Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 193: Practical combat drills

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If a hungry wolf keeps following you, but keeps a safe distance and does not approach you, and just stares at you coldly, then as a target, you will always be nervous, restless, unable to eat or sleep well. In a state of panic. Because you don’t know when this hungry wolf will pounce on you and launch a fatal attack the moment you relax.

Claude was in such a state, and now he became a little haggard. Looking at Chief Fitney who was giving instructions to the new recruits not far away, Claude's teeth made deep marks on his lips, and some blood slowly oozed out. He could only rely on pain to remind himself not to let down his guard and give Chief Fitney an opportunity to take advantage of.

The non-commissioned officer training has been going on for a month. Due to the tight schedule, they only had two days off on the New Year's Day, and the soldiers were not allowed to leave the camp. Claude went to the treatment center on the first day of vacation and drank for a long time with Dr. Perrente. Drunk-eyed Dr. Perente told Claude that within half a year at the latest, the Kingdom of Ovelas would be destroyed. Declared war on the anti-Austrian Five-Power Alliance. This was not someone above telling Dr. Perrent the top-secret information, but Dr. Perlent himself drawing a conclusion from the news reports published in the newspaper.

Even on the New Year's Day, the evening dinner on the New Year's Eve was a sumptuous banquet rarely held in the military camp, and the ban was relaxed to allow the soldiers to drink. But Claude recalled the predictions about the outbreak of war made by Dr. Perrent at noon. It was still difficult to eat. No matter how delicious the food was, it lost its taste in the mouth. With the threat of Master Fitney nearby, The distant fear of going to the battlefield kept Claude awake almost all night.

Chief Fitney served as the temporary team leader of Claude's new recruit team. For a month, his performance was very normal, and could even be said to be excellent. He always takes the trouble to guide his team members step by step, how to teach the recruits who have just entered the camp to become a qualified soldier, how to act as an excellent non-commissioned officer, and lead the recruits in training.

Even if Claude asked him any questions, he would explain them patiently, so much so that the four noble boys relaxed their guard against him, thinking that he had become a master chief now and would no longer interact with Claude. He was worried about the fight in the cafeteria a few months ago, and instead advised Claude to relax. There was no need for Claude to be so vigilant. It was not necessary.

Only Claude knew in his heart that Chief Fitney was not as kind as he showed, because sometimes when the two of them looked at each other, Chief Fitney would always show his white teeth and smile at Claude, and Claude could feel the deep malice in his smile.

January 2, the 577th year of the Holy Light Calendar, is the second day of the New Year. The holiday is over, and the non-commissioned officer training of the new recruits will continue. It snowed heavily last night, but early in the morning, soldiers in the military camp were dispatched to clean up the snow on the large playground to free up the space for training of new recruits.

The weather was very cold, and winter clothes had been issued for a long time. They were all equipped with woolen long underwear and long underwear. The military uniforms were also changed from fine linen to wool, plus a black sheepskin robe. Although it still feels cold, I can finally block the cold wind.

The training last month was still about marching in line and firing muskets, but this month the training will be combat training. Even though muskets and artillery have become the main theme of war in this era, soldiers' combat training also plays a very important role. On the battlefield, scenes of bayonet fighting and hand-to-hand combat are not uncommon, and sometimes they can even determine the outcome of a war.

Thick straw mats are placed everywhere on the huge playground. Combat training is carried out in small teams. Each team is led by a temporary team leader and a veteran sergeant major who explains to the team members several common fighting methods on the battlefield and teaches the team members. Master several fighting techniques and have certain abilities to protect yourself and defeat enemies. After serving as non-commissioned officers, he taught these combat skills to the new recruits who had just entered the battalion.

Sergeant Fitney brought Claude, a team of new recruits, to a straw mat, then took off his black sheepskin robe, stood on the straw mat and began to explain several hand-to-hand fighting methods popular in the army, and also shouted a few Each recruit acted as a model, put on various postures, and then used slow motion to decompose the fighting moves, so that the recruits could understand how to deal with them.

The training in the morning was Master Chief Fitney instructing the team members to simulate fighting skills, how to punch faster and how to protect their vitals. Everything seemed very normal. In the afternoon, the actual combat drill began. First, two team members went on the straw mat to fight, and Sergeant Fitney pointed out their mistakes and shortcomings.

After an hour of training, Master Chief Fitney gathered the team members, and then told everyone that he was going to invite several team members to conduct actual combat drills with him, so that everyone could understand how to win on the battlefield.

Claude watched Master Fitney warily. He thought that the hungry wolf finally opened its mouth and exposed its fangs, but what he didn't expect was that Master Chief Fitney didn't ask him by name. Instead, he ordered two other players to come on and smiled and asked them to let them go to attack him.

The two team members were quickly defeated by him without any chance of fighting back. Chief Fitney commented on their mistakes in cooperation and lack of timing, and asked them to retreat.

It seems that two people are not enough to pose a threat to me. Master Fitney smiled and said to the team members, then four people will come this time and see if you can make me sweat more. So he ordered four aristocratic children, Aboyev, Belklin, Murieled and Diavid, to play. This meant that the four of them were good friends. He hoped that they could cooperate more closely and put less pressure on himself. Bigger.

All the team members were laughing and laughing as they watched the four aristocratic boys surrounding Master Chief Fitney on the straw mat. There were also people cheering for Aboyev and the others, encouraging the four of them to swarm up and get down on Fitney. Sergeant.

Only Claude had a very bad premonition that something bad would happen soon, and this feeling was getting stronger and stronger.

"If you are surrounded by a numerically superior enemy on the battlefield, then you must decide as soon as possible which enemy's direction to break out from, and rush forward with the determination to die together, just like this" Master Chief Fitney said with a smile. The onlookers were talking about it, and suddenly they swayed and appeared in front of Murray. His right fist hit Murray's left rib. Murray opened his mouth to scream but couldn't. The man fell forward, and Master Fitney raised his left knee and pushed it up. Murray's entire face was immediately covered in blood, and he leaned back and passed out.

Claude swore he heard the crisp sound of fractures the moment Master Fitney took action.

"Just like me, you must deal with the enemies in one direction as quickly as possible without holding back. Remember, they are your enemies, and the enemy's casualties are your luck. The more casualties they have, the more lucky they are. The safer you are." Master Chief Fitney was still explaining with a smile: "You see, now I only face three enemies, and I no longer need to worry about my own back. I have created a safe direction"

Because Chief Fitney brought Murray down so quickly, Belklin and Diavid in front of him did not know that Murray had suffered severe injuries and had passed out. They also expected Murray to Ed quickly sent someone behind Master Fitney to contain him.

Aboyev on the left had already seen Muriel lying on the ground with his face covered in blood. He was stunned for a moment, and after looking at it a few more times, he realized that what he saw was not an hallucination. Muriel had indeed passed out on the ground. . He wanted to shout loudly to tell Belklin and Diavid to be careful, but he didn't have the chance because Chief Fitney had already pounced on him.

"When we find that the numerically superior enemy we face is not as strong as we imagined, the best choice is to take the initiative and knock down one of them again to shock the remaining enemies." Sergeant Fitney The commander rushed towards Aboyev and ran into his arms.

Aboyev spurted blood, and he was knocked high into the air, rolling in mid-air, with blood spilling all the way. Three or four feet away from the straw mat, he hit the cold and hard ground with a "bang" on the ground

Claude shouted "Stop" and flew towards him, but he failed to catch Aboyev.

"The remaining enemies have been shocked by your attack, so they will be easy to deal with." Chief Fitney rushed towards Belklin and Diavid.

"Ouch" Belklin howled miserably. Sergeant Fitney hit him on the right face with an elbow. Blood foam and two teeth flew out from his mouth. He covered his face and rolled on the ground screaming. Fortunately for him than Diavid, at least he could still scream.

Diavid was also knocked unconscious. After defeating Belklin, Sergeant Fitney used him as a sandbag. A violent storm of blows, coupled with a big fall on his back, left him paralyzed on the ground. It's time to wake up.

"On the battlefield, you can't hold back, no matter how ruthless you are, because you are risking your own life." Sergeant Fitney still stood on the straw mat and spoke eloquently. He glanced proudly at the rest of the people around him. The team members who were frightened by the ruthless hand finally focused on Claude's face: "You don't need to worry about them. Don't look at how miserable they are now. In fact, I have controlled my strength. They are just It's a flesh wound, and it will heal after a few days at the treatment center. After all, there are four of them, and it's a bit difficult for me to deal with them. In addition, to make you understand the cruelty of hand-to-hand combat on the battlefield, I have to deal with them. a demonstration”

Claude glared at him with fire-like eyes. He didn't expect that Master Chief Fitney would be so insidious. He would first attack these four noble children who were friends with him. He had attacked four of them during a practical drill. He shirked all his responsibilities.

"Claude, if you have any objections, just speak up and I won't be offended." Sergeant Fitney looked at Claude with a smile.

Claude ignored him. He walked towards Aboyev and said to the teammates next to him: "Please help me, send them to the treatment center first."

"Stop, Claude, what do you want to do? I am your captain now. You are not allowed to leave this playground without my permission." Sergeant Fitney stood in front of Claude.

Now everyone knew who Chief Fitney was targeting, and the remaining team members silently took a few steps back and continued to watch.

"What do you want to do? You injured them like this and still don't let me send them to a treatment center." Claude looked directly into Chief Fitney's eyes without fear.

"Haha, they are not in a hurry." Sergeant Fitney said nonchalantly: "I am sensible. At least their injuries are much lighter than those of my brothers. It will not be a big deal if they are unconscious for a while. Today is a combat drill. Training is a good day for you and me. Maybe we can have a fighting match to resolve the grudges between us. What do you think of my idea?"

"Not very good, I'm not interested." Claude walked past him and went to check the injuries of the four noble boys.

"Haha, you idiot, am I right?" Sergeant Major Fitney laughed: "Claude, you seem to be very unconvinced and come out to fight. Don't be a coward. Let me see your country." Is the first place in the Chinese Physical Education Department not worthy of its name?”

Claude ignored him.

"You can't escape today, but you can't escape tomorrow. If you don't agree to have a one-on-one relationship with me, then I will send your four little brothers back in as soon as they leave the treatment center. Anyway, the actual combat training will continue for a month, and they are lagging behind in training. I will help them make up the lessons," Chief Fitney said proudly.

Claude turned around, took off his black sheepskin robe, and threw it on the ground: "Come on."