Xie Jinyuan was taken away by the Ministry of Industry. Looking at the empty room, he held the notebook left to him by Xie Jinyuan in his hand. Before Lei Zhen could taste what the sadness of loss was, he was called in front of him by Malan.

Looking up and down, she stood up and down in front of her, like a javelin. Lei Zhen, who had already had a military temperament, Malan nodded slightly, threw a shovel to Lei Zhen, and ordered: "I went to the barracks and found a trench two feet deep and fifteen feet long.

”

Lei Zhen took the shovel and walked out of the room without saying a word. He knew that from this time on, Malan's training for him had begun.

Lei Zhen found an open space on the south side of the playground and began to dig quietly.

A few hours later, when Lei Zhen finally dug the trench and, with sweat and mud stains on his face, invited Malan to the south side of the playground for acceptance, a large group of lonely soldiers had already stood around the trench.

Everyone looked at Malan carefully, afraid that she would drive her away. Yu Decai, the platoon leader of the three rows who should have helped Malan manage the entire military camp, even gave a death order to his squad leader: "I don't care what method you use, whether you pretend to be stupid or be humble or studious, or you can play the role of your veteran's slick mouth. In short, I have all taken a good position for me and I will not leave at all!"

Several squad leaders nodded repeatedly, and one of them even slapped his chest loudly: "Planner, don't worry, even if I hold Malan's thigh and call her aunt, I will never take a step back! If I can't learn three moves and two moves from that aunt, my Wang Erhu's word "Wang Erhu" will be written upside down!"

They are soldiers, and now they are in troubled times, and they live a life of hanging their heads on their belts. After a series of bloody battles, these veterans knew clearly that when they arrived on the battlefield, a piece of shrapnel the size of peanuts flew over.

It may kill them with a weight of more than 100 pounds.

In this case, it is much more motivated to let these veterans learn how to save their lives on the battlefield than to let them sit there honestly, listen to the platoon leader, company commander talk about history and politics, and teach them to read and read.

Malan, who was directly under the Secret Service Battalion of the Central Military Academy, received two years of rigorous training from the German Special Forces instructor, climbed to the level of a company commander as a woman, is of course an expert in battlefield survival.

She ordered Lei Zhen to dig such a trench. Of course, she wanted to teach Lei Zhen how to create trenches and individual pits that are better defensive, have a wider shooting vision during combat, and are even less likely to be sniped by the enemy.

Of course, Malan knew what these veterans were fighting in their hearts. She casually looked at the trench dug by Lei Zhen, nodded without comment, pointed at Lei Zhen and dug out and piled up the soil on the ground, and said, "Find some water to mix them all.

”

Lei Zhen ran to the kitchen. He grabbed two buckets, filled the water from the tap water pipe, and flew over again. After dozens of runs back and forth, he finally got out a few large pools of mud.

Malan carried a sealed jar from her room, and when she opened it.

A scent of a scent of people, and a stench of gastric juice surged from the sky, holding a jar like this that God knew what was inside, Malan could not change her face.

He poured all the things in the jar into Lei Zhen and the good mud.

Stinky, so fucking smelly!

If I hadn't covered my nose with my hands, and if I hadn't coughed desperately to divert my attention, I believe many people present would have been unable to help but start vomiting.

"This is a gift I prepared for you a few days ago." Malan grabbed the shovel and poured out the jar with the ridiculously smelly and weird stuff.

Yidianhe into the mud, and said calmly: "There are sheep liver and pig lungs here. I ask my sister-in-law to collect fish miscellaneous fish from the fish stalls in the vegetable market. The fish is weighing more than ten pounds. If it was seven or eight days ago, put them in the pot and stir-fry them, and add a handful of chili.

It's definitely a large plate of delicious food. To train you, I, as a master, have invested a lot of money."

No wonder it smells so bad! It turned out that more than a dozen kilograms of animal internal organs were chopped and put into the jar for seven or eight days. It is summer now, and the weather is so hot, and the things in the jar have been vomiting for so long. How can it not smell bad?!

Although he had already covered his nose with his hands, the smell of vomiting still stimulating everyone's olfactory nerves. Even their tears couldn't help but start to shed tears. This shows how smelly these treasures that Malan had treasured for seven or eight days were!

By this time, some nimble soldiers had begun to understand that Malan's training for Lei Zhen was definitely not as simple as digging trenches.

Instructing Lei Zhen to shovel all the adjusted mud into the ditch. Seeing that there was a dead mouse lying in a corner of the playground, the eyes were turned pale. Eighty-six, it was a dead mouse that was poisoned by rats and had not been cleaned up. Malan reached out and grabbed the dead mouse's tail and pulled it up, looked it carefully for a few seconds, and then put the dead mouse into the trench filled with mud.

Looking at the faint smile on the corner of Malan's mouth, everyone present, for some reason, felt an indescribable chill in their hearts.

Pointing at the trench filled with mud, which was mixed with more than a dozen kilograms of chopped animal internal organs, and thrown into the trench of a dead rat in front of everyone, Malan said to Lei Zhen: "Get in."

Seeing Lei Zhen honestly walk into his own digging, and then adjust the mud trenches. Finally, under Malan's command, he soaked his whole body into the mud, revealing only one head, and everyone watching the Adam's apples were rushing up and down. At this time, they finally understood what it means to be self-binding.

Malan reached out and grabbed a handful of mud full of rotten smell, slapped it on Lei Zhen's face. After making a disguise for Lei Zhen that there was absolutely no beauty, he said: "Without my order, you will never come out.

You can choose to eat or not eat the rice; if you want to urinate and defecate, you can choose to solve it yourself. If you think you are strong and strong enough to defeat your body, you can also choose to hold it in and not solve it!"

After giving orders to Lei Zhen, Malan turned to look at everyone around him and said, "Whoever is interested in training with Lei Zhen, just dig up such a trench and soak yourself in it.

Now that the regiment commander Xie is gone, the Japanese ronin is circling around the military camp every day, and I can't even leave the gate of the military camp. In this case, I will never mind taking in a few more apprentices and training for fun."

Malan opened the door to convenience for everyone.

But the final result was that except for Lei Zhen who was soaking in the mud, the others, including those who faced the platoon leader Yu Decai, slapped their chests clanging, promising that even if they hugged Malan's thighs and called aunts, they would never retreat. They must learn three moves and two moves secretly, and all of them ran away.

That night, Lei Zhen ate the most peculiar supper in his life in a trenches filled with mud.

Although Ling Weicheng's throat was tightened by the internal organs of the animal mixed in the mud, Ling Weicheng still squatted in front of Lei Zhen, trying to maintain a calm expression, and opened the bamboo basket in his hand.

Lei Zhen’s nose must have been used to the stench in the mud. In this environment that no normal person can bear, he actually took a deep breath and a happy smile appeared on his face, "It smells so good.

It’s a steamed bun?! Thank you, my master’s wife!”

Looking at Lei Zhen who was soaked in the mud, but was swallowing hard and twitching his nose, Ling Weicheng really didn't know whether to cry or laugh at this time.

At this time, the child made such an expression just to make her laugh. Isn’t he just to make her slightly reduce the confusion and hesitation caused by Xie Jinyuan’s departure?!

Although there was no smell of stench, Lei Zhen's nose was still more flexible than that of a dog. The dishes that Ling Weicheng sent to Lei Zhen were really steamed buns! In order to facilitate Lei Zhen's meal, Ling Weicheng specially put the prepared vegetables into the steamed buns.

When Ling Weicheng handed the steamed bun to Lei Zhen's mouth and wanted to feed Lei Zhen to eat, Lei Zhen shook his head.

"If this was really on the battlefield, it would be impossible for someone to deliver the things to my mouth. Feed me."

He stretched out his big hand covered with mud and took the steamed bun.

Lei Zhen sent it into his mouth and chewed it slowly, watching the mud on the steamed buns and smelling the pungent stench. When Ling Weicheng saw that Lei Zhen actually sent the mud-stained steamed buns into his stomach, Ling Weicheng could no longer suppress the surging of her stomach. She suddenly reached out to cover her mouth and ran to the other side quickly.

At a corner of the playground, a sound of vomiting sounded. After a long time, Ling Weicheng returned to Lei Zhen again.

She opened her mouth and said nothing, and sucked the smell of odor that was even more pungent because of Lei Zhen moving her body. Ling Weicheng reached out to cover her mouth and ran away again.

Ling Weicheng must have vomited very hard, otherwise, when she appeared in front of Lei Zhen for the third time, why did there still be a trace of tears in the corner of her eyes? Ling Weicheng forced a smile at the landlord lying in the mud and said softly: "There are still many steamed buns, I'll give them to you for food.

”

Before Lei Zhen could answer, he heard Malan's voice, "It seems that your appetite is quite good!"

He slowly walked to Lei Zhen and looked at the steamed buns in the basket. Malan smiled and said, "Although it is difficult for a soldier to get sufficient supplies on the battlefield with a complex environment, these steamed buns were specially steamed by my sister-in-law for you. This time I will give you a special case and eat them openly.

”

"I'm already 60% full when I eat a steamed bun on the vegetable field. No matter how much I eat, it's a waste."

Speaking of this, Lei Zhen seemed to have some insight. He stared at Malan and said, "I don't know how long it will take for you to let me leave this ghost place. There are enough things mixed in these mud. I definitely don't want to add the inventory in my own belly.

”

Malan suddenly said, "What is the difference between seven times six and eight minus nine and then divided by six?"

Lei Zhen rolled his eyes and replied: "Qi!"

"Not bad, not bad." Malan sighed softly: "It's not easy to soak in the mud for several hours, but it's not soaking you in the mud.

So please tell me that two hours ago, someone sent a batch of supplies to the military camp. At that time, how many people were dispatched to transport them, how many small carts were used, and how many trains were there? Based on your judgment, how long can the supplies they sent in this time support the normal consumption of our entire battalion officers and soldiers? Tell me again, what methods can be used to make the same amount of supplies.

Support our entire battalion officers and soldiers for more than three times the time?”

Lei Zhen widened his eyes. He was soaked in such a foul-smelling trenches. He was proud enough to persist in not vomiting. How could he have extra energy to pay attention to the supply trucks that regularly send food and vegetables to the military camp?

“The time is too short, don’t pay attention?”

Malan squatted in front of Lei Zhen, and she supported her chin. She said, "Okay, let's change to a simple test.

You have been facing the playground in front of you for more than four hours. You should have enough time and energy to carefully observe every corner of the playground, right? Just as you were eating steamed buns, I moved a few things on the playground a little.

Can you tell what I have changed, or what is suddenly something?”

Lei Zhen's eyes widened again.

"Do you want to tell me that no matter how bored you are, you can't be idle to keep every thing on the playground in your head?"

Lei Zhen nodded vigorously, yes, Malan was right.

"Then please tell me..." Malan asked with a smile: "If this is really on the battlefield, you are a living person and you run into such an inauspicious ditch.

Even though you still have a clear mind, but do nothing and can't remember anything, then you run to the battlefield.

Hiding in an inhuman environment, what do you want to do? Do you belong to the Year of the Pig and like to soak in the mud every day, close your eyes, and dream of getting married?!"

Lei Zhen dared to bet with anyone that what Malan said to him was a recruit several years ago, when she was a recruit, the instructor of the German special forces.

He must have said the same thing to Malan, otherwise how could she say so sharply and sharply, making Lei Zhen speechless?

"You have learned strategic command with Captain Xie for so long, and you can also memorize the full text of Sun Tzu's Art of War. You should clearly know that in Sun Tzu's Art of War, the "Military Contest" has been clearly understood.

An excellent commander, no matter when and on any occasion, he will be used to the factors that can influence the outcome of a war, such as surrounding terrain, climate, temperature, etc., and remember it firmly.

Only in this way can they remain calm in the face of danger, because they have already subconsciously carried out countless possible war deductions in their brains!"

In the field of strategic command, Malan really criticized Lei Zhen as useless, but Lei Zhen erected his ears and kept everything she said in his heart: "Yes, strategy masters are all talented geniuses, but if they deliberately accumulate and settle in their daily life and do not integrate themselves into confrontational deduction at any time, when they arrive on the real battlefield, even a genius will never be able to become another person because of temporary vigilance.

Because war is not only about decision-making, but also about the ability to grasp details with a keen grasp of the ability!”

"Don't you want to learn from me how to snipe long-distance enemies with high precision? Have you ever thought that the best way to deal with snipers is to use snipers as well? An enemy who is good at disguising and lurking and proficient in sniping, when preparing to snipe you hundreds of meters away, if you cannot judge the existence and direction of the enemy through small changes in the environment in time, you will become the target of the opponent's sniping!"

After Malan finished speaking, Lei Zhen was completely in deep thought. Even Ling Weicheng made a gesture to Malan and quietly kept it with her bamboo basket, Lei Zhen didn't pay attention.

Malan squatted in front of Lei Zhen and waited quietly. According to the practice of the special forces, when the recruits join the army, they will invite the recruits to enter this trench and receive a gastric lavage.

The quality of recruits who can enter the special forces through layers of selection are quite good, but when they enter this trenches filled with mud and mixed with animal internal organs, almost no one can withstand the urge to vomit.

It can be said that such a trench is a shocking education for the new recruits by the military camp, or it can be said that it is a warning.

The instructors should use physiological means to severely attack the recruits' overly inflated self-confidence, so that they can understand the truth that there is heaven outside the day and there are people outside the world.

Moreover, new recruits who have experienced this kind of training have become quite resistant to rotten corpses and smells. Even if they enter the battlefield where flesh and blood are flying, they can quickly adjust their state.

I don’t know how long I thought about it, Lei Zhen slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were still full of confusion.

Through the slight changes in the environment, we can judge the existence and methods of the enemy. These two sentences are simple, but it is too difficult and incredible to implement them. Lei Zhen must admit that he cannot do this himself.

Even if he knew the questions Malan asked him and prepared in advance, he would not be able to successfully test Malan.

"Don't worry, I was as confused as you when I faced the question raised by the instructor."
Chapter completed!