Ling Qingyu and Tang Ziyi walked out of the room. Today's training had been finished. Ling Qingyu performed miraculously under Tang Ziyi's guidance. In spite of Tang Ziyi's threat of flashbang usage, Ling Qingyu was looking forward to experiencing herself.
Would she be blind like in the video games or be disoriented into doing nonsense comical behaviors?
Or would she piss herself and embarrassed her dignity? Well, the latter was what she wanted to avoid most.
The elite Special Air Service during the 1980s had described some of their training routines vaguely, which included the use of flashbangs.
What Tang Ziyi decided to implement exactly resembled one of these SAS drill. Resistance to flashbang and stun grenade.
Ling Qingyu already imagined the wild thrilling scenes of her heroically standing still calmly, in the face of multiple violent explosions, bursting out extremely accurate shots on the targets. Nothing outside of her world affected her concentration, as if the world collapsed she remained stoic like a Valkyrie.
Wiping off the saliva with the back of her hand, Ling Qingyu came into the present again. She wasn't as frightened as before. Since SAS operators accomplished them, why couldn't she?
She had asked Tang Ziyi if the guards were also undergoing such training but received Tang Ziyi's gaze of looking at an idiot.
"Of course not until I try it out first with the best physique among us." That was Tang Ziyi's words.
Ling Qingyu didn't know if they were supposed to be praising her worth or treating her as a guinea pig. She almost cried out her desolation
But she remembered Tang Ziyi was the one who cared deeply about her even without showing too obviously. Perhaps, this training hadn't been tried yet but Tang Ziyi must have experienced them herself first.
Well, technically, Ling Qingyu was correct in her guess. Tang Ziyi had toughened her ears' and eyes' sensors to abrupt dire changes in the surroundings. She had trained with real flashbangs but not too often.
However, Ling Qingyu's was incomparable with hers because training flashbang was designed to care for the well-being of the recipient.
While the two walked back, Ling Qingyu glanced through the thick window and saw her guards training inside the cleanhouse. Her face looked stunned.
Cleanhouse served as a simulated room to train close-quarter battle. Usually, Ling Qingyu wouldn't be too surprised. She had seen many videos shown online and her personal guards training once before.
This time she saw several guards in formation wearing tactical clothing and vests. Two columns paving the way.
Each had three guards, one with the large ballistic shield at the forefront, followed by two others peeking out their rifles on both sides, firing at the practice targets.
"Although most of their logic and plans seem feasible, it is very hard in reality. Except for show effect and propaganda, their tactics are mostly hmm." Tang Ziyi showed a difficult expression, which Ling Qingyu could guess. "However, coins always have two sides, including a rusted damaged one.
In terms of shield tactics, their national guards are more experienced compared to other units around the world."
"So, our Sister Tang only brings out the advantages. I must thank you for your thoughts." Ling Qingyu said with a sigh. "Let's forget about the tactics. I'm curious how in the world can my guards, especially females bear the weight of the shield. If I'm not wrong and I remember correctly, the shield weighs 20 kg at least."
"18 kg to be exact." Tang Ziyi corrected.
"Yeah, but it's still heavy. Soldiers are trained to carry around 27 kg. In my opinion, don't get me wrong, it must be hard for our female guards." Ling Qingyu expressed her doubt.
The shields Ling Qingyu's guard used were similar to the Russian version, only slightly wider and taller, covering more angles. The rest remained the same in terms of design.
"What you meant is impossible, right?" Tang Ziyi wasn't angry. Ling Qingyu nodded, beckoning for more explanation.
Tang Ziyi added: "I also know the problems. Even among Russian elite units, very few were capable or eligible for long combat with shields. But you have to know, it's not the upper body's strength, like the style used by the West. Look carefully at their waists."
Tang Ziyi pointed at the shield-bearer figure and Ling Qingyu's eyes followed. Indeed, the shield was lifted up by one arm while there was another connection to the tactical belt.
In other words, even without the use of arms' strength, the shield was attached to a person's waist.
A look of understanding flashed on Ling Qingyu's face. In this way, even females could lift the shields, without burden on their upper body weight.
Of course, the theory wasn't new because Ling Qingyu had seen, some SWAT members experimenting on the shields.
"I see. The old fashion." Ling Qingyu said. The old fashion sacrificed maneuverability for protection. Chapter Discover:
"Russian way works." Tang Ziyi said with a smirk. "But my shield is different. You already knew the special ballistic protection clothing, worn by your subordinates. They were light yet extremely resistant to impact. There are other benefits but they aren't important in our context."
"So..." Ling Qingyu guessed what Tang Ziyi wanted to say next but she wasn't sure.
"Since I can manufacture light bulletproof armor clothing, what makes you think I cannot do the same for Kevlar-like vests, shields, and helmets." Tang Ziyi smiled and spread her hands.
F**k. Ling Qingyu already felt like Tang Ziyi was too cheating!