849: Chapter 840: Friendship Duel 849: Chapter 840: Friendship Duel Israel is too small, and the location of Brigade 202 is no secret; there’s no need to drive around aimlessly.
It took just three hours for the bus to enter the new training base.
Although Gao Yang doesn’t like looking for trouble, he’s certainly not a peace lover, never has been.
If necessary, he wouldn’t mind fighting fiercely on behalf of Wolfgang.
A fight was inevitable, but the rules had to be clear.
Otherwise, getting thrown in solitary was the least of his worries, getting shot was a real possibility.
So, while looking for trouble, one had to be discerning about what could be provoked without fear of escalation, and what couldn’t be touched.
When the vehicle finally came to a halt, Major Nate shouted, “Hornet Group, put on your action hoods.”
The so-called action hoods only exposed the eyes for visibility.
Gao Yang and his team couldn’t go around blind, needing someone to lead them by the hand.
After everyone changed into their hoods, Nate ordered everyone to disembark.
As the people in front began getting off one by one, Gao Yang passed by Nate and asked in a low voice, “Major, what fights can we engage in and which can’t we?”
After a moment of surprise, Nate turned his head away and replied softly, “You can injure but not seriously harm, especially no crippling injuries, no surprise attacks, you can brawl but you must maintain equal numbers.
As for the consequences, well, those who lose get solitary confinement.
The Airborne Soldiers play by the rules; you don’t have to worry about receiving different treatment on their turf.
There’s no home field advantage here.”
Gao Yang smiled and said, “Understood, just watch me.”
Now that Gao Yang knew Major Nate’s clear stance and was aware of the rules, he felt more confident and joined the formation in front of him after getting off the bus.
It wasn’t just their bus of people who were here for training.
Gao Yang noticed there were three buses, and accounting for an officer and a driver for each bus, there were at least fifty trainee soldiers.
This meant there were at least one hundred fifty people here for training.
One hundred fifty individuals formed into three square formations, assembling in the parking lot awaiting orders, while in front of them stood a dozen Airborne Soldiers, just watching them.
Although here for training, Gao Yang could tell these individuals hardly carried themselves as trainees.
They held their heads high, each one wearing a mocking face, looking aggressively confrontational; it was clear they were here to pick fights.
Although they were from different units, during internal exchanges and training, apart from Gao Yang and his eleven companions, the others didn’t need to cover their faces.
However, due to their different identities, Gao Yang and his team had to wear masks, which immediately made them stand out a lot more.
Brigade 202 is part of the regular army, and although its strength is strong, matching that of the Special Forces, they are not required to cover their faces while on missions.
Wolfgang’s soldiers, however, must be masked for any operation, and only those who needed to keep their faces covered during training were generally those who, after completing targeted intensive training, were about to embark on a mission, hence the need to keep their identities hidden during training.
Gao Yang and his twelve companions definitely weren’t masked for an impending mission, but others didn’t know that.
Thus, in the eyes of the Airborne Soldiers, Gao Yang and his team became veterans about to undertake a significant mission.
Watching as the dozen Airborne Soldiers’ eyes swept over him continuously, Gao Yang puffed out his chest even more and looked provocatively back at them.
The highest-ranking officer greeting Gao Yang and his team was also a major, just slightly older than Nate.
The phenomenon of high ranks but low positions is quite common in Special Forces, whereas in a regular army unit like the Airborne Soldiers, not only is the rank of major high, but it’s also very likely that he holds the position of a battalion commander or deputy battalion commander.
Regardless of the position, the Airborne Soldiers had to send an officer of equivalent rank to receive them, so a high-ranking major stepped forward.
Nate approached the major of the Airborne Soldiers, saluted, and handed him a piece of paper, saying indifferently, “One hundred fifty are due, one hundred fifty have arrived.
Here is the detailed roster.”
The Airborne Soldiers’ major returned the salute, took the roster, handed it over to someone else, and shook hands with Nate, wearing a smile as he said, “Welcome, a very warm welcome.
Our exchange with your division has become a tradition.
We were regretful at the thought of no longer being able to continue it, but here you are again, which is great.
After all, defeating other units doesn’t hold the same meaning; although it’s still a victory, beating you is much more satisfying.”
Nate scoffed disdainfully and declared loudly, “Last time was an accident, but I’m not surprised you remember it so vividly.
After all, being accustomed to failure, one occasional win must leave a deep impression.
I understand.”
The Airborne Soldiers’ major’s face darkened as he responded coldly, “I also understand your pain, losing an urban combat exercise to the Airborne Soldiers, ha.
But it was no accident.
After all, regardless of the battle, we are the best.
But we decided to focus on urban combat, so you can stand down now.”
A smile appeared on Nate’s face as he said, “That’s right, that’s right.
In the few field exercises held in open terrain, even there we performed better than the Airborne Soldiers.
As for the Airborne Soldiers suffering consecutive defeats in field exercises, they only had urban combat left to explore.”
The verbal fencing between the two majors immediately pushed the already adversarial atmosphere to the brink of a group fight.
The soldiers on both sides glared at each other as if nothing short of a brawl could settle their differences.
Just then, Nate suddenly added in a somewhat contemptuous tone, “Speaking of which, I find it curious why this year we were ordered to transfer at night?
Now I understand, fewer people around at night, right?
The soldiers are resting, aren’t they?”
The Airborne Soldiers Major waved his hand and said, “Alright, enough chit-chat, Army Headquarters has asked that we prepare to receive you tonight, and even gave us a list of the personnel for pick up, demanding that training begin directly tomorrow.
But no worries, we’ll soon have a group of new recruits finishing their drill passing by here.”
Gao Yang quickly figured out what was going on and became excited.
This was practically a challenge to a fight.
It was clear that joint drills between the two units were a tradition, and so was the competition.
Moreover, it seems it had also become a tradition to fight before anything else; otherwise, why would there be a set of rules for fighting that didn’t result in punishment?
Maybe it was because the rivalry had gotten too intense, causing things to go overboard, which led to Army Headquarters separating the two units.
And then this year, reluctantly, they were put together again.
However, to minimize fighting, especially brawls, they arranged for the transfers to happen at night.
They even went as far as laying out the minor details, such as who from the Airborne Soldiers would do the receiving, specifying individuals to avoid large-scale brawls from occurring.
As a result, there was an unspoken agreement: if there’s an order from above, the subordinates would follow.
It was just that unforeseen situations could occur, such as a group of soldiers who’d completed their training passing by, leading to a conflict and thus, the fight was as good as arranged.
As for the idea that the headquarters would issue orders banning brawling, that was laughable.
If a fight had broken out, what were they going to do, execute everyone?
There were regulations and rules in place.
Whichever side lost would obediently serve time in confinement, that was the unwritten rule.
Nate didn’t say anything, just silently turned his head away, and the group of Airborne Soldiers officers who had come to meet them also tacitly looked in the same direction as Nate.
Gao Yang and his team were carrying their packs and holding their personal items.
Without any need for an order, there was a clanging sound of items being set on the ground.
Gao Yang was very excited and said to Li Jinfang in a deep voice, “Toad, aim carefully and go straight for the officers!
Don’t get the others involved; these guys are tough.
We only stand a chance in a brawl.”
Li Jinfang replied seriously, “You mean me against all the officers?
That won’t do; I definitely can’t beat them, they’re bound to have arranged for their best fighters.”
Gao Yang replied urgently, “Idiot, didn’t you see?
It’s soldier against soldier, officer against officer, there are rules to this.
Don’t take on a group by yourself; fight them one by one!”
Li Jinfang replied seriously, “Okay, I’ll start by taunting them verbally, they won’t be able to resist fighting.”
While they were talking, Gao Yang heard the sound of marching footsteps.
After waiting a moment, he saw a column of troops running over.
Gao Yang stopped talking and waited for the approaching troops to get closer.
He noted that there were about a hundred and fifty personnel, with a few officers leading the group.
When they were only thirty or forty meters away, the neatly formed column of Airborne Soldiers suddenly let out a collective shout and broke formation, charging straight at them.
Likewise, the squared formation on this side also let out a shout and charged towards the oncoming Airborne Soldiers.
Without another word, the fight began.
Gao Yang was taken aback before shouting loudly, “Damn it, they’re at it already!
Fight!”
Gao Yang thought there would at least be some trash-talking or a one-on-one challenge that would escalate to a brawl, but instead, they went straight to fighting.
The Airborne Soldiers officers seemed to only be responsible for bringing the new recruits over.
Watching the fight break out, they stopped in their tracks, neither intervening nor showing any intention of joining the battle.
And that made sense.
The officers were certainly veterans, each capable of holding their own in a fight.
And Gao knew well that the Airborne Soldiers must have combat experts to keep order; they couldn’t just bully new recruits willy-nilly.
It was like two waves crashing into each other, followed immediately by a cacophony of thuds and blows.
Though there were no weapons, the fighting was fierce, and the sounds were loud.
Gao Yang and his group were at the back.
The fighting had already started up front, and the back hadn’t yet broken formation to join the fray.
When the fighters in front scattered to the sides and the clashing began, two or three Airborne Soldiers lunged at Gao Yang.
Gao Yang didn’t use a Groin Kick; he threw a punch instead.
This was a friendly-arranged fight; he couldn’t be too excessive.
Besides, if he used a Groin Kick, who knew what the consequences might be.
Ruining the rule that no one should be seriously injured or disabled was one thing, but kicking someone into eunuch-hood would be a grave sin.
(To be continued.
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