Chapter 8 Base Training
There are no heroes, tyrants, or warriors among the mercenaries. They are just the living and the dead. The living continue to wait for the arrival of death one day in the hail of bullets, ending their life of struggling to survive by stepping on the bones of others; the dead will be forgotten forever and become the bones under the feet of others to survive.
Zhao Ziyang never thought that one day he would become a mercenary like the Bloody Butcher on the battlefield. He has parents, friends, and brothers.
It was not for money, nor did he like this life of endless fighting, but he had to find ways to avenge his comrades. If this revenge could not be avenged, then Zhao Ziyang would not close his eyes even if he died.
Some people live for themselves, some live for others, some struggle for hope, and some live for the support of hatred. Zhao Ziyang lives for hope and hatred, he has to live and do his best to survive to the end.
Europe, Lurker training base.
The base is located on an undeveloped island in the British Isles. It was once a military warehouse of Nazi Germany during World War II and was transformed into a training base by lurkers. The base is mainly responsible for the training of new lurkers, but it is usually idle.
Because Lurker Mercenaries never need too many members, only outstanding personnel can join the Lurker. As a result, there are only 37 members in the Lurker, including Zhao Ziyang, 38 in total.
But he cannot be considered a member of the Lurker Mercenaries yet, and must go through a series of training here to become one of them.
"Mercenary combat is not the anti-terrorism or anti-hijacking combat you often conduct. It is a real battle with guns and bullets flying in the rain. Our mission covers anything that must be resolved by force. Maybe today is the anti-terrorism combat you are familiar with, maybe tomorrow it is a bodyguard mission to help others block bullets, and the day after tomorrow? Maybe we will have to enter any frontline position in a war-torn country to fight." Standing on the training ground flattened by armored vehicles, Night Rose Angel explained to Zhao Ziyang the scope of the mercenaries' combat with a cold face. She must make Zhao Ziyang understand the mercenaries' fighting style and the nature of mercenaries.
Zhao Ziyang remembered every word Angel said in his heart. He knew that the trajectory of his life had completely changed and he would be a mercenary roaming the world in the future.
"There are about 450,000 mercenaries in the world, and nearly 2,000 mercenaries die on the battlefield every day. Of course, more people join the mercenary team every day." Ye Meigui changed the subject and sternly scolded Zhao Ziyang with a cold face: "So your chance of survival is one in two thousand, or even lower! Then start training now, 500 push-ups, 500 sit-ups, 30 pull-ups, plus a 5,000-meter run. You are not allowed to eat if you don't finish these!"
Hearing this, Zhao Ziyang's face showed a complicated expression. He looked at Ye Meigui's cold and pretty face in confusion. He had a problem that he couldn't figure out.
"Five hundred push-ups, five hundred sit-ups, thirty pull-ups?"
"That's right!" A hint of revengeful pleasure flashed in Angel's cold eyes. The amount of training she mentioned was more than twice that of others.
"Just a 5,000-meter run?" Zhao Ziyang asked again.
"You only have the right to say yes in front of me!" Angel seemed very unhappy when she heard Zhao Ziyang's two questions.
"Yes!" Zhao Ziyang raised his head and answered loudly, but when he saw Angel's cold face, he couldn't help but said loudly: "Instructor Angel, what I want to say is, is this the extent of your physical training?"
Angel was angry. She heard a hint of mockery in Zhao Ziyang's tone.
"Right now, do 1,500 push-ups, 1,500 sit-ups, 100 pull-ups, and then run 20 kilometers with a 40-kilogram weight!" Angel almost roared as she said this. Her originally cold, arrogant and elegant image was completely destroyed by this roar.
"Yes!" Zhao Ziyang answered loudly, and then started to do push-ups on the ground.
Fifteen hundred was normal for Zhao Ziyang, as it was only the amount of training at night when he was in the army. "Boss, can the special forces hold up?" Blade, holding a deck of playing cards, asked Black Hawk in confusion.
The two men hid in a corner and secretly watched Zhao Ziyang.
"You can hold on." Black Hawk looked at Zhao Ziyang who was rising and falling on the ground with satisfaction, snatched the playing cards from Blade's hand and said to him: "If you ignore the battlefield experience, the special forces can completely cripple you with one hand!"
Blade said to Black Hawk nonchalantly, "Boss, special forces are people who have Chinese Kung Fu, of course it's OK."
"No, you're wrong." Black Hawk pointed out Blade's mistake, pointed at Zhao Ziyang's face from a distance and said to Blade: "Special forces have a strong heart. The soldiers produced by the Chinese army may not be the strongest, but they are the most brave and good at fighting. Death is not a fear for them, but a sublimation of the spirit. They have a real fighting spirit."
“Very mysterious.” Blade snatched his poker cards while Black Hawk wasn’t paying attention, and said to him with a grin, “I can’t tell from his resolute heart, but I do see that the cold-hearted deputy commander always gets angry in front of the special forces. This is unprecedented, hahahaha…”
From an iceberg to a volcano, no matter how extreme it is, it has melted in the end. That's how Blade understands it anyway.
Under the peeping of the mercenaries, Zhao Ziyang made these guys sigh. Angel also reluctantly gave up the training of Zhao Ziyang's physical strength, because the opponent's physical strength far exceeded her imagination and no one among the lurkers could match it.
In a series of basic training, although Angel's requirements were extremely harsh, Zhao Ziyang still failed to break down. This made Angel and other mercenaries all marvel at the training methods of the Chinese army. They couldn't figure out how the Chinese special forces trained Zhao Ziyang.
Foreign troops will never understand the overload training of the Chinese troops. But it is this overload training that makes the individual quality of the Chinese army far superior to that of other countries.
"Tactical exercise is very good." After completing the tactical training, Angel finally uttered a word, which was regarded as a recognition of Zhao Ziyang.
However, Zhao Ziyang did not take this praise seriously, because every brother in his army could do so well.
"Angel, if you have tried to train tactics on the rocky ground without any protective equipment, you will reach my level, or even exceed it." Zhao Ziyang said to Angel seriously.
"I am your instructor, you should call me instructor!" Angel tried hard to suppress her anger and didn't want to lose her composure in front of Zhao Ziyang.
It was obvious that Angel was not used to Zhao Ziyang calling her name so affectionately, and the fire in her eyes was about to burst out again.
She found that she could no longer control herself. Whenever she faced this Chinese man, she would always feel angry for no reason. Yes, he was excellent, but he made her hate him.
"Oh, okay then, Angel, I'll call you instructor." Zhao Ziyang grinned and gently spread his hands towards Angel and said, "All the basic training has been completed. As for parachuting, helicopter landing and other training, I just need to get familiar with them a few times. Oh, by the way, Angel, can we go on missions after the training?"
"I told you not to call me Angel!" Angel gritted her teeth and growled at Zhao Ziyang. She looked up and saw Blade's sneaky look. She finally suppressed her anger and whispered to Zhao Ziyang, "Don't think about going on a mission. You're still a long way from it. Follow me!"
"Okay then." Zhao Ziyang smiled brightly again, stretched out his right index finger towards the blade in the distance, and tapped it hard a few times in the air.
Seeing Zhao Ziyang's action, Daofeng immediately picked up the two bricks still on the ground and squatted down with a painful look on his face. Under his sugar-coated bullet attack, Zhao Ziyang finally agreed to teach him Chinese Kung Fu.
It's just that Zhao Ziyang himself doesn't know Chinese Kung Fu, so he had to let Daofeng do horse stance for four hours every day. He also downloaded a movie from the 1980s called "Shaolin Temple" from the Internet and asked Daofeng to study it carefully. He also considered whether to make two wooden barrels with pointed cone bottoms for this kid to fetch water.
Zhao Ziyang told Dao Feng: When you have practiced horse stance for ten years, I will naturally teach you all the Chinese Kung Fu, but the premise is that you have to stick to it. Chinese Kung Fu is about sharpening a sword for ten years, it must be ten years!
God knows why Dao Feng believed Zhao Ziyang’s nonsense so much, but this guy really insisted on doing it, standing in a horse stance and squatting until his waist hurt!
Angel took Zhao Ziyang and walked into a hall in the deepest part of the base.
"Virtual reality individual training system." Angel pointed to the empty field and said to Zhao Ziyang, then clapped her hands.
The originally empty field has become an almost real urban warfare terrain, with various wooden boxes and bunkers scattered throughout the terrain for concealed attacks, a typical offensive and defensive tactical terrain. This kind of terrain is the most difficult to fight, and usually every step forward costs blood. This is a sniper's paradise.
But it requires more tactical movement and coordinated defense of the squads, and the advancement is completed with the help of effective cover. It can be said that the setting of this terrain is almost harsh, and it takes an urban street battle to the extreme.
"Virtual simulation, referred to as VR or spiritual technology. It is called virtual reality training system in military. It is an application of physical simulation technology. It cultivates the combat skills of individual soldiers and small-scale combat groups by simulating actual combat environments. It adopts the latest international virtual reality technology, HMD, somatosensory combat uniforms, optical technology, thermal infrared technology, and micro-display technology to provide specific environments, such as streets, deserts, mountains, and jungles; it can simulate various climatic conditions, such as rain, snow, wind, and thunder, combined with ever-changing battlefield environments."
Following Angel's voice, the original terrain of the city street battle began to change. Under a distorted light , it turned into a dark primitive jungle, and then into a desert, snow, and other terrains. Correspondingly, a variety of natural conditions were simulated to match the climate, completely integrating all the combat terrains that could be encountered in actual combat, and even the actual combat terrain of Normandy during World War II appeared.
Seeing the virtual terrain in front of him, Zhao Ziyang was shocked, because these were too advanced and were simply not available in China. It seemed that only developed countries such as the United States and the United Kingdom adopted this kind of training for their special forces. After all, this required a large investment of money.
"Don't be surprised, all this was done by Seth." Seeing Zhao Ziyang's surprised expression, Angel's frosty eyes revealed a hint of pride.
"Oh..." Zhao Ziyang nodded, thought for a moment and said to Angel: "If you didn't say it was made by Seth, I would have thought it was your masterpiece."
This one sentence directly shattered the pride in Angel's eyes. This was Seth's credit. His pride was based on the fact that he was a member of the Lurker.
Damn it, bastard!
Angel cursed Zhao Ziyang fiercely in her heart. She found herself getting more and more out of control. All the emotions that had nothing to do with her before could be aroused by this damn bastard. Could it be that this bastard was her natural enemy?
Anger instantly emerged from Angel's eyes, stabbing Zhao Ziyang fiercely. Seeing Angel's unfriendly look, Zhao Ziyang immediately changed the subject. He didn't want to compete with this Angel.
"Oh, actually what I wanted to say is, can I try this virtual system?"
Trying to calm the anger burning in her heart, Angel gritted her teeth, nodded and said to him: "If you can't pass this system within twelve hours, then you get out immediately!"
"What if it passes?" Zhao Ziyang asked back.
Angel glanced at Zhao Ziyang and walked away. She couldn't stand the breath of Zhao Ziyang on her face.
"If you pass you get a gift."
"Can we go on a mission?" Zhao Ziyang asked.
He is very concerned about going on missions now, because he is just a new recruit. If he wants to be recognized by other members of the mercenary group, he must impress them during the mission. He has to blend in. Only by fighting can he gain trust, and only by trust can he blend in.
"Let's talk about it after we pass it." Angel turned around and said to Zhao Ziyang with a hint of contempt in her eyes: "It only took me eight hours."
Eight hours? Zhao Ziyang became cautious. He felt that this simulation training was not that simple, otherwise, as an ultra-long-range sniper, Angel would not have taken so long.
"Switch New Year's Square."
The urban street fighting terrain will appear in front of the two people. Zhao Ziyang showed a bitter smile on his face: This terrain is set based on the first terrain. Its greatest difficulty is the color. Various camouflages make every bunker the most dangerous.
This was the most difficult of all the virtual terrains, and he had no confidence at all!
