I brought a Jurassic

Chapter 149: Make the Best Effort
According to a reader's comment to the author, the soldiers at that time were at the peak of Dragon Country's fighting spirit and will. Many of them were veterans from the battlefield, and what they lacked the most was fighting spirit and courage.

In the north, they had no shortage of cold, fire, hunger, and hand-to-hand combat. What they lacked was new ways of fighting and training.

So even if Wang Luo was looking for trouble and the bombs exploded twice in one night, they only talked about it, but they absolutely did not compromise on their actions and completed the task as required.

"Breakfast will be ready within one minute. I don't care if you are full or not. That has nothing to do with me. I just need to clean up the dishes quickly. Don't waste any food. If you do, you will lose points. Let's eat."

Originally, the soldiers were very excited to see the rich breakfast. After all, there were meat buns, eggs, and porridge. This was simply unimaginable. They usually could eat white flour buns, cabbage, tofu, etc., which was already pretty good. If they added big slices of meat, it would be equivalent to the New Year. They didn't expect the food here to be so good. It was not easy. They had to stay just to have a good meal.

They were really eating voraciously. Now they knew how powerful Wang Luo was. They had to hurry up, otherwise they would lose points again.

"Logistics officer, check to see if anyone has leftover food in their bowl. Ask them to lick the bowl clean. Five points will be deducted from each person. After this is done, hurry up and tidy up your room and wash up. After that, gather at the training ground to start the day's training."

"Xiao Luo, aren't you being too strict? How can you make someone lick the bowl? You only give him one minute to eat. Even the strongest person can't eat that fast. You're really embarrassing me."

Chu Ming, Liu Xinjie and Li Da, who had been with Wang Luo since midnight, were a little worried. These were the top students in their respective units, and he loved them very much. So after dinner, they pulled Wang Luo to the conference room and started asking questions in front of everyone.

"Haha, this is just the beginning. One minute of time for a meal is already plenty. I'm still letting them go because they are not special forces yet. Real special forces only need one minute to finish a meal, and they eat whatever is available. Just wait, you will understand in the future.

As for letting them lick the bowl, don't give me a lecture about dignity. What dignity do we need in war? I am just training them in psychological resistance in disguise. If they can't stand this little blow, then when they are on a mission in the future, they can't stand the slightest blow from the enemy and show off their heroic spirit. That will expose the whole team, causing the mission to fail and face the danger of destruction. Special forces have to take various factors into consideration in combat. I don't want to train only a group of muscular, simple-minded reckless men."

Chu Ming and the others listened to Wang Luo's explanation and thought about it and realized that it was true. If one's mind is not up to standard, a single bad apple can spoil the whole barrel. Well, just listen to him. After all, Wang Luo is the instructor of this army now.

The troops actually have set time limits for eating, generally 5 minutes for new recruits and 1 minutes for veterans, but for special forces carrying out highly confidential missions, the eating time must be controlled within minute. These time limits are designed to ensure that soldiers can eat quickly and quickly get into training or missions. At the same time, soldiers need to eat enough within a limited time to maintain their physical strength and energy.

"You are full, and it was meat buns. You should be satisfied with the food, but you ate too well. I decided to digest it for you so that you don't get fat and can't run during the battle. Come on, do 200 sit-ups and 200 push-ups. After the push-ups, it's the 400-meter obstacle course. Hurry up, two people in a group, finish it within the specified time, otherwise you will be deducted points."

When they had gathered in the parade ground, Wang Luo appeared again with the loud speaker that everyone hated and started shouting.

Well, nothing to say, just continue to follow orders and train. . . . . .

At the end of the day, Wang Luo had arranged a full schedule of training tasks for them, including standing with guns suspended, anti-violent and heat training, combat training, physical training, and all kinds of other training. They trained until ten o'clock in the evening, when they were allowed to return to the barracks to rest. They could really fall asleep as soon as they lay down, but they had to be alert at all times to prevent being thrown with bombs at night.

It was not midnight tonight, but four in the morning, which is the time when humans sleep the deepest. The wicked Wang Luo appeared again, and this time he did not blow the whistle in a civilized manner.

"Crackling, crackling..."

Suddenly the barracks was filled with the smell of gunpowder again.

"Hurry, hurry, the enemy is coming. Why are you sleeping so soundly? According to the training outline, we have been caught. You are all dead. I am very dissatisfied. Look at your appearance. Your clothes are disheveled. Points will be deducted. Five points per person."

Wang Luo, holding a loud speaker, shouted in the parade ground.

"Logistics officer, write this down. Okay, go back to sleep. I just came here to ask you to go to the bathroom. Nothing else. Hahaha."

Wang Luo patted his butt and left, leaving a group of people looking at each other in bewilderment. Is this really human language? It's unheard of to ask people to go to the toilet like this.

Now everyone was too scared to sleep in. They didn't even have time to take off their clothes, waiting for Wang Luo to come and continue to play tricks. Unfortunately, no matter how long they waited, he didn't come. It was not until 5:30 when the wakeup call sounded that he finally arrived and started the day's assessment training.

"It's quite hot today, so I decided to be kind and cool you down!"

Wang Luo came over with a loud speaker in his hand and a smile on his face. When the soldiers saw his smiling face and knew how mean he was, they realized that he hadn't held back his fart again and waited for what would happen next.

"See this pool? This is the pool I prepared specially for you. Come on, jump in, jump in, practice holding your breath!"

They pointed to a pool of feces and urine and asked the soldiers to jump in. It was so cruel.

"Why are you hesitating? What are you hesitating about? Is it because the enemy is coming and needs your life? Are you still hesitating about a manure pit?"

Seeing that everyone was hesitating and no one jumped down, after all, feces and urine were indeed a bit disgusting, and some people even started vomiting, Wang Luo immediately got angry.

"report!"

someone shouted.

"No. 366, speak!" "When the enemy comes, we will fight them desperately instead of thinking about saving our lives!"

"Nonsense, since you have joined the special forces, your life is not your own. You were raised by the people with their hard-earned money. Look at what you eat, white flour, the best white flour, meat, eggs, etc. How much money was spent to raise you? Are you going to sacrifice yourself in vain and waste my hard work and the hard work of the people?
When special forces are fighting, the first thing to do is to save your lives. You must think about your retreat during the battle, and you must not sacrifice yourself unless it is absolutely necessary. Only in this way can you deal a fatal blow to the enemy at the critical moment. Tell me, if you lose your life, how can you kill the enemy?

Logistics officer, deduct ten points from No. 366. Let these people remember this lesson. Remember that you are poisonous snakes. When you have nothing to do, just stay in the grass and wait for the enemy to come. Then you can pounce on them and bite them! Jump!"

With a loud roar, the soldiers did not hesitate any more and jumped into the pool of feces and urine with a "plop, plop". This training made the group of young men from the compound who were watching the fun on the side tremble with fear. Damn, it seemed that Wang Luo was still very kind to them, at least he did not torture them like this.

. . . . . .

After a week, Wang Luo tortured them with all kinds of different tricks, and they had begun to get used to it. But all good things must come to an end. During the assessment, many people were not mentally or physically fit, so they were gradually deducted points and sent back to their original units. But those who were mentally and physically strong were eventually retained.

They are the best in their respective units, and this week is a selection process. The most important thing is the training of physical fitness and stress resistance. Only if they persist can they become a true member of the special forces.

Of course, even if they were not selected, they still learned a lot, especially the Black Dragon's Eighteen Hands of fighting skills and Wang Luo's experience in some of his own designs. He passed them all on to them without reservation. I believe that they will definitely make further progress when they return to their original units.

Wang Luo really didn't brag. He said he would keep fifty people, so he did. Chu Ming and the others didn't want to let so many top students leave, and were bargaining with Wang Luo.

"Nephew, can't we keep a few more people, at least 10? What good soldiers there are, more than 400 of them, all top-notch, but you eliminated them to only 50 in just one week. What a shame, what a shame."

Whenever Chu Ming and his brothers called Wang Luo "nephew" instead of calling him by his name, they were trying to play the emotional card.

"Uncles, quality is more important than quantity. If everyone can become a special forces soldier, then there won't be too many of them. Everyone has their own role. I have carefully selected them. They have withstood various tests within this week to stay. It's useless for you to play the emotional card with me. Besides, this week is just an assessment. Even these 50 people are not special forces soldiers now. They are far from my requirements. They still need to be tempered. During this period, some of them may have to be eliminated."

"Ah, you still want to eliminate them? It's ridiculous. They are all the strongest among the strong and they still don't meet your requirements. Aren't you too strict?"

"There's nothing I can do. This is just physical survival training. The next step is tactical training! As for the training subjects, you need to find some professionals. I can't do anything. Here, everything is here!"

After saying that, he threw a booklet into Chu Ming's hand.

"My goodness, what are you doing? You want to train these people into all-rounders, Lao Li, come and see, terrain survey training, diving training, helicopter driving, vehicle driving, and even how to find food and know foreign languages. Come on, I need to invite a few teachers from the university!"

Chu Ming took a look and exclaimed in amazement.

"This is normal. Now with guns, after a brief training, one can be called a soldier. But that is ordinary infantry. How can they be the same? They are special forces. Not only must they be better than them in professional skills, but also in cultural subjects. They must be able to read maps, observe the terrain, understand some local customs and practices, and when on a mission, they must also know how to survive independently when facing a lack of ammunition and food. Can these things be possible without culture?

Don't think that we can go around the world with just a gun. They also need to understand the performance of various other weapons, including cannons, airplanes, parachuting, tanks, etc. They must be able to do all of these. If you are uneducated, you won't be able to fly a plane even if you are given one. What if you are surrounded in an airport and can't get out? There happens to be a plane in the airport. If they know how to fly a plane, they can drive it out. It's always good to have more skills.

I have written all these in this booklet, including the subsequent training methods, tactical actions and so on. You just need to operate according to the actual situation based on the above situation. As long as you are strict and train without compromise for three months, you will definitely become an elite soldier.

And Uncle Liu, your unit is different from theirs. They belong to the wild, and you belong to the city. You have also seen the selection requirements. Relatively speaking, it is OK if they are lower than theirs. I will give you this booklet. You can go back and study it. Especially for the tactical issues of the rescue mission a few days ago, I have made a detailed description. You can use it according to the specific situation!"

Wang Luo himself is just a dabbler, and he really doesn't understand the next training. It's already amazing that he can copy others and do this step based on memory. It's time to let go.

Several people looked at what was written in the booklet, and then combined it with the selected soldiers, and found that it was highly operational. Wang Luo was just a child. Although he was smart and had a relatively high level of combat power, it was obvious that everything he knew had been squeezed out, and he had done his best to achieve this step.

"That's amazing, that's amazing. Not only did you show us how to select the best soldiers, you also taught us a lot of different training methods. Apart from anything else, these two training manuals alone are worth thousands of troops. And your weapons experience, the military industry unit thought it was very feasible after reading it, and will soon produce samples.

Here we three would like to thank you, salute! "

The three men solemnly saluted Wang Luo.

"Hey, you guys are still being polite to me. I'm just forcing you to do something. I'm just summarizing your previous guerrilla tactics. If you keep doing this, I'm embarrassed to charge you. Hurry up and stop being so serious!"

Wang Luo quickly broke the solemn scene with a playful smile. He felt that he was not worthy and was just playing around.

"You little brat, you don't know what's good for you. Don't worry, the money has been paid. It's a reward from the country. The current peace in our country is hard-won. In addition to large-scale mechanized combat ideas, other tactics are being explored. You have opened up a lot of ideas for us. I deserve to thank you!"

　It seems that the readers don’t like to read this, so let’s just quickly end this topic and continue playing Jurassic farming and family gossip. We can’t go on like this, otherwise it’s easy to be criticized, and it’s easy to think that the protagonist is too invincible, which is not appropriate. That’s it, thank you all for continuing to support me.

　　
　
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