Qin Yuan nodded slightly and said straight to the point: "Everyone, I won't talk about those general theories. The 'Canglang' Battalion' is a top special forces. The soldiers trained are already excellent enough, but if you want to be truly impeccable, you need to design more refined training for the special forces environment. I will combine my experience in the recruit company and other tasks to talk about some specific suggestions."

His eyes swept over everyone, his tone was calm and calm: "First of all, basic training cannot be ignored. I know that many instructors of the special operations unit are used to starting high-intensity professional skills training directly after soldiers enter special operations units, such as blasting, sniping, lurking and counter-tracking, etc. But I want to remind everyone that basic physical fitness, fighting, and tactics are the key to determining whether soldiers can survive on the battlefield."

He paused and continued: "For example, basic physical fitness is not only about how fast it runs and how heavy it is to carry. More importantly, whether soldiers can maintain basic movement ability in extreme fatigue and high pressure environments is crucial in the battlefield."

He pointed to a piece of information on the table and continued: "Among the recruits I led, there is an intensive training: tactical shooting under extreme fatigue. After long-term high-load physical training, soldiers' heartbeats and arms tremble, which is the closest to the real battlefield. In this state, they need to complete precise shooting, hidden movements and group collaboration. If they can complete the task in this situation, the results of their daily training will not just stay on paper."

Zhao Kun, who was sitting aside, nodded and interrupted: "This is indeed a good idea. In the past, our shooting training was mostly conducted in a calm state. Although it was highly accurate, it lacked the sense of oppression in actual combat."

Qin Yuan glanced at Zhao Kun and continued: "The second point is to cultivate psychological quality. The tasks of the special operations forces are often completed in an unknown, dangerous and highly tense environment. Soldiers not only need excellent physical fitness and skills, but also strong psychological endurance."

He looked at a young instructor and asked, "Are you really designed training to make soldiers mentally collapse?"

The instructor was stunned for a moment and said embarrassedly: "We are more about physical and skill tests, and psychological...most of them are accumulated slowly through long-term tasks and experience."

Qin Yuan nodded: "This is a misunderstanding. Psychological quality is not accumulated by actual combat alone, but can be improved through training. We can introduce asymmetric conditions in training, such as allowing soldiers to simulate the harshest environment in real combat under extreme fatigue, and even create a 'sense of failure'. When I led the team in the past, I would deliberately design some unfinished tasks to let soldiers feel the pressure and frustration of failure, and see if they can remain calm in this situation and continue to think about solutions to the problem."

The instructors were thinking, and some people couldn't help asking: "But, instructor, will it hurt their morale if they deliberately let the soldiers fail?"

Qin Yuan sneered, his eyes sharp: "Strike morale is only a superficial phenomenon. If a soldier cannot accept failure in training, then what will his failure on the battlefield look like? The failure on the battlefield is not just a sense of frustration, but the price of bloodshed, sacrifice and life. We need to let soldiers experience these emotions in training and cultivate their ability to withstand stress, rather than blindly creating the illusion of 'success' for them."

Zhao Kun nodded: "This makes sense. Our soldiers have good psychological qualities, but if they can be strengthened, especially in the face of failure and high pressure, this can indeed improve their overall performance."

Qin Yuan continued: "The third point is team cooperation. I noticed that many special operations units focus on personal skills in training, but there are some shortcomings in team cooperation, especially when collaborating between different groups, there will be occasional disconnection problems. Team cooperation cannot be solved by just a few drills, but requires continuous running-in, communication and tactical adjustments."

He pointed to a training plan on the table: "For example, in a simulation task, I would deliberately let someone in the group 'left behind' and even create communication interruptions. Then I would observe how other team members respond, whether to continue acting alone, take risks in rescue, or actively adjust tactics. These training is not only a test of skills, but also a training for team decision-making."

Hearing this, several instructors nodded frequently, one of them couldn't help saying: "We do rarely add these unexpected situations to training, and most of them complete the tasks according to the plan."

Qin Yuan's tone became even colder: "There has never been a perfect plan on the battlefield. The soldiers need to get used to facing 'accidents', and your training is to prepare them in advance."

After the meeting, Zhao Kun took the initiative to send Qin Yuan to the door. He patted Qin Yuan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Instructor Qin, today's guidance is too practical. We have not noticed many of the issues you mentioned in normal times, and we have really benefited a lot this time."

Qin Yuan smiled slightly: "Battleman Zhao, the 'Canglang' Battalion is one of the best special operations forces in the country. I just made some suggestions. You still need to decide how to implement it yourself."

Zhao Kun nodded and then asked, "By the way, how is that kid Zhang Chu acting? Did you bring him out?"

Qin Yuan's eyes flashed slightly, and his tone was calm: "Zhang Chu has made good progress, but he still has a long way to go. I brought him back to make him understand that no matter how strong you are, there will always be someone stronger than you."

After hearing this, Zhao Kun laughed: "It turns out that you still have a way to wrestle with others. But I can see that he has completely gotten rid of the shadows of the past and has begun to have his own direction. I hope he can live up to your training."

Qin Yuan nodded, his tone was low and firm: "He will."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! As the training schedule progresses, the last final practical exercise is arranged on the fighting field. The atmosphere in the fighting field is extremely warm, and the soldiers of the special operations forces are all ready to try, while Yue Ming and Zhang Chu stand in the center of the venue, adjusting their breathing, and ready to face the challenge at any time.

Zhao Kun looked at Qin Yuan with a smile: "Instructor Qin, we 'Canglang's soldiers will not show mercy this time. Yue Ming and Zhang Chu performed very well in the recruit company, but this is not the training ground for the recruit company. Don't blame us for fighting too hard."

Qin Yuan raised a sneer slightly, put his hands on his chest, and said indifferently: "I only look at the result. If my people lose, I will not protect them; but if your soldiers lose, I hope you don't make excuses."

Zhao Kun was amused by this sentence and clapped his hands: "Okay! Since that's the case, let's see the truth on the field!"

On the fighting field, the first round of competition began.

Zhang Chu stood in the center of the field. His opponent was a burly special forces player. He was almost a circle bigger than Zhang Chu and his muscles were obvious. Many soldiers from the "Canglang" camp outside the field began to cheer: "Zhang Chu, I heard that you are the top student brought by the instructor, don't be timid!"

Zhang Chu looked at his opponent, took a deep breath, and then took a defensive posture. He was not frightened by his opponent's figure and momentum, but calmly observed the opponent's movements and looked for possible flaws.

"Start!" With the referee's order, the opponent took the lead in attacking. He swung his thick fist and rushed straight to Zhang Chu's chest. The force was so strong that the fist wind could be heard clearly.

Zhang Chu's eyes were fixed, his steps were slightly wrong, and he quickly avoided the opponent's heavy punch. At the same time, he seized the opportunity, his body sinks, and kicked the opponent's support leg accurately with a sweep.

"Bang!" The opponent's center of gravity was unstable, and his body shook for a moment, but he did not fall down. He reacted quickly, turned around and tried to hit Zhang Chu's head with his elbow. His movements were neat and neat, showing extremely high fighting skills.

Zhang Chu took a flexibly back and avoided the attack. Then he suddenly accelerated and approached. When the opponent's center of gravity was not stable, a beautiful shoulder fell overturned the opponent to the ground!

There was a burst of exclamation outside the court.

"Good boy, he's moving very fast!"

"This fall is beautiful and neat!"

The opponent quickly got up after falling to the ground, with a hint of surprise and excitement on his face: "It's great, Zhang Chu, it seems that I underestimate you!"

Zhang Chu didn't say much, his eyes focused, and he took a stance to fight: "Come again!"

In the next few minutes, the two of them fought fiercely on the court. Zhang Chu's flexibility and tactics obviously had the upper hand, and the opponent's strength and reaction speed brought him a lot of pressure. But in the end, Zhang Chu seized the opponent's flaws when he punched too hard, and once again suppressed the opponent to the ground, winning the duel.

"Zhang Chusheng!" the referee announced loudly.

There was applause and cheers outside the venue.

Next is Yue Ming's duel. His opponent is a fighting instructor in the "Canglang" camp, and he is very skilled. Compared to Zhang Chu's flexibility, Yue Ming's playing style pays more attention to strength and explosive power.

As soon as he got on the court, the opponent launched an attack with lightning speed and rushed straight to Yue Ming's face with a straight punch. Yue Ming did not dodge, but steadily blocked it with his forearm, and then hit the opponent's chest with a heavy punch so fast that the opponent could not even react.

"Bang!" The opponent took the punch, took two steps back, and a hint of praise flashed in his eyes: "Good strength! Come again!"

The two quickly fought together, and the scene was extremely intense. Every punch and blocking was filled with a heavy sound, which made the audience outside the field frightened. Although Yue Ming was a little thinner than his opponent, his strength and explosive power completely suppressed the opponent, and every attack forced the opponent to be exhausted from defense.

Finally, Yue Ming grabbed the opponent's movement and rushed forward quickly. He hit the opponent's abdomen accurately with a knee hit, knocking the opponent to the ground directly.

"Yue Mingsheng!" The referee announced again.

"Okay!" The cheers outside the venue were even louder.

Zhao Kun looked at the two duels on the court and couldn't help but sigh: "Instructor Qin, your two assistant coaches are really amazing. Not only are they strong in their personal strength, but their tactical thinking is also very good. It seems that the training of the recruit company should not be underestimated."

Qin Yuan smiled faintly, with a hint of pride in his tone: "This is their efforts, not the credit of the recruit company. Everyone who can stand here is the strength obtained with sweat."

Outside the field, many soldiers from the "Canglang" camp began to discuss.

"Zhang Chu and Yue Ming performed too strongly. I thought the recruit company was much worse than us. I didn't expect it to be so powerful."

"Yes, especially Zhang Chu, he was not so strong in our battalion before. It seems that he has made great progress after going to the recruit company."

"Why do you want to find an opportunity to go to the recruit company to see it? Maybe we can learn something new."

When Zhao Kun heard these comments, he smiled and said to Qin Yuan: "It seems that your recruits company is almost becoming an 'Internet celebrity unit'. People like me are very active and I will probably apply for a visit soon."

Qin Yuan smiled slightly, his tone still calm: "The recruit company welcomes anyone to visit, but I hope they remember one thing: no matter where they are, their strength is always based on their own efforts."

Zhao Kun nodded and patted his shoulder with a smile: "Well, this is also the spirit of the 'Canglang' camp. Instructor Qin, thank you very much this time, so that we can see your style."

Qin Yuan said lightly: "Where is the responsibility."

In the sunset, the atmosphere on the fighting field gradually calmed down, but the performance of Zhang Chu and Yue Ming was deeply imprinted in the hearts of every soldier in the "Canglang" camp.

Qin Yuan took Yue Ming and Zhang Chu back to the recruit company from the "Canglang" battalion, and the car drove smoothly on the country road. The atmosphere in the car was relaxed, and Zhang Chu and Yue Ming were chatting about the drill just now. Zhang Chu looked excited: "Brother Yue, this time we let the veterans of the "Canglang" see the power of the recruit company. I feel that they are all beginning to look at us with admiration!"

Yue Ming leaned on his seat and smiled lazily, "Don't be too proud too early. This time he performed well, but they are special forces after all. Don't look at them being convinced, and you may think about how to get the place back."

Qin Yuan listened to the conversation between the two and said lightly: "Your performance is indeed good, but the real test is still in the future. Don't forget that you do not represent individuals, but the entire recruit company. Strength is only the foundation, and humility and calmness are the true style of a soldier."

Zhang Chu immediately sat upright and nodded seriously: "Yes, instructor!"

Just as they were driving to a relatively remote section of the road, a motorcycle suddenly appeared in front of them. The motorcycle driver seemed to be out of control and was finally caught in the middle of the road, rolling on the ground, looking like he was injured.

Qin Yuan immediately stepped on the brakes and the car parked steadily a few meters away from the motorcycle.

"Instructor, something happened to someone!" Zhang Chu untied his seat belt as soon as possible and prepared to get out of the car to help.

Qin Yuan raised one hand and signaled him to stop. He glanced sharply at the person who was lying on the ground, frowned slightly: "Don't be anxious, observe first."

The man who fell to the ground moaned while struggling to raise his head, as if signaling to their car: "Help... I bumped into me!"

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Chu was stunned: "Crashing him? We didn't meet anyone at all!"
Chapter completed!