Chapter 238: Who did it, who did it?!

Infantry‑tank cooperation originated first!

Infantry‑tank cooperation first originated in the World War I period, its most typical manifestation!

Uh, the most typical manifestation is! Tanks are responsible for suppressing enemy fire, destroying fortified works and anti‑armor targets, while infantry is responsible for clearing…

In the evening, on the corridor, Kang Changyi strained his voice and loudly recited the points Lu Yang taught in the afternoon class.

His voice is loud; it can be heard clearly downstairs.

Especially the "uh…" that pauses like a comma between each segment.

It oddly feels like middle‑school or high‑school students in a classroom, reciting passages loudly as if no one is there.

Someone from Third Squad, unable to bear the disturbance, walked out angrily: "Kang Da‑niang, could you be a bit quieter!"

"Shushe lou isn't yours alone; others also have to recite. With you being so noisy, how can we study?"

Kang Changyi glanced at him: "You recite yours, I recite mine; you can't get it in and blame me?"

Another soldier stepped forward: "You learned this stuff at the military academy; we never learned it!"

"Just because you learned it, you can't speak? Excellent people can't work hard? Absurd?"

Kang Changyi rolled his eyes and ignored them completely.

The old sense of superiority, with more knowledge and understanding, returned to him.

The points Lu Yang covered in class, he indeed had learned them all, and indeed could spout them out.

But Kang Changyi wants to show confidence in front of others, as if only then can the dull military life become colorful again.

"Then could you lower your voice a bit? You study, others have to study too; have some quality, okay?"

"It's like straining your voice; it's deafening, aren't you afraid the people upstairs will come down and beat you?"

Kang Changyi looked at them as if at country bumpkins: "Li Yang's crazy English, you know?"

"When reciting, you can't just read silently; you must shout it out loudly and confidently to improve memorization efficiency!"

"I suggest you learn from me, using loud reading together; it can effectively boost memory!"

Having said that, Kang Changyi glanced at his notes, exaggeratedly shaking his head and swaying, opened his mouth wide and began reciting loudly.

"Uh, uh… Infantry clears, clears anti‑tank units that threaten tanks, scouts roads, removes obstacles, and designates targets for tanks!"

……

"Squad Leader, could you handle him?"

In the Third Squad dormitory, a group of people, unable to bear the disturbance, covered their ears.

The Deputy Squad Leader couldn't stand it any longer and looked for help at Zhou Kaidong.

Zhou Kaidong also had no solution: "Fine, let's endure it. He's writing so earnestly; I can't scold him, can I? Plug your ears with paper balls, study seriously and you won't be disturbed by the outside world."

Seeing the Squad Leader can't handle it, the crowd turned their eyes for help toward Lu Yang, who was sitting on the bedside reading.

"Platoon Leader?"

"Uh…"

Lu Yang was also quite annoyed by Kang Changyi's drama.

Narcissism is the most typical NPD personality, and it's a trait Kang Changyi can never change.

In the troops, Squad and Platoon Leaders can never do things that dampen soldiers' enthusiasm.

Although Kang Changyi's action is annoying, it does show he is seriously engaged.

Even though he disturbed people a bit, it also indicates he didn't slack off or cheat while reciting the points.

"Kang Changyi, lower it a bit, otherwise you can recite alone on the training ground."

"…"

Lu Yang spoke up, and only then did Kang Changyi voluntarily lower his volume.

But it was only temporary; after a while the volume rose again.

And he was like he had been injected with adrenaline, his face flushed, ears red, emotions especially agitated.

Even at certain key points, his arms would wave, as if giving a speech in a tavern.

In response, the crowd was extremely irritated, but could only helplessly swallow their anger.

Fortunately, after the news broadcast ended and night training began, their ears could finally relax.

"First Platoon, turn left, run, move!"

Lu Yang led the First Platoon, over thirty soldiers, to a lamp‑lit area and began the night‑training drill.

"Tonight's night‑training subject is comprehensive simulated tactical exercise."

"Third Squad in front, First and Second Squads behind, in a dispersed battle formation… advance!"

Lu Yang held a whistle in his mouth and a small command flag in his hand.

When the whistle sounded, the flag waved, and Zhou Kaidong immediately raised his hand to lead the team at the front.

Third Squad soldiers, in a dispersed formation, raised their rifles, aimed into the distance, half‑bent, and moved forward slowly.

The two rear squads acted as cover and support units, forming a 'Π' shape with Third Squad, keeping proper distance while following forward.

"Potential suspicious target spotted ahead!"

Lu Yang shouted, and Zhou Kaidong swiftly followed the simulated command, half‑crouching and raising his fist.

Everyone behind saw his move and likewise halted, crouching with their barrels alert to the surroundings.

"Enemy activity detected ahead!"

"Prone!"

Zhou Kaidong quickly went prone, and the group behind him immediately dropped down as well.

Zhang Jiaheng moved the slowest; when he went down, he was sluggish, the exact opposite of a trained soldier.

Unsurprisingly, Lu Yang gave him a scolding; on a battlefield, this guy would have been shot dead for moving so slowly.

"200 meters away, enemy fire support point detected!"

"First Squad moves to the left, Second Squad moves to the right; after one minute thirty seconds, launch the attack with a pincer maneuver!"

"Third Squad, open frontal fire fully, draw enemy fire, attract enemy attention!"

"Yes! Fire, Third Squad fire all!"

Under Lu Yang's command, an invisible anti‑enemy battle was launched silently like that.

Because it's simulated tactical coordination, everything is pure imagination.

Even though it looks a bit foolish, as long as I know what's going on in my mind, that's enough.

The training facilities of grassroots units aren't that complete, but this kind of training mainly aims to hone the tacit coordination among the teams.

When field station training is later arranged, we will conduct intensified training combined with field camouflage.

Let tactical actions, tactical thinking, and combat awareness form a fixed‑template muscle memory.

Thus, combined with the theoretical foundation taught in class, we can achieve results with half the effort and double the effect.

The night‑training subjects for the three Platoons of the Sixth Company differ; Lu Yang's First Platoon does simulated battlefield tactical coordination.

Second Platoon and Third Platoon handle comprehensive physical training, a full suite of high‑intensity fat‑burning regimen.

If we talk about fatigue, everyone is pretty tired; none of it is easy, but this is the daily routine of the Iron Foot Company.

"Take a break."

Lu Yang gathers the troops and announces a break.

Out of about thirty soldiers, half are drenched in sweat and collapsed on the ground.

Those who drink water drink water, those who rub their legs rub their legs; Kang Changyi pulls out a pack of cigarettes and heads to the Da cesuo.

He takes off his pants, just squats down, lights a cigarette to relax a bit, when several sneaky silhouettes appear outside the wall.

One of them pulls a small string of firecrackers from his fly; the other, with a wicked grin, pulls out a lighter.

……

"The training went well."

Lu Yang is drinking water when He Zhen Tao walks over.

Lu Yang: "Old material, everyone coordinated tacitly, and Zhou Kaidong also led the front well."

"That said, you as Platoon Leader also made indispensable contributions."

"I heard from Old Ma that your afternoon class was excellent, the response was enthusiastic, making people want to hear it again?"

Lu Yang replies: "I didn't expect everyone to support it so much; I was pretty uncertain, worried I wouldn't speak well."

He Zhen Tao smiles: "That shows you have a talent for lecturing, at least far more interesting than my rigid, formulaic style."

"I discussed with Old Ma, and decided that you should take over the upcoming classes."

"I can also steal a break, moving from the stage to behind the scenes, specifically to check everyone's learning results, dictation, spot checks, and so on."

Lu Yang doesn't decline; the troops have always been a system where the capable bear more work.

Everyone fell in love with his class and are willing to listen; that's a good thing.

Soldiers being able to learn autonomously is far better than force‑feeding knowledge into their heads.

"Alright, then later…"

Lu Yang hadn't finished speaking when, from the distant Da cesuo, a burst of crackling firecracker noise suddenly erupted.

After the smoke cleared, a harsh, angry, terrified scream rang out from the Da cesuo.

"Aaaah!"

"Who did this!"

"Who the hell did this?!"