Hammer 40k: Far East Storm

"You," Li named someone randomly and ordered: "Get out of the queue and come to me!"

After the soldier saluted and carried out the order, he walked to Li with some anxiety.

"stand at attention!"

Following Li's order, the soldier stood up straight reflexively, and the armor on his body made a metallic collision sound as he moved.

Li then picked up a bright long sword and said, "Stand still and don't move around, otherwise I may chop it crookedly." With that said, Li swung down the long sword decisively. The long sword was thicker because of its armor. The shoulder armor came out, and there was a bang of metal collision. The soldier was directly knocked to the ground by this sudden powerful slash.

Li took a step back and then said: "I said stand at attention! Why are you still lying down? Why don't you stand up quickly?"

The soldier who was hit by Li fell to the ground, touched his limbs, and after confirming that he was fine, he stood up tremblingly. He couldn't do any better. The armor was too heavy. It was easy to fall down while wearing the armor. It would take some effort to stand up.

"You have all seen that this armor protected him. This rookie stood up straight and completely withstood one of my slashes without being hurt. And such armor is just an ancient medieval armor. Of course, the craftsmanship It is much more advanced than in the Middle Ages, but this improvement is extremely limited. And this long sword in my hand," Li Gao raised the long sword so that everyone could see the sword in his hand clearly, "this long sword in my hand. The long sword, but because of this heavy cut, a gap has appeared on the blade. The first thing this situation teaches us is to trust your armor, because the armor you are wearing is just a poor product. , but the defensive performance of the power armor on the Space Marine is ten times better than that of the iron shell. At this time, some people may ask, what is the use of this cold weapon, because of course it is useful? Not only better armor, but also better weapons."

Li pulled out his dagger from his waist and said to everyone: "You all saw, this is my dagger, and here is the ordinary long sword I just used." As soon as he finished speaking, Li used his hand to The dagger slashed towards the long sword without even making a sound. The dagger easily cut off the tip of the long sword. Then Li kept swinging the dagger with one hand. He used the dagger in his hand to slash the long sword. , as easy as chopping a crispy cucumber. For a moment there was only the sound of clanking metal falling to the ground. After a while, the long sword in Li's hand was chopped down to only the hilt.

Li casually threw away the hilt of the long sword in his hand, raised his dagger, and then said: "You have all seen that when I use my dagger to cut this long sword, it will not be more laborious than peeling potatoes, just like peeling potatoes. I use this dagger to stab the unlucky guy who just suffered a blow from me." Li looked at the soldier in front of him and asked, "Unlucky guy, what's your name?"

"Sir, my name is Hogle! Sir."

"Very well, Hogle, what would you do if I did the same thing with this dagger in my hand?"

Hogel's face turned pale. Just now, Li Ke used this dagger to peel the iron sword in front of him like a potato. Even if his body was armored, he couldn't bear it. "I will die, sir." ”

"Yes, the ancient armor on your body can certainly not stop it, but it is also a cold weapon, so why is there such a big gap? Why? Because my dagger has been processed by single molecular blade technology, so you may not understand , to put it simply, my dagger has undergone high-tech transformation, so it is extremely sharp. If it were placed in the Middle Ages, this humble dagger would undoubtedly be a magical weapon. You may all get it in the future, and there are also many kinds of powerful cold weapons. Later in the cultural class, I will teach you how to identify the enemy's weapons, so starting from today, you must first learn two things. The first is Trust your own armor, and then learn to identify the enemy's weapons. You should know what kind of attacks the armor can resist and what kind of attacks must be avoided. "

"Now, everyone picks up the sword. This is the most common standard cold weapon in the legion in the future. Use it, become familiar with it, and use it to defeat your enemies. Now, two people work together, practice with each other, and be able to cut down The opponent is the winner, the winner will be rewarded today, and the loser will be punished! Instructor, divide them into groups."

So these soldiers began to fight each other ping-pong-pong. This was a brand new experience for these soldiers. Some of them were proficient in shooting, some were good at running, and some were good at boxing and could wear full body armor. The armors were like medieval knights cutting each other with long swords. This was a completely new experience for them. There is naturally no structure or beauty in such a fight. It seems that it can only be described as horrific.

Li just watched casually and didn't speak. Although the scene was very bad, he knew that this was an inevitable process. No one was born with skills. Soldiers needed time to become familiar with and then learn. The first thing they need to do is not to learn, but to become familiar.

They need to be familiar with the feeling of holding a long sword in both hands, and they need time to become familiar with the feeling of wearing armor. Only after establishing a relatively intuitive understanding can teaching begin.

"You, Hogel!, why didn't you participate in the sparring?"

"Sir, the group assignments have been completed and I'm alone."

"No one wants to spar with you?" Li nodded and walked to Hogel, "It's okay, I'll do it."

Hogel was a little excited. On the surface, he seemed to be excited because of the favor of the superior. In fact, he was full of bad water in his mind. To be honest, Li just called him out of the line and chopped him with a sword in front of everyone, which made him very unhappy. Strength is respected in the army. If Hogel was chopped down in a normal fight, he would only have one word of submission. But he first asked himself to stand at attention, and then he suddenly slapped himself unexpectedly. What is this?

Forget it, he used the dagger to scare himself afterwards. Hogel was really afraid at that time. If this superior went crazy and slapped him with the dagger, wouldn't he be finished?

Now it's good, what a good opportunity, I can take revenge on the superior with a legitimate reason.

If I beat the superior down in the sparring, even if he is the highest superior, there is nothing to say.

"Why don't you answer? Don't you dare to fight me?"

"No, it's my honor to practice with you. It's also my luck!"

"Oh, no, you're an unlucky guy, really. Believe me."

At this time, Hogel was still laughing in his heart. Li's figure was not strong. Compared with the strong physique and beautiful muscles of the soldiers in the training camp, Li's figure was considered slender. How much strength could such a figure have? It looked like he was destined to be beaten. Hogel was secretly fierce, I will beat you to death.

Needless to say, Hogel was soon knocked down by Lee. At first, he was still unconvinced. He had just fought for a while and the long sword was just put on. How did he fall down? Hogel didn't understand, and later tried three more times, but still didn't understand.

In order to help Hogel figure it out, Li began to torture and beat the soldier slowly. In less than five minutes, Hogel was beaten to the ground and couldn't get up at all. At the end, he left a sentence.

"Yes, I will practice with you from now on."

Hogel believed that he was really an unlucky guy.

The chaotic battle lasted for about fifteen minutes before it was completely over. Some soldiers were exhausted by themselves, but finally all the winners and losers were decided. The instructors took over the group of soldiers. They had no rest time and would run to the next venue to receive the next training.

The training schedule was very full. There was almost no free rest time in a day. Even eating had to be completed within five minutes. Once the five minutes were up, everyone would be expelled from the cafeteria and continue training. Those who did not finish eating could only continue training on an empty stomach.

The intensity of the training was very high. In addition to some traditional physical training, there was also a cross-country obstacle run with team cooperation. In order to give the soldiers a sense of actual combat, Li also set up two heavy firepower teams on the barbed wire. The machine guns were "bang bang bang" and kept firing, while the soldiers quickly climbed over the barbed wire above their heads, feeling the bullets whizzing around their heads.

This uninterrupted high-intensity training lasted until the evening. At dinner time, the soldiers cheered unanimously. A sumptuous dinner that they dared not imagine was waiting for these soldiers. The eating time was also relaxed to fifteen minutes. After the soldiers had a happy meal, it was time for cultural classes.

This was a sinister idea that came to Li's mind. The lights in the classroom were dim, and soft, soothing and peaceful music was playing. The soldiers were given a piece of paper and a pen. They were asked to write something casually. There was no quality requirement, and it must be 800 words.

The only requirement was that they were not allowed to sleep and had to write 800 words.

Those who fell asleep would be severely punished.

This was really too difficult. The soldiers had been exhausted after a day of high-intensity training. At this time, they sat in a warm room, listening to soothing music, and dim lights. They had just eaten a lot. There was a soft sound of waves outside the window. Any normal person would want to have a good sleep. Not to mention writing essays, many soldiers felt sleepy when they picked up the pen, not to mention in this situation.

If the previous training was to make the soldiers fight against their own bodies and against pain, then the current training was to make them fight against their own desires and against a soothing environment.

After a while, snoring sounded in the room. Hogel was hazily writing nonsense on the paper while his eyelids were fighting. Then he fell headfirst on the desk and fell into a dream.