Four hundred and ninetieth chapters short-term calm
With the help of Ye Fan, Qu Wei was quickly eliminated from the fire poison.
Half a minute later, Ling Xiao emerged from the grass on the side, carrying a dark automatic rifle on his shoulder.
"Mr. Ye, Captain Qu, what's going on here?" Ling Xiao asked in a low voice with a calm face.
"The berets are back." Qu Wei waved his hand feebly, and suddenly glanced at the FNC on Ling Xiao's shoulder, and was immediately delighted: "Mr. Ling, have you killed that person?"
"Well, that guy was hit in the arm and couldn't continue shooting. He just gave me an advantage." Ling Xiao handed the sniper rifle to Qu Wei with an expressionless face.
"Okay, okay!" Qu Weiwei was overjoyed and turned to Ye Fan with a smile: "We finally have the power to protect ourselves now."
"It's barely enough." Ye Fan looked around, "Where's Brother Xiong?"
"He was a little injured, so I hid him in a safe place." Qu Wei said.
"Okay, let's withdraw."
Ye Fan said nothing, picked up Qu Wei and left.
The three of them came to the big bluestone where Xiong Jian was hiding. Ling Xiao carried him on his back and quickly returned to where Fu Wanrong and others were hiding.
Xiong Jian was injured, and Zhang Ze immediately arranged for treatment.
This guy is not only proficient in Western trauma surgery, but is also very good at Chinese traditional medicine.
In less than half an hour, Xiong Jian was able to move freely.
Although the wound still hurts, he is a sniper and doesn't have to run around.
Qu Wei distributed the food, and everyone had a full meal and moved to a different place to hide.
According to Ye Fan's tactical strategy, the Eagle Special Group stayed away from streams and plains, only wandering in the woods.
Whenever they encounter a strong force with armed equipment, they will not hesitate to fight and will retreat.
Those strong teams would naturally not take the risk to rush in when they received the opponent's firepower response. The two sides seemed to have said hello and retreated in a tacit understanding.
Night fell on the base, and the military exercise arena gradually became quiet.
After a whole day of fighting, everyone was in a very exhausted state, both mentally and physically.
Especially those special teams who did not grab the equipment have been exhausted all day long. Those who can stay at this time are all elite-level masters.
The fourth division covers nearly ten square kilometers, which is very large and has many hiding places.
Ye Fan deliberately chose a hidden grass pile. The woods here are dense and the grass is thick, so it is not easy to be noticed.
The Cunning Eagle special team has weapons and equipment. As long as most of the special team dare to get close, they will only die.
So, this place is very safe.
Under the dark night, Ye Fan and others took turns on guard, letting Fu Wanrong and other rear personnel rest first.
Although Fu Wanrong and others did not participate in most of the battles during the day, they still consumed a lot of energy.
Especially Fu Wanrong and Zhang Ze, one is investigating the enemy's situation from a long distance, which consumes a lot of energy and eyesight; the other is healing Qi and rescuing team members.
Their level is not high, and their physical abilities cannot be compared with those of Ye Fan, Qu Wei, and Ling Xiao.
"Brother Ye, it's already midnight, you go and have a rest."
Ye Fan was half lying under a bush of grass when he suddenly heard a bass sound coming from behind him.
Ling Xiao was scouting near the piles of grass and trees. If there was an enemy approaching, he would definitely send the news as soon as possible.
Moreover, Ye Fan was also on alert at the resting area. There was no other sound except the chirping of insects within a radius of 100 meters, which could temporarily eliminate the danger.
"Brother Xiong, are you awake?" Ye Fan turned around slightly and smiled at the visitor: "You lost a lot of blood today, why don't you take more rest?"
"Three hours of sleep is enough." Xiong Jian held the sniper rifle and said with a smile: "Everyone has taken a break, but you have never closed your eyes and went to sleep for a while.
In a few hours, the points rankings will be notified on a regular basis. At that time, what we will face will be the siege from all the special groups in the entire four divisions.
Brother Ye, you are our supporter, if anything happens to you!"
"Brother Xiong, you think too highly of me." Ye Fan waved his hand and said humbly: "Without your cooperation, we, the Eagle Eagle, would not have reached this point."
"Brother Ye, please stop being modest." Xiong Jian hugged the M24, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "When I received the news of the military exercise, I was actually dead.
Not to mention whether the staffing is complete, even if all the main players are there, our hope of advancing to the second round is very slim.
It is because of you that I not only see hope, I even feel like I am in another world.
Our Eagle special team's current points total reaches 205. You must know that the entire fourth division's 25 special forces teams only received 500 points.
The eight of us destroyed nearly half of the special teams from other countries!
This honor can be carried to the grave even after death and passed down by future generations!"
Xiong Jian patted Ye Fan's shoulder gently, with a very small movement.
However, his expression was extremely excited.
"Brother Ye, I will thank you forever!"
Ye Fan nodded and smiled, "Brother Xiong, the honor of our special team can be said in more than a lifetime, and it can be praised by more than our own descendants."
"Okay, let's not talk anymore. When the military exercise is over, I will definitely treat you to a big drink!"
Xiong Jian pointed behind him and said, "Go and rest quickly. Time is running out."
"Then please ask Brother Xiong to look after everyone more."
Ye Fan crawled back to a small open space among the haystacks, curled up and closed his eyes.
Although Ye Fan could still hold on, his body also felt a little tired.
He is not a god, and it is impossible for him to not be tired at all during a full day of high-intensity mental preparations and actual battles.
It is now 12:30 midnight, and there are still three and a half hours before the league standings are announced.
Ye Fan must seize the rest time and adjust his condition, otherwise he will not be able to bear the consequences if something goes wrong.
The competition area entered a brief period of peace, and the atmosphere in the base control room also calmed down a bit.
Many bosses have gone back to rest, but there are still a few who stick to the data video.
Among them was Pan Yunhai, the leader of the Crafty Eagle Special Team.
"Dad, you've been watching all day. Let's have some midnight snacks and go to rest." Pan Yuyan came to Pan Yunhai with a bowl of shredded pork noodles.
Behind him, there were several soldiers from the cooking class arranging supper for the staff.
Pan Yunhai was in high spirits. He picked up the noodle bowl and finished it in a few mouthfuls. Then he patted his belly comfortably and laughed.
"Sleep for a while, I have to stay here!
It will be the final stage in a few hours. Whether we, the Eagle Eagle, can advance depends on whether Ye Fan and Qu Wei can hold on."
Pan Yuyan's face was reddish, and his eyes were gleaming. "Dad, how many points do we have now?"
"It's still two hundred and five points." Pan Yunhai chuckled.
"It hasn't gone up yet?"
Pan Yuyan was a little disappointed, "There are only so many of them in the afternoon. Eight hours have passed, why are you still standing still?"
"Damn girl, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." Pan Yunhai rolled his eyes at his daughter, "The quota points for the twenty-five special teams in the entire competition area are only 500. It is already very scary for Ye Fan and the others to get such points.
If we can persist to the end, this score will definitely enter the forefront of the history of military exercises in the world!
I didn’t expect that we, the Eagles, would also have this day! Haha, my vision was indeed right, that boy Ye Fan is so proud of me!”
Pan Yuyan covered her mouth and smiled: "Dad, please stop putting gold on your face."
"Gold premium?" Pan Yunhai's eyes widened, "Damn girl, do you know the current standings of the four competition regions?"
Pan Yuyan shook her head, "I wanted to ask, but they wouldn't let me."
"At present, the second place in the four major competition areas has 130 points, and the special group that received the points is the best SAS group in the world!"
"SAS group?" Pan Yuyan was immediately shocked, "Who ranked first in the last EU military exercise?"
"Not bad!" Pan Yunhai stroked his white beard and laughed loudly: "So what if we are number one in the EU military exercise? Isn't it still 75 points behind our Conflict Eagle?"
This was Pan Yuyan's first exposure to an international-level military exercise and he didn't know much about it.
Moreover, her position is not high, her authority is relatively low, and she cannot view detailed information in depth.
However, the SAS team has a very famous name internationally, and even China's three top special teams may be inferior to them.
"Old Pan, you have something to eat but you can't stop your mouth?"
At this time, Shangguan Liuyun walked slowly to Pan Yunhai's side with a cane, a little apologetic in his tone.
"Ye Fan, Qu Wei, they did a great job. The military decided that no matter what the result, they will be awarded the 'Special Hero' medal."
"Old chief, forget it about Ye Fan, that kid won't join our military region." Pan Yunhai grinned, "But Qu Wei and the others will definitely be very grateful."
"They deserve this." Shangguan Liuyun sighed.
Pan Yuyan knew the reason for Shangguan Liuyun's sigh, but she didn't dare to point it out. She put a bowl of noodles for him obediently, "Grandpa Shangguan, I see you didn't eat anything from the cooking class just now. How about you eat some first?"
"I'm not hungry." Shangguan Liuyun waved his hand feebly, "Yu Yan, thank you."
"Old chief, my daughter cooked this herself. I won't give it to others if they want to eat it!" Pan Yunhai saw that Shangguan Liuyun was in a low mood, so he didn't want to poke his wound.
Shangguan Liuyun gave a wry smile, took the noodles and put down his chopsticks after only taking two bites.
"Old Pan, tell me the truth, how did Ye Fan achieve this situation?"
"How would I know?" Pan Yunhai smiled.
"When I first met this kid, he was only two or three times the extreme combat level. However, his analysis of small-scale battle situations, sense of smell and tactical arrangements are very superb. He is a natural military talent!"
Shangguan Liuyun raised his head, looked at the personnel information and points of the Special Eagle Team, and sighed: "Wang Chaoyang, Wang Chaoyang, you left a big surprise for our special team!
Alas, if I knew that Ye Fan was so capable, why would I be so biased towards Long Mu?
I hope Ye Fan can help Long Mou for my sake in the future, otherwise... our top special team in China will be completely embarrassed!"
When Pan Yunhai saw this, he couldn't help but asked curiously: "Old chief, how is Long Mou's situation now?"
"There are only four people left, with thirty-two points, currently ranked fourth in the fourth theater."
"Already dropped to fourth place?" Pan Yunhai was stunned.
Shangguan Liuyun nodded lightly.
"The second and third groups of SAS have joined forces. Although they have lost one or two members, their points are still around sixty points."