Chapter 456: The old drama bone, Zhao Dehan eats noodles
After firing one shot, Fang Jing continued to remain motionless, breathing slowly, trying not to let the gun body shake.
With his height of 1.82 meters, he is not suitable to be a sniper in the real army. Good snipers are actually not very tall, most of them are between 1.65 and 1.75 meters.
Being tall makes it difficult to hide and is easily exposed, making you a living target on the battlefield.
It's just that they are making a movie and many things must be filmed and TV. They can't really find a sniper to act.
The sun slowly climbed higher, and it was noon in the blink of an eye. Fang Jing lay motionless for several hours, his forehead covered with sweat, and his ears were numb from the shock of Jiang Luxia's machine gun.
"stand up!"
"gather!"
After giving the order, before Fang Jing's brain could react, his body quickly stood up and ran to the center of the abandoned factory to gather.
"Today is the last morning of training. Your director is picking up people outside. Everyone, turn back!"
Caught off guard, two months of hard training ended just like that, and everyone was stunned.
Although the instructor was very strict, I still felt a little reluctant to part ways. The other party was the Jiaolong Commando, a real special forces force, and they would never have the chance to meet again in the future.
"What are you looking at? Let's go! Fang Jing...make me look more handsome when you act."
"And me, Zhang Yi, don't tarnish my image."
Fang Jing was stunned for a moment and turned to look at the middle-aged man who taught him sniping every day but didn't even know his name. Was he actually the prototype of his role?
The script of Operation Red Sea was not made up out of thin air. The script was given by the Navy. Lin Chaoxian adapted it and took it into shape. The prototype is based on the real story of the evacuation of overseas Chinese from Yemen.
Back then, the Jiaolong Commandos rushed thousands of miles, rescued people in a hail of bullets, and protected the overseas Chinese from safely evacuating.
The instructor had previously talked about the cruelty back then. Fang Jing also asked if he recognized the sniper he played and whether he was so awesome in the script. The instructor smiled and said nothing.
Standing at attention and taking a rest, Fang Jing looked at the two of them with reverence and raised his hands to salute. The other six people did the same. These people are heroes. A military salute is enough and everything goes without saying.
Turn around and leave.
At the door, Lin Chaoxian had been waiting on the minibus for a long time wearing a hat. He looked at the people who came out and said with a smile: "Yes, I haven't seen you for two months, you have really changed a lot, you have a certain appearance."
Fang Jing asked him before how he could completely integrate into the role of a soldier. His answer was that some roles are impossible to imagine through imagination. Only by breaking oneself can one enter another body.
This led to life-threatening training every day. If there were no changes in the appearance of the body, it would be difficult for me to believe in this role.
No one came back to Lin Chaoxian's words, got in the car, sat upright, and remained silent except for silence.
"Very good, it seems to be beyond my expectation. Originally, I wanted you to rest for two days, but now it seems that it is not necessary. Strike while the iron is hot and start work tomorrow."
While their military temperament was still there, Lin Chaoxian didn't let a few of them rest. This was because they were too deep into the drama, and once they exited, they would quickly regain their composure.
The next day, in a small town in North Africa, more than a thousand workers began to set up the scene, bury props and mines, bury a certain amount of explosives, restore tanks, and heavy machine guns, and requisitioned most of the city.
There are nearly 2,000 crew members and 4,000 extras, most of whom are foreigners and many of whom are local soldiers.
After more than three hours of busy work, the crew started filming.
"boom!"
The sound of explosions was deafening, accompanied by the sound of machine gunfire. Four or five tanks entered the scene. Sitting in the vehicle dressed in camouflage, Fang Jing looked grim and glanced outside, subconsciously holding on to his sniper rifle.
The instructor said that everyone is afraid of the real battlefield, with the rain of bullets and bullets, and it would be abnormal not to be afraid. However, military orders are like mountains. Once the order is given, there will be mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead.
At this moment, he seemed to feel something heavy.
"Give Fang Jing a close-up of his face and hands." In the director's studio, looking at the picture on the monitor, Lin Chaoxian said to the camera with a walkie-talkie.
"Gu Shun, Director Li, occupy the commanding heights!"
"The first team is following me to rescue people, the second team is staying behind the convoy, put up the smoke bombs!"
Get off the car, rush to the street room, run to the fourth floor as fast as possible, and use the wire rope to reach the top of the tall building opposite.
They were not idle while the crew was working on the set. They had rehearsed all this seven or eight times. The middle of the streets on both sides was 20 meters high. If a mistake was made, it would be disabled. No one dared to be careless.
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Overseas, Operation Red Sea was filmed in full swing, and domestically, in the name of the people, it also began to be broadcast on CCTV and iQi Video without any prior publicity.
All actors with the prefix "国" are the best publicity. A nanny who buys groceries is a national first-class actor. What else do you want?
The first episode begins. In a community at night, anti-corruption officers played by Yu Xiaowei arrest corrupt official Zhao Dehan. Zhao Dehan sends his wife and children downstairs, and the anti-corruption bureau enters the house.
"Let me go, is this a corrupt official? Does Hou Liangping have any misunderstanding about corrupt officials?"
"Nima, if this is a corrupt official, I will live stream my hair washing."
"Everything has a reversal. I think this Hou Liangping is not a good person."
Seeing the impoverished Zhao Dehan eating a bowl of hot noodles with soybean paste, comments from netizens flew up. No one who looked at him would think he was a corrupt official.
"Every power, big or small, serves the people. You, a comrade, have improved your thinking."
After hearing what Zhao Dehan said, Hou Liangping smiled and turned to his colleagues: "Did you hear that? You have power and cannot be willful, but you can seek personal gain, right, Director Zhao?"
"In this position, there are many people who are jealous of me. Everyone, why don't you sit down and have something to eat?"
Hou Liangping and Zhao Dehan chatted happily with each other, talking about work, family and children. Those who didn't know it thought they were friends.
Eating noodles with soybean paste and watching Hou Liangping's colleague rummaging through his home, Zhao Dehan was not at all vain.
"Director Hou, I found the passbook in the bookcase."
Hearing this, Zhao Dehan stopped eating noodles and looked up.
Peeling garlic, Hou Liangping didn't even look back, "How much?"
"That adds up to 125,600 yuan."
“Euros or dollars?”
"rmb!"
"Director, I can't even have this little deposit, right?" Zhao Dehan was calm and honest like a banker.
In fact, he did come from a peasant background. He grew up in poverty and it was not easy for him to get to where he is today.
"No, no, it's not as much as me."
His expression remained unchanged, as if everything was as expected, Hou Liangping continued to help Zhao Dehan peel the garlic and cook it into noodles. This is a good dish.
Seeing this, netizens basically made their own guesses.
"I just said, he is not a corrupt official, there must be something hidden in it."
"If this person wasn't a corrupt official, I would have written my name backwards. Didn't I see Hou Liangping peeling the garlic? This should have a meaning."
"There is a saying in the play that if there is a shotgun hanging in the room at the beginning, the gun will definitely go off at the end. This is a metaphor for Zhao Dehan's pretentiousness."
"Hou Liangping has been checking him for a day or two. Isn't he sure that he will come to his door?"