao Ze said, they have no right to expel these recruits whose height is not up to the standard, they can only find ways to solve these problems by themselves.

The assistants nodded. At present, there is no better way than this. Compared with the ground walker, the air gunship is not so strict about the height, but the two-level differentiation is more serious. Some people are not suitable for air combat, only suitable for land. war.

"Let's try to formulate a standard based on the training model of the Hoshino Army's Third Advanced Infantry Academy. Those who drive gunships that fail to meet the predetermined standard will be wiped out, and let them drive land combat vehicles such as hover tanks." Xiao Ze commanded.

Now no one has the experience of training the armed forces, so they can only use the standard of the step school to follow the gourd.

"Yes." The assistants replied, but they were smiling wryly in their hearts. Driving a land combat vehicle is a job that robots can do. Soldier.

But if the support army wants to form combat effectiveness, it must do so, putting the soldiers who are easy to drag the team behind.

"Handsome guys, eat watermelon."

Emei and Yimei each came over with a big watermelon in their arms. The two women were not generally welcome at the Cirdan outpost. The assistants thanked them repeatedly, took the watermelon and put it on the table, and cut it open with a knife.

"Brother Ze, your instructor's uniform looks more handsome than a mecha suit."

Crescent handed the watermelon in front of Xiao Ze, Yimei and her assistants put on an expression of watching a show, and there happened to be a melon in their hands, which was freshly cut.

Xiao Ze smiled lightly, didn't say much, took the watermelon and ate it, his crescent-browed eyes were crooked, showing charm and enchantment.

Seeing this, an assistant looked at the watermelon in his hand and sighed: "Suddenly I miss my wife. She knows that I am serving in the desert army. Every time I go home, she will always cut a watermelon for me and watch me finish it..."

"What are you doing? My wife squeezed watermelon juice for me." Another assistant spoke up.

"Hahaha." Several assistants and Yimei couldn't help laughing, Crescent lowered her head in shame, blushing like an apple, Xiao Ze gave them both a bad look, "Who is the connotation here?"

"No brother Xiao, I just sent it out of feeling." The assistant said innocently.

At this time, Zhang Ning and several instructors, who were also wearing instructor uniforms, walked into the awning with sweat on their heads.

"How about your side?" Xiao Ze leaned on the chair, crossing his legs.

"I just taught a few stunned youths a lesson. You can't do it without hitting the mighty stick. It's a two-hour military posture." Zhang Ning's eating is comparable to washing his face with watermelon.

"Brother Xiao, we don't need to train meticulously according to the standards of the field army. Didn't the above say that since many things are not up to standard, it is okay for us to adjust the training method according to the actual situation." An instructor said.

"Oh, I see."

Xiao Ze nodded, got up and put on a beret and sunglasses, "Eat slowly, I'll go and see those rookies."

Two hours of military posture is nothing to the soldiers of the desert army, but to the recruits of the Tuoxi army who just came to Muser star, it is a hell of a frying pan. I didn't dare to scratch my upper itch, I wished I could shoot those two damned stars above my head.

At this time, Xiao Ze came slowly with his hands behind his back, followed by a large group of expressionless assistants.

The hot recruits can also see that this awesome guy wearing sunglasses is the biggest instructor.