The commander of the international brigade arranged intensive special training for the death squads, including fighting, shooting, blasting, poisoning, team coordination, etc. The instructor was a Chechen veteran. The training was without any pretense, and did not learn formations or stacks.
We do not hang bricks on the muzzle of the gun, everything is for the purpose of actual combat.
Zhu Xiaoqiang participated in the special training and crawled around in the desert with a gun in hand every day. He was not in good physical condition and could barely keep up with the training. If the Chinese were not required to participate, the instructor would have wanted to kick him out, but he also had strengths.
Smarter than those Arabs.
In the wilderness, each team member had a rag in front of him with his own rifle on it. The Chechen instructor gave the order and everyone began to disassemble the guns. Zhu Xiaoqiang was the fastest, quickly removing the magazine and recoil spring.
and the piston, pushed his thumb back into the frame, and removed the receiver cover. In a short time, he dismantled the rifle into a pile of parts, and loudly announced: "Finished!"
The bearded instructor came over and kicked him: "You idiot, you are not useless, put the gun back on!"
"Yes!" Zhu Xiaoqiang continued to assemble it. He finished disassembling and reassembling it, while others hadn't even opened the receiver cover.
The instructor was shocked to find that this chubby man with glasses also had some accomplishments in shooting. His sturdy body could offset the recoil very well, and his short-sightedness did not seem to have much impact, because other soldiers could not even learn to aim. They
During combat, they would only hide behind a wall, raise the gun above their heads, and slam it all the way to the bottom, or they would be one kilometer away from the battlefield and shoot at unseen enemies, wasting bullets.
Zhu Xiaoqiang won the appreciation of the instructors and the trust of everyone, and truly integrated into the big family of the International Brigade.
The United Nations air strikes continued, and ISIS forces frequently moved their positions. The death squads learned to fight in actual combat. Zhu Xiaoqiang personally participated in several battles. All he faced was the Iraqi government army, and the opponent's combat effectiveness was even worse. He only dared to
Mortars were fired from a distance, and face-to-face gunfights were rare.
Zhu Xiaoqiang was forced to kill a few more people. They were all ordered to shoot the prisoners. After killing more people, his energy and spirit became different, and his eyes became determined, but the belief in his heart never disappeared, that is, to go home.
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The special training was finally over. Zhu Xiaoqiang and a group of South Asian comrades, without weapons, disguised themselves as refugees and headed to the Kingdom of Colin through secret channels. ISIS supporters were everywhere, and there were also comrades in Colin. The journey was full of risks.
After many twists and turns, they finally arrived successfully. They were arranged by the local ISIS branch in a villa and were strictly prohibited from going out or making phone calls.
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Ever since Ling Zijie and Xu Jiaojiao had a more direct relationship than brother and sister, the two tore off the window paper and got together to have sex whenever they had the chance. The place where they often met was actually the Suzaku Hotel, Liu Fei's base camp. At first, Ling Zijie
He was still a little worried, but Xu Jiaojiao told him that it was called darkness under the lamp, and the more dangerous the place, the safer and more exciting it was.
With Xu Jiaojiao as his god-sister, Ling Zijie's social circle has reached a higher level. The people he associates with are all celebrities from the province and even the country. They are either rich or noble. In comparison, the second-generation officials in the circle of his fiancée Zhu Pengpeng have become
They are idiots, Ling Zijie looks down on them at all.
On this day, Ling Zijie received a call from Xu Jiaojiao, asking him to come to the Suzaku Hotel.
"I bought you an Armani suit. Wear it when you go on camera. See you at the same place." Xu Jiaojiao said.
"OK, thank you sister." Ling Zijie agreed cheerfully.
"I'll work hard to thank you sister later." Xu Jiaojiao said with a double meaning and smiled sweetly.
Ling Zijie went out before getting off work. He had a special status. He was still affiliated with the Omi City Government. He was a seconded employee. No one dared to control him, and no one checked his attendance. He was free to come and go freely. He parked in the parking lot of the TV station.
He was driving his Range Rover. This was a car given to him by his god-sister. It had an armed police license plate from the Provincial Party Committee Security Bureau. There were frequent traffic jams in the provincial capital. When encountering such a situation, he took out his police lights and stuck them on the roof of the car. What did he want to do?
You can drive however you want, and the traffic police will clear the way. This is the way of life for high-class people.
The Suzaku Hotel has been renovated and is very grand and magnificent. Ling Zijie went directly to the internal staff elevator from the underground parking lot. He has a long-term suite here. He has a room card and can come and go freely.
After entering the room, Ling Zijie took a shower first, washed himself clean, put on his pajamas and waited for his sister.
The doorbell rang. Ling Zijie stepped forward to open the door. His smile froze when he opened the door. Standing outside the door were three strange men with cold faces that made people look at him.
"Did you find the wrong room?" Ling Zijie wanted to close the door, but the other party had one foot on the door and asked him: "Are you Ling Zijie?"
"It's over, I was caught for rape." Ling Zijie thought, subconsciously denying it, "No."
"You are!" The other party opened the door and barged in, looking around.
Ling Zijie calmed down and caught the traitor. Xu Jiaojiao was not in the room, so he didn't need to be afraid.
"Put on your clothes and come with us," the other party said.
"Which unit are you from?" Ling Zijie asked.
"Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection." The other party showed his red leather ID, which must not be fake.
Ling Zijie was frightened, his hands were trembling, but he didn't dare to dawdle. Xu Jiaojiao would come later. Not only would he not be able to save himself, but he would also cause even greater trouble. He tried hard to think about what corruption he had done.
I am a deputy division cadre, so I am supposed to be able to do double regulation. However, it should be handled by the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection. Why did the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection be dispatched?
After finally putting on his clothes, the staff of the Discipline Inspection Commission took Ling Zijie away, got into a commercial vehicle with a provincial party committee license, and drove away quickly.
Xu Jiaojiao came a little late. When she opened the door, she found that no one was in the room. However, there were traces of sitting on the bed and there were traces of water in the bathroom. Her godbrother had obviously been here. Why was he not there?
She called Ling Zijie.
At this moment, Ling Zijie was in the car, and his cell phone rang. He asked the disciplinary inspection officer: "Can I answer the phone?"
"Who is looking for you?"
"My sister."
"You can pick it up, but don't talk about being taken away by us, do you understand?"
Ling Zijie answered the phone and said that he had to leave temporarily and would see him another day.
Xu Jiaojiao said angrily: "Is your wife looking for you?"
"Yeah, it's quite troublesome over there." Ling Zijie managed to get over it, hung up the phone, and turned off his phone.
The Discipline Inspection Commission usually has designated hotels and guesthouses for Shuanggui. Ling Zijie was taken to a corporate guesthouse in the suburbs. The disciplinary inspection cadres were quite polite to him, saying they would only cooperate with the investigation and did not use the word Shuanggui.
A middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face sat opposite Ling Zijie and introduced himself: "My name is Liu Guoxiao, from the Supervision Office of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. I like watching your program very much. It is high-end and classy. Haha, my wife also likes watching it.
She is still your fan."
Ling Zijie breathed a sigh of relief. This was a good start and made people relax. It seemed that he was not the target. Could it be that the Discipline Inspection Commission was planning to hire someone from the TV station?
Liu Guoxiao said: "You are a smart man. I don't need to say more about what the Discipline Inspection Commission does. I invite you here this time because I want to know about your father-in-law."
Ling Zijie was dumbfounded. It turned out that the person the Discipline Inspection Commission wanted to deal with was Zhu Huabiao, the provincial traffic police captain, his father-in-law from Taishan.
Zhu Huabiao once served as the director of the Omi City Vehicle Management Bureau, which was a very lucrative position. The Zhu family's property was accumulated at that stage. Guang Ling Zijie only knows of a villa in Toronto, a mansion in Shanghai, and five houses in Jiangdong.
There are only five cars in the house, and if we really need to investigate and deal with it, Zhu Huabiao will definitely go to jail.
It was not a good thing for him that his father-in-law fell down. Ling Zijie was hesitating. He knew that even if he didn't say anything, the Discipline Inspection Commission would still be able to bring down Zhu Huabiao. If he said it, it would only save some effort. He spent a lot of effort to find
I wanted to marry Zhu Pengpeng as a boost to my career, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a burden. Fortunately, I got on Xu Jiaojiao's boat, and it's not too late to jump off the Zhu family's boat.
"Okay, I will cooperate fully." Ling Zijie said.
Two hours later, Ling Zijie was sent out. He felt as if he had been in purgatory. He had no energy and was listless. He was not so tired even after fighting his sister for three hundred rounds.
When he turned on his phone, there was a message from Xu Jiaojiao, saying that the suit was left in the hotel room and that they would not have dinner together tonight if something happened; there was also a message from Zhu Pengpeng, saying that they would go see wedding dresses together tomorrow and go home for dinner in the evening. My dad wanted to see him.
you.
Ling Zijie started to panic again. Zhu Huabiao is a policeman and must have counter-reconnaissance experience. Has he discovered his betrayal?
In the evening, Ling Zijie came to Zhu's house. Zhu Huabiao and his wife were quite satisfied with their son-in-law. Zhu Huabiao was dressed in casual clothes and cotton slippers. He called his son-in-law to his study. Ling Zijie started to feel uneasy again. Unexpectedly, Zhu Huabiao took out a painting and said,
It is an authentic work by Zhang Daqian. Let your son-in-law appreciate it.
"Yes, it's an authentic work." Ling Zijie commented seriously, but in fact he had no intention of taking a closer look.
"If you like art, I'll give this painting to you." Zhu Huabiao said with a smile.
"Thank you, dad." Ling Zijie pretended to be flattered.
"My family, why are you so polite?" Zhu Huabiao waved his hand, sat on the wicker chair, and lit his pipe.
"Zijie, is your career going well lately?" Zhu Huabiao asked, "Do you need dad to help you find some people to take care of things?"
Ling Zijie was moved for a moment. Zhu Huabiao treated him like his own son. If the overall situation hadn't been decided, he really wouldn't want to betray him.
"Fortunately, my business has been very busy recently. I don't have to worry much about the wedding. Peng Peng is taking care of it." Ling Zijie said.
Zhu Huabiao said: "Men should do big things. Women can handle these trivial matters. You don't need to worry about the wedding. Just let Peng Peng take care of it. When will your parents come over? I have arranged a house for you. Let's live in Omi for a while. Here
The environment is better than Beijing, there is no smog.”
Ling Zijie was in a confused mood and looked bad. Zhu Huabiao finally saw it and asked: "Zijie is not feeling well. Should he go to the hospital? Young people should not work too hard. The body is the capital of revolution."
Ling Zijie finally couldn't help it anymore: "Dad, there's something..."
"What?" Zhu Huabiao asked.
"It's nothing... I have a friend who bought a new car, but he can't get the brand." Ling Zijie swallowed his words and made nonsense.
Since the big tree is going to fall, let's disperse as soon as possible, Ling Zijie sighed secretly.