Traveling through the Korean War: I am He Yuzhu

Chapter 142 Liu Guangtian's Bombing Talent

"Master Zhu is the best war god in the army that I have ever seen."

“I will call him my God.”

"You can serve under Master Zhu from the beginning, so just be happy. I went through life and death to have the honor of following Master Zhu."

Xu Damao patted the hats of Yan Jiecheng and Liu Guangtian and said, then let them find a place to stand in the line of new recruits.

Liu Guangtian and Yan Jiecheng looked at each other.

Somewhat stunned.

Xu Damao called He Yuzhu "Uncle Zhu" all the time, as if he admired He Yuzhu to the core. It was obvious that when they were in the courtyard, Xu Damao wanted to kill He Yuzhu, but how come everything changed on the battlefield of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea? They changed as people, their manners changed, and their situation changed.

What exactly is the Wansui Army and how great its charm is.

This question was on both Liu Guangtian and Yan Jiecheng's minds.

"Take a break!"

"stand at attention!"

"Look forward!"

"Count!"

"stand at attention!"

"Stand at attention for one hour!"

Jia Dongxu looked serious at this time and immediately began to train the new recruits.

There are a total of ten new recruits in the 1st platoon.

Now the total number of people in platoon 1 has reached thirty, making it a full platoon.

These new recruits were able to come to the battlefield to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea because they had undergone certain training in domestic recruit camps. However, in the real battlefield of blood and fire, their skills are far from enough and they must continue training. The first thing that needs to be trained is their coordination and unity. It is very important to obey orders and act in a unified manner on the battlefield.

Being lax will only cause the team to fall apart at the first sign of trouble.

We must unite.

Obey orders from superiors unconditionally.

Twist into a rope.

"Yan Jiecheng!"

"Why are you moving? Is it so itchy? Will you die if you don't scratch it? Didn't you train well when you were in the recruit camp in China? If you move again, run 600 meters." The recruits had been standing at attention for less than five minutes when Jia Dongxu saw Yan Jiecheng scratching his forehead with his hand, so he criticized him on the spot.

Yan Jiecheng's face turned extremely red.

I really want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He felt very embarrassed being scolded in front of so many people.

"Deputy platoon leader, can you please spare me a moment to talk?"

Yan Jiecheng said loudly.

He wanted to plead with Jia Dongxu in private.

After all, we all live in the same courtyard.

We grew up together since childhood.

There's no need to embarrass him like this.

He believed that if he said a few nice words to Jia Dongxu in private and flattered him, Jia Dongxu would not embarrass him again. If he made any mistakes during training, Jia Dongxu would not mention them and would just turn a blind eye to it.

So familiar.

What is the truth?

"boom!"

At this moment, Jia Dongxu suddenly kicked Yan Jiecheng to the ground.

"Ah!" Yan Jiecheng grimaced in pain.

He could never have imagined that Jia Dongxu was so heartless.

It seemed that he had completely forgotten that they were neighbors, but he and Liu Guangtian were clearly having a good chat with Jia Dongxu and Xu Damao just now.

"Yan Jiecheng."

"If I relax my requirements on you now, will the enemy's bullets on the battlefield turn for you?!"

"will not!"

"All your current training is for you to be able to fight and survive in the cruel battlefield!"

"To live!"

"Do you understand?"

Jia Dongxu said loudly.

Although Jia Dongxu had an indifferent attitude and a cold tone, his heart was warm. The kick he just gave Yan Jiecheng was also to make him wake up sooner.

Jia Dongxu entered the 382nd Regiment as one of the first recruits. Many of the recruits who entered the barracks with him have died, and he has become a veteran. He knows deeply what the recruits need most, which is training, enlightenment, a strong and indomitable spirit, and superb physical fitness.

Xu Damao said to all the new recruits, "Deputy Platoon Leader Jia, the training is cruel now, but it is better than the enemy being cruel to you on the battlefield. The enemy will shoot you in the head with one shot. At least in training, you have a second chance to reform. Cherish the training, be fully alert, and devote 100% to the training."

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The recruits all shouted loudly.

Yan Jiecheng returned to the team obediently.

After standing at attention for an hour, Jia Dongxu continued, "Next, I'll let you practice throwing grenades. As a soldier of our 382nd Regiment, you can't not know how to throw bombs. Under the leadership of our Regiment Commander He, you will kill enemies everywhere and seize their ammunition. Our 382nd Regiment has plenty of grenades. Every soldier can be allocated grenades and is qualified to throw grenades."

"If a grenade is thrown well, it can work wonders on the battlefield."

At this time, Jia Dongxu began to give each recruit an MK2 American grenade.

"I'm giving you real grenades."

"I believe you all knew how to use grenades when you were in the recruit camp in China, so I won't explain it in detail."

"See the basket ten meters away? Go find ten stones that are about the same weight as the grenades, then stand back and throw them in. I'll see how good you are at throwing grenades. Let me tell you one thing. Anyone who can throw a grenade into the basket from fifty meters away is a great shooter."

Jia Dongxu said loudly.

There are big mountains nearby.

There are too many stones.

Soon, the recruits had found all the stones.

Xu Damao said at this time: "Throw it!"

There were ten bamboo baskets in total, and the new recruits threw their own.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

What followed was the sound of stones hitting the bamboo basket.

Jia Dongxu and Xu Damao looked at Yan Jiecheng first. At this time, Yan Jiecheng threw stones all over the ground, but none of them went into the basket.

The other recruits can more or less throw in one or two.

"Liu Guangtian."

"Why haven't you thrown any stones yet?"

The area around the bamboo basket in front of Liu Guangtian was clean and nothing seemed to have happened. Jia Dongxu asked with a frown.

Liu Guangtian saluted Jia Dongxu: "Report! I have finished throwing."

"What!?"

Jia Dongxu immediately raised his eyebrows.

Xu Damao was also the first to go over and look at Liu Guangtian's bamboo basket ten meters away.

Ten stones.

Neatly.

"Did you hit them all?"

Xu Damao asked Liu Guangtian.

"Ah."

Liu Guangtian nodded.

"No."

"Why is it so difficult for them to throw? It's quite easy. All you need is hands." Liu Guangtian asked very simply.

Xu Damao, Jia Dongxu, some veteran soldiers in a row, and the new recruits who couldn't throw the things into the bamboo basket rolled their eyes when they heard Liu Guangtian's words. Is this human language?

"Take the stone away."

"This time it's fifteen meters. Throw it again."

Jia Dongxu said.

Move the bamboo basket to fifteen meters.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

In front of everyone, Liu Guangtian hit all the targets from a distance of fifteen meters.