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Chapter 522 Targeted

After a rummaging through the box, the customs and shipping officials finally raised their hands and felt relieved.

"No problem! You can leave now."

The leading official announced the final result with a businesslike expression.

The surrounding team members almost had fire in their eyes.

The customs official subconsciously took two steps back and stepped aside.

The guys in front of you, if you want to say they are soldiers, you are right to say they are snipers, but to be more serious, they are also a bunch of top killing machines in the world, with murderous intent and fearlessness in them.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Qasim hurried out to smooth things over.

"Everyone, please leave here and get in the car. I have prepared a very comfortable means of transportation for you."

After leaving the inspection hall and exiting the airport gate, there were military police guarding the road outside. The buses coming to pick people up were parked on the roadside one by one, with their doors open and waiting for the participating teams to board.

Qasim smiled like a flower and led Zhuang Yan and the others towards a dark green bus.

Suddenly, someone called Zhuang Zheng.

"village!"

He turned his head solemnly and saw a tall man with a tall nose and blue eyes wearing MC AOR2 camouflage uniform more than 20 meters away waving towards him.

"Hi, Jeffrey!"

Zhuang Yan recognized the person who greeted him and waved in return.

Zhong Zhipeng said: "Is this Seal's person?"

He nodded solemnly: "Well, we met them abroad before, from Team 3."

Li Zheng couldn't help but said: "Brigadier, I heard that the most powerful SEAL team is Team 6. Didn't they send Team 6 this time?"

Zhuang Yan looked back at the new recruit and said with a smile: "Team 6 is a T1-level unit. Now it is no longer under the control of the Navy and its name has been changed. Do you want to fight against Team 6?"

Li Zheng said: "It's a pity. Since it's a competition, of course I want to compete with their best."

Zhuang Yan said: "You probably don't have the qualifications yet. Besides, their top teams won't come out to compete. If you want to meet them, you won't meet them here."

Suddenly, Zhuang Yan stopped.

Qasim asked: "Zhuang, what's wrong?"

Zhuang Yan suddenly turned around and shouted in the direction of Jeffrey: "Hi, Lao Jie!"

There, Jeffrey was watching his men packing their equipment and luggage. When he heard Zhuang Yan calling him, he turned around and asked loudly: "Zhuang, what do you want from me?"

Zhuang Yan deliberately asked loudly: "Did you just open the box and check the ammunition?"

Hearing this, Qasim's expression changed drastically.

What he was most worried about happened.

When he first saw that Zhuang Yan was the leader of the team, Qasim introduced the origins of this Chinese colonel like his superiors. From the time when they studied together among foreign special operations students to several subsequent international competitions, whenever Zhuang Yan led the team

In the competition, basically even the host country took first place.

Therefore, the small trick of unpacking and checking ammunition is only for the Pla team, and they do not do this for other teams.

It can be said that this is the "special treatment" for the pla representative team.

After leaving the gate, Kasim wanted Zhuang Yan and the others to get in the car quickly to avoid causing trouble, but he didn't expect Jeffrey to take the initiative to say hello to Zhuang Yan.

When Zhuang Yan suddenly stopped and took the initiative to greet Jeffrey, Qasim knew that things were going to be bad.

Sure enough, Jeffrey tilted his head in confusion, as if he didn't understand.

"Zhuang, what did you say?"

"Do you want your bullets to be unpacked and inspected?" asked solemnly and loudly, deliberately glancing at Qasim who was standing beside him in embarrassment and digging out three bedrooms and two living rooms with his toes on the ground.

Jeffrey finally understood and waved his hand: "No! Do you need to check the ammunition?"

Zhuang Yan had achieved his goal, so he waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll just ask."

When he turned his head again, Qasim could already feel the burning heat in his solemn gaze, as if it was about to burn him.

"My old classmate, I really want to thank you for taking special care of us. I think we need an explanation for this matter no matter what, right?"

"I don't know why this is happening. I'm only responsible for receiving your delegation. Don't worry, I will definitely call the staff later to find out what all this is about! I will personally come to your door and give you an explanation."

After saying that, he made a gesture of invitation.

Zhuang Yan glanced at Qasim coldly, turned around and led the people into the car.

Qasim told a lieutenant and a translator to accompany him in the car, and he disappeared in a flash.

Zhong Zhipeng said: "Damn it! Look what these guys are doing! They are making things difficult for us. If they really have no sincerity in engaging in a military competition with us, why bother sending us invitations? After sending them, they still resort to petty tricks.

What a bitch to have to erect a memorial arch! I want to see what kind of explanation they can give us, otherwise we have to protest to them through the foreign affairs department. This is a clear discriminatory practice!"

Zhuang Yan was still calm and advised Zhong Zhipeng: "Old Zhong, is this your first time competing abroad?"

Zhong Zhipeng said: "What does it have to do with this matter?"

Zhuang Yan said: "Actually, I can understand their approach. Do you know why we have not been invited to participate in several international competitions in recent years?"

Zhong Zhipeng was a little confused: "Why?"

Zhuang Yan said: "Usually it's like this... In the first session, we won less first place, maybe only one or two, but generally starting from the second session, we usually win more than half of the individual championships and team championships.

Speaking of which, all the districts worked too hard. They all wanted to win some honors when it was their turn. However, they trained hard on the competition subjects and got the first place. The hosts were dumbfounded. They couldn't beat you, of course.

I won’t invite you to play.”



Zhong Zhipeng chuckled: "Then it's our fault?"

Zhuang Yan said: "You can't blame us, you can only blame them for not being good at learning. The problem is, we also have to understand. You see, this is the first time that Country H has held such a competition. Of course they want to get off to a good start and invite

Let's do it, they are afraid that we will lose all the first places, so they don't invite us, but they are itchy and always want to invite us to give it a try. It is this contradictory mentality that leads them to be both responsible and independent. Do you understand?

"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Zhong Zhipeng said: "No matter what, we have to give them an explanation. Everyone has to open the box. There are so many representative teams, but they just open ours."

Box? Are their legs weak when they see the United States, or do they get into trouble when they see us? "

Zhuang Yan said: "Actually, I asked that just now, just to embarrass them. Don't worry, they will find an excuse, and it will be a high-sounding excuse. If I am not wrong, when we arrive at their base, we will soon

My old classmate will come to visit soon."

While the two were talking, the bus left the airport and turned onto the highway.

The translator didn't tell everyone about the change of venue before, but now in the car, the translator announced the change of venue, and things went viral again.

Li Zheng, Hou Jun, and more than a dozen other team members who were in charge of security, photography, translation, etc. were very angry about this incident, saying that they were just deliberately trying to trick people.

Thinking back to the previous unboxing and inspection of ammunition, everyone vaguely understood something. Competitions abroad are not as fair as imagined.

Military competition is not as pure and clean as imagined.

Even if you scold me, nothing will change.

The car continued to drive, all the way east, until it reached the campground, where everyone was dropped off.

The base is very large. It is in an uninhabited place on the eastern plateau. Country H has a small population, a lot of land, rich resources, and beautiful scenery. Looking out from the camp, you can see the rolling mountains and forests, lakes and grass in the distance, in early spring.

Underneath, it is full of greenery and as beautiful as a painting.

The buildings here have a familiar flavor. The barracks are old and new. The style of the old barracks is very similar to the old barracks where Hou Jun stayed when he was a soldier. It smells like a big-haired building.

The new building is different. It has yellow walls and white edges, is square and square, and is not much different from ordinary military buildings.

The pla team's dormitories are located on the first floor of a building near a small parade ground, with a total of six rooms.

Different from the row houses in China, the barracks here are four-person rooms with separate bathrooms. They look more like an officer's dormitory. The firearms and equipment are centralized and handed over to the comrades in charge of logistics in the representative team to take care of them and receive them uniformly during training.

The H-country military personnel responsible for the reception took everyone around the base and told them which places were not allowed to enter, where the dining hall was, where the training ground was, where the exits were, and what to do if they needed to go out - in fact, there was no need to do so.

Thinking about going out, the surrounding area is deserted and no one can be found alive at all.

After walking around for a while and returning to the dormitory, I saw a military jeep parked on the roadside of the camp downstairs before I even entered the door. Colonel Qasim was already standing there waiting with a smile.

Zhuang Yan looked at his watch and said to Zhong Zhipeng, "Am I right? I'm here to explain."

Zhong Zhipeng still had anger in his heart and said coldly: "I want to see what reasons they use to stall us!"


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