Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 35 35 You are training the army
After Love yelled the command "two", the children let their left feet hit the ground with a neat snap.Then they stepped forward with their right feet and waved their left arms at the same time.

Several days of training had made their queue look good, which made Tang Mo very satisfied.Tang Mo's training requirements for these children were so strict that they were almost abnormal, and even asked them to stand motionless for more than ten minutes under the scorching sun.

If it wasn't for the lack of time in class, Tang Mo even wanted to let them practice standing still for several hours - unfortunately, these children only have more than one hour of training time every day, so Tang Mo had no choice but to give up.

Even so, such training can be regarded as harsh in this era!You know, Lord Earl Fischero's Northridge Legion, whose training is not so strict, is already known as a strong army.

Slightly older children will follow Bernard to conduct battle drills after the simple training queue.Every day they use a model rifle made of wood to conduct gun drills, practice shooting and bayonet fighting.

"Stab!" At this moment, Bernard was looking at a group of teenagers with their hands behind their backs, holding guns in both hands, and following Tang Mo's training diagram, they were carrying out assassination training step by step.

Every time they poked their guns forward, they shouted loudly, as if the enemy was right in front of them: "Kill!"

Accompanied by their shouts, the array of seven or eight people shot and stabbed together, and immediately became murderous.

"Continue! Stab!" Bernard with his hands behind his back, looked at these young children who were beginning to give people a sense of oppression, and ordered loudly.

"Kill!" The children who heard the order immediately stabbed out their spears again, lunged forward, and turned their bodies slightly sideways, as if avoiding the bayonet that was stabbing them in the face.

Compared with learning, these children are obviously more interested in this kind of drill. They earnestly carry out various orders, and use their young souls to fantasize about their heroic posture killing the enemy on the battlefield.

Which child does not have a heroic dream?Which young man has no fantasy of going into battle to kill the enemy?Therefore, on the school field, these children are particularly enthusiastic about this kind of bayonet fighting training.

Not far away, some other students, generally over 15 years old, are spreading out in front of Weiss, practicing wooden swords made of wood, imitating Weiss' movements and moving slowly. Turn your body.

In front of these children, Weiss demonstrated with his real long sword, and loudly told these children to turn around while stabbing out his long sword.

"Stab out! If your long swords don't stab the enemy at this time, they will seize the opportunity and chop you in the back! This is very dangerous!" He reminded everyone while speaking.

"So! At this time, you must stab! Use all your strength! As long as the opponent thinks that he has seized the opportunity, you will gain the advantage!" He completed his turn, holding the long sword in his hand, and returned to alert after completing a turning and stabbing status.

All the students followed suit, turned around and stabbed out their own wooden swords, and then followed Weiss's example and returned to a guarded posture.

Wes was quite satisfied with these apprentices, so he nodded and started a new round of demonstration again: "Okay! Turn around!"

The students in front of him also began to imitate his appearance again, and made a new round of turning. Although the movements were not smooth, they looked decent.

"Yes! After turning around...maintain your sword-holding posture!" Weiss corrected, holding the long sword and staring at the postures of these students after turning around.

"Be on guard!" He walked up to a child and shook the child's shoulder so that the long sword held in the child's hand could cover most of his own body.

Years of fighting gave him many strange moves to save his life, and it was Tang Mo's order to pass on his experience to these children.

Wes didn't know if Tang Mo was testing him, so he didn't dare to hide his secrets. Naturally, he was very serious about teaching.

And these children are also studying very seriously, because they are already in their teens, and they are already very sensible, knowing that this is their only chance to go higher and further.

"Pay attention to your eyes!" Weiss pointed to his own eyes, and then pointed to the opposite: "Intimidate the other party! Be fierce! Be very fierce! Make the other party fear you!"

The new mercenaries were not idle either. They followed Roger's command and repeatedly performed the technical and tactical actions required by Tang Mo.

Roger stood on the edge of the pitted field, ignored Tiger passing by, and ordered loudly to the mercenaries in the field: "Lie down!"

After hearing the order, the mercenaries immediately got down on the ground, using the uneven dirt bags to hide their figures.It was as if a heavy machine gun was shooting at them where Roger was.

Tiger stopped, looked at these mercenaries who didn't know what they were doing, and then looked at the children who were walking in the queue in the distance, the children who were practicing swordsmanship, and the children who were practicing bayonet stabbing skills, brows Wrinkled involuntarily.

Then, Roger's shouted order pulled him back to reality: "Crawl!"

These mercenaries who carried out the order just climbed up in the potholed mud without any scruples, looking as embarrassed as they could be.

In fact, soldiers in this era do not need to practice crawling at all, and even lying on the ground is expressly prohibited.

Because of the tactical requirements of this era, there is no such thing as creeping forward at all. If soldiers attack, they must use a dense array to rush towards the enemy in one breath.

In Tiger's view, those soldiers who crawled forward on the ground lacked courage, and it was a shame to soil their uniforms!Even if you are shot and sacrificed, this approach should never be used!

Just when he was thinking about this with dissatisfaction, he heard Roger yelling even more excessively: "Hold down! Hold down! Bullets like this will blow your ass away!"

As he walked towards these mercenaries lying on the ground, he reprimanded loudly: "Every obstacle is an excellent place to hide. After jumping up, immediately lower your body! Avoid possible bullets!"

Tiger felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. He walked through the factory area like a construction site worriedly, and walked to Tang Mo's office without even looking at the progress of gun production in the factory.

As soon as he entered the door, he said dissatisfiedly: "You are not teaching a group of students at all! You are training a group of soldiers!"

He felt that he was cheated, Tang Mo didn't want to train some workers at all, what he wanted to train was a group of soldiers!Still a very elite and capable soldier!
"No, they're just a group of students!" Tang Mo didn't care about Tiger's words, and said to Tiger while calculating the workshop's expenses.

Although he is indeed cultivating a group of capable men, he absolutely does not admit that he has any ambitions.

Tiger stared at Tang Mo angrily, and was very dissatisfied with Tang Mo's disapproval: "You let them learn swordsmanship, let them learn how to fight and stab, each of them is literate, has read books, and can calculate! They are better than others in this respect." I know a lot!"

"What's wrong with that?" Tang Mo put down the expense statistics form of the workshop for the past five days, looked at Tiger and asked back.

Tiger was taken aback, and then answered Tang Mo's question: "In a few months, they will be the best soldiers, and they can even serve as officers! To be honest, the officers of the Susas Kingdom may not have this level of education! "

Tang Mo smiled. He felt that with Tiger's affirmation of these children, his efforts were at least in the right direction.

So he continued to defend his training by saying: "They are all children, the youngest is only eight or nine years old..."

"If you continue to train like this! After ten years, you will be able to arm at least 3 people! Equipped with your K1 fast gun, these 30,000 people will be invincible." Tiger gritted his teeth, staring at Tang Mo and emphasized.

Tang Mo was taken aback, then shook his head, and very positively rejected Tiger's idea: "How could I equip them with needle guns... What are you kidding... Not only will I not distribute needle guns to them , nor give them revolvers . . . "

Will needle guns still work ten years from now?I will give them howitzers, give them MG42 machine guns and AK47 assault rifles!Stop messing around, why are you equipped with a revolver?Doesn't Glock smell good?Isn't Beretta fragrant?Tang Mo complained contemptuously in his heart.

"You really won't do this?" Tiger heard Tang Mo's reassurance, and saw Tang Mo's determined eyes, and muttered suspiciously.

Tang Mo did not lie, so his expression was extremely calm.It's just that although what he said was true, he cleverly avoided Tiger's question.So the calm Tang Mo that Tiger saw was actually thousands of miles away from the topic he was talking about.

"Are you crazy? After ten years, I will give them needles and guns? I swear to God, this kind of thing will never happen." Tang Mo emphasized again "sincerely", even before the word needles and guns He also emphasized his tone.

This kind of sincerity made Tiger feel guilty for misunderstanding a good person. He didn't speak for a while, as if he was considering his tone later.

"...Okay, I'll trust you for now." Finally, Tiger's tone softened, and he said to Tang Mo.His words made Tang Mo very embarrassed, and made him feel guilty for fooling a fool...

So, Tang Mo took out a revolver he had assembled from his drawer, and handed it to Tiger: "This is what I promised to give you, the revolver!"

"Are you done?" Tiger looked at Tang Mo in surprise, stepped forward, and took the exquisite revolver from Tang Mo's hand.

"Yes, I'm done, but the bullet still needs to wait for a while, as you know, I've been a little busy recently." Tang Mo said embarrassedly.

In fact, he still has some bullets, but he has to share some of these bullets with Weiss, so he can only wrong Tiger temporarily.

Apparently Tiger didn't care about this either. He took the revolver and carefully stroked it with his hands, as if he was stroking the girl's skin.

The temptation of this thing to him is too great, holding this pistol, he can even feel a force, just like this drilled into his body.
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