The Jeep that was driving out of the way suddenly stopped. Brother Hou, who was dozing in the back seat, swayed for a moment, raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Brother, there are people in front of me. They seem to be really coming!" The strong man driving the car took out a telescope from the door handle, glanced at the front, and continued to say professionally: "The enemy formation is scattered, three to five people.
They formed a combat group, lined up vertically, with about forty-five people. There was no alert posture, and no specific commanders could be seen. Most of the weapons in their hands were cold weapons. Their stance was loose and their ideology was weak. I judged that the opponent was almost
I don’t have any individual combat qualities!!”
"Oh, it's really here?!" The middle-aged man blinked, sat in the back and grabbed the binoculars, took a look at it with great interest while sitting in the car, and said with a smile: "Haha, he seems to have a gun!
"
"What to do? Brother?"
"These people are just playing tricks, they really don't know how high the sky is!" The middle-aged man frowned and cursed, and then said decisively: "Call the special third company, send out a platoon, and put all the firearms into training ammunition for me.
Pinch a spot and beat me hard!!!"
"Brother, that Meng Fei invited you to eat and drink again, how about that?" the strong man turned around and asked.
"How can you figure out what feelings are without making a fuss? Stop talking nonsense and beat the motherfucker first!!" the middle-aged man said simply and neatly.
"That's it!" the middle-aged man agreed, picked up the Transformers-like car phone in the car, and dialed it directly.
...
Three seconds later.
"Woohoo!! Woohoo!!"
Behind the training ground, a piercing alarm sounded throughout the building area.
"Assemble the Third Special Company!!! In one minute, we'll queue downstairs! As per the old rules, the last one to arrive doesn't have to go!!" In the dormitory area of the Special Third Company, in the head office, there was a middle-aged man in his thirties.
, wearing a Beretta F92 type, Desert Eagle 9 mm caliber micro pistol, which can also be called a sniper in the palm of his hand, under his arm, wearing straight military boots, brown and blue camouflage combat pants on his legs, with trousers on both sides.
Densely packed, Swiss steel knives, spare magazines, flares, tactical gloves and other items.
The room equipment here is quite luxurious. There are only two people living in a 30-square-meter dormitory. There are no bunk beds and the personal space is very large. Computers, leather swivel chairs, small speakers, pure solid wood beds, and even the room are all there.
individual washroom.
"Tap tap tap....!
In less than thirty seconds, orderly footsteps began to sound in the corridor. None of the soldiers spoke and quickly went downstairs. The young man swayed his arms and walked downstairs. The last soldier who ran out glanced at him and snapped.
One stood at attention.
"Why are you the last one!!!" The young man held the combat cap in his hand, punched the soldier, and asked in a loud voice.
"...Report!! I have no excuse and accept the punishment!!"
"Target, training ground, subject, ten kilometers, start!!"
"Yes!!" The soldier stood at attention, saluted, and ran away happily.
"Change the training magazine! It will end in ten seconds, start!" The young man glanced around the crowd and shouted loudly and forcefully.
"Crash!"
The sound of pulling the gun bolt sounded quickly, and two rows of soldiers began to change magazines.
"Target, 50 meters away on the right side of the high wall of the training ground. The purpose of the battle is to beat him until he is bruised and swollen. The battle time is five minutes. A group of four people. Pay attention to the firepower equipment, change the formation, and run into the battle.
!!" The young officer, holding his hat in his hand, waved his hand, pointed and shouted.
"Tap tap tap....!"
Two columns began to set off.
.......
On the other side, at the entrance of the training ground, Zhang Weidong and his gang were still waiting.
"Zhouzhou, I think this group of people has shrunk. They definitely don't dare to come. No, let's retreat?" The young man leading the group asked with a bag between his legs and a cigarette in his mouth.
Zhouzhou heard the siren just now and felt something was wrong. He turned to Zhang Weidong and asked, "Hey, it's almost time. What do you think?"
"You seem stupid, we have spent all the money, what can we do if we wait a little longer?" Zhang Weidong walked to Zhouzhou, put his mouth near his ears, and whispered.
"No, am I stupid, or are you stupid! Why do you have to be willing to do it?" Zhouzhou asked very puzzled.
"...Zhou, I'm different from you. This is my first time leading someone to do something. I have to get something done no matter what. There are a lot of people watching! Right?" Zhang Weidong
He whispered again.
"...You can do whatever you like!" Zhouzhou waved his hands impatiently, holding the knife, leaning on the car seat with the door open, smoking anxiously.
"Tap tap tap...!"
A hundred meters in front of the motorcade, there was a sudden burst of neat footsteps, and smoke and dust suddenly appeared everywhere.
"Here we come!!" the young man leading the team shouted to Zhang Weidong.
"Fuck you, you are really not afraid of death! Get in formation and fuck your b*tch!" As soon as Zhang Weidong heard that someone was coming, he immediately threw down his cigarette butt, picked up a brick from the ground, and pointed it at the National People's Congress behind him
shouted something.
"Hoola la!"
The police "team members" sent out on the 40th and 50th, carrying knives and pickaxe handles, gathered in a pile and surrounded us.
"What a fool, I'll give you the money. If anyone wants to run away later, don't ask me to hit him with a brick!!" Zhang Weidong spat, turned to look at the young man leading the team and ordered.
"Don't worry, my team is very brave!!"
"That's it!"
.......
"Bang!"
In the Jeep on the other side of the hill, a middle-aged man stepped out of the car and stood at the front of the car. He held a telescope and put it on his eyes. With a smile on his red cheeks, he bared his teeth and said: "Cannonball mosquitoes.
We are just having fun!!"
"Brother, you are so boring! I didn't take care of you for the military training. What's the matter?!" the strong man curled his lips and said.
"None of these old guys from the General Staff is good, so why would I ruin the balance of the exercise by participating in it?!" When the middle-aged man heard this, he cursed loudly.
...
"**! There are a lot of people there??" Binbin was holding a machete, frowning, stretching his neck and looking through the moonlight, and vaguely saw a lot of heads surging around.
"Who the hell is this person? Why are they wearing uniforms?" The young man leading the group gradually saw the crowd clearly.
"Eh...isn't it right??....Look what that kid is carrying, why does it look like a mortar?...Hey, hey, hey...**, something is really wrong.
Son, aren’t these guys holding M6s in their hands?! **You***, why are the automatic rifles already on the move!” Zhouzhou looked more and more wrong. When he saw the neat queue clearly, his head buzzed.
"Attention everyone, use the fifth row as the axis, spread out in a fan shape, and quickly enter the battle!" The young officer sitting on the open-top off-road vehicle suddenly stood up and shouted with a loudspeaker.
"Fuck you! Which fool asked you to come here? Are you crazy? Are you going to fight with the army?" Someone in Zhang Weidong's camp shouted.