The kick was so hard that even the tall Liu Jianwei staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The soldiers of the first squadron saw that their squadron leader was kicked, how could they bear it any longer.

When Liu Jianwei came over, the situation that had calmed down a little was blown up again.

This time, even the officers present were coerced in.

Liu Jianwei wanted to show his magnanimity at first, saying "Don't fight! I order you to stop!"...

Before he could finish shouting, the two soldiers hugged directly knocked him down.

This collision ignited Li Jianwei's fire.

Liu Jianwei was also a well-known training top, and also a grass-roots officer who climbed up from the grass-roots soldiers step by step.

Today, I have lost all face here, and no one in the reconnaissance company takes him seriously as a squadron leader.

Oh shit! Today, I won't let you get out of the teaching, I will be the captain in vain!

As the captain on duty that day, he immediately took out his whistle and blew a rushing emergency muster whistle.

Almost all the students turned their attention to this direction, followed by an unknown student, "Damn, beat up the tortoise **** of the reconnaissance company!"

Do you know how the spark of the Revolutionary War started a prairie fire?

A year later, Liu Jianwei, the captain of the First Squadron, mentioned the incident. His eyes were still filled with uncontrollable passion, and his fists were clenched, as if the battle was imminent.

He danced and danced with emotion, as if he had an addiction that he had never experienced that day.

As soon as the whistle sounded, all the students rushed to the obstacle course, and all the officers of the teaching brigade who were present turned and left, going to the toilet in the toilet, and returning to the row room. The officers of the entire brigade played in a short period of time. Invisibility, all disappeared.

"Don't use guns or knives, only fists!"

Liu Jianwei, the captain of the first squadron, threw down an order and dragged the instructor of the first squadron, who was also a peacemaker, and quickly disappeared into the distance of the training ground.

The preemptive squad leaders of the teaching brigade threw up their guns and rushed over.

The three-district team that came from the tactical field was the first to arrive at the scene.

At this time, there were not many pre-scheduled squad leaders on the field, only one squadron and one district team.

More than 30 squad leaders and more than 60 scouts confronted each other and were at a disadvantage.

"Beat me hard!" Luo Xiaoming cried out, the first to rush over, hugging a scout squad leader with the same rank of sergeant, and rushing to the ground.

Sergeant to Sergeant.

Zhuang Yan is a private, of course he also wants to find a private to do it.

In the crowd, a familiar figure suddenly came into view.

Li Yong!

Ha ha! Enemy road is narrow!

Li Yong didn't notice that Zhuang Yan had already appeared on the sidelines of the obstacle course.

He was holding a preemptive squad leader down, and he used the technique of grabbing, trying to cut the opponent's arm.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Yan suddenly rushed out of the slanting stab, kicked him sideways in the air, and kicked him fiercely on the lower back.

Li Yong groaned, and before he could realize what happened, he screamed and fell directly onto the turf beside him.

Cool!

Zhuang Yan thinks this kick is too beautiful!

Li Yong's stance, posture and position seem to be waiting for a leg to walk once in a thousand years.

This kick really avenged all his revenge.

Li Yong quickly got up, and Zhuang Yan caught up with another kick.

Poor Li Yong didn't have a chance to stand up at all, and flew out against the turf again.

Although the sneak attack from behind is not glorious, the solemnity does not matter so much.

A black cat and a white cat, if it catches mice, it is a good cat.

A good soldier is a good soldier, and a good soldier is the one who wins!

But this time, Li Yong learned his lesson. Instead of standing up directly, he turned over on the ground and turned his back to the sky.

Zhuang Yan kicked right up and rushed up to plan another kick, but he was caught off guard and bumped head-on with Li Yong's legs that were lying on the ground and raised towards him.

"I fuck..."

Zhuang Yan screamed, Li Yong's legs directly on his lower abdomen, and directly kick Zhuang Yan to the sky.

This time, when the two of them got up, they almost simultaneously knelt on the ground and stared at each other.

"It's you!?"

"It's me! What the hell! That kick just now, was it cool!?"

"Damn it! Sneak attack from behind, you're a fart!"

Li Yong and Zhuang Yan rushed towards each other almost at the same time.

When confronted head-on, Zhuang Yan once again suffered a loss of skill.

As soon as the two were close to each other, Li Yong twisted his waist and turned around, followed the trend and fell on his back, throwing Zhuang Yan directly upside down.

Fortunately, the teaching team of these basic fighting movements also had training, so the solemnity of falling to the ground was not a big problem.

Li Yong pounced on him, directly holding down Zhuang Yan, and raising his fists, he was about to open his bows left and right.

As soon as the fist was raised, there was another sharp pain in the leg.

Li Yong bounced like a spring.

"Dog **** bastard! You're biting again!"

Zhuang Yan got up from the ground and said with a wicked smile: "Teeth are also weapons! Aren't you a scout? What are you doing? Then I will kill you again!"

This time, Li Yong really had a headache.

Although he was a recruit in the reconnaissance company, he had received training in combat, but he had never met a lunatic who would bite anyone he saw.

"You are so messed up, you have the ability and are serious!"

"You idiot, I'm still negotiating terms with you for a fight? If you're sick, go get it!" Zhuang Yan was cheeky, and he opened his mouth deliberately, revealing a set of white teeth, which he rubbed and cracked.

Neither of the two dared to make a move easily this time.

Zhuang Yan knew that he couldn't beat Li Yong in his fighting skills and could easily suffer losses.

Li Yong has nothing to do with solemnity all of a sudden. He has always been fighting with people, and he has never tried to fight a mad dog.

There are more and more students in the surrounding teaching team.

The situation was getting worse for the reconnaissance company.

The four hundred or so students from the teaching brigade soon surrounded more than sixty scouts.

At the beginning, the students suffered a lot from the chaos. The scouts had an absolute advantage in fists and feet, and they were well trained. They formed a circular defensive formation and retreated while fighting.

The students were unorganized and fought individually. Several were knocked to the ground by the scouts, and some of them gnawed at the mud and fell to the point where Venus was bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

The situation is a bit like the confrontation between the two troops in ancient times. From a distance, a large circle of the reconnaissance company slowly retreated in the direction of its own company, surrounded by a flood of students. Due to the lack of organization, no one dared to rush forward. He went up and tried to hit him with the **** of his gun, but he was brought down as soon as he got close.

Luo Xiaoming suddenly shouted in the team, "All the three squadrons come here, grab your shields and sticks!"

The soldiers of the third squadron quickly woke up.

Recently, due to the competition for the quick-reaction troops, explosion-proof subjects were added, and a lot of simple shields and wooden sticks were distributed.

The students of the third district team ran to the edge of the playground with a hula, and picked up their own simple anti-riot equipment on the spot.

Luo Xiaoming said briefly in front of the team that each squad leader led the team, formed a wedge-shaped formation, rushed them, and then surrounded them in a circular formation to fight!

A thousand days of training, one day.

Although these formation trainings were less than half a month, they were not skilled at all, but they were quite effective.

Here I have to introduce the wedge formation. This formation is somewhat similar to the triangle formation in the squad attack, but it is narrower than the wedge formation. There are only two people in the front of the formation, and the soldiers at the back grab one by one. Hold the belt and spread the shield outwards to prevent injury, and it is used to disperse the demonstrators; while the circular formation is a method used to capture extremists demonstrating in the chaos, when the wedge formation After rushing through the crowd, take the squad as a unit and circle the target in the center of the formation. Several people inside are in charge of arresting, while others hold shields for defense.

The scouts started to suffer a lot. They couldn't use their fists and feet, and it didn't work if they kicked on a simple wooden shield.

The students are counting 1, 2, 3! With the strength of his feet, he rushed forward desperately, piercing the defense of the reconnaissance company. When the formation was chaotic, other squadrons had the opportunity to take advantage of it. Everyone agreed, gun butts, sticks, fists and feet, greeted the scouts like raindrops.

Seeing that the momentum was not right, Deputy Company Commander Wang Liang shouted, "Run!"

The scouts, in groups of two or three, or three or four, rushed out of the siege and fled desperately. Some couldn't rush out, so they had to hold their heads and be beaten on the ground.

The morale of the practitioners soared, like crazy, rushing, killing, all kinds of local and national scolding.

In the end, the captain came forward to stop the fight.

When the coaching team took all the money, the officers suddenly made an appointment and reappeared on the training ground in unison, as if they were cleaning up the battlefield.

Surrounded by several squadron captains, the brigade leader Wen Zhixing walked over slowly and shouted with a smile, "Ah, stop fighting, ah, don't fight..."

Taking advantage of it, of course not to fight, the students of the coaching team all stopped and slowly returned to their training ground.

At the end of the count, 8 of the teaching team were awarded, all of them were punched and kicked by the scouts in their faces; the scout company was miserable, a dozen who could not escape were brought down, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they were held in prison like prisoners of war. On the side of the training ground~lightnovelpub.net~ I finished the exercise this evening. Everyone was in good spirits and their singing voices were very loud. Even when the team set up for dinner, everyone still felt that they could not use up their energy. During the meal, there was a lot of discussion and arrogance. , They all say how heroic they are, how many feet they have kicked, how many scouts have been brought down, and so on.

Things got a little big. Just after dinner at night, someone from the division came. A jeep drove into the brigade, and it took a long time to come out.

After coming here for more than an hour, he blew the whistle and called the name late. After the call, the brigade leader walked to the front of the queue, cleared his throat before saying anything, and then said, "There was a little unpleasantness between us and the reconnaissance company today. There was friction during everyone's training, the captain of the first squadron was handling the incident, um..." He couldn't help laughing when he said this: "It's a bit inappropriate, we shouldn't fight, we have something to say, our party committee has studied and decided to give a The squadron commander gave a verbal warning, but the next one will not be an example."

The students below couldn't bear it anymore, and someone secretly lowered their voices and laughed.

He said solemnly to Wang Datong in a low voice, "Fuck, the captain is really fake. If he wasn't an officer, he would have kicked himself like that."

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