Special Forces: Rising from the Ashes of the Lone Wolf

Lu Hongbo said with a bitter expression, "I also want to conduct more training, but the whole regiment is the same."

"The key is that any movement will trigger an explosion of inquiries from multiple departments."

"After one or two times, everyone got annoyed!"

Changing the subject, Lü Hongbo added, "Battalion Commander, I am well aware that the Fierce Tiger Regiment's combat effectiveness has seriously declined over the years."

"However, geographical limitations often leave us with no other choice!"

Is that so?

Lin Feng disagreed.

Just like he said, everyone is annoyed, not unable to train!

Undoubtedly, this is a kind of inertia fostered by 'time'.

To put it bluntly: it's better to avoid trouble and let everyone be happy.

Obviously, this is under the premise that nothing has happened.

What if something happens, or there's a mission?

If no unit takes any responsibility, all the blame will be placed on the military.

More importantly, there is no concept of 'war preparedness'.

In case of an emergency, or to mobilize.

It takes fifteen minutes just to add fuel and batteries.

In modern warfare, fifteen minutes seems like almost the entire battle is over!

If it's a pulling mechanism, can it deliver a satisfactory result?

Chapter 327 Battalion Commander, show us your skills?

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Some leaders might feel that the organization of the First Battalion is unreasonable.

How could a purely infantry battalion have tanks and armored vehicles?

This section requires special explanation and elaboration.

First, there is the mechanized infantry battalion.

If there are no tanks or armored vehicles, then it belongs to a motorized infantry battalion.

Secondly, the private consulted a lot of materials and carefully designed the organization of the battalion.

Both the personnel and the equipment are very reasonable.

The only difference is that the staffing is a bit larger.

However, the article also emphasizes that the 11th Army Group is the Imperial Guard.

In addition, it is essential for the protagonist to be assigned to a field army unit.

Because special forces have a ceiling, the rank of senior colonel seems to be the highest.

So the protagonist's future,

While holding special forces positions, they may also step outside the special forces ranks.

Only field troops can roam freely like fish leaping in the sea and birds soaring in the sky.

Enough with the chit-chat, let's get back to the main point.

Lin Feng jumped off the tank, his face stern, and said, "Bring me the training syllabus, let me take a look."

Upon hearing this, Lü Hongbo ordered the soldier beside him, "It's on my desk, go get it quickly."

"Yes, Captain."

As the soldiers ran away, Lin Feng went to check on the fire support platoon.

Almost the same situation, the equipment was in excellent condition.

The only problem is that it has been idle for too long.

The soldiers are almost turning into pampered old masters from the capital...

When the infantry platoon was spotted, the soldier who had been there earlier ran back.

"Reporting to the battalion commander, the training syllabus has been obtained."

Lin Feng took it and quickly examined it.

Every day includes morning exercises, military boxing drills, equipment disassembly and maintenance, shooting, grenade throwing, and study.

The training was routine, with nothing new or outstanding.

When Night Tiger was in office, he could also occasionally take them out for combat drills.

It seems that this project doesn't exist in the Tigers Regiment!

Although the two units have minor differences and characteristics.

But how can one avoid decline if one sticks to the old ways and remains unchanged?

Okay, I think I've got the basics down, but I'm too lazy to complain about the rest.

In short: With Lin Feng taking office, the situation must change!

As he handed back the training syllabus, Lin Feng waved his hand.

"Go ahead and do your own thing, I'm going to take a stroll around Erlian."

"Battalion Commander, let me see you off."

Lin Feng was surrounded by people as he left the equipment storage area.

Upon exiting, I saw a row of people practicing grenade throwing on the playground.

It was obviously a practice exercise, so it was obviously fake, and it involved wooden-handled grenades.

Regardless, Lin Feng became interested.

As the group approached, the platoon leader immediately saluted:

"Comrade Battalion Commander, the First Platoon of the First Company is conducting grenade throwing training. Please give instructions."

"Continue training."

"Yes, training continues."

Training continued uninterrupted, with soldiers still dropping grenades in turn.

Thirty meters is considered passing, and forty meters is considered an excellent result.

(This is a true story. A private in the army used all his strength to throw it 37 meters.)

At that moment, Lin Feng picked up a grenade from the ground and tossed it around.

In terms of quantity, it's no different from a real thunder.

However, our army is currently fully equipped with the Type 86 all-plastic offensive and defensive integrated grenade.

Its kill radius is six meters, which isn't very strong.

Of course, don't be misled by television plots.

On television, grenades kill people through their explosive power.

In reality, grenades are made up of shrapnel and steel balls.

The power of the explosion was insufficient to harm anyone.

Let's not even talk about those anti-Japanese war dramas; they're absolutely ridiculous!

"Company Commander Lü, how far can you throw it?"

"Reporting to the battalion commander, the best historical result is fifty-six meters."

As he spoke, Lü Hongbo scratched his head: "It's been a long time since I've shot, I don't know how far I can shoot now."

"I don't know, we'll find out once we try."

No problem, Lü Hongbo picked up a grenade from the ground.

After stretching out and getting ready, throw it.

"Report, forty-four meters, over."

Forty-four meters, not bad, not great, but acceptable overall.

"Battalion Commander, would you like to show us your skills?"

"Hehe, that's exactly what I was thinking. I haven't thrown them away in a long time either."

After saying that, without Lin Feng making any preparations, the grenade flew out in an arc.

"Report...report, ninety-three meters."

In that instant, Lü Hongbo and the others were all dumbfounded.

However, Lin Feng casually left with Xiao Wang.