Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 120, Part 121: Crazy Training (A long chapter of 6,000 words)
The high school team is having a real headache trying to improve the rookies' teamwork in a short period of time.

"Looks like we'll have to come up with something special."

Sitting in the office, Gao Zhong was frowning as he pondered over a draft paper on the table with the words "Training Plan" written on it.

What kind of training plan should be arranged for Chang Ning and his teammates to improve their teamwork in a short period of time?

Chang Ning is not part of Group B and can be excluded from training. However, since the specific arrangements for Chang Ning have not been finalized, Chang Ning will have to eat, live, and train with Group B. They may also have to go on missions together. In short, Chang Ning's work schedule is flexible.

Therefore, while the high school team is cultivating teamwork among the members of Group B, they can't leave Chang Ning out of the picture. Who knows when the higher-ups might ask Chang Ning to participate in a mission as well?

"This time, the time is really tight and the task is heavy."

The high school team felt like they were holding a hot potato, and most importantly, they couldn't let anyone else take it over.

In reality, although their Lone Wolf Commando Team claims to be the special forces among special forces, a non-existent shadow force.

But the reality is that anyone with a bit of background knows they are the Lone Wolf. With this exposure, the high school team doesn't think they are still qualified to call themselves the "Shadow Force." It's a complete misnomer.

Therefore, Xiao Zhuang's Group B was created.

Having learned from the previous failures of Team A, the Wolf Fang leadership is fully prepared to make Team B a true shadow force and the sharpest sword of the Southeast Military Region!
The higher-ups valued Xiao Zhuang and his team highly, so how could Team Leader Gao possibly delegate the task of training Group B to someone else? He had no choice but to personally handle everything.

The high school team is now the head coach and logistics staff of Group B, and he is responsible for all aspects of their lives, including food, clothing, accommodation, and transportation.

Now he has to worry about improving the teamwork between the B group members and Chang Ning and the others in a short period of time, which has kept the high school team very busy.

Inside the 026 logistics warehouse operations conference room, Chang Ning and the members of Team B sat upright in their seats, waiting for Captain Gao to introduce the next phase of the training plan to them.

They were supposed to be practicing close-quarters combat in the training room, but they had to stop because of a lack of coordination.

"I won't tell you the training content for improving teamwork, because if you know the answers in advance, the training will be less interesting."

Hearing this, and seeing the obvious trouble brewing on Gao Zhong's face, Chang Ning felt a tightness in her chrysanthemum.

No one wants to be the one being messed with, especially Chang Ning, who had witnessed the methods used by the high school team, he didn't want to be one of them.

But Chang Ning knew he was just a newbie and had no right to be picky. Besides, Gao Zhong was their head instructor and their superior, so he had no right to say no.

Like Chang Ning, the members of Group B felt saddened by the prospect of enduring countless miserable days ahead.

No one showed it openly; even the ostrich, usually the most unruly and self-destructive person, started to shut up.

Having been thrashed by the high school team for so long, they knew their tactics inside and out.

If they ask when the high school team explicitly states they won't be told the training plan, they'll face hundreds of push-ups or at least a five-kilometer armed cross-country run.

These are all lessons learned by Chang Ning and his team through their own hard work.

Seeing that the rookies, contrary to their usual behavior, did not ask him any questions, the high school team leader felt very gratified and marveled at how much the rookies had grown.

It's not easy for him. This is a special forces unit, and asking questions is the most taboo thing to do.

You will know what you need to know. Since the military commander didn't say anything, it means this matter cannot be easily revealed.

Serving in a special forces unit requires a strong sense of secrecy!

"Grey Wolf gave the stuff to the newbies, and I even went to the logistics department to slip them a few packs of good cigarettes for them."

Thinking about the few bags of food he had given away to the high school team, he felt a pang of heartache; those were his rations.

Upon seeing the paintball gun in their hands, Chang Ning and the rest of Group B exchanged knowing glances. This type of gun had been phased out since the invention of blank cartridges and new sensor systems.

To find anything still usable now, you'd have to buy it from outside. The Wolf Fang's warehouse has probably already disposed of all of these things; finding even a few guns would have been a huge struggle for the squadron.

"Oh, right, you guys put this up."

Gray Wolf took out red Velcro straps from his pocket and handed them to Geng Jihui.

"These Velcro straps are fluorescent for easy identification."

After seeing Chang Ning and the rest of Group B sling their guns on their backs and fasten the Velcro straps, Captain Gao said, "Friendly reminder: from now on, you are not allowed to let your guns leave your bodies, not even when you are in the bathroom!"
Okay, disband!"

After saying that, the high school team and the rest of Group A all left in a flash, leaving the rookies looking at each other in bewilderment.

Chang Ning is now unsure what the high school team is up to. Is it to let them get used to the feeling of having weapons on their bodies?

Chang Ning believes things are not that simple.

"Alright, everyone stop guessing. If you ask me, we should just stay put and wait for things to change. The high school team's intentions will be exposed sooner or later."

Xiao Zhuang wasn't in a hurry at all. After outsmarting the high school team for so long, he knew that getting anxious now would be useless.

After all, their tactics are too sophisticated; with their limited skills, they shouldn't even think about outsmarting the high school team.

With Chang Ning's help, Xiao Zhuang didn't have a falling out with Gao Zhong's team as in the original storyline.

Instead, after witnessing the tactics of the high school team, he chose to give up.

"Xiao Zhuang is right. The high school team has given us too little information so far, so we can't make any inferences."

Qiangzi also supports Xiaozhuang's view.

Chang Ning and Geng Jihui exchanged a glance, and Chang Ning could tell from Geng Jihui's eyes that he was also completely confused.

"Let's go back and eat first."

Chang Ning suggested that it was almost lunchtime and it was rare that Group A hadn't trained them.

If you don't eat well, there's something wrong with your brain!
Seeing Chang Ning nod at him, looking like she "understood," Geng Jihui was dumbfounded.

He didn't do anything just now, so what did Chang Ning see in him? Why did she make that expression?

Since the end of her vacation, Chang Ning's behavior has become increasingly strange.

With someone taking the lead, everyone was naturally happy to eat in the mess hall. The food in the special forces was really good, much better than what they ate in the reconnaissance company.

"Should we send someone to interfere?"

Watching the rookies enjoying their meal through the surveillance camera, the gray wolf suddenly felt that the food he had just gotten from the cafeteria no longer tasted good.

"No rush, this is the last peaceful meal they'll have before their teamwork improves."

"I'm eating my food," said the high school team leader, picking at his food.

Previous teamwork training took too long, and time is what he lacks most now, so the high school team had to come up with a quick way to improve.

However, the rapid training also has great harm to the body. Gao Zhongdui did not expect that he would be greeting the new military doctor so soon.

Here's what happened: the high school team leader wasn't a professional trainer, but with his extensive experience, he immediately recognized that his training plan was causing significant harm to his body.

This was the only training plan he could think of that could improve the teamwork of Group B in a short period of time, but the harm caused by this training plan was enormous.

Just when the high school team was about to give up on the plan, the newly arrived military doctor, Tong Youyou, caught their attention.

"Oh dear, how could I forget about her!"

Even though she got in through connections, Tong Youyou's resume is still very impressive.

Without exceptional skills, even connections wouldn't get you into the Wolf Fang unit; getting past Captain He alone would be a tough hurdle.

Everyone in Wolf Fang knew who Captain He was, and no one felt more attached to Wolf Fang than Captain He. That's why no one objected to Tong Youyou using connections to get into Wolf Fang.

They all believed in Captain He's character.

"Dr. Tong, I have something I'd like to consult with you about."

The high school team quickly called out to Tong Youyou, who was walking on the tree-lined path.

"High School Team?"

Tong Youyou heard someone calling her from behind. She turned around and was quite surprised to see that it was Gao Zhong.

Apart from the last time she helped the high school team select new members for Wolf Fang, Tong Youyou rarely saw the high school team again, even though they now belonged to Wolf Fang.

"Dr. Tong, it's like this..."

The high school team quickly stepped forward and unfolded the training plan, which had been folded into a square, to explain it to Tong Youyou.

Whether he can overcome this difficulty depends on Tong Youyou. The high school team has reviewed Tong Youyou's information, and professional matters should be left to professionals.

"Team Leader Gao, who wrote this training plan? Following this training regimen will cause enormous damage to the trainees' physical functions..."

Tong Youyou kept talking, criticizing the high school team's training plan as completely useless, though she was looking at it from a medical perspective.

If we disregard the potential harm to the human body, the training plan that the high school team showed her was very effective, a point Tong Youyou would not deny.

"It was me who wrote it. I came to you because I wanted to ask for your help to see if there was any way to remove this damage."

The high school team spoke frankly and openly about their needs.

"I see. I can think of a solution for you."

Tong Youyou tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. The injuries to her body caused by the high school team's training program were a problem that was neither too big nor too small for her, but it didn't leave her helpless.

She is a genuine medical doctor and a licensed traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. This level of injury is not irreversible. After training, she can recover with some traditional Chinese medicine treatment.

The main reason is that Chang Ning is currently training under the high school team, and she will have the opportunity to secretly observe Chang Ning from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Then I'll leave it to Dr. Tong. Also, please make sure you come up with a feasible plan as soon as possible."

"Ok."

Seeing that Tong Youyou had agreed to resolve the issue of her physical injury, the high school team felt much more relaxed.

Perhaps due to the military reforms, their special forces unit has been particularly busy lately. These past two days, he's been so busy just searching for information that he hasn't had a moment to spare.

In addition, he also had to worry about Chang Ning and the rookie high school team in Group B, wishing he could be in two places at once.

At night, outside the dormitory of Lone Wolf Group B, Gao Zhong, along with Gray Wolf and others, listened to the snoring coming from inside the dormitory. They glanced at their watches; it was 3 a.m.

"let's start."

Team leader Gao nodded and cocked his paintball gun.

After Gray Wolf and his comrades got ready, they pushed open the dormitory door of Group B and threw in several tear gas canisters that had been spiked.

The dormitory was instantly filled with a high concentration of tear gas. Recognizing the familiar smell, Chang Ning knew things weren't so simple. First tear gas, then what?
Chang Ning and the members of Group B, with tears streaming down their faces, quickly dressed and tried to run out of the dormitory, but unfortunately, the high school team didn't want to give them that chance.

This afternoon, Gray Wolf gave Chang Ning and the others Velcro patches that had identification functions. In addition, the high school team came prepared tonight, with each member carrying a night vision device. In the dark, the Velcro patches on Chang Ning and the others' clothes were the best markers.

After rushing into the dormitory, the members of Group A unleashed a barrage of paintballs at Chang Ning and his group.

The gun was modified; when paintballs hit my body, they either caused redness and swelling or bruising.

At this moment, Chang Ning and some of the members of Group B were not even dressed properly, and screams echoed throughout the dormitory.

"Everyone, come out and assemble!"

Seeing that it was about time, the high school team asked the people in the dormitory to gather outside.

"Look at your teamwork today, it was awful, like dog shit!"
Was the gun I gave you this afternoon just a fire poker?!
From today onwards, you will be attacked at any time and in any place. Anyone who is killed will be punished.

Everyone, head to the track, run 10 kilometers!

Chang Ning and his group were beaten black and blue, and their bodies ached terribly even after taking just one step.

Seeing the rookies grimacing and gasping for breath, Captain Gao shouted expressionlessly, "Stop! Didn't Gray Wolf tell you to carry your weapons with you when you checked in?"
Go back and get your weapons, this time it's twenty kilometers!

At this moment, Chang Ning and his companions began their ordeal.

Because they not only have to be on guard against attacks from Group A at any time, but also have to concentrate on learning various special skills.

"Can anyone tell me what the essence of fighting is?"

The instructor in charge of teaching combat to the newbies stood beside the mud pit and asked loudly.

Chang Ning and Xiao Zhuang were at the bottom of the mud pit. Unlike the other newbies, they were all carrying paintball guns that Gray Wolf had given them.

The newbies have been going through a nervous breakdown these past few days. If it weren't for the location, they would think they were still undergoing hell week training at the Wolf Fang selection training camp.

"Report: The essence of combat is to knock down or kill the opponent."

Chang Ning replied.

"That's right, that's its purpose."

What I want to say is that fighting is very simple. You just need to remember that fighting is simply blocking and counter-attacking!
"As long as you are fast enough, strong enough, and know how to block and counterattack, you are fighting masters."

The instructor stood by the mud pit, speaking eloquently and sharing his understanding and insights into combat with the newbies.

"So how do we improve our blocking and counter-attacking abilities?"

Chang Ning asked.

Chang Ning has an extraordinary obsession with fighting. The fact that he failed to take down a skinny "corpse-picking" person on the street last time is a dark history that he can't shake off.

He wants to become an outstanding person, and outstanding people are not allowed to have obvious weaknesses.

"It's simple, just get beaten up."

The combat instructor with a buzz cut smiled at Chang Ning, revealing his white teeth.

You can't learn to hit someone without getting hit first.

For the first time, Chang Ning had a bad feeling. He discovered that the instructors of the Wolf Fang all had some peculiar little quirks.

Take this combat instructor for example. He looks short and stocky, with a square face that gives off a simple and honest vibe when he smiles.

Who would have thought that this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes would actually be thinking of beating up these poor newbies?

Is there any heavenly principle? Is there any royal law?
If this guy hadn't been personally acknowledged by the high school team as the second strongest fighter in the entire Wolf Fang team, he would have quit.

Of course, Chang Ning could only think these things in his mind; he had no right to be picky.

His fighting ability is top-notch in the Wolf Fang High School team. Anyone who can be recognized by the high school team must have remarkable fighting skills.

"careful!"

The speaker was Geng Jihui, who caught a glimpse of the Group A members holding paintball guns out of the corner of his eye.

Recently, Chang Ning and his team have gained some experience and reacted immediately upon hearing Geng Jihui's warning.

They quickly occupied advantageous terrain, but it was useless since they were currently stuck in a mud pit; there was no terrain to speak of.

If there's any advantage to it, it's only for the people in Group A.

Chang Ning and his team could only stand back to back to prevent Group A from wiping them out.

Unfortunately, with Chang Ning and his team's current strength, it will be difficult for them to defeat Group A. Even with someone like Chang Ning, whose marksmanship is superb, they cannot turn the tide of the battle for the time being.

Because they would all be punished if even one of them was killed.

"Everyone, do 500 push-ups!"

Chang Ning looked at the mud that was up to her calves and thought, "Well, this style is definitely Wolf Fang."

"When will this damn training ever end?!"

The ostrich scrunched up his face, burying it in the mud every time he did a push-up.

"I will stop this training once your teamwork improves."

Seeing that the high school team hadn't left, Ostrich's expression changed drastically, and he obediently shut up and did push-ups, as if he wasn't the one who had just been complaining.

Ostrich was really afraid that the high school team would use this to increase the number of push-ups for them. They also had a combat class coming up, and even if they couldn't beat the instructor, they didn't want to take a few more punches because they were too tired.

Chang Ning's confidence stems from his ability to withstand physical training of this level, which requires several times more physical strength than the average person.

He just "killed" a member of Group A, but since everyone was wearing masks, he didn't know who the unlucky guy was.

Based on Chang Ning's understanding of the high school team, the fate of the Group A member he "killed" would only be worse than theirs.

After finishing the push-ups with heavy breaths, everyone was slightly out of breath. The combat instructor's eyes lit up when he saw that Chang Ning was unaffected and stood out from the crowd.

The foundation of combat is having a good physique. With Chang Ning's physical attributes, as long as he has a little bit of fighting talent, he is destined to be strong in close combat in the future.

"I just observed you all, and your physical condition is pretty good."

Especially this rookie standing right in front of me, as the physically fittest member of the team, I now formally invite you to be the first to receive my training.

The combat instructor gave Chang Ning plenty of face, showering him with empty compliments.

Regardless of what happens to him next, Chang Ning is at least happy to learn a few moves from this honest-looking fighting instructor.

'Wait! Something's not right!'

Chang Ning instantly sobered up; he was no masochist.

I don't know why, but seeing the instructor's serious expression, I suddenly felt like sparring with him.

With his mediocre fighting skills, which barely qualify as amateurish, he would be easily defeated if he went up there.

But judging from his current situation, he can't escape becoming a punching bag.

Wolf Fang is indeed a place where hidden talents abound. Who would have thought that the combat instructors would also be so knowledgeable about psychology?

Chang Ning turned around and stared at Xiao Zhuang and the others one by one. The scene was quite evocative, like a scene from a poem. Unfortunately, the guys in Group B weren't Yan Dan. They were actually gloating.

Chang Ning sighed that he had made a bad choice in making friends. Didn't they know that their fate would be the same as his own? They still had the mind to gloat over others' misfortunes!
Looking at Chang Ning's tragic face and fearful eyes, the combat instructor was completely baffled.

He didn't know what was going on with Chang Ning; he had only invited Chang Ning to be his punching bag.

Sigh, is this supposed to be a teaching tool to show other newbies? Is it really necessary to make such a strange face?
Everyone knows that Langya is the most reasonable and polite instructor.

After Chang Ning climbed out of the mud pit, the combat instructor said to him, "You can attack me now."

Upon hearing the command, Chang Ning punched the instructor in the face without hesitation.

Chang Ning had no worries. With his skill level, he would need to practice more to hurt the instructor, at least until the system generated a combat experience bar.

"Did you return the fighting skills to your class monitor?"

Chang Ning's punch left his center wide open, and the combat instructor now had no fewer than ten ways to kill Chang Ning in his mind.

"puff"

That's the sound of Chang Ning being kicked back into the mud pit.

The combat instructor chose a gentler method to defeat Chang Ning, believing that only by kicking Chang Ning back into the mud pit could he minimize the damage he would suffer.

In Group B, the veteran was inexplicably caught in the crossfire.

Chang Ning was eventually assigned to their class, but after Chang Ning arrived, there was first a leadership inspection, then an exercise, and finally the Wolf Fang selection. How could there be time to teach combat?

He thought that Sergeant Ma had taught Chang Ning a lesson, and the veteran didn't want to take the blame for it.

"Report: I have very little prior experience with combat training!"

Chang Ning wiped the mud off her eyelids with her hand and explained loudly.

"Okay, then come up first and we'll continue."

The combat instructor's concern for Chang Ning grew rapidly. The fact that Chang Ning had little prior experience with combat meant that he was a complete novice.

He can teach this kind of student however he wants, guaranteeing that he will turn Chang Ning into the person he desires.

What followed was a one-sided torture for Chang Ning. Just as he was rubbing his face and falling into the mud for the twentieth time, the combat instructor was finally replaced.

"This newbie, please submit a report on your experience of getting beaten up today tomorrow."

This bizarre request reminded Chang Ning of her lost youth on campus and the assassin's face.

I don't know what the assassin is doing, and he hasn't come looking for me lately.

The assassin and Chang Ning had a mentor-student relationship, and the assassin often gave Chang Ning extra help.

"Little Tiger, can I borrow this newbie today?"

Speak of the devil, and he appears. The assassin, standing by the mud pit, pointed at Chang Ning and said to the combat instructor.

Seeking monthly tickets and recommendation tickets
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(End of this chapter)