“CQB, full name Close Quarter Battle, indoor close combat, one of the compulsory courses for special operators.”

“Hello, I am Second Lieutenant Mark Horn, I served in a special air service regiment of a certain country, and now I am the deputy captain of the C team of the Angry Lion Special Operations Company, and also the second commando of the C team attack group, today I will explain to you the CQB tactics and some practical combat skills dedicated to special forces.”

“First, let’s take a look at the topographic map of this room, which is a typical T-shaped corridor…”

In a small room of less than twenty square meters, more than a dozen soldiers in army-green jackets were sitting in front of Mark and listening to him lecture.

Mark was writing and drawing on the whiteboard with a marker in his hand, and the soldiers below were also taking notes in their notebooks.

One by one, they are serious like elementary school students.

Cage, who was sitting in the crowd, was the same as the people around him at this time, but his clothes were slightly different from the others.

The troop badge on the left shoulder does not have the normal number, but a pattern of two swords crossed behind a round shield.

Below the pattern, there is a string of dark red letters and numbers: 19-C-6.

This is the motif of the Special Operations Command’s Special Operations Command, and the letters and numbers represent his identity.

The full meaning is: No. 9 Special Service Squad of the First Special Service Corps, C-level Support Group, No. 6 Combat Personnel.

Looking at Mark, who was lecturing in front of him, and the notebook that was almost full of books in his hand, Cage suddenly had a feeling of dreaming.

Last week, the Special Service Corps set up Task Force 19, and Cage filled out the application form with the idea of not wanting money anyway and simply giving it a try, thinking that nine out of nine would fail.

After all, he had inquired before, and the people who could be selected for the special service corps basically had service experience in special forces, and he was just a recruit who had been in the army for less than a year, and he was still in the navy before.

Such qualifications are not enough to think about.

But what he never expected was that three days ago, he suddenly received an interview notice from the special service team, and he passed it smoothly, and now he is already a combat officer of the No. 19 special service team.

Here’s what the interviewer interviewed him said.

“Cage, you have a warrior’s heart, I can see the fiery fighting spirit in your eyes and the desire to fight, now there are five people in the C-level support group of the No. 19 special service team, all of them are ‘recruits’ who have just been recruited from Blue Star, even the power armor is not skilled, you, as an interstellar veteran, should go and bring them, don’t worry about your abilities, I am optimistic about you.”

So Cage was confused and became a temporary team leader of the No. 19 Special Service Team Support Group.

However, because Cage’s combat ability was not enough to charge, his combat position was put at the rear, mainly responsible for fire cover.

In order to be worthy of the symbol of this special forces unit on his shoulder, Cage has been catching up with various training courses these days, and he has participated in two actual combat exercises.

Although his grades are not very good so far, at least he will not be unable to hold a gun more steadily than before.

“Sergeant, sergeant? Sergeant Cage! Are you in a daze?

Mark in front saw Cage’s slightly distracted eyes, frowned slightly and reminded: “If you feel sleepy, you can go back to rest first, take four tactical theory classes a day, and participate in night combat training at night, your body can not eat.”

“Sorry, sir.” Cage returned to his senses and quickly said: “I’m very energetic now, you continue to talk.”

“Okay, then let’s continue…” Two

hours later, the dry mouth Mark picked up the water on the table and took a sip, and said: “Okay, today’s CBQ explanation is here, tomorrow the practical training, please don’t be late, class… Oh yes, Sergeant Cage, you stay.

After everyone else had left, Mark, who had been on a straight face for two hours, finally smiled and said, “How?” The special service corps is not easy to mix, right? I heard that those officers and masters of the Special Operations Command have never treated you as their own?

“It’s okay.” Cage scratched his head in embarrassment and said, “My teammates are very good, I have learned a lot from them, although I don’t like the tone of those officials and masters in their usual lectures, but isn’t the army like this?” At least they’re still reliable when they work. ”

Haha.” Mark Ha said twice: “It’s a pity that your resume is too white, otherwise I would definitely recommend you to join the Viper’s youth team, but fortunately, the training intensity of the Viper youth team is not low.”

“Maybe there will be a chance to return to the second regiment in the future.”

Cage smiled: “By the way, tomorrow is the first combat mission of our squad, and I may not be able to catch up with the practical training class.”

“What task?” As soon as Mark finished speaking, he immediately reacted: “Oh sorry, you can’t say this, when I didn’t ask… In short, everything is safe and secure. ”

Thank you.”

。。。。。。。

The day passed quickly.

A total of 27 combat personnel from Task Force 19 have gathered in front of the lunar base.

A Hercules slowly landed, and the captain of the squad standing in front boarded the ship en masse with an order.

As Hercules began to take off and prepare to jump, Cage, who was sitting in his seat, opened his mask and took a few deep breaths.

Although he has gradually adapted to the feeling of jumping, after all, this is his first combat mission, and the ‘feeling of motion sickness’ that he has tried his best to ignore still surges up.

“Are you all right, team leader?” A member of the C-level support group on the side also opened his mask, revealing a slightly vicissitudes of middle-aged bearded face.

Cage said, “I’m okay, Max, it’s just a little… Nervous. ”

It’s normal to be nervous.” Max is a retired special soldier, how can he not see Cage’s situation, smiled: “Drink two sips of ice water after the jump, it will be comfortable, and I did the same when I first went on a special mission, when our captain laughed at me for being a recruit.”

“Yo, Max, you are quite bold, dare to say that the team leader is a recruit?”

“Team leader, listen to me, transfer Max to the assault team and let him know who the recruit is.”

“Assault group? Don’t kid Alex, just like Max can do assault? He was assaulted about the same.

“Hahaha…”

Several team members on the side also opened their masks and joked.

Unconsciously, Cage also relaxed a lot, looked at the commando team members who were already making tactical arrangements not far away, and there was also some yearning in his heart.

Task Force 19 was further divided into three operational groups.

Class-A assault group, B-level cover group, and C-class support group.

The two AB groups are mainly active in the front-line battlefield, while the C-level support group is mainly useful when the AB two groups are suppressed by enemy fire and need emergency support to evacuate.

After all, if you want to call for rapid reaction force support, you need to consume resources to make Hercules Jump, and the main purpose of the existence of the support group is to save this money as much as possible.

When the previous special service teams were on duty, the support team had always been sitting on a cold bench.

Maybe it’s their turn too… Right?

。。。。。。

Invincible waist strength, invincible waist strength… The little girl now is really pestering



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