Footwork When Advancing in Combat

The person who took his camouflage uniform was definitely a New Recruit. It's possible they just grabbed the wrong one by accident.

Maybe they had one hanging outside themselves and thought that camouflage uniform was the one they washed, which is why they took the wrong one.

Alright.

So, let's assume there were fifty camouflage uniforms hanging in the drying area. If they took one, there would be forty-nine left.

Now, I just need to find the camouflage uniform that belongs to the New Recruit who took mine. That would leave forty-eight on the drying rack.

One for each of them, and that adds up correctly!

Lü Qinglong felt incredibly smart!

As for how to find that camouflage uniform.

Lü Qinglong waved his hand grandly, grabbed a camouflage uniform in size 175 (92-96), and swaggered back to the Company.

"Found your Squad Leader's camouflage uniform?"

The Duty Soldier on duty asked with a fawning smile.

"Yes, Squad Leader, I found it."

Lü Qinglong nodded and strode into the squad's quarters.

"I found your camouflage uniform."

"Huh? Brother Long, you really found my camouflage uniform!!!"

The New Recruit's eyes lit up. He took the camouflage uniform from Lü Qinglong's hand and thanked him repeatedly.

He felt the texture with his hand and immediately felt that it was a bit different.

"Brother Long, this doesn't seem to be my camouflage uniform. This one is so new, it's like it's brand new. Mine had a bit of dirt on it that didn't wash off."

"No, are you stupid? This is your camouflage uniform now."

Lü Qinglong rolled his eyes at the New Recruit speechlessly.

He didn't know what the recruit was thinking. Did he expect him to go through every single squad's bags to search?

"Oh, okay, then thank you, Brother Long."

The New Recruit nodded thoughtfully.

"Alright, hurry back to sleep. Don't cry next time."

"You're all grown men, what's with all the crying?"

After Lü Qinglong finished speaking, he turned and returned to the squad. He lay on his bed and fell asleep in less than a minute.

His sleep quality was excellent. He slept soundly until exactly five o'clock the next morning before opening his eyes.

As he got up to get dressed, he didn't forget to wake up the other New Recruits in the squad.

"Ah? I feel like I just fell asleep and then woke up again, and the day's training is about to start."

Ji Baichang struggled to get out of bed, his only motivation being the thought of training with Squad Leader Chen Ting later.

The two of them had spoken to the Squad Leader last night and had gone to the equipment storage to get two training guns, which they had brought back to the squad and placed under Lü Qinglong's bed.

"Cheer up a bit. Baichang, don't you feel like every day is full of hope? We get to learn so many new things every day! I think it's great!"

Lü Qinglong reached out and patted Ji Baichang's shoulder, nearly making him fall to the ground.

"Hiss~"

"Qinglong, go easy. Are you trying to slap your good comrade to death?"

Ji Baichang clutched his shoulder and complained painfully.

Lü Qinglong's pat completely woke him up. He obediently put on his clothes and stood outside the squad's quarters.

"Let's go."

Squad Leader Chen Ting, having put on his camouflage uniform, said calmly and headed straight for the small grove on the training ground from yesterday.

The three immediately followed, their eyes full of curiosity. They wanted to know what the Squad Leader had taught Lü Qinglong yesterday.

Upon arriving at the small grove, Chen Ting demonstrated the Shooting Method he had taught Lü Qinglong yesterday once more.

Ji Baichang and Xue Daochao immediately began to imitate him. However, perhaps because they had never handled firearms before, their movements were somewhat distorted and comical.

But with adjustments from Squad Leader Chen Ting and demonstrations from Lü Qinglong, both of them had good comprehension and had basically mastered these shooting methods.

"Squad Leader, is it still Standing Posture practice today?"

Lü Qinglong asked, holding his gun in a Standing Posture, aiming the muzzle at the large tree in front of him.

"Yes, practice Holding the Gun for half an hour first. Later, I'll teach you how to Advance While Holding the Gun and what kind of footwork to adopt in various scenarios."

Chen Ting nodded and replied.

"Yes, Squad Leader!"

The three responded in unison.

However, even though the three were practicing the same action, there were still clear differences between them.

Ji Baichang held the gun for about five minutes, his arms already aching and swollen.

Beside him, Xue Daochao was clearly in much better condition. Although his hands were also trembling, he could still persist.

The most unbelievable one had to be Lü Qinglong. His two thick arms holding the gun didn't even tremble; they were as steady as could be.

Moreover, looking at the expression on his face, this action seemed as simple as eating and drinking.

"We all have one head and two hands, how can I be worse than others?!"

Ji Baichang's competitive spirit immediately flared up. He rallied his spirits again. Even though his hands were shaking like a Parkinson's patient, he still insisted on holding the gun.

Only the pained expression on his face became even more ferocious.

Chen Ting saw the performance of all three.

They all passed. Although Ji Baichang's foundation might be a bit weaker than the other two, the kid had a spirit of not accepting defeat.

He glanced down at the time in his hand. It was about time, so he signaled that they could put the guns down.

"Phew!"

Upon hearing that they could put the guns down, Ji Baichang finally couldn't help but lower the gun he was holding, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

He never imagined that one day, just holding a gun would make him break out in a full-body sweat.

Xue Daochao's situation was similar to Ji Baichang's. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, his hands also trembling.

Only Lü Qinglong was like nothing happened, showing no reaction at all. Instead, he felt that the physical fitness of the other two was too poor, to the point of trembling just holding a gun.

"Pay close attention to the footwork I'm about to demonstrate, and coordinate it with the gun-holding posture you just practiced."

"The footwork I'm teaching you is called the Rolling Step, and it's used for most indoor searches and for searching and shooting when encountering enemies in urban areas."

"Watch my demonstration carefully on how to perform it. I will only teach it once."

"Place your heel down first. When landing, you can arch your foot and use your thigh to exert force."

"The reason for doing this is to greatly reduce the sound upon landing."

"You can judge the distance of each step based on the occasion and situation."

"If the enemy is very close, you can use small, quick steps. If they are further away and you are pursuing, you can widen your steps like I do."

After Chen Ting finished explaining, he asked the three to try it out.

The three seemed to understand and began to imitate the movements Chen Ting had just taught them.

Their progress appeared to be very fast, and they could already walk back and forth with a semblance of skill.

However, Chen Ting knew that Ji Baichang and Xue Daochao were using the wrong points of force. They were now relying entirely on their calves.

"Squad Leader, my legs get sore after walking like this for a while. What should I do?"