Mecha Contra

The eight cooks all thought that the newly appointed squad leader was just drunk and talking nonsense, but what they didn't expect was that early the next morning, before the windows were lit, Fang Zhishen woke everyone up and gathered in the open space in front of the kitchen. .

"Wake up, all of you, and open your eyes. I said that it is impossible to train you into qualified warriors who will be invincible on the battlefield. However, it is okay to kill two and earn one. Today is the beginning of this goal. Now, applause”

The confused sixteen eyes and sixteen hands gave out a round of applause that was inferior to that of three people.

"Nani trains soldiers, don't make trouble, we are chefs"

I was thinking about it, but I didn't dare to say it out loud. The squad leader in front of me had bright eyes, and he was obviously in high spirits. Don't pour cold water on him, he might explode.

Fang Zhishen walked slowly, with his hands behind his back, looking like a leader, and said in a deep voice:

"I know what you are thinking. Even if you are in the cooking class, you will not face the battlefield directly. There is no point in learning those combat tactics. Right?"

No one said anything, and basically all eight people acquiesced.

"Haha, let me tell you, if you really think so, of the nine people in the cooking class, I may be the only one who can survive to the end. Listen carefully, this is not alarmist.

When I first joined the team, I was in the medical team. Like the cooking team, I was also in the rear of the battlefield. However, that time our 33rd company was selected as a death squad. Neither the medical team nor the cooking team could stay out of it.

If it weren't for my sharp eyesight and quick hands and good health, our company would have been completely wiped out at that time. I want to ask you, if you are unlucky enough to be selected into the death squad in the future, will you have a chance to survive on the battlefield?"

Fang Zhishen glanced at the eight people and looked at the eight people who were bowing their heads in silence. He raised his voice and said loudly:

"There is no chance because without real and clear training, there will be no courage. Without courage, everything will stop. Are you willing to train?"

Three seconds of silence.

"I am willing to be squad leader, and I, Jack, am willing to train with you and become a warrior."

"I, Liu Dazhuang, am willing to become a warrior, a real warrior. That is my dream."

"I do"

""

The eight people had straight waists and bulging bellies, showing extraordinary momentum.

"Okay, now go and make breakfast. Just fool around for a while. Anyway, I'm here to be scolded for wearing small shoes. Make breakfast and gather for training."

"It's the monitor"

Inside the kitchen.

"Give me the cabbage"

“Not washed yet”

"You can't see it. A little bit of sand will scratch your teeth. Bring it quickly. Time is tight. We can keep the washed ones for ourselves."

"The meat is mushy, the meat is mushy"

"Add more onions to get rid of the smell."

"Damn it, too much salt"

"Well, it's good for porridge. Mark it with pickles."

Eight people were in a hurry, and they made mistakes while busy, but the food was edible.

When the meal is ready, the machine packs it into tin boxes, and when the time comes, the soldiers in the company will pick it up themselves.

Eight people finished their morning work, and ordinary soldiers had just gotten up and started morning training.

There is no physical training, but there is actually a bonus from the armor. As long as there is enough power to drive the armor, there is basically no physical problem.

Specialized strength training was also forgotten by Fang Zhishen, but integrated into the training of fighting skills.

I also skipped the stunts such as Linghu worshiping the moon and went straight to the topic, which was fighting, the simplest and most direct fighting.

The shield was abandoned by Fang Zhishen. Without good movement skills, the shield's role was very small, which was to protect him from fatal injuries. As for silicon-based life forms such as electric eel aliens and molten aliens, shields were even more useless.

Of course, if you are a person with excellent physical skills, the effect of the shield is unparalleled, because a warrior with good physical skills can hide his body sideways behind the shield during action, ensuring that he can perfectly avoid some slow group attacks. Fatally wounded.

Obviously, these eight personal skills will definitely not improve, and they cannot be practiced in a short period of time, so they will abandon the shield and face the attack directly.

"Facing aliens on the battlefield,