The car stopped in front of the hotel. Santos and Tony got out of the car dragging their large suitcases. The doorman came over to help them put the suitcases on the cart.
The two said goodbye to the young interpreter police officer and walked into the hotel door.
"Tony, that female police officer named Li Li is not simple." Santos suddenly said something carelessly.
Tony smiled: "You mean she is too beautiful?"
"No." Santos said: "I guess Li Li is not her real name. Trust me, I won't misjudge the person. She is from the military, not the police."
Tony still had that boring smile and said: "We are just here to cooperate. As for who they send here, I don't really care."
"This is the difference between you and me." Santos said with a faint smile: "By the way, what were you and Li Li saying behind you just now?"
"Nothing, just asking for some details."
When they arrived at the elevator, the two entered the elevator.
The door is closed.
Tony suddenly asked: "Santos, I remember you served in the Navy SEALs."
"That's right, it happened many years ago." Santos sighed, seeming to miss those years very much, "It was a time that people miss."
"Let me ask you a question." Tony said.
"Speak, my old friend."
"Have you read the report carefully? The combat mode of the team that kidnapped Zhang Lan this time seems to be very similar to the style of our military's special forces." Tony said.
Santos said coldly: "It's not surprising that many of the soldiers and officers who retire from the special forces every year go to private security companies, and some join mercenary organizations for money. You know, the retirement fee is only a small amount, and they return to their places.
They have no means of making a living, so fighting and killing are the only things they are good at."
"You mean, we should conduct screening among retired special forces members?" Tony asked.
Santos shrugged: "You can try."
"Actually, I tried it. I excluded the information of nearly 10,000 special forces soldiers and officers who have retired in recent years, but nothing was found."
Santos smiled: "Maybe it's special forces from other countries, such as SAS or SASR, who knows?"
Suddenly he added: "I am very interested in the Z soldier who killed two mercenaries. He was able to continuously chase a special team and kill two of them alone. This soldier is not simple.
."
"His name is not on the information. Is he from the special forces?" Tony asked.
Santos snorted and said: "Not only special forces, but also not ordinary special forces. Tony, have you heard of Unit 203 of Country Z?"
Tony was stunned and said: "I heard someone mentioned it, but it was just a rumor. However, the official does not seem to admit the existence of such a force. We have very little information at hand. You mean, the pursuit team killed two people
Are the soldiers from Unit 203?"
"Other than that unit, I can't think of any other unit that has this capability," Santos said.
The elevator reached the floor and stopped with a ding.
The two of them walked out of the elevator and walked down the corridor with their room cards in hand.
Tony was obviously very interested in the topic of Unit 203 and continued to ask: "Santos, it seems that you know Unit 203 very well and have dealt with them?"
"Well. Although I am only responsible for anti-narcotics, I have also been responsible for Southeast Asian affairs. Three years ago, one of our SEAL teams was severely damaged in the jungle on the border between Country D and Country Z. It was the masterpiece of that mysterious force.
"
"I have heard a little bit about that matter." Tony said: "But there seems to be no substantive evidence. This is just a rumor similar to gossip, and it is widely spread on the Internet."
"Officials will never admit this kind of thing." Santos said helplessly: "Who wants to mention the loss and humiliation? In this kind of secret contest, everyone speaks with their fists, and whoever wins will be tough."
"If that's the case, maybe they won't let us see the soldier."
"We must see him. We need to know the entire pursuit process and what Zhang Lan said before he died. This is very important to our investigation."
…
Qin Fei sneezed.
woke up.
He quietly sat up from the bed and looked around.
The row house was dark and snoring was everywhere.
Last night, the perverted hell training continued until the highlight of the night, and finally ended with one of them withdrawing from the training.
I have been coming to this so-called breeding farm for a week. I have not conducted any other military training. I have been conducting physical training with no end in sight. Moreover, one person must be eliminated in every training, otherwise Lei Ming will not stop.
One day if no one quits, then two days, two days without one, then three days, until someone crashes.
The longest time was that no one slept for two days and two nights, and finally someone fainted and was taken to the hospital by helicopter.
The whistle hanging on the wooden wall has been blown five times this week.
Five students who participated in the election announced their withdrawal.
Today, I don’t know who will choose to leave.
Qin Fei turned over, his back hurt, and he couldn't help but snorted.
During this period, whenever the morning wake-up call sounded, he felt like he was numb like a robot. He tried his best to avoid thinking about anything and avoid any distracting thoughts, because any distracting thoughts would affect his will.
As long as the will is slightly relaxed, it will immediately collapse like dominoes.
Gao Ming, this guy said, Lei Ming is completely a psychological tactic.
In past training camps, the instructor would tell you to persist, persist, persist, but here, Lei Ming holds the loudspeaker in the ears of the team members every day and tells everyone that the selection rate is only 25%, and you cannot be the one who persists to the end.
, someone will eventually quit. Quitting gives yourself a kind of relief, and also gives other teammates a chance.
Repeating this kind of brainwashing indoctrination for an unlimited number of times will slowly erode everyone's willpower and subtly make you feel that what Lei Ming is saying is true and makes sense.
Qin Fei also had such thoughts.
As long as you let go, you will be relieved and give others a chance.
Why are you working so hard?
Is it worth it?
Fortunately, at every critical moment, Qin Anguo's back would appear unexpectedly in Qin Fei's mind.
Whenever he thinks of his father, Qin Fei will wake up like a dazed person who was doused with a basin of ice water on his head.
He tore off the gauze on the back of his hand. Fortunately, since Dr. Wang from Unit 203 changed his dressing on time every day, the wound seemed to be healing well, without inflammation, and the stitches were almost ready for removal.
Outside the window, the sound of waves crashed, and the salty sea breeze blew into the townhouse through the open window.
Qin Fei looked at his watch, it was now 5:50 in the morning.
Last night, Lei Gong announced that everyone has four hours of sleep, which means that they have to get up in ten minutes.
Qin Fei sat on the bed, considering whether to continue squinting for a while or to get up first.
Just as he was hesitating, three round things suddenly rolled in from outside the door.
Qin Fei was stunned for a moment, staring at the two things that were smoking and sparking.
A second later, Qin Fei's judgment, which seemed a little slow due to fatigue, finally came to his senses.