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Chapter 6 Instructor

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    The base is very quiet, often as quiet as a tomb.  Except at certain times, there will be a rapid siren.  At this time, all personnel must assemble.  Lin Rui originally thought that this was an emergency gathering at any time and anywhere, just like in the army. The purpose was to develop the habit of being alert at any time and ready to engage in military operations at any time.  But after a few times, he discovered that this was actually a pattern.

    Every day at the same time, there will be such an emergency gathering.  Zhao Jianfei¡¯s explanation is that during this time every day, satellites pass through the sky.  In order to avoid this training camp being discovered, the best way is to gather everyone together to avoid exposure.

    Lin Rui guessed right. This was a former Soviet military base. With the disintegration of that huge country, this place had long been forgotten and became a paradise for mercenaries.

    Today, two other people appeared with Zhao Jianfei.  A black man, and an Asian man.  Both of them were wearing heavy snow camouflage, and their military boots were a little damp. They seemed to have just arrived at the base not long ago.  Lin Rui's heart moved slightly: Could these be the other two instructors in the training camp?

    Zhao Jianfei made a gesture and said, "Stand up, let's meet your other two instructors. This is Quentin. He is responsible for teaching you disguise reconnaissance and covert operations, and he is also the best blaster." Zhao Jianfei pointed.  The somewhat gloomy black man said, "He will also teach you how to survive on the battlefield. In the 1994 Rwanda genocide, nearly a million people died. But he was only eighteen years old, but he was alone in that hell on earth.  We survived for more than two months. We had no supplies, no backup, and even no hope."

    The black man behind Zhao Jianfei looked calm, as strong as a stubborn stone.

    Zhao Jianfei turned to another Asian and said to everyone, "This is Tang Kun. He is a professional military doctor and an expert in dangerous long-range sniping. But if you want to play close combat with him, you are looking for death. Because although he is a  A terrifying sniper, but what really made him famous was hand-to-hand combat. He once dominated the underground fighting arena and made even the most dangerous thugs fearful. For such a person, the smartest way is to never mess with him.  "

    All the mercenary students looked a little unnatural.  They all seemed to be restrained by the bloody violence emanating from these two people.  Quentin and Tang Kun, even if they were just standing there casually, they felt vaguely uneasy.

    Zhao Jianfei looked back at them, shrugged and said, "Please, don't do this, you will scare these young guys. Come on, smile and say hello."

    The black man nodded silently to these students as a greeting.  Tang Kun was even more direct. He looked at these students and said coldly, "I'm not very good at talking, because I always like to be more hands-on. I guarantee that in this training camp, you will definitely hate me. Because you are now  Like a bunch of idiots who can't understand that only hard training can give you a greater chance of survival."

    Zhao Jianfei looked at these new mercenaries and said slowly, "Okay, everyone has arrived. From today on, everything in this training camp will be on track. I must tell you, there are no human rights here, there is no such thing as  Private space, not even a normal schedule. You have to experience exhaustion, pain, hunger, severe cold, all kinds of dangers and sufferings to complete this one-and-a-half-year training."

    This man who often wears a tired smile and seems to be indifferent to everything seems to be extremely serious when he says these words.

    Zhao Jianfei is right. There is no fixed schedule here. Apart from training, there is still training, and the intervals between training are rest.  An eighteen-hour training session a day, with the other six hours including meals, bathroom breaks, and short sleep.  The first lesson was started by Zhao Jianfei, an ordnance training course.

    Zhao Jianfei brought the more than thirty newcomers to a room in the base, and took out two rifles and placed them on the table.  He looked at everyone and said, "I know that almost all of you have served in the military and have used weapons. So you may wonder why you need to undergo ordnance and weapons training? Maybe you will think it is a bit redundant. But I tell you  , this is a course that every mercenary must go through. And the quality of this course will determine your life or death on the battlefield."

    Zhao Jianfei picked up the two rifles and said, "The two guns I am holding now represent two military groups in the world. That is, the two major organizations of the Warsaw Pact and NATO during the Cold War. These two large international military  The organization represents two branches of military weapons. One of them is the AK series as the most representative former Soviet weapon, while the other is the American equipment represented by the M series rifles. There are many weapons from various countries in the world.  But its production and manufacturing sources have been affected by these two military groups."

      Zhao Jianfei quickly unloaded the magazine of the rifle and said calmly, "Weapons are different, and bullets are not universal. Most of the bullets used by NATO member states are 5.56 caliber bullets commonly known as NATO bullets, and 7 is only used on general-purpose machine guns.  .62mm bullets. And most of the Soviet weapons are 7.62mm bullets. I want you to be familiar with all these firearms and bullets. What questions do you have?"

    Lin Rui frowned slightly and said, "Why can't we all use one kind?"

    "That's a good question." Zhao Jianfei nodded, "That's why I teach you about ordnance knowledge. Because the nature of mercenary work means that we can't choose our employer. We can fight for any country, so we can't choose weapons.  Another reason is that for some reasons, it is inconvenient for some countries to directly intervene, so they hire us to complete some tasks on their behalf. Of course, some of them are tasks that cannot be seen in the light. The weapons used are often exposed.  The identity of the user of the weapon, we never just use the same weapon for safety reasons."

    "Mixing various weapons not only gives people the feeling that they are not formally armed, but also helps us choose the best." Zhao Jianfei said calmly.  "What you have to do now is to become familiar with the performance of these weapons. I even want you to be able to imagine every part of each weapon with your eyes closed."

    Within a few hours, all Lin Rui and others had to do was continue to disassemble and assemble these firearms.  Zhao Jianfei would even take out some scattered or even rusty weapon parts, allowing them to assemble usable weapons in the shortest possible time.  Lin Rui even felt that he had really become a mechanical assembler.

    After finishing all this, Zhao Jianfei looked at the weapons they assembled and curled his lips and said, "Tear them all apart for me, completely disassemble them. Mix them together and try again."

    Lin Rui felt that his head was a little big. These weapons were all kinds of weapons, including NATO and Warsaw Pact weapons.  And it seems that there are even older M1 Garand semi-automatic rifles and Soviet SVT rifles, which are antiques from the Second World War.

    Some weapons are difficult to disassemble. It is not easy to find these parts from piles of spare parts, and it is even more difficult to assemble them completely.  If Zhao Jianfei hadn't sent each of them a drawing book with an introduction, Lin Rui would never have thought that this gun was an antique used by the Soviet Red Army.  Things that are fully qualified to enter the military museum are actually found here.  God knows where they got it from.

    After finally finishing all this, they hadn¡¯t even finished cleaning the gun oil on their hands.  Tang Kun's physical training has started again, and this is an even crazier guy.  Everyone followed him and ran around the barren mountains where the base was located. The low temperature in Siberia, which was minus 40 to 50 degrees Celsius, was enough to freeze people.  Lin Rui and others were asked to dress lightly and ran in the snow wearing only very thin clothing.

    It would be fine if they were just running, but they were also required to carry thirty kilograms of weight and run in the snow.  Anyone who falls behind a little will be beaten severely by Tang Kun.  He often carries a thin and long wire in his hand.  This thing can't kill anyone, but it will leave a deep bloody mark on the body.  Moreover, this Tang Kun was so powerful that anyone who was beaten by him once would never dare to fall behind again.  Only then did Lin Rui realize why they were required to run in such cold weather wearing single clothes. It turned out to be to facilitate his whipping and corporal punishment.

    The strange thing is that no one dared to resist, especially since Tang Kun was the instructor who taught them hand-to-hand combat.  Even Qin Fen, who always liked to talk a lot, was trembling in front of him.  So when he saw that this man could blow up a sandbag with one punch, Lin Rui didn't even feel surprised.  It seems like this man was born to be such a dangerous monster.  This Tang Kun didn't look big, nor was he a muscular man. God knows where he got such strength.

    Physical fitness, speed, strength.  These are the focus of Tang Kun's training.  Every time he finished one of his classes, almost everyone collapsed to the ground.  Those who did not fall to the ground had to carry these people on their backs and continue running.  After persisting in completing the training, he still had to be punished.  "Because Morningstar Military Security Company has no habit of abandoning comrades." Tang Kun said coldly.  "You are not a person, but a team. So if one person cannot complete the training, everyone will be punished."

    And the black man Quentin¡¯s training made Lin Rui even more devastated. The team members were asked to hide in the snow and not move for several hours until they were covered with a layer of snow.  Quentin used the snow to determine whether they had moved.  The Siberian wind and snow almost froze every one of them.

    This time, someone finally couldn't stand it any longer, jumped out of the snow, slapped the snow on his body angrily, and shouted sternly, "Fuck you, I quit this job! It's just a job, how can anyone be so tormented?"  Huh? Who do you think you are?"

    Quentin looked at the man coldly, but put his hand on a knife at his waist. He looked at the man calmly and said, "What did you just say?" His Chinese was very difficult, but his expression was very serious.  On his dark and shiny face, his eyes and teeth were shockingly white.

    If you like battlefield contractors, please collect them: battlefield contractors are updated the fastest.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)??, looked at the person calmly and said, "What did you just say?" His Chinese was very difficult, but his expression was very serious.  On his dark and shiny face, his eyes and teeth were shockingly white.

    If you like battlefield contractors, please collect them: battlefield contractors are updated the fastest.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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