Volume 1: Establishing a foothold in Longfu, recruiting talents, and setting up a special forces unit. Chapter 24: Warehouse Training, Liu Ben's True Face Revealed

  "How's the troop? Have you selected anyone with talent?"

  Long Xia understands Long Zhongtian's intention and knows this feeling, also knowing what he should do.

  "It's still in progress."

  Long Zhongtian then told Long Xing everything that had happened with the troops.

  "From the moment you decided to join the army, I knew that you wouldn't accept an ordinary unit. As a soldier like me, you would cultivate it with great effort to become the warrior that should exist in your mind."

  Long Xing said, although he now feels his body is still very weak, but his tone was full of energy.

  "Not bad, maybe the troops in my heart won't really succeed now, and the current conditions can't reach such an army. I need to develop slowly, see the situation clearly, and establish a legion that suits modern military, a strong legion."

  Long Zhongtian said, looking at Long Xing, telling Long Xing about the feeling he brought to himself.

  "So, the moment we became the rulers of the 15th squad, you didn't think about accepting the 15th squad, but in order to cultivate soldiers like me, you urgently needed talent and conducted a ruthless selection."

  The dragon analyzes the way and expresses its own thoughts.

  "Not bad, your observation is very keen. I don't want to be a team leader, nor did I let you be one. Your talent as a team leader is more than enough, but you chose me, so you should trust me. What I want to do, no one can stop."

  Long Zhongtian firmly told Long Xing, word by word, very seriously.

  "Sometimes I have an illusion that you are not my young master, but a seasoned military general, a very special general. At this moment, all I want to say is thank you."

  Long Xing felt after hearing Long Zhongtian's words that he should tell Long Zhongtian about the feeling he had brought to himself.

  "If I told you that I am not a person of this era, but from the future, from a powerful nation, and a soldier from that nation, and even a king among soldiers, would you believe me?"

  Long Zhongtian understood that Long Xing had already begun to suspect himself, but as for what he suspected himself of, even Long Xing couldn't say. Long Zhongtian felt that he should tell Long Xing, whether or not Long Xing could understand was his own affair.

  "In the future, a powerful nation, this, how is it possible? If I really had to give myself a reason, you're some kind of god descended from heaven, maybe I'd be more likely to believe."

  Long didn't understand what the future represented and he also didn't dare believe how time could possibly flow backwards.

  Upon hearing Long Xing's words, Long Zhong Tian smiled: "Indeed, you can't believe it, I myself also can't believe it. Some things are inexplicable. You just need to know that my soul is that of a soldier, this is an unchangeable fact."

  "So what's next?"

  Long moved his tired body, feeling the pain of the wound, and gritted his teeth.

  "Come with me to the 15th Regiment's base, take good care of your body, in three months, these 25 soldiers will be selected again from the best, and then make further plans."

  Long Zhongtian helped Long Xing up and let him adjust to a comfortable position.

  "Sorry, young master, it seems I won't be able to help you these days."

  Long Hang's face wore a smile and a hint of embarrassment as he spoke.

  "It doesn't matter, with soldiers like you I feel proud."

  After speaking, Long Zhongtian took down the sniper rifle behind him, and the cloth strip wrapped around the gun was torn off segment by segment.

  When the sniper rifle was exposed in its entirety, Long Xing's eyes widened, and this gun deeply attracted him.

  Long Xing felt that this gun was calling to him, with an inexplicable connection to himself, as if the gun was a part of his own body that had been lost and suddenly found again, a feeling of reunion between bone and flesh.

  "What's this?"

  "Sniper rifle, use it to aim at objects, adjust the distance to kill targets, effective range of 800 meters, a magazine holds 20 rounds."

  Long Zhongtian introduced, looking at Long Xing's eyes, in Long Xing's eyes revealed a strong **.

  "You want it."

  Long Zhongtian asked.

  "Not bad!"

  Long nodded and respectfully stretched out his hands.

  "Alright, from today on, it's all yours."

  Long Zhongtian handed the sniper rifle over to Long Xing's hands, and Long Xing lovingly stroked every corner of the gun.

  "Type 88 rifle modified, semi-automatic rifle clip, one-time loading, can be single-fired, can be burst-fired, twenty rounds per second firing rate."

  While speaking.

  Long Xing disassembled and reassembled the entire firearm, his eyes gleaming with a light that was like a wolf who had gone hungry for several days seeing a sheep right in front of him.

  "A soldier with a sniper rifle, already a king among the troops, has unmatched marksmanship. Such a person is called a godly shooter. At the same time, they are like a lone wolf, an eagle soaring in the sky, enduring loneliness that no one else can bear, facing dangers that no one else can face. But in this situation, he must survive because he is an assassin, a killer."

  Long Zhongtian looked at Long Xing and said sentence by sentence, Long Xing was stunned after hearing these words.

  "After a long time, Long Zhongtian stood up: 'We will wait for you outside until you can stand up and go back. No one can help you but yourself to return to your own home.'"

  In Long Xing's ears, he heard Long Zhong Tian's footsteps getting farther and farther away from him.

  Long Lin was watching them and listening to their conversation. When Long Tian took out the sniper rifle, his eyes lit up, and this gun also attracted him.

  When Long Zhongtian stood up and left, Long Lin finally understood what the gun represented. It was accompanied by loneliness, desolation, and death.

  "It seems like you hold a very important place in my nephew's heart."

  Long Lin said goodbye and left the Dark Gate, but his mind was still recalling everything about Long Zhongtian in the Dark Gate.

  It was also at this moment that he realized that Long Zhongtian was not someone who could be understood in a short time, nor was he someone who could be read by anyone.

  There was one thing he understood clearly: Long Zhongtian was a descendant of the Long family, and that was what mattered most, even if not by blood.

  "Halt!"

  Long Zhongtian walked out of the warehouse and saw that the soldiers were still motionless, maintaining the same posture as when he had left.

  With a loud crash, twenty-five soldiers sprang into action.

  "Not bad, your performance did not disappoint me. In a powerful country, there is such a soldier. When an officer orders his soldiers to advance at a run and no second order is given, they encounter a deep and bottomless trench on the way forward. The squad leader jumps down without thinking, followed by all the soldiers jumping down one after another."

  Long Zhongtian said loudly, looking at the warriors in front of him, their bodies were a bit stiff, he knew they had been standing all night without eating or drinking.

  "I'm telling you this to let you know that military orders are like a mountain collapse, even if the order is wrong, as a soldier you must carry it out, even if it's a dead end and a meaningless sacrifice."

  Long Zhongtian's solemn voice struck their hearts.

  "Attention!"

  With a loud crash, the warriors made another move, and upon seeing this, Long Zhongtian let out a soft sigh.

  Long Zhongtian originally wanted to shout "Charge!", but unfortunately, the current soldiers did not have a complete training system.

  The marching, squatting, striding, standing at attention and saluting are all not very standard.

  Just stand up straight.

  "Orders, strip off all your equipment."

  These warriors executed very quickly, stripping off their equipment and continuing to maintain their original posture.

  "Alright, let's start our first lesson. Watch me and I'll show you what it means to stand at attention."

  Long Zhongtian demonstrates a standard modern military posture.

  "Head up, chest out, shoulders back, hips up, eyes looking forward, toes sixty degrees apart, heels pressing down, legs together, body slightly leaning forward."

  It's a simple action that not everyone can complete quickly, and it's not easy to do it up to standard. Everyone is different, and individual physical conditions are also different.

  Long Zhongtian watched them study very seriously and nodded secretly.

  "From today on, this is the military posture, the military posture of the Dragon Middle Heaven Army, your military career starts anew from today, making you a real soldier, even a real officer."

  Long Zhongtian was rehearsing their movements, which were basically fine, and it wouldn't be difficult to reach the standard with a few more days of intense practice.

  However, when he walked to Liu Ben Shi's side, it gave Long Zhong Tian a headache. This Liu Ben Shi was originally one of the instructors that Long Zhong Tian valued, and also his first choice for a machine gunner.

  "What's wrong, why can't you stand properly?" Long Zhongtian asked.

  "Reporting, sir, I am Spiral Legs." Liu Benshi replied loudly.

  "What, come out and let me see."

  Long Zhongtian couldn't believe it and said, because in the past he hadn't discovered it. Liu Ben stepped out two steps, Long Zhongtian carefully observed the result and indeed it was.

  If you don't watch carefully, it's really hard to see.

  "Yes, it's indeed a spiral leg, but if you persist, this spiral leg will disappear. I can tell you that having a spiral leg means you're not a good soldier unless you have strong willpower."

  Long Zhongtian's tone was very calm, but when Liu heard it, it sounded different. Every word seemed to carry a sting, a deep pain that pierced his soul.

  "Sir, what do you mean? Can't people with bowlegs join the army? What kind of ridiculous rule is this?"

  "Do you want to be an officer? Do you want to lead troops?"

  Long Zhongtian did not respond to Liu Benshi's anger, but instead asked lightly, Long Zhongtian's reaction made Liu Benshi stunned.

  "If I don't want to lead soldiers into battle, then what's the point of me joining the army?"

  "Heh heh, you tell me, can an officer who can't even stand at attention properly lead his soldiers well?"

  Long Zhongtian asked back, his tone somewhat serious, and then a sharp glint appeared in his eyes: "Very good, it seems you've already made up your mind."

  Long Zhongtian's sudden change was struck by that sharp remark, Liu Bentu took a step back: "You, I won't give up."

  At this moment, it was not only Liu Ben who understood, but also the other twenty-four warriors. They all realized that the troops mentioned by Long Zhongtian were the real deal.

  And I am one of the first batch of students in this troop, here will make myself grow up, become a real soldier, a true warrior.

  It was at this moment that they made up their minds and nothing would make them back down.

  In fact, they have been convinced by Long Zhongtian, and the breath he exudes, that kind of different military temperament.

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