Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.40 Veteran is properly
Renwa is a bit thin. When he was sitting inside, he looked like he had stayed up late and looked a little haggard. This made Zhang Bi feel quite sorry. In fact, the influence he brought about was really great because of his reckless actions.
If you are not careful, it will be a very destructive event.
Although the destructive power is already great, his identity is still unknown, right? No one can tell.
"Old comrades, you have worked hard... You have worked hard." The ambassador was gentle and nodded, wearing a pair of glasses. Zhang Sanxian was also quite embarrassed and said quickly: "There is nothing we can do about it. It is important to save our lives."
There was silence for a while, and then the ambassador asked: "Who is that person?"
When he asked questions, his glasses were looking at Zhang Bi.
Zhang Bi stood there without saying a word, and several old guys were silent. Zhang Sanxian said bravely: "It's a Thai-Chinese, remembering the blood of their ancestors, having the same ancestors, and came to help."
After talking about it later, Mr. Zhang also felt that this was quite nonsense and was not happy to continue talking.
"Actually, I have to thank that person, he is very brave and brave."
The ambassador suddenly said quickly: "This is just my personal opinion."
Everyone felt bored, because a group of old people had brought a lot of trouble to people. In this situation, they were still passive. After a while, the ambassador said: "Yesterday, some other old comrades were sent to the hospital for treatment. They were all frightened.
It’s too much.”
"You fucking deserve it, those bastards
Zhang Juncai was cursing, but he realized where this place was, so he quickly shut up and held it in for a long time. His old face looked like a monkey.
The ambassador glanced at Zhang Bi and said: "This is,"
"Oh, this is my grandson. He happens to be visiting Thailand. There is a big boat parked in the port outside. He is on that boat."
Zhang Sanxian said quickly.
The ambassador took a second look at Zhang Bi and said, "The plane will be ready in the evening, and you can return home then."
Hearing such words, a group of old guys breathed a long sigh of relief.
Zhang Bi also said secretly: It's really hard for others. This time, it was really thrilling. Not only did he almost lose his life, but he also caused so many troubles.
At this time, Helen was still standing at the door. Lao Gao was watching and was not afraid of anything happening. Lao Gao was bored, so he looked at Helen and asked in English: "Do you know the young man inside?"
Helen was stunned for a moment, then nodded when she saw Lao Gao asking her, "Yeah."
Lao Gao wanted to take out a pack of cigarettes, but when he saw that the area was not suitable, he interrupted the idea and said, "He is quite nice."
Helen nodded slightly.
Lao Gao found it boring and said nothing.
After bidding farewell to the ambassador and thanking him repeatedly, Zhang Ben felt relaxed and left the embassy, regardless of the countless cameras around him taking pictures.
He is not afraid of anything now. No one can recognize him anyway. Even if he looks similar, who can tell? There are so many people in the world who look alike, so he refuses to admit it.
The ambassador probably also knew Zhang Ben's identity, but this matter is just the wisdom of the Chinese people. It can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. To put it bluntly, it is meaningless.
Moreover, the ambassador has been very busy in the past two days, treating and comforting Chinese tourists, and searching for other tourists. These tasks have gone very smoothly. For him, from a personal point of view, it is indeed a good thing.
From a heart point of view, it is always a morale-boosting thing for a group of Chinese veterans to show off their power in a foreign land.
However, at the same time, the U.S. Department of Defense has discussed this matter, and the Pentagon's think tanks are making preparations, because the Future Warrior Plan is indeed being proposed.
In fact, the U.S. military has been studying individual weapons for future battlefields. This is exactly what happened with the 5.56 Micro Minigun. Perhaps it is a bit heavy for most soldiers, but the U.S. military has also successfully developed a metal exoskeleton.
, when soldiers are equipped with this kind of exoskeleton, they can easily lift objects up to 200 kilograms. Not to mention the modified Minigun, even the original 4 Minigun can still be easily picked up.
This is also part of the US military's future warrior plan. Of course, after the firefight at the Bangkok Stock Exchange, the Ministry of National Defense believed that it could formally propose a bill to Congress.
Of course, for the Ministry of Defense, this is a very good excuse to increase the military budget.
"Gentlemen, I think you have seen that the man on the picture is definitely more than 99.9% of the soldiers in our military system. Although I don't want to admit it, this is a fact."
Inside the Pentagon, a general with a mustache and eyes like an eagle stood there with his hands behind his back and said seriously...
"General, this kind of people are definitely in the minority." said a member of the think tank.
"If the people on the other side of the Pacific have already trained a hundred of these guys, no more, a hundred. Do you think there will be any pressure if they want to carry out the beheading plan we are promoting? This is an asymmetric war.
, Gentlemen, you must recognize the facts. The enemy is powerful!"
The general's eyes were cold, and it looked like he was really worried that the scary guy on the screen would cut off his head.
"Efficient! Brave! Accurate! Agile! Powerful! This is the fact we have seen. At the same time, putting aside these monsters, these old guys who look like they are about to see God actually have such incredible fighting power. I
We have to assume the worst, the guys on the other side of the Pacific are definitely not as pure as we thought."
The think tanks kept taking notes and started filing at the same time. This was done at the same time in an instant.
Everyone present here has the ability to memorize pictures. There is no doubt that they are elites.
"General, with all due respect, they have a large population. Even if they create such a monster, I think it is acceptable." Another guy said.
The general glanced over and then asked: "Then please tell me, why is it so coincidental that the monster will appear in Bangkok? Instead of in their country?"
The general's question was very strange, but he suddenly raised a finger and said in a very affirmative tone: "So, we have reason to believe that there is not only one such monster. Maybe they have kept such a monster a secret
Sent to us."
The think tanks did not express any further opinions and expressed silence.
People with brains may not speak, but in most cases, people with brains just need to obey.
At least for the generals, the key is to get enough military spending from Congress. Isn't the purpose of the Ministry of National Defense just to get more military spending for the military?
Well, at least this is scary. The logic seems a bit crooked, but no one can refute it, right?
At the same time, in the Chinese Embassy in Thailand, reporters were interviewing, of course, domestic reporters.
If not for the reminder, no one would have noticed that these old guys wearing high-end clothes, six cowboy hats, and sunglasses, chewing on Bangkok snacks were the tough guys from yesterday.
"Come, come, all the old heroes are here to take a group photo."
The reporter was a pretty young girl, dressed in decent professional attire, clapping her hands and shouting.
The old guys all said "Oh", stood up, took out a few sheets of printing paper and wiped their hands, which made the ambassador's expression extremely complicated again: "This is the group of people who fought with the anti-government armed members in southern Thailand yesterday."
What?
I took a few photos. One of them looked like an Italian mafia member, wearing a black suit and sunglasses. He stood straight and had no expression on his face.
Oddly enough, there are really not many people in this group who like to take pictures, and Mr. Zhang has an instinctive rejection of taking pictures. However, he did a lot of work yesterday, which is what his nature is. Although everyone has a straight face.
I was a little nervous, but I felt elated.
The reporter also took a good look at this group of people, which was a bit funny: How could such a group of old people do what they did yesterday?
To be honest, after seeing yesterday's scene, her face turned pale with fright. Apart from Zhang Ben's ghostly fighting power, the agility of those old men in the scene showed no signs of getting into the coffin. You must know that they
She faced dozens of guns and an unknown number of armed members, but they still fought fiercely without fear of death. Based on this, she felt that this group of old people must not be simple.
It’s definitely an actual combat scene that looks like a textbook.
It is conceivable that the police from all sides will definitely collect this footage, absolutely.
This is really a very good example for the anti-terrorism business that is now popular. Moreover, in some areas, street fighting and small-scale conflicts continue, such as exchanges of fire between urban buildings in narrow areas. There are not many video files that have been handed down, and
This is definitely a masterpiece.
Although maybe in the future, when a group of new recruits see a group of old guys and a monster fighting militants in the picture, their eyes will pop out in shock.
"Have you finished filming?!"
Zhang Sanxian was the first to be impatient and asked with a frown.
The reporter nodded quickly: "Okay, okay."
Then he nodded to the cameraman, and the camera began to focus on a group of old men.
This is about to be interviewed...
But whether it can be included in the mass media is unclear.
"Old hero, I wonder if you have any thoughts about what happened yesterday?" The reporter tried his best to make his smile appear natural and friendly.
Zhang Laosan looked at it and thought, oh, an interview! Apart from talking to reporters on Taihang Mountain for most of his life, he really had nothing to do with him afterwards.
"I'm asking you, what do you think? What do you think? Damn it, this bitch is so timid again!" Zhang Juncai yelled at the side, causing the reporter's smile to turn into a bitter smile in an instant. He squinted his eyes, but he didn't know it was a smile.
Still crying.
"Ahem, actually. Actually, it's just like that."
Zhang Sanxian coughed and farted.
He can't handle this.
"Hey, hey, hey, interviewing me, interviewing me, has nothing to do with this ***! By the way, this is not a live broadcast. The dirty words just now were omitted!"
Zhang Juncai threw aside the chicken legs in his hand, and then said to the camera: "At that time, we were filled with emotions. When we thought that our compatriots might die in a foreign land, the fire of justice in our hearts was difficult to extinguish. I am a loyal soldier and a soldier from Fenghuo.
I have gone through the era of gunpowder smoke. At any time, I believe that I am first and foremost a soldier, and it is my sacred responsibility to protect the lives and safety of the people. I... Six
"Oh, my mother, I really can't eat it anymore, this is disgusting." Zhang Yisheng couldn't stand it any longer. He grinned and cursed at Zhang Juncai: "You son of a bitch, you'll die if you tell the truth."
Isn't it just that we came to Thailand to see transvestites, but those old dogs pretended not to come at 13:00, and ended up bumping into a group of brats with guns, and then they just happened to piss us off, and then we fought with them?
?”
He was originally going to say Xiao Ben, but fortunately he stopped, but he frightened a group of old men, and Zhang Sanxian glared at him angrily.
Zhang Yisheng curled his lips: "I also killed seven or eight people. What the hell! I just don't want to have a gun put to my head, so I bite people when I get the chance. What the hell! I just don't like those ***, and I'm not happy with them
Rush, what the hell!"
Then he pointed at the cameraman: "Where are you shooting? Shoot here! Yes! Shoot me, shoot me. One or two of these sons of bitches will either not be able to beat you up with three punches, or they will say something against their will! Come on,
Sir, let me tell you the truth! Isn’t this a live broadcast?”
Zhang Yisheng also added a final sentence.
The reporter was stunned for a moment, and then the net was about to speak. The old man said again: "Actually, that's what happened. As I said just now, our brothers, including the nine in the village next door, there are a total of eighteen people, and they are all just right.
While the government is taking care of us veterans, it’s a seven-day tour of Singapore, Malaysia, and Thailand. This country is Singapore, and Malaysia is..."
"You'd better close your chamber pot!"
Zhang Juncai rolled his eyes. What he said just now is so good. It’s the same in old movies. Aren’t they all about highlighting the glorious image of a hero?
Zhang Yisheng also rolled his eyes at him: "You know what I am! Anyway, I just took the opportunity to fight with those gangsters. Hey, you don't know, at least dozens of people were killed in that scene.
We haven't even lost a single hair on our body. Look, look, oh, these bullet marks are from 1942. They're not from yesterday."
The reporter looked at this group of old men. For a while, they started laughing and joking, feeling very happy. The reporter also smiled and looked at this group of interesting old men. Are these people "veterans?"
"This bitch is showing off his fur scars to others. It's so embarrassing. If Brother Bingsheng hadn't carried him down, this old guy would have died a long time ago."
"He has a dog's mouth and can't produce three ivory tusks."
"Ha ha ha ha,"
A group of old guys were making fun of each other, completely forgetting that there was a camera. Even Mr. Zhang said proudly: "What kind of little guy are you? I used to fight Japanese soldiers with bayonets. One of them can deal with five of them. Can you do that?"
"You're bragging again, do you think I'm dead?" Zhang Juncai started tearing into the chicken legs again, waving a piece of chicken legs and scolding.
"Why are you bragging!" Zhang Laosan cocked his neck again and tilted his head like a bull and yelled.
"This son of a bitch will never change his ways."
"Speaking of which, the fighting power of little Japan back then must have been much greater than that of these Thai bastards!"
"Nonsense, don't look at it. Even the shemale has been created. How high is the fighting ability? It's not like a girl!"