: Thinking about danger in times of peace

Almost 10 hours of training were arranged during the day. In addition to the sudden gatherings from time to time, the officers and soldiers of the Imperial Guards usually did not have training tasks at night. Wolfrum, Brewer and others arrived as scheduled to celebrate Linn's discharge. Because the officers' dormitory was not a place for free, Linn took everyone to the ward where Tanze was staying with red wine. Although this brother was injured several hours earlier than Linn, the bullet injured his muscles and bones. After being admitted to the hospital, he underwent a second operation and had to postpone the recovery period. Of course, the hospital was not a noisy place. Everyone divided the red wine, said some words of wishes, and chatted while drinking. But in this way, half an hour later, he was ruthlessly expelled by the young nurses, so he had to say goodbye to Tanze and ended his first celebration after coming to the "sanctuary".

From the next day, Lynn returned to the barracks life where he got up on time at 6 o'clock. The early morning was a physical endurance exercise. He followed his roommates to the squadron near the giant material reserve warehouse. The previous time he took a small train and passed by, he only looked at it in a rough spot. This time he carefully observed it. In addition to having extremely open space, it also artificially set up many training terrain - trenches, low walls, houses and simulated battlefields.

Fake shrubs, fake rivers and even small bridges are enough for ordinary combat training, and they are competent even for small and medium-sized exercises. The outer ring of the site is equipped with a hard road with two lanes. This morning, not only the officer squad, but also thousands of officers and soldiers of the 1st Regiment of the Army were also running around here. The space is large enough that there is no interference between the troops. The officers and soldiers were carrying light long-distance running or marching with heavy loads, with footsteps and slogans endlessly, and the scene was spectacular.

Although after entering the ranks of officers, the chance of riding in actual combat is higher than that of ordinary soldiers, this cannot be a reason for the training of the officer class to reduce the burden. Like the soldiers, the training volume of the officer class also runs around the field for two laps, which is at least seven or eight kilometers, and the speed along the way cannot be too slow. Of course, the two laps are training tasks for healthy people. After reporting their own situation to the instructor, Lin En was allowed to warm up separately nearby. The low-intensity exercise allowed him to feel that his physical vitality was gradually recovering. However, to truly return to his state before his injury, he might still have to undergo a long-term training step by step.

After breakfast, everyone still wore combat uniforms to return to the field to conduct traditional basic tactical training, including bayonets, fighting, overturning obstacles and combat exercises. They ate and slept well every day, and the officers were full of energy and physical fitness, and were very dedicated to these basic daily trainings, especially fighting, which were like chicken blood. For the first time, Lin Neng was not surprised by the scene, but the performance of everyone was a little beyond his expectations. Among these more than 40 new officers, basic battle

The best performance in the technical training was neither a tall, strong man nor a sporty man with a strong appearance. Instead, the same dormitory as Linn, who looked gentle and gentle, Lieutenant Frank Boseman. He took off his glasses. He had outstanding speed, explosive power and skills. He rolled up his sleeves inadvertently, and his strong arms had a powerful beauty. This made Linn unconsciously think of a certain version of Superman. Under normal circumstances, he was a gentle white-collar worker wearing glasses. Once he pulled his coat, he was a savior with super power.

Dodge, block, wrestle, Boseman's very basic movements are simple and coherent, and there is no unnecessary burden. When fighting against his superior companions, he can always give full play to the advantages of speed and flexibility, and even if he fights with strength, he will not lose the disadvantage. So, he firmly holds the opponent on the upper plate, sweeps his legs in the lower plate, and puts a student who is one size bigger than himself to the ground.

After winning the victory, the second lieutenant of glasses, Boseman took the initiative to pull up his opponent, and then walked to the sidelines while wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves. Perhaps feeling that it was not relieved enough, he took off his gray and camouflage combat uniform. His broad arms, solid chest muscles and compact abdomen were so good that he could be a bodybuilding coach!

Lin En, who was standing by watching the battle, was already sincerely admired: Judging from the practice situation, just talking about close combat, maybe two of them could not handle him.

Lynn rarely admires anyone so much, so he took the initiative to help Boseman get a coat and praised: "You are so awesome, Frank! Have you learned 'Kung Fu'?"

As he said that, he also gestured the simplest kung fu moves, but at this time Bruce Lee and his movies have not yet become famous, and there is obviously no "kung fu fever" in the Western world.

In contrast to the restrained posture in the classroom, when he arrived at this training ground, the second lieutenant Glasses exuded a strong sense of confidence. He replied faintly: "Before the war broke out, I was a national swimmer and loved fencing and Jiu Jitsu!"

It’s really amazing that people are everywhere. Lin En immediately sighed in his heart. It’s just such an outstanding person who was just a sergeant after the Six Years of War. He entered the “sanctuary” and broke through the rank of the non-commissioned officer because everyone was promoted to the position?

It seemed that Lynn was confused and also had a close affection for Lynn. Boseman still said lightly: "When I was born, my parents had moved to the Netherlands, and I chose to join the Dutch national swimming team!"

So that's it, Lynn was still moved. In order to show that he was completely unambiguous, he quickly said: "My parents also moved to Denmark in their early years, so I later joined the 'Nordic' teacher. Could it be that you are...?"

Boseman shook his head: "Before 1944, I just did a police-like job in the Netherlands. It was an institution under the SS Security Bureau. Later, the war was tense, so I joined the Waffen SS and served in the 23rd Netherlands Division!"

Before the two had finished chatting, a student on the other side was shouting: "Frank, come on, I'm going to grab the first place from you today!"

Hearing this voice, Boseman moved his neck and arms naturally, turned around and walked back to the soft fighting field of sandy soil. In order to determine the training results, the students adopted a combination of elimination system and turn system. Boseman defeated three people all the way before and entered the first level. The middle-partner lieutenant in the same dormitory performed quite well, entering the second level, and the blonde lieutenant won one and two losses in the third level. Yesterday afternoon, the attacking representative of the first round of the war chess deduction class, the thin and small short lieutenant, lost three games in a row, and was ranked last level.

With his normal strength, Lynn felt that there was no need to expect to be in the first level of fighting training, and it would be great to be able to enter the second level. As for the other three students who became the best like Boseman, they all looked strong and brave, and when they reached the stage of competing for the highest honor, they were all more serious than the previous rounds, so that Lynn was very worried about his roommate when watching the game. These outstanding players had their own strengths in fighting skills, and they openly challenged Boseman.

It seems that he is a master of street fighting. He has no obvious routines to attack, and he relies on "fast, accurate, and ruthlessness". He also likes to fake a shot and use fake moves and eyes to distract his opponent's attention. However, Boseman is a professional swimmer after all, with excellent strength and endurance. He can maintain a calm and calm mind and deal with moves steadily. He rarely attacks actively in the first half. When the opponent's mentality gradually becomes impetuous, he sees the opportunity to practice fast attacks. In a blink of an eye, he beautifully knocks down the opponent twice in a row.

In the last round, under the joint view of all the students, Boseman still maintained stable performance, found the opponent's flaw during the stalemate, and was able to continue to win the title of "King of Fighting" for the rest of the time.

For the students who performed well, the instructors in charge of basic subject training only gave Boseman verbally praise, which also made Lynn respect Barnfinger more. Unfortunately, the afternoon of the day was not a theoretical course for wargame deduction, but a live-fire training that Lynn should have liked very much. The shooting range is far from the Imperial Base Camp and the cave library where the Imperial Guards' 1st Battalion is located, and the students need to take a train to go. It should be for the sake of reducing noise, each shooting range is placed in a relatively closed building, and the largest shooting range can only be shot at a distance of 400 meters. However, the various settings of the mobile shooting range here made Lynn feel very familiar - almost a replica of the shooting range of the "Vampire" commando headquarters. Here, Lyn verified a sentence with his own eyes: Those with strange looks have their own extraordinary features. Wargame deduction

In failure, the short officer who counted down the basic subjects finally "lighted". Ruger 08, Walter p38, mp40, mp44, cold guns seemed to have gained vitality in his hands, disassembling quickly and assembling quickly, and the quick movements were simply incapable of human power. This was not counted. The small lieutenant immediately showed his unique skill of passing through Yang in a hundred steps, and the accuracy of the 20-meter pistol shooting was simply impeccable.

Amid the crackling sound of gunfire, Lynn felt very skillful and itchy. He picked up "Walter" with his right hand and fired one shot. Clear pain came from the wound on his shoulder, so he had to change his left hand to find the feeling. After the last time he was injured by his right arm, he could only practice with his left hand for a long time. On the battlefield, he was used to shooting with a double gun on the left and right. The shooting results of holding a gun in his left hand were even at the medium level among the 42 students in the officer class.
Chapter completed!