"Luo Hao, there seems to be one less person in your team." Mei Qingwei looked at Luo Hao walking beside him and asked.
"He currently has other tasks, so I asked him to leave the team temporarily." Luo Hao simply explained to Mei Qingwei.
After Mei Qingwei nodded, he didn't ask any more questions. Although they were currently in a cooperative relationship, it didn't mean that Luo Hao needed to confess everything to him, and based on Mei Qingwei's understanding of Luo Hao, although this boy was not very young,
Big, but he has his own plan for everything he does.
Luo Hao and Mei Qingwei chatted without a word. During the chat, Luo Hao finally got to know Mei Qingwei around him. Mei Qingwei, who studied music, was born in Lu'an, Anhui Province.
Yearning for the army, he joined the army while in college. The 00 warriors and 10 golden flowers during the 2008 Wenchuan earthquake were from Mei Qingwei's company.
Luo Hao looked at Mei Qingwei's calloused index finger and thumb and joked: "I didn't expect that a veteran gun user is actually a talented musician. When are you going to give us a song?"
"Okay, stop teasing your brother Mei. If you ask me to play the violin now, I guess the sound will be unbearable even for me." Mei Qingwei punched Luo Hao on the shoulder.
He raised his right hand, looked at the thick calluses on his fingers, and sighed slowly, with a somewhat helpless tone.
He looked at Luo Hao beside him and asked: "Luo Hao, have you heard of 'Snow Leopard'?"
"Of course! How could you not have heard of the special forces in the Armed Police Force? Don't be me. I'm afraid if you pick anyone up on the street right now, they'll give you a 1."
"Then you should also know that just like the infantrymen serving in the army, who desperately want to join the special forces, the biggest dream of those of us serving in the armed police force is to join the Snow Leopards. That can be the biggest dream in every armed police soldier's heart.
ideal."
A look of yearning flashed in Mei Qingwei's eyes, followed by a trace of unconcealable sadness, "That was once the palace of my dreams. In order to enter that palace, I gave up eating and sleeping, and devoted myself to it.
In terms of training, in the selection, I almost got perfect scores in physical fitness, but I lost in the live-fire shooting."
Lost to live ammunition shooting!? Mei Qingwei's words surprised several others, including Luo Hao. Luo Hao looked at Mei Qingwei's right hand again. The calluses on his fingers did not lie.
Judging from the position of his calluses, it was obvious that he was an experienced gun user. Luo Hao was a little puzzled that such a person would lose in the live ammunition shooting event.
"I only developed these cocoons later."
Mei Qingwei, who saw Luo Hao's doubts, explained to him: "All sharpshooters are fed by bullets. This is true. But our ordinary armed police force reconnaissance company is simply not as capable as the special forces."
With an unlimited supply of bullets, a 95mm rifle cannot be fired for a year before the rifling becomes flat."
"In our army, everyone has strict control over the number of bullets they have each month, and all fired bullet casings need to be recycled, so most of the time we can only put rocks on the barrel to practice balancing.
But after all, the balance gained through such training is different from that of a sharpshooter fed with bullets. After I failed in that selection and returned to the company, the company commander personally approved that I have three times the number of bullets as others, and my hands were covered in calluses.
It was only then that I gradually developed it. As a result, I have been practicing for more than a year, and I have not even gone to participate in the "Snow Leopard" selection, so I am here."
With a grandfather like Vice President Luo Lin, and having been brought up by Zhao Tianyu, Luo Hao enjoyed the highest standards of training, and was beaten to the point of vomiting by live ammunition. It was really hard to understand for a while what Mei Qingwei felt in his heart.
kind, the expectation and desire for every live-fire shooting training.
He patted Mei Qingwei on the shoulder, smiled and comforted: "It doesn't matter, if you pass the selection of the Longyin Army, Tie Bao will be more popular than you going to the 'Snow Leopard'!"
"If it weren't for you, a lunatic, maybe I would have really hoped to enter Longyin. But seeing you and the brothers around you, my fragile heart has been traumatized over and over again."
Mei Qingwei covered his heart with his hand and pretended to be in pain.
"It's okay. I'll use 50 glue to make it sticky for you when I get back." Luo Hao hooked Mei Qingwei's shoulders and joked: "Besides, didn't the wild wolf give you a promise? He has his promise.
, even if you are eliminated, the door of 'Snow Leopard' is still open to you!"
"I accept your good wishes." Mei Qingwei hugged Luo Hao.
"It's necessary!" Luo Hao rudely brushed his non-existent bangs with his hand.
"Ouch!"
At this time, Ya, who had been following Luo Hao, suddenly stopped, looked straight at the dense forest to the right of him, and let out a low roar in his throat.
Noticing the abnormality of Ya, Luo Hao immediately became energetic. He knew that the guy must have found a new prey. Ya lowered his head, sniffed the ground with his nose, and then ran straight towards the dense forest. Luo Hao
Others followed closely behind.
After walking for a certain distance in the dense forest, Luo Hao and others came to the clearing where Liao Wen had set the trap. Luo Hao noticed that under a big tree in front of them, a hare that had triggered the trap had already
He was nailed to the ground by a sharpened branch. Under the hare's body, a pool of bright red blood flowed. Ya must have smelled the smell of blood in the air and brought Luo Hao and the others here.
"I'm so lucky to have ready-made prey again." Er Mao in Mei Qingwei's team couldn't help but rub his hands.
"Ouch!"
Ya, who was stimulated by the blood, looked at the exhausted hare in front of him, roared excitedly, and ran towards the rabbit.
Looking at the quiet dense forest around him, a very bad premonition quietly spread in Luo Hao's heart. When he noticed the piece of turf in front of his teeth that clearly had human traces, his heart skipped a beat and he headed towards Fazu
Ya, who was running wildly, shouted: "Ya, come back quickly!"
But looking at the prey so close in front of him, Ya was not willing to give up. Not only did the guy not obey Luo Hao's orders, he actually ran faster.
Mei Qingwei, who was standing next to Luo Hao, also noticed that the color of the turf was different from the surrounding grass, so when Luo Hao issued a warning to Chao Ya, he rushed straight out.
Ya, who was running forward wildly, stepped on the piece of turf, and its body fell uncontrollably. During the fall, the guy noticed that a few pens at the bottom of the trap stood upright, revealing the aura of death.
When the wood stabbed, it let out a low howl of fear.
"Ouch!"
Just when the guy thought he was certain to die this time, he suddenly found that his body was less than ten centimeters away from the wooden thorn at the bottom of the trap, and he was hugged from above and stopped.