Starting from the deputy company commander of the Soldier Assault Team

Besides their most famous motto of "Never abandon, never give up," the Steel Seventh Company also has a saying ingrained in their bones: "A sharp knife to the enemy, a razor to training, and a boning knife to ourselves."

Most of the top soldiers in the regiment were in the Steel Seventh Company. In such a place, no one dared to slack off. They all trained like crazy, because there were too few opportunities and too much competition.

The Steel Seventh Company's model is more suitable for traditional warfare. In traditional warfare, it plays the role of kicking down doors and acting as a spearhead, quickly opening up a breakthrough point. Subsequent departments follow up rapidly. No matter how many directions come from, we only go one way and directly kill our way to the enemy's lair.

However, the Gulf War awakened the world, and China has been exploring military reforms. Starting in 85, it broke with traditional organization, formed army groups, and integrated armored forces, artillery, and army aviation to form a system that integrates firepower assault, support, and logistics.

As the investigation progressed down to the division, regiment, and company levels, it was discovered that some companies were full of outstanding individuals, while others had very few. The key was to identify these outstanding individuals and distribute them throughout the companies, acting as a catalyst to gradually motivate and uplift the weaker companies.

The reorganization of the Steel Seventh Company was an inevitable result of policy implementation, aimed at better aligning with the combat system of the new era and placing these elite soldiers in more suitable positions to the greatest extent possible.

As for those who act as the "door-kicking spearhead" in modern warfare, they will certainly not be ordinary infantry companies, but rather a simpler approach.

Airplanes bombarded, artillery bombarded, white phosphorus was used to wash the ground, tanks rushed in, and only then did the infantry arrive.

Infantry can go up and occupy or eliminate the remaining enemy forces, and even then, Dongfeng Express can still suppress them.

Therefore, the Steel Seventh Company was reorganized into an electronic reconnaissance company that was more in line with modern information warfare.

The gathering of the Seventh Steel Company was like a blazing fire, which was then scattered into countless stars.

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After answering a number of questions from the soldiers, Zhang Anbang checked his watch; there were still ten minutes left before the lights went out.

"Alright, it's getting late. We can talk about anything else tomorrow. Now, let's get ready and go to bed."

The soldiers quickly grabbed basins and towels and went to wash themselves.

When everyone finished washing up, there were still five minutes before lights out. It has to be said that the Seventh Steel Company was really strong; they even washed up very quickly.

The soldiers chatted with Zhang Anbang for a while longer, finding it very interesting and enlightening to talk to the deputy company commander.

With only two minutes left before lights out, Zhang Anbang said, "Alright, everyone, that's enough. We'll continue tomorrow. It's almost bedtime, so get ready to go to bed."

As lights out sounded, the soldiers in the dormitory quickly fell asleep. With such intense training in the Seventh Steel Company, there was simply no way they couldn't sleep.

The entire dormitory building of the Seventh Company fell silent. Except for the soldiers on duty, everyone else was fast asleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, Zhang Anbang got up quietly, tidied his personal belongings, and went out in his training uniform.

The squad leader and deputy squad leader woke up when Zhang Anbang left the house. Judging from the location of the sound, they knew it was the deputy company commander. They thought he was probably going to the toilet, so they didn't pay any attention and went back to sleep.

Zhang Anbang arrived at the parade ground next to the company headquarters, first warming up his body, and then started running. A 400-meter lap would take him at least thirty or forty laps.

In the quiet night, on the deserted playground, Zhang Anbang ran lap after lap, sweat streaming down his training uniform.

Half an hour passed, and the squad leader still hadn't heard the deputy platoon leader return. Could it be that the new deputy platoon leader was constipated, or that he forgot to bring toilet paper when he went to the toilet?

He was about to get up and go take a look when he turned his head and saw, in the moonlight, the quilt that Zhang Anbang had already folded very neatly.

You can tell how good the discipline is in the military by looking at how tidy the barracks are, and you can tell how tidy the barracks are by how well the blankets are folded.

In the squad leader's eyes, Zhang Anbang's quilt was of excellent quality. While it wasn't so thick that flies would slip on it or mosquitoes would do the splits, its sharp edges made it a perfect square.

No one could fold a new military blanket as perfectly as an old one. Zhang Anbang must have put a lot of care into folding it to achieve this level of skill.

He got up and went to the connecting corridor. Just as he was about to go to the toilet, he saw someone running hard on the playground through the window.

He could tell at a glance that the thin figure belonged to the deputy company commander. "He's a tough guy. He can definitely hold his own in the Seventh Company."

When he reached the twentieth lap, Zhang Anbang was really struggling to keep up, but he didn't stop. He just slowed down a few steps to catch his breath and then continued running.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Anbang maintained his regular breathing and stepping, aiming to complete his small goal before the reveille sounded.

Some say that running is a skill; if you master the techniques of breathing and stride, it's not difficult to run.

Zhang Anbang thought it was all nonsense. He knew the tricks, but he lacked the physical strength and stamina. He was exhausted like a dead dog after running for a while.

He didn't want to be looked down upon, so he could only continue training. He was a man with a cheat code, although this cheat code wasn't as powerful as the original system.

This 150% improvement in recovery ability is really impressive. Before, I would be exhausted after running five kilometers, but now after eight kilometers, I can walk a few steps slowly to catch my breath and then continue running.

As dawn broke, Zhang Anbang finally finished running forty laps, panting heavily, and achieved his small goal.

After a few minutes' rest, Zhang Anbang went to the weight training area and practiced on the horizontal bar and parallel bars for more than half an hour. Finally, he did a few sets of push-ups and sit-ups, which marked the end of his extra training session that morning.

I glanced at my watch; there were still ten minutes until the reveille.

Zhang Anbang dragged his tired body back to the dormitory building. The soldier on duty at the entrance saw the deputy company commander approaching from afar, quickly got up, straightened his uniform, and saluted. Zhang Anbang returned the salute and said with a smile, "Xiao Ning, you're on duty today."

Gan Xiaoning was a little confused. Didn't this deputy company commander just arrive yesterday? How come he already recognizes me?

After Zhang Anbang returned the salute, Gan Xiaoning quickly replied after finishing his own, "Yes, Deputy Company Commander. You haven't been on duty for very long, have you been out for extra training this morning?"

Zhang Anbang nodded and said, "It's not that I'm not physically fit, but that won't do in our Steel Seventh Company. I have to get up early to train and catch up on the progress. I can't hold the company back because of me, right? I'm leaving now. You take good care of your duty."

"Yes, the deputy company commander is right, please slow down." Gan Xiaoning looked at the deputy company commander, who was walking a little unsteadily, but he couldn't leave his post without permission, so he could only say "slow down."

After drinking some water and washing up, we changed into our training uniforms and went downstairs. The reveille sounded, and the Seventh Company resumed its daily training.

As expected, Zhang Anbang was once again at the bottom of the class during morning exercises.