163 Mixed Training

In the fortress that had just been stockpiled of supplies, Murray's people quickly brought 15 fat sheep. He simply invited his four colleagues and two officers who were good after all, and then blackmailed a few jars of wine with the logistics officer in their name.

In this half-wide fortress, each unit has its own camp. As soon as they spoke, the soldiers immediately sent a letter to the camp door. The ordinary soldiers still went to eat the military stove, but these officers opened their own small stoves in the camp. Jing Teng's group also borrowed the ghost's light and ate a delicious roast sheep.

"I said, Lao Lei, you can't do this. Everyone is busy training. Why did you bring us here to drink and let the people of the Military Law Department find that it's troublesome!" A general with the rank of brigade commander complained as soon as he came in. Although everyone likes to eat meat and drink, he has now entered the period of war readiness, and the military law department is staring at everyone.

"Oh, it's wrong for you to say that, Brigadier. The brothers of the Red Flag Army have just come here. Let's thank each other. After all, everyone is rushing up with their heads in the war, and they are playing with us for their lives." General Murray said high-sounding words, but his eyes had run to the ghost.

At this time, the speed of Agui roast lamb was much faster than before. The hot flame was manipulated by him like a real fire snake, wrapped around the snow-white mutton and kept rolling, making the fat splashing in a few times. Without a ready-made oven, everyone builds a fire pond with stones. A few iron bars put on fat sheep and go up one. The ghost can actually bake four heads at a time!

The aroma of roast sheep immediately filled the yard. Jing Teng and others, who had never eaten grassland roast sheep, couldn't help but grunt and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Youlin couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "I and Agui stayed around a broken fire for seven or eight days. This boy didn't say that he could barbecue, so that I could only eat a few bites every day. Baba's bacon!"

Several officers who were still playing tricks with Murray immediately shut up as soon as they smelled the seductive smell, and their eyes were looking for the source of the fragrance.

"Hurry up and take a seat. The Ghost Brothers are a famous cook on Zuo'er Island. The mutton he roasted will sell three or 400 gold coins. Today, you are right to taste his craftsmanship." Murray smiled and held the two officers to sit down, and the other colleagues had already found a table to sit down. Several soldiers who had killed the ghosts had picked up the cut mutton and began to send them up, and several jars of wine were also brought up. Although it was not enough for everyone to drink, in the barracks with strict military law, This is already a good treatment.

As soon as good wine and meat came up, many officers immediately threw themselves out of the sky. The excuse of coming to pick up the brothers of the Red Flag Army immediately became a reason for everyone to eat and drink. A few mouthfuls of meat, the brigade commander who had just criticized Murray couldn't help turning his head to see when the next plate of meat would come up.

Fifteen fat sheep quickly turned into bones on the ground, and several jars of wine were poured into everyone's stomachs. The ghost also took the opportunity to meet several regiment commanders and brigade commanders who belonged to the same infantry as Murray. As a brigade commander wiped his mouth and said, "When we beat those orcs away, we have to do more. Fat sheep came over and had a good time. The orcs on the opposite side are estimated to gather more than 100,000 people this time. At that time, everyone will kill more enemies and make more military contributions. I will remember it for you here!"

The military achievements are laud. Although the war is difficult in the demon world, the military achievements are really rich. If these small company platoon leaders will not wear shiny sapphire medals. Although the people of the Red Flag Army are useless for military merit, they can use military merit in the black flag after the end of the war. As long as the army changes supplies, everyone can rest peacefully for a few months after this fight.

On the school training ground, Jing Teng's people stood in a phalanx with a class of black flag army. The company commander with medals was pulling their necks and shouting: "You may have been excellent soldiers before, and you have killed many orc bastards, but now you have become Hasting's infantry, so you must learn to cooperate and learn. I know how to use these devices!"

Agui looked at a shield placed at his feet, an axe, and a wooden long gun. Although each fortress has strong crossbows and archers, the real war still needs strong infantry to fight against the tall orcs. Hasting's soldiers still rely on the cohesion and lethality of the battle array to deal with the orcs, and these three weapons in front of the ghost are the most standard weapon configuration of the Hasting infantry.

The platoon leader personally picked up a shield and began to explain the usage: "The shield is blocking! Those damn orcs like to throw weapons! If it is a spear thrown by a pig-headed man or a skunk, you can block it directly with this shield. They are not strong enough to shoot through this shield, but if it is a stone hammer thrown by a tarew-headed man, you can block it directly with this shield to die! You have to remove it with strength!"

The platoon leader pointed to a very strong soldier in the first row and shouted, "You! Out of the list! Throw me with an axe!"

The Hasting soldier threw his hand axe out without hesitation, and the rotating axe drew a black line straight to the chest of the long row with the sound of wind. The platoon leader put a set of shields to his hand, like a fan flies and pulled it diagonally on the axe with a shield!

With a thorn, the axe wiped out a few sparks on the shield and then split it obliquely to one side. The platoon leader took off the shield and poked it to the ground, pointing to the marks that had just been scratched by the axe and said, "There is only a thin layer of iron on this shield that can't stop the powerful weapon at all, so you'd better not directly use the shield to resist the orcs. They can break your arm with a hammer. You have to slide its weapon away with a shield so that you can attack it again!"

The platoon leader put down the shield and pulled out the axe and took the axe just thrown in his hand. "Although this axe is short, it is a good weapon!" With your hands, you can split the orc's bones and throw them out to tear its belly!" The platoon leader said and flipped his hands. After quickly turning over a few patterns with two axes, he shouted twice. The meteor drove the moon to the target next to him and cut deep into the wooden stake with two thumps!

"You must practice to hit the target accurately from ten meters away! Those orcs are very fast and can cross two steps from them ten meters away, so the farther they attack, the better for you!" The platoon leader said and fucked the long gun again. "This thing must be rarely used, but it is the main weapon in our plain!" If you can stay away from those orcs, you can stay as far away as possible to save your life!"

"The long gun is very easy to use! Watch it, kill it!" The platoon leader shook the gun with his hands, took half a step and stabbed the long gun forward fiercely, and stabbed the silvery narrow gun head into the air with a bang!

"Receed!" The platoon leader's wrist was twisted, and the head of the gun suddenly shrank back after turning in the air. "The long gun is so simple, one stabbing and twisting! If you use it well, you can directly pull out the orc's intestines!"

"Okay, I've finished the action. Now each group of two of you begin to get familiar with the practice. Class 1 is responsible for attack, and Class 4 is responsible for defense!" The platoon leader stabbed his long gun to the ground and shouted loudly. Class 1 is Hasting's soldiers, and Class 4 is Jing Teng, the newly added Red Flag Army warriors.

Each Red Flag Army warrior automatically found a Black Flag Army soldier, and there was a sound of chopping immediately on the school training ground. These Black Flag Army soldiers pulled out single knives or axes to smash the shields of the Red Flag Army desperately. Old oil strips such as Dixuan or Youlin would have used these or other weapons without any effort, and many of them Once the warrior who came to the war suffered a lot. He was either shaken by the shield and his wrists were sore or kicked a few feet by the cunning soldier around the shield.

The ghost has also been exposed to the shield in the new barracks. His strong explosive power can manipulate more than 30 catties of military shields effortlessly. The little soldier opposite is just an ordinary infantryman who honestly cut it with a knife. The ghost's purple pupil is only a little slow to death and takes it. After his knife, the ghost suddenly hit the soldier when he took the knife and pushed the soldier with a bang.

"Hey, you're quite awesome. Let's try it?" The soldier who had just been called out by the platoon leader to throw an axe also kicked down a warrior of the Red Flag Army. Looking back, he saw the ghost put his comrades-in-arms down, so he came over.

The ghost never flinched from such a challenge. He gently pounded the shield, then looked at the strong soldier like a calf with vigilance, smiled, raised the aggravated sword and cut it!

With a muffled sound, the ghost stubbornly caught the knife. To be honest, the power was not bad, and it was also very strong among ordinary people. The soldier had a bad smile in his heart. His strength was the largest in the whole row. Just now, the Red Flag Army warrior was cut down by him. This boy was as thin as a bean sprout. , I guess it can be done with a few knives!

When! Dang! Dang! The soldier's three knives hit the shield quickly. The ghost finally felt a little numb. The soldier was also an old man. He suddenly bent down and reached out to move the lower edge of the ghost's shield and shouted, "Fuck you!" Raise your hand and lift the ghost out!

This move was not taught by the platoon leader. It is purely a small skill that the veteran learned during his years of war. Orcs also use shields, so the veterans will slash a few knives to shake the opponent's arm and then suddenly lift the opponent's shield, and suddenly lift a big heel the unprepared opponent and then jumps it to kill it.

Unfortunately, the ghost is as flexible as a monkey. Following the strength of the soldier, he turned over in the air and fell down lightly. His face showed a little contempt. The soldier is a soldier. If it is those guys in the arena, the soldier will lift the shield and have at least three chances to cut off the soldier's fingers. Or the arm, or even take the opportunity to stab the soldier directly to death!