Chapter 8: Base Training
Zhao Ziyang remembered every word spoken by Angel in his heart, knowing that his life's trajectory had completely changed; from now on, he would be a mercenary who roamed the world.
Zhao Ziyang conveyed to Daofeng: When you have practiced the horse stance for ten years, I will naturally teach you all the Chinese martial arts. However, the prerequisite is that you must persevere. Chinese martial arts emphasize the principle of honing a sword for ten years; it must take ten years
Eight hours? Zhao Ziyang became cautious; he felt that this simulation training was not as simple as it seemed, otherwise Angel, as a long-range sniper, would not take so long.
Europe, infiltrator training base
"The tactical exercise was excellent." After the completion of the tactical training, Angel finally uttered a sentence, which can be considered as an acknowledgment of Zhao Ziyang.
It is quite profound. Taking advantage of the Black Hawk's inattention, the Blade snatched his playing cards and grinned at the Black Hawk, saying: "The resolute heart is not apparent, but it is evident that the cold and frosty deputy commander always loses his temper in front of the special forces, which is unprecedented, hahahaha..."
Angel glanced at Zhao Ziyang and walked away to the side, unable to tolerate the breath that Zhao Ziyang was exhaling onto her face.
"Go do 1,500 push-ups, 1,500 sit-ups, and 100 pull-ups right now! Then run 20 kilometers with a 40-kilogram weight!" Angel almost roared this statement, completely shattering her originally proud and elegant image.
Zhao Ziyang never imagined that one day he would become a mercenary akin to a butcher on the battlefield; he has parents, friends, and brothers
However, Zhao Ziyang was quite dismissive of this praise, as every brother in his unit was capable of performing so excellently.
What if it passes?" Zhao Ziyang retorted
Indeed! A glimmer of vengeful pleasure flashed in Angel's cold eyes as she stated that her training volume was more than double that of others
If you pass, you will receive a gift
Under the watchful eyes of the mercenaries, Zhao Ziyang elicited a sense of admiration from this group. Angel also reluctantly abandoned her training on Zhao Ziyang's physical enhancement, as his physical capabilities far exceeded her imagination, unmatched among the infiltrators
He is currently very concerned about completing missions, as he is a new recruit. If he wants to gain the recognition of other members of the mercenary group, he must impress them during missions. He needs to integrate into the group; only through combat can he earn trust, and only with trust can he truly belong.
It is not for money, nor is it because he enjoys this relentless life of combat, but rather because he must find a way to avenge his comrades. If this vengeance cannot be achieved, then Zhao Ziyang would not be able to close his eyes even in death
Only this Chinese Kung Fu is something even Zhao Ziyang himself cannot master, so he has no choice but to have Daofeng squat in a horse stance for four hours every day. He also downloaded a movie from the 1980s, "Shaolin Temple," for Daofeng to study carefully, and is even considering making two conical-bottomed wooden buckets for this kid to carry water.
"Virtual Reality Individual Training System." Angel pointed to the empty venue and said to Zhao Ziyang, then clapped her hands
"Yes!" Zhao Ziyang replied loudly with his chest out and head held high, but upon seeing Angel's cold face, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Instructor Angel, what I want to say is, is this really the extent of your physical training?"
"Is it just a 5,000-meter run?" Zhao Ziyang asked again
No, you are mistaken. Black Hawk pointed out Dao Feng's error, gesturing towards Zhao Ziyang's face and said to Dao Feng: "Special forces possess a resolute heart. The soldiers trained by the Chinese army may not be the strongest, but they are undoubtedly the most valiant in battle. Death is not a fear for them, but a form of spiritual elevation; they embody a true spirit of struggle."
"Yes!" Zhao Ziyang answered loudly, and then promptly began to do push-ups on the ground
Angel led Zhao Ziyang into the deepest hall of the base, walking one after the other
"I have said, do not call me Angel!" Angel gritted her teeth and let out a low growl at Zhao Ziyang. Upon seeing the sneaky demeanor of Daofeng, she ultimately suppressed her anger and said to Zhao Ziyang in a low voice: "Don't think about going on a mission, you are still far from it, come with me!"
Foreign military forces will never be able to comprehend the excessive training of the Chinese military. However, it is precisely this excessive training that has enabled the individual soldier quality of the Chinese army to far surpass that of other countries
Well then. Zhao Ziyang once again displayed a sunny smile, extending his right index finger towards the distant blade, and forcefully pointed several times in the air.
However, there is a greater demand for the tactical movement and cooperative defense of the team, utilizing effective cover to achieve advancement. It can be said that the configuration of this terrain is nearly harsh, pushing urban street combat operations to the extreme
The two individuals are hiding around a corner, secretly observing Zhao Ziyang
She found herself increasingly unable to control herself; every time she faced this Chinese man, an inexplicable anger would arise. Indeed, he is quite outstanding, but he makes her dislike him.
"Oh, that's fine, Angel, I will call you Instructor." Zhao Ziyang grinned widely, revealing a brilliant smile, and gently spread his hands towards Angel, saying: "All the basic training has been completed, and as for parachuting and air dropping, I just need to familiarize myself with them a few times. Oh, by the way, Angel, can we go on missions right after the training is finished?"
Who knows why Daofeng believes Zhao Ziyang's nonsense, but this kid really insists on it, squatting like a horse, until his waist hurts
Five hundred push-ups, five hundred sit-ups, thirty pull-ups
"In my presence, you only have the right to say yes!" Angel appeared very displeased upon hearing Zhao Ziyang's two questions
Upon witnessing the virtual terrain before him, Zhao Ziyang was filled with astonishment, as this technology was exceedingly advanced and was virtually inaccessible domestically. It seemed that only developed countries such as the United States and the United Kingdom employed such training for their special forces, after all, this required a substantial financial investment
It is evident that Angel is quite unaccustomed to Zhao Ziyang affectionately calling her by her name, and the fire in her eyes is about to burst forth again
The base is located on an undeveloped island in the British Isles, which was once a military supply depot for Nazi Germany during World War II. After being transformed by the infiltrators, it became a training base. The primary responsibility of the base is to train new recruits of the infiltrators, but it is usually left idle.
Because infiltrators do not require many members, only exceptionally skilled individuals can join the infiltrators. As a result, the number of infiltrators is limited to thirty-seven, plus Zhao Ziyang, making a total of thirty-eight.
Upon seeing Zhao Ziyang's actions, Daofeng immediately picked up the two bricks still lying on the ground and squatted in a horse stance with a pained expression. Under his barrage of sweet-coated attacks, Zhao Ziyang finally agreed to teach him Chinese Kung Fu
A single statement shattered the pride in Angel's eyes, and this was the achievement of Seth, whose own pride was built upon being a member of the infiltrators.
However, he cannot yet be considered a member of the infiltrator mercenaries; he must undergo a series of training here to become one of them
Some people live for themselves, some live for others, some struggle for hope, and some are sustained by hatred. Zhao Ziyang lived for hope and hatred; he had to live, to survive with all his might until the end
I am your instructor, and you should address me as instructor! Angel struggled to suppress her anger, not wanting to lose her composure in front of Zhao Ziyang
The number of mercenaries in the world is approximately 450,000, with nearly 2,000 mercenaries dying on the battlefield every day. Of course, every day more people join the ranks of mercenaries. " Night Rose shifted her tone, coldly reprimanding Zhao Ziyang: "Therefore, your chances of survival are one in two thousand, or even lower! Now let's begin training: 500 push-ups, 500 sit-ups, 30 pull-ups, plus a 5,000-meter run. You are not allowed to eat until you complete these!"
Angel was enraged; she detected a hint of mockery in Zhao Ziyang's tone
Anger suddenly erupted from Angel's eyes, sharply piercing towards Zhao Ziyang. Noticing Angel's unfriendly gaze, Zhao Ziyang quickly changed the subject, as he did not wish to engage in a confrontation with her
"Can we issue a task?" Zhao Ziyang asked.
Striving to calm the anger burning within her, Angel gritted her teeth and said to him: "If you cannot pass this system within twelve hours, then you can get lost immediately"
Oh, what I actually want to say is, can I try this virtual system?
With the sound of Angel's voice, the urban battlefield terrain began to transform. Under a distortion of light, it morphed into a dark, primitive jungle, and then into desert, snow, and other terrains. Correspondingly, various natural conditions were simulated to match the climate, completely integrating all possible combat terrains encountered in real combat, even including the actual battlefield terrain of Normandy during World War II
Oh... Zhao Ziyang nodded, thought for a moment, and said to Angel: "If you hadn't mentioned that it was made by Seth, I would have truly believed it was your masterpiece."
In the realm of mercenaries, there are neither heroes nor tyrants, nor is there any notion of warriors; there are only the living and the dead. The living continue to wait amidst the hail of bullets for the day when death will arrive, bringing an end to a life spent struggling to survive upon the bones of others; the dead will be forever forgotten, becoming the bones beneath the feet of others striving to survive.
Angel cursed Zhao Ziyang fiercely in her heart, realizing that she was losing control more and more. All the emotions that had previously been irrelevant to her could now be provoked by this damned bastard. Could it be that this bastard was her natural nemesis?
"Angel, if you have ever tried training tactics on a ground full of stones without any protective gear, then you would reach my level, or even surpass it," Zhao Ziyang said seriously to Angel.
The battles of mercenaries are not the counter-terrorism or anti-hijacking operations that you frequently engage in; they are true battles amidst a hail of bullets. Our missions encompass anything that must be resolved through force. Perhaps today it is a counter-terrorism operation you are familiar with, or tomorrow it may be a bodyguard task shielding others from gunfire. And the day after? It could very well involve entering the front lines of any war-torn country to engage in combat. Standing in the training ground cleared by armored vehicles, Night Rose Angel spoke coldly to Zhao Ziyang, explaining the scope of mercenary combat. She needed to make Zhao Ziyang understand the methods of mercenary warfare and the nature of mercenaries.
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In a series of basic training sessions, despite Angel's extremely demanding requirements, Zhao Ziyang was still not overwhelmed. This left Angel and the other mercenaries in awe of the training methods of the Chinese military, as they could not fathom how the Chinese special forces managed to train Zhao Ziyang.
"You can hold on." The Black Hawk looked at Zhao Ziyang, who was rising and falling on the ground, with a satisfied expression. He snatched the playing cards from the hand of Knife Edge and said to him, "If we disregard battlefield experience, a special forces soldier could completely incapacitate you with just one hand!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ziyang displayed a complex expression on his face, looking at the cold and beautiful face of Ye Meigui with great confusion, as he struggled to comprehend certain issues.
Blade nonchalantly said to Black Hawk: "Boss, special forces are individuals skilled in Chinese martial arts, of course they can do it"
Virtual simulation, abbreviated as VR or referred to as immersive technology. In military applications, it is known as the Virtual Reality Training System, which is an application of physical simulation technology that cultivates the combat skills of individual soldiers and small unit formations by simulating real combat environments. Utilizing the latest international virtual reality technology, it employs HMDs, motion-sensing combat suits, optical technology, thermal infrared technology, and micro-display technology to provide specific environments such as urban areas, deserts, mountains, and jungles; it can simulate various weather conditions, including rain, snow, wind, and thunder, combined with the ever-changing battlefield environment.
The originally empty venue has transformed into a nearly realistic urban battlefield, with various wooden boxes and cover scattered throughout the terrain for concealed attacks, representing a typical offensive and defensive tactical landscape. Combat in such terrain is the most challenging, as every step forward often comes at a bloody cost; this is the paradise for snipers
"Let's talk about it after passing first." Angel turned around and said to Zhao Ziyang with a hint of disdain in her eyes, "I only took eight hours."
From an iceberg to a volcano, whether it is extreme or not, it has ultimately transformed, as the blade understands it this way
The urban guerrilla warfare terrain appeared before the two individuals, and a wry smile emerged on Zhao Ziyang's face: this terrain is based on the first terrain, and its greatest difficulty lies in the colors; the various types of camouflage make every cover the most dangerous existence.
Damn it, bastard
"Do not be surprised, all of this was accomplished by Seth." Seeing Zhao Ziyang's astonished expression, Angel revealed a hint of pride in her frost-covered eyes
Fifteen hundred is quite normal for Zhao Ziyang; this was the amount of training he did at night while in the army. "Boss, can the special forces handle it?" asked Blade, who was holding a deck of playing cards, with a look of confusion directed at Black Hawk.
This is the most challenging virtual terrain of all, and he has no confidence at all