In a well-covered box truck, there was an Asian man sitting in the driver's seat and the co-driver's seat in the front. The seats on both sides of the rear compartment were filled with fierce-looking men, more than a dozen of them.
All are Asian.
"Yamada-kun, they won't come out at noon, right?"
"Yes, after receiving President Hashimoto's request, our Yoshino team arranged for a special person to keep an eye on them for more than a month, and basically figured out the pattern of their actions. At least ten of Wang Sang's 12 bodyguards were there.
This training lasts for a whole day each time.
Come in the morning and go back in the evening, very regular.
Since Wang Sang returned to his residence in the San Francisco Bay Area a week ago, the bodyguards who came for training have been divided into two shifts, with six people participating in the training and six people staying at the residence to guard.
This is the first time that everyone has been dispatched in a situation like today."
"Thank you for your hard work, Yamada-kun."
"There's no need to be so polite, Sekikawa-kun. Speaking of which, the 'Hashimoto-kai' and our 'Yoshino-gumi' are both members of the same family. It's just that you are from Obando, and we are from San Francisco Bay Area, so we don't have much contact with each other on weekdays.
"
One of the two Asian men sitting in front of him was apparently Wang Yaocheng's old acquaintance, Team Leader Jie Kawano. He was a backbone of the "Hashimoto Kai", a small-scale violence group. He once wanted to kidnap Wang Yaocheng and extort a ransom of US$100 million, but was arrested.
Get a disgraced face.
The other one is Ryuichi Yoshida, a key member of the "Yoshino-gumi" group in the San Francisco Bay Area.
"Jiechuan Jun, Wang Sang has many bodyguards around him. It is very difficult to kidnap him, and the chance of success is low."
Team Leader Sekawano's face twitched fiercely and said: "Please Yamada-kun, please continue to help us collect intelligence. This time when we come to the United States, if we can't wash away the shame, my men and I will not be prepared to return home alive."
, we can only meet at the shrine.”
"Yoshi...that's really respectable! The Yoshino team will definitely do their best."
"Then please."
a moment later
Two box trucks, one behind the other, drove out of the parking lot. No matter how stupid I was, I would not dare to publicly kidnap Wang Yaocheng at the Valley Shooting Range. That would be almost like asking for death.
Once they take action, they will find that there are countless black holes pointing at them.
If you act rashly without permission, you will immediately be blasted into a hornet's nest by random gunfire, and you will definitely not be able to escape.
Americans have a strong sense of heroism. If they happen to have a gun in their hand, and a mentally retarded criminal comes across the muzzle of the gun, they really don't mind being a hero who stops the crime. Even if the robber is killed, it will be in vain.
more than an hour later
In the dense forest of the valley
Panting, Wang Yaocheng followed the instructor and his group through thorns and bushes, walking in the bushes without roads. He was surrounded by densely packed tall trees. Dots of sunlight shone through the leaves, making the forest look less dark.
In this cold early spring, Wang Yaocheng stood beside him tiredly, took off the kettle and drank some water, and wiped the sweat off his face with his hands.
One after another, the team members walked past, marching silently in the jungle, holding their rifles with both hands warily.
Among the gaps between the forest trees, there is a winding sand road extending into the mountains.
However, according to the requirements, everything must be based on actual combat. The special girl cannot walk even if there is a road, and must trek through the roadless bushes.
"Hey! Boss, why do you look like a cute little girl? You are not even as good as a woman."
The bald coach Harrison came up from behind, looked at Rebecca passing by, and whistled proudly. Unsurprisingly, he got two big eyeballs.
"Shut up! Harrison."
"Oh... my little baby is angry. Are you speaking up for your wild man so quickly? I am your father, um, your closest person."
Rebecca stood down helplessly, showed her middle finger rudely, followed the team without looking back, and left just like that.
"Look at how cute she is. She's a skinny girl. It's not too late to change your mind now. Go on a date with Rebecca tonight. I guarantee you won't be disappointed."
"Harrison."
Wang Yaocheng screwed on the lid of the kettle and was really speechless for this unscrupulous old man; "We are undergoing military training, everyone should be more professional, okay? If you can still lift this damn leg at night, I will consider you."
Suggested.”
"To be more professional, do you mean military training?" Harrison asked provocatively.
"yes!"
"Strict kind, treat me like a real soldier."
"yes!"
"No need for special care?"
"yes!"
"Hahahahaha..."
There was a hint of malice in the corner of the bald coach Harrison's mouth, and he raised his head and laughed without trying to hide his bad taste. Suddenly he stopped laughing and his face changed;
"You'll like it, I promise."
"All personnel, immediately carry out a 5-kilometer emergency march through the jungle. Hurry up, hurry up and run for me. Don't act like a pussy."
"I said a 5-kilometer emergency march through the jungle, didn't you idiot, didn't you hear me? Run for me. Don't forget, there are still a lot of things to do today, so get moving."
Following Harrison's series of yells, the team members sighed and started running.
A 5-kilometer emergency march through the jungle is not easy.
There are dense bushes in this jungle, and it is very difficult to stumble around. If you are not careful, you will fall down. Sometimes you go up the mountain, sometimes down the mountain, and you have to trek through the stream. It is more tiring than a 15km cross-country with fully loaded weapons.
Wang Yaocheng was a soldier in his previous life. He was only an armed policeman in the city's internal security force and a health worker in the logistics field. The training he received was not very intensive.
He somewhat overestimated his abilities. The military training he had received was completely different from the field troops. What he had learned could only be an unforgettable painful lesson...
evening
The staff officer and Rebecca came back holding Wang Yaocheng, one on the left and the other on the right. They saw that Wang Yaocheng was pale and sweating. His helmet and rifle were all carried by others, looking as miserable as a defeated rooster.
"Ouch, I'm going to get cramps later. It hurts... it hurts so much." Wang Yaocheng bared his teeth and screamed in pain.
The bald coach Harrison kicked him unceremoniously in the crook of the leg. Wang Yaocheng knelt down with a bang. The lunatic next to him became anxious when he saw it. "What the hell are you doing? I'll shoot you to death."
head."
"Wait a minute, don't be impulsive."
Captain Liu Zhenxiong caught up; "Instructor, this is not to insult the boss. There are three ways to relieve leg cramps, one is to straighten the legs, one is to hop on one foot, and the other is to bend the legs backwards.
Although the instructor's method is crude, it can still achieve the effect of bending the legs backwards. It is a method to quickly relieve cramps on the battlefield and must be used by experienced people."
really
Wang Yaocheng's leg cramps were relieved, and he weakly stretched out his hand to shake it; "Wait a minute, let me slow down."
The bald coach Harrison didn't bother to explain at all. He walked over with a swagger and said sarcastically: "Young young man, please don't go home and cry to your mother. There are bad guys outside who bully me. Let's just play at home."
Barbie."
Wang Yaocheng laughed out of anger at this old bastard. Now he was as tired as mud and had no energy to argue with him.
Rebecca, who was next to her, couldn't stand it and stood up and said, "Harrison, don't go too far. The boss king has never received such high-intensity training. His performance is very good."
"Wow! Are you talking about having to be supported while traveling cross-country, and your pistols and rifles all miss the target? Then I've really learned a lot."
"You have to take it step by step. If you can complete training on the first day, it will be great."
"So your standards are so low, what about tomorrow?"
"He will perform better tomorrow. I have confidence in the boss."
"Haha... What a damn confidence. The most likely thing for him is to be a deserter, hiding in his mother's arms and asking for milk. Oh! He wants a pint of milk. Can't you think differently?"
"Absolutely impossible, the boss king is a real man."
Hey...wait.
Wang Yaocheng struggled to stand up, feeling that his legs were no longer his, and everywhere on his body was sore and a little numb.
Damn it!
Neither father nor daughter are good people. Are they talking about cross talk here when they sing in harmony?
This is to put yourself on the fire!
In front of everyone, can a man say that he is not good enough?
I really can't stand it anymore, I can't relax for a few days. As a glorious reborn person, I have to rely on my clever mind and insights beyond the times to conquer the world.
Sitting firmly in the central military tent, strategizing thousands of miles away.
Instead of training to be a brainless martial artist who can run horses on his arms, stand up people on his fists, split red bricks with his palms, and crush boulders on his chest, it is simply too low.
Wang Yaocheng tapped Coach Harrison with his hand, then turned around and tapped Rebecca again. His fingers twitched uncontrollably like polio, but before he could say anything, a man next to him who was watching the fun didn't take it too seriously.
Add a sentence;
"Boss, don't be timid, just do it."
Turned his head and looked.
It's a lunatic. He looked at Wang Yaocheng with firm eyes, nodded with confidence, and said;
Big breasts, I believe you can do it.
Okay, you big-headed devil!
You go, you go...
Wang Yaocheng had completely memorized this guy. He dared to put his boss on the fire and later sent him the training bill, giving him a splitting headache and tossing and turning all night long.
"Boss, show off the spirit of a Chinese man and show these ghost guys that we are all good men and we will never be a coward."
The one who spoke was captain Liu Zhenxiong, and he was inciting the team members next to him: "Do you think this is right?"
"Yes! We must not let Harrison underestimate us."
“You’ll get used to it after a few days of practice, and it’s not difficult at all.”
"That's right! Don't be cowardly, just do it."
The team members were all chattering, and it became lively for a while. Everyone's eyes were turned to Wang Yaocheng, full of eager expectations and... gloating.
We have been as tired as a gray grandson for more than a month. Boss, please come and experience it too.
"Okay! We will continue tomorrow." Wang Yaocheng had no way to retreat and was almost squeezed into a corner.
"Oh...the boss is the best."
Amid a burst of laughter, Wang Yaocheng raised his right hand to stop everyone and continued: "From the perspective of scientific training, the amount of exercise must be gradual, and the training arrangement must be relaxed..."
"Oh! Got it."
Coach Harrison snapped his fingers happily and said happily, "There will be no long-distance cross-country training in tomorrow's training. We will train shooting in the field. I can guarantee that the training volume will not be heavy."
"Oh well."
Seeing Wang Yaocheng agreeing, bald coach Harrison nodded sincerely, turned his face and showed a smirk;
Wait until tomorrow and you will know how awesome it is!
After the overload and large amount of exercise on the first day, the muscles and fingers of the body were stiff during training on the second day, and they would jump uncontrollably.
Trying to hold the pistol and rifle end up straight is nothing more than a dream.
My arms were shaking terribly, and they were sore and painful. After a day of shooting training, the feeling was absolutely sour and refreshing. If I could achieve good results, that would be a genius.
Similarly, if you can persist in shooting training under such extreme conditions, the results will be very good, and it will be easy to quickly improve your shooting performance.