Chapter 294 Secret Mission
I am extremely grateful to Qidian Dad [Canshang_Who Knows] for the 500 reward!
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Simon is not hard to find.
After the locust plague, Simon temporarily put aside his status as the leader of the flying brigade and took over Link's responsibility for the training of new recruits.
On the training ground in the military camp, the soldiers of the Second Army were arranged in a neat square formation and were undergoing the most basic training.
Jacob Lai is one of them.
He is 27 years old and has served in the Eagle Army for three years. He once served as a long gunner in the 3rd Battalion of the 1st Army.
After the formation of the 2nd Army Corps, due to his excellent performance in training, he was transferred over and served as a ten-man commander.
This is indeed a good thing. Not only has the weekly salary nearly doubled, but the leather armor on the body has also become stronger.
But if given the choice, Jacoblain would rather be a leader in the 1st Army Corps.
He originally thought that Link's training was torturous enough, but he didn't know until he was under Simon that a mountain is higher than a mountain.
This officer named Simon always smiles when he is not training, and his temperament is even a bit soft. To put it disrespectfully, he is like the boy next door.
But once he arrived at the training ground, the requirements were no less stringent and perverted than Link's, or even more so.
During a training session a few days ago, just because Jacob Lai couldn't help but yawn when he drew his gun, Simon singled him out and scolded him like crazy!
From then on, Jacobai always felt that Simon was deliberately targeting him.
"Very good, next, actual combat training." Simon's voice came: "Jacob Lai, you come to demonstrate."
Sure enough, it's here again!
Jacob rolled his eyes inwardly, but still followed the order and walked to the open space in front.
I don’t know what the content of today’s so-called actual combat training will be.
Let me blindfold myself and judge the number of enemies based only on the sound of footsteps? Or is it about walking through a wall of two teams holding steel blades to train their so-called courage?
Simon didn't know what he was thinking, so he took a deep breath and said loudly: "The 1st to 3rd ten-man team, line up."
"Now, you are extremely vicious horse thieves, and Jacob is the only enemy you want to kill!"
"Array up and charge!!"
Jacob Lai almost yelled, this can be considered training! ?
But he didn't have time to think too much, because three 10-man teams who had set up a formation were already charging forward with howls.
They lined up in three rows, simulating the movements of a cavalry charge, keeping about one person's distance from each other.
For example, it is dry today and it has not rained for several days, so the training ground is extremely dry.
As soon as the speed increased, the smoke was rising, the footsteps were heavy, and there was a real power of a cavalry charge between the shadows, making Jacob Lai's mind go blank for an instant.
When others rushed in front of him, almost subconsciously, Jacobi stabbed with his spear and knocked down a soldier. However, he was also stabbed by the next spear and fell backwards to the ground.
Simon's face was expressionless: "Come again."
Jacobi stood up, feeling a dull pain where he had been shot, and drew his gun again.
This time it wasn't much better. He tried his best to avoid it, but he was still knocked to the ground by the first row of soldiers.
Simon continued: "Come again."
The soldiers who dispersed around and prepared to charge again all had faint smiles on their faces. To them, this was simply a game.
But Jacoby no longer wants to be a punching bag in this game.
"I'm not coming!" Jacobai suddenly threw the spear on the ground: "Simon, if you have any objections to me, you can tell me directly. Is it necessary to humiliate me in this way?!"
Simon stared at Jacobai: "I don't have any problem with you, this is a training."
"You said training is just training. What's the point of training with dozens of people at one place!?" Jacob said:
"That's not fair!"
"No one will give you fairness on the battlefield!"
Simon said loudly: "You are standing on the battlefield, facing dozens of enemies alone. At this time, do you have to put down your weapon, say hello to the opponent with a smile, and then say."
"Hey! There are too many of you, it seems unfair, let's challenge each other - is this the way it is!?"
Jacobai swallowed and argued: "But this kind of training is completely meaningless! Who would encounter such a situation?"
Simon said calmly: "Me, your Commander Link, and everyone who survived on the Bloody Highlands."
"So, I hope you can survive the same scenario."
Jacob was speechless, but the eyes of the soldiers around him were a little strange, and they obviously didn't believe Simon's words.
Scanning the entire field, Simon picked up the spear that Jacobai had thrown on the ground: "This time, target me and continue training."
"I don't know how to use grudges, and you are also optimistic about how to deal with it."
A gap instantly opened up around them, and 30 soldiers once again lined up in three rows and charged forward, howling.
Jacobai's eyes widened, not wanting to miss a single scene.
When you are beaten to the ground by the crowd, you will know how unreliable this method is!
He was even thinking about how he could pretend to be generous after Simon failed.
But what happened next was far beyond his imagination.
The first row of soldiers were getting closer and closer. Simon's eyes were steady and calm. He turned around halfway and already got out of the way of the attack.
Simon even had the energy to explain: "The cavalry must keep a distance from each other when charging. There may seem to be a lot of people, but there is often only one person in the same row who can attack you. So, find the gap and don't panic, and you can escape." .”
The second row of soldiers had arrived again, and Simon happened to be blocking the path of one of them.
This time, the spear in Simon's hand made a very standard retracting and piercing gesture, and he took the lead and knocked the attacking soldier to the ground.
"Infantry spears are longer than cavalry. As long as you calm down, you can strike first before being attacked."
"Although most of the cavalry are wearing heavy armor, this blow may not be fatal, but the inertia of the impact is enough to knock the opponent off the horse and make people faint on the spot; and the gun barrel on the ground can effectively disperse the impact force, so that you will not be seriously injured. .”
Immediately afterwards, Simon took a step forward and stood beside the downed soldier. The third row of soldiers had to take a detour, but Simon "survived" without even hiding.
"Imagine your enemies as devils from hell. They will not relent because of the death of their comrades. However, at high speed, trampling a heavily armored corpse with a horse is likely to damage the horse's hooves, so they can only avoid it."< br>
After speaking, Simon stood up straight and pulled up the soldier who had been knocked down by him.
Looking back, everyone was stunned.
Especially Jacobai, he had just seen clearly that Simon did not use fighting spirit, and even his speed and reaction were within the range of a normal soldier, but his actions were not redundant at all, and his judgment was extremely accurate.
He could even imagine that Simon must have been as elegant as a gust of wind when he was on the battlefield.
If it weren't for military discipline, he would even want to take the lead in applauding.
Damn it, military discipline...
Jacobai looked embarrassed. He walked up to Simon and lowered his head and said: "Knight Simon, I just..." "No need to say more, I contradict the commander. After the training, I will go to the military judge to receive 20 lashes. Is there any problem?" Simon said.
"No problem, no problem!" Jacobai breathed a long sigh of relief.
This issue can be big or small. If Simon were serious, it wouldn't just be a matter of 20 lashes, and it would be a good idea to just expel him from the camp.
At this moment, applause suddenly rang out, and everyone looked back and saw Wheeler, the hunting dog, walking towards him, clapping his hands: "Well done, Simon! It's a bit like the battlefield."
"My Lord Baron has something to ask you."
"I'll go right away." Simon smiled, then faced the recruits with a straight face: "What I just did is not the only way to crack it. In the end, if you want to survive on the battlefield, you still need to be calm enough. This way Only then can we bring out the results of our daily training.”
"Keep training!"
"Yes——!"
Simon left the military camp and followed the hyena to Eagle City. After talking secretly with Raven for half an hour, he said goodbye and left.
Not long after walking out of the city gate, Simon heard the footsteps following behind him. He turned a corner and hid behind the wall. When the footsteps behind him caught up and stopped, he suddenly jumped out.
"Yeah!" Jenny was startled, and when she saw clearly that it was Simon, she patted her chest and gasped slowly, and then hit Simon's chest hard: "I hate it, you scared me again!"
Simon smiled softly and looked at Jenny's face.
Wearing a black and white lace headband on her head, she tightly tied her hair, revealing her smooth and full forehead; her eyes were watery and there were some freckles on her cheeks, making her look indescribably youthful and cute.
"If you didn't follow me, how could you be scared by me?"
Raven and Nancy deliberately set up a match between Simon and Jenny. The two met several times and gradually fell in love with each other, but the last layer of window paper was never pierced.
"Humph, I saw that you were worried, so I came out to take a look." Jenny pouted and kicked the weeds in the corner: "I won't do this next time."
"Sorry, it's my fault. I've been too busy recently." Simon realized that his joke had gone too far and immediately apologized: "Actually, I originally thought about formally inviting you next Wednesday night, my sister's birthday."
"Who cares about your invitation?" Although she said this, Jenny's attitude softened significantly: "You invited me to your home, in what name, who am I to you?"
"I'm going to invite you to my home. What else can I do? I'm not the kind of man who just brings girls home casually." Simon was still embarrassed to mention the word "fiancée" : "However, it seems that this invitation will be shelved for the time being."
"What's wrong?" Jenny was stunned.
"The Baron gave me a top-secret mission." Simon sighed and said, "It will take at least half a year to go out this time."
"We have to leave tomorrow morning."
When Jenny heard this, she bit her lip. Although she was reluctant to give up, she still said: "This is the respect that the master has for you. It is a good thing. You..."
Before she finished speaking, she suddenly saw a sparkling pendant appearing in front of her.
It was a heart-shaped necklace made of gold, with a light pink gemstone inlaid on it.
Simon said softly: "I originally wanted to give it to you next Wednesday, but..."
Jenny's heart fluttered. She liked pink, but she only mentioned it to Simon once. Unexpectedly, he remembered it firmly in her heart: "Put it on for me..."
Simon's heart was also shaken, he untied the chain of the pendant, and pushed Jenny's hair apart very unfamiliarly, his fingers trembled slightly, not only afraid to touch Jenny, but also afraid of accidentally scratching her.
With a click, the necklace was closed, but Simon's fingers still accidentally touched the back of Jenny's neck, and the smooth touch made his heart beat loudly.
Simon is a good boy. At this age, he has never even touched a girl's hand.
Before he could think of what to say, there was a warm touch on his lips.
After a long time, the two separated.
Simon's face was as red as an apple.
Jenny’s face turned red as if she had been poisoned by carbon.
"Come back safely." Jenny took out a handkerchief and stuffed it into Simon's arms: "I'm waiting for you!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran away.
Watching Jenny's retreating back, Simon felt silly and happy unconsciously.
Early the next morning, Simon arrived at Eagle City, took off into the air with two Wind King cavalry, and flew toward the northeast.
This time, Raven even gave Simon the storage belt he replaced.
Time flies, and the hottest July has passed in an instant.
In early August, the wheat in the fields matured one after another. The serfs, who had been working hard for a year, began to harvest the grain in the fields, not wanting to waste any of it.
The military camp was still in full swing. Although Simon left, the training continued.
The orphans who have now become the Wind King's cavalry are no exception.
It was afternoon, and the orphans were wearing full leather armor and repeating spear throwing training.
Hoyaz was among them.
This young man who once paved the way for Nancy and wiped out the insect king has now gradually matured. Although his body cannot be said to be burly, he is also strong and strong.
The wooden spear in his hand was no longer a training spear, but a fine steel throwing spear used in actual combat. It was three and a half feet long, weighed 7 pounds, and was a little hot under the scorching sun.
But Hoyaz still raised it steadily to his shoulder with one hand, his eyes fixed on the target, even if the sweat overflowed from the leather helmet and burned the corners of his eyes, he still did not waver.
Until the order came: "--Vote!"
The splayed legs were exerting force at this moment, and the right foot kicked off the ground fiercely. The power was fed back from the earth to the legs, and then transferred to the shoulders through the waist. The arms were straightened, and the spear flew away with a sound of breaking through the air.
After tens of thousands of exercises, Hoyaz is now not only able to guarantee that he can hit the target, but can even clearly calculate how long his spear will take to fly.
3 breaths, only 3 breaths needed.
3, 2, 1…
He counted silently in his mind.
When——
When the spear hit the wooden target, the dry and strong pine wood was immediately pierced and torn, and half of his body fell to the ground.
A team of 50 people and 50 targets. After one shot, only about 6 or 7 targets were still standing.
"Okay, today's training is over, dismissal!"
A year ago, if you heard this disbandment, you would definitely have thrown spears everywhere, but now the orphans have maintained excellent discipline.
They all stepped forward to take back their throwing spears, and then used cotton cloth dipped in clean water to wipe the spears clean from beginning to end to prevent sweat from causing rust. After the spears became dry, they put them away and returned them to the warehouse.
Hoyaz was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by the instructor, who mysteriously pulled him into the barracks alone.
When Hoyaz was confused, the instructor slapped him on the shoulder and then threw over a list:
"You're really lucky this time!"
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(End of chapter)