Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Sea training is a doom for recruits, but for veterans like Li Zheng, the intensity can only be said to be passable, and the old special who has been trained by such perverted things like Hell Week basically has no sense of physical fitness.

From the second day onwards, the training of the basic subjects of the marines continued, and this day was swimming training.

This subject is also carried out in the Tiger Brigade. Every summer, some special units in the army will also be pulled to the seaside for a month-long sea training.

Sea training content includes long-distance armed swimming, boating and boat training.

If it is an amphibious brigade, it will conduct beach landing training with the naval landing craft brigade, and units like the Tiger Brigade will increase underwater reconnaissance, demolition, EOD and infiltration training.

Li Zheng and Hou Jun were already officers. Although they were incorporated into the reconnaissance battalion of the Marine Brigade this time as soldiers for training, they were very clear about their purpose for coming this time.

Their ultimate goal is to learn the underwater subjects of the naval special operations unit, and to be familiar with the joint tactics and command process among the various units within the navy, so as to cultivate qualified grassroots command personnel for the joint operations of various arms in the theater in the future.

In the eyes of Li Zheng and Hou Jun, the swimming training was somewhat boring. The basic routines of the swimming subjects in the whole army were the same——

First of all, the landlubbers who do not know how to swim among the new recruits this year were sorted out. These people did not enter the water during the first day of swimming training. They all lined up on the beach and practiced from hand movements. When the training standards were met, the squad leader was satisfied. , then you can go to the next step.

The next step is also very simple. Each person piles up a small sandbag with sand on the beach, and then lies on the small sandbag, with his limbs hanging in the air, simulating breaststroke.

Military swimming is not an Olympic competition, but a swimming style is chosen according to actual combat needs. Breaststroke is undoubtedly the most labor-saving, most concealed, and most suitable for actual combat needs.

No matter any special forces will not only train bare-handed swimming, armed swimming must be learned. Of course, armed swimming is only two to three kilometers away from ordinary troops, while special forces swim more than five kilometers, and even some elite units Ten kilometers is required.

Compared with the recruits who piled sand on the beach, the veterans seemed much more relaxed. They went to the beach every day and helped train the recruits after a swim in the sea.

Although sea training sounds like three months, swimming training can't wait, and there are other subjects such as amphibious beach landing and other subjects to be practiced later, so recruits only have less than a week to train basic movements on the shore, and then no matter what. Must go into the water to practice.

What these recruits have experienced, Li Zheng has experienced it in the tiger brigade sea training.

The first day in the water is the most brutal.

There is a strict time schedule for army training. As the saying goes, time waits for no one. Among the recruits, those with strong understanding are those who can't swim just because they haven't learned swimming before. This is the easiest type to train.

The most terrible thing is the real landlubber.

The real landlubbers are not unlearned, but are really afraid of water. Maybe they have drowned when they were young, or they have seen others drowned, and they have an inexplicable fear of water.

When encountering this type, the squad leader will resort to means.

After practicing the basic movements, he brought the group of landlubbers onto the assault boat, then drove to the nearby sea, and ordered the landlubber recruits to launch into the water.

At this time, it is often the busiest time on the sea training ground, and it is also the happiest time in the sea training every year.

Because the assault boat was not far from the shore, at most a dozen meters away, and the water depth generally ranged from two to seven or eight meters. There were several squad leader veterans and a few landlubbers on board.

"Don't be afraid, jump down here and swim to the shore."

At this time, the squad leader usually has a kind smile like a human trafficker on his face.

Landlubber recruits usually have green faces, hair, and heads that shake like rattles.

"Squad leader, I really can't, I really can't."

At this moment, the veterans on the ship will definitely go out and teach the recruits a lesson with contempt on their faces.

"You worthless guy, we marines are not qualified to say no. You see why other new comrades can do it, and you can't? Are you embarrassed to say it?"

The recruit looked at the shore and then at his squad leader.

The veterans who watched the excitement on the shore would boo.

"Afraid of a dick!"

"Jump! Jump into the water and you will be able to swim!"

"Baby bastard! Don't let us underestimate you!"

The general atmosphere is here, and many recruits will be heartbroken, regardless of 21, gritted their teeth and jumped into the water.

In the water, people subconsciously seek to survive. In a desperate situation, the breaststroke movements that have been repeatedly practiced thousands of times in the past few days will be unnaturally performed. Many people will really break through the psychological shackles and suddenly feel as if they have penetrated the two veins of Ren and Du. After a lot of pulling, it really floated to the surface and swam to the shore.

At this time, the veterans on the shore would give him heroic applause and thumbs up, and they would all come up and pat his shoulders and head and say that you are doing well, kid!Only when you can swim can you dare to say that you are a marine!
Of course, there are also recruits who are extremely afraid of water. No matter what the squad leader does to coax crows to open their mouths and sing, they cannot be coaxed into the water.

The squad leader would suddenly kick the recruit's ass and shout, "Go!"

After that, there was only a splash, and the recruit fell into the water before he could finish screaming.

50.00% of those who were kicked down were able to comprehend the essence of swimming in a panic, and finally found that they could swim.

Half of them are really not good. Seeing that the weight sank after a few mouthfuls of head gurgling and drinking salty sea water, the veteran who was the security officer would jump into the water and pull him to the side of the boat. He hurriedly pulled the cargo onto the boat and let him collapse on the side of the boat.

At this time, the squad leader will start to smile like a trafficker again and say: "Look, look, are you okay? Didn't you drown? The water is not that scary, especially the sea water. You just need to relax your body and you can float up by yourself. So you sink because you're afraid, and you can't die if you're not afraid."

While speaking, the veteran safety officer who hadn't climbed onto the boat would spread his limbs across the water like a capital occult, and shouted, "Look at me, I can't sink without moving."

At this time, the recruits looked at the veterans in the water, and couldn't help but despise themselves.

The squad leader will strike while the iron is hot and say, try again!Do it again!I command you, jump!
The recruit stretched out his head to look at the sea water outside. Although he could vaguely see the sediment at the bottom, he still couldn't muster up the courage. When he wanted to turn around and beg the squad leader to wait, when he was really not mentally prepared yet, he just felt I was kicked hard on the butt, and then I heard the squad leader's "go you" so familiar that I can't forget it in this life...

"class……"

Before the next word "long" was uttered, the recruit plopped into the water again...

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