[Soldier Assault] Major's Special Forces Career

The hostage happened to be of Chinese appearance.

☆、Chinese hostage

In the headquarters, Colonel Bajwa looked at his watch. It had been 32 seconds since they entered the cabin. The fact that they didn't solve the problem immediately showed that the gangsters' resistance was very tenacious. It seemed that it was difficult to get zero casualties.

"Point A, point B, report the situation." He whispered into the headset to ask about the situation.

The SSG members outside the cabin reported the reaction to the gunshots, and Colonel Bajwa immediately restored the actual situation in his mind.He asked again:

"The sniper team reports the situation."

"There were two people in the cockpit, squatting low and unable to shoot."

"The passengers in the cabin are too messy to see clearly. It seems that there are gangsters controlling the hostages. It doesn't look like a gunfight. Instead, it looks like an explosion/bomb!" The sniper team in charge of the cabin has a difficult task.The visor was already half-closed, and with the limited viewing angle of the lower half, it was really not easy to see the situation in the aisle through two straight and three panicked passengers.

There was silence on the channel.

"Where are the bandits facing?"

"Facing point B."

Colonel Bajwa decisively ordered: "Call out one person from A and shoot her from the back of the gangster!" Because special missions usually require a strong tacit understanding between each other, after confirming that the old A is responsible for the attack, Colonel Bajwa It also cooperatively did not require its own team members to participate together.But now that the situation is urgent, I can't take care of so many.

"Yes!"

Yuan Lang pointed his gun at the cockpit door and approached step by step.

Suddenly, there was a rattling gunshot behind the door, and the bullets burst out like fried beans, passing over his body.This immediately led to a round of fire from the old A's.

Amidst the sound of counterattack gunfire, a grenade rolled quietly out of the crack of the door, rolling all the way to the center of the aisle.

Xu Sandao shouted: "Be careful to dodge!"

In the midst of this flash, Yuan Lang raised his foot and kicked back the object that was about to explode!

The door gap is very small, just enough to hold the size of a grenade/bomb, and things that are slightly deflected will hit the door frame.However, Yuan Lang didn't know if this kick was a coincidence, it just happened so perfectly.The thing rolled out lightly, and then bounced back lightly like touching a spring bed.

boom!Fry in the cockpit.

Behind the door, the bearded man was hiding under the seat, raised his AK47, and calmly headed towards the door, toward Omar who was slumped there.

Omar had just been bombed and staggered back to the cockpit.He yelled at Beard in panic, and Beard called Omar in panic, but neither of them could hear each other.Finally, they quieted down and pretended that they were the last people left in the world.

The bearded man watched Omar put on a new magazine, and the muzzle of the gun changed direction hesitantly.This made him break out in a cold sweat, for fear that his companion would go crazy for a while and head in the wrong direction, then he would die.

So he gritted his teeth and threw his last grenade/bomb towards the crack of the door.With luck, things will be out.He prayed "Allah" in a trembling voice, hoping that Omar's deafness was not so severe that he couldn't even hear the explosion/explosion.

However, the bearded man never expected that the bullet came back!At the last second, flew back like the nimblest bird ever!

He didn't have time to think, he could only slump to the ground in a conditioned reflex.

The little bird finally stayed on the bridge, and there was another loud bang, and the buttons, screens, and glass windows on the deck were all blown up, and the cockpit was so narrow that it could only accommodate two people.

Omar was hurting all over and had no strength at all. He knew that he was injured, and the injury might not be serious, but he didn't want to take advantage of the group of heretics like this.

"Allahu Akbar!" He leaned against the wall, and raised his gun at the place where he felt the last movement!

The sniper in the distance finally found a suitable opportunity to attack. The crosshairs of the scope had been aimed at Omar who was standing there. He held his breath and pulled the trigger.

Less than 20 centimeters away, the muzzle of the bearded man was also aimed at Omar's heart, and he closed his eyes: "You were deceived by the devil, don't blame me."

The 7.62mm diameter bullet pounced on the young man on the opposite side at close range. The bullet rushed into his body and flew out with flesh and bones, leaving a hole the size of a teacup in his spare chest. on the cockpit door!

At the same moment, a 12.7mm large-caliber sniper bullet penetrated a long distance, penetrated the shattered front windshield, and smashed obliquely into Omar's skull like a heavy hammer, smashing his entire head to pieces. Then it flew out of the glass window at the other end of the cabin!

Captain Yuan kicked open the cabin door heavily, and what he saw was such a pile of minced meat that was almost unrecognizable as a human being. He was so frightened that he immediately retreated outside the door and hid in the corner.

Could it be that the quality of these grenades/shells is so good?This has to be stuffed directly into people's stomachs to explode like this!

The bearded man started to fire the gun from under the chair to the door, one shot after another, he was careful not to pour bullets indiscriminately.He was still carrying two new magazines, but he knew that changing the magazines was enough to kill him a hundred times.

Firefight, not too intense firefight!

Yuan Lang is not in a hurry, he is just catching a turtle in a urn.He threw in another smoke/bomb, and then issued the first order after entering the aircraft through the intercom: "Protect yourself, I want zero casualties."

The moment Zhao Baoping saw the white light explode, he realized that it should be a flash/bomb. Before he was sent to Pakistan to take charge of a major infrastructure project, he had received special security training.This time it was finally time to put what I learned into practice, but I was not at all grateful. It might be much easier to not see or not to hear at this time.

All day long, he was counting on his fingers, thinking, the embassy should know the news that he was captured, and they should be trying to rescue him.If you are really heroic, how much money can your family get?I wonder if the accidental injury insurance plus the company's pension is enough for my son to finish college?Is it enough for the elderly at home to die?He was very excited when the Pakistani army attacked during the day, thinking that he would be saved immediately.In the end, however, only disappointment remained.He sighed, having been an atheist all his life, now he really wants to find a bodhisattva to worship.

Because of his heavy thoughts, he has not slept well.Even if I couldn't keep my eyes open, I would wake up again within half an hour of being lost.When the shock bomb came together, he knew that there was another attack.In order to avoid danger better, he unbuckled his seat belt and shrank into the narrow gap in front of the chair.Unexpectedly, she was slipped away by the female bandit so easily.

The female bandit has great strength. Although Zhao Baoping is thin, he is a grown man who is not short, weighing more than 70 kilograms. When she picked him up, he was so startled that his hairs stood on end.He understood the female bandit's Urdu language, and was so frightened that he almost peed.If he didn't drink almost no water all day, he must have urinated.

Wu Zhe persuaded to surrender: "You surrender now, we guarantee your safety."

Zhao Baoping immediately recognized that this man had a slight Urdu accent. Aren't these soldiers Pakistani?Is it a foreigner?

Fortunately, the female bandit couldn't hear anything. She almost collapsed and said hoarsely: "Everyone back up! Can't you hear me? If you don't back up, we will die together immediately!"

Her whole body was tense, and the hand tightly grasping the fuse of the explosive/powder was trembling at a frequency visible to the naked eye, which made people feel terrified, for fear that she would accidentally trigger the fuse and everyone would be buried with her.

Team B had already seen the members of Group A behind her, but they all stared at the female bandit in tacit understanding to prevent the other party from noticing something strange.Qi Huan gestured backwards, and they started backing away.

The female bandit screamed: "Put down the gun!"

Qi Huan put down the gun on his own initiative, and Wu Zhe and others also put the guns at their feet one by one.

At this moment, the female bandit regained her senses. She suddenly remembered that she participated in the hijacking case for the purpose of sacrifice. How could she be so frightened of death?When she understood this, she immediately became less nervous, and instead smiled contemptuously.

Zhao Baoping keenly sensed that her attitude was not right, and suddenly grabbed her wrist.The female bandit didn't pay attention, and was grabbed by him for a moment!

"Chirp!" "Bang!" Two guns, two bullets, one with a silencer, one without.One after the other, with different trajectories, they hit the female bandit's head with almost no time difference, one second before she triggered the explosive.

Thick blood splattered on Zhao Baoping's face. He was so frightened by the gunfire that he lost his soul, and fell down along the body of the female bandit.

Qi Huan and the others picked up their guns from the ground, stepped over him, and headed towards the front cabin.Wu Zhe helped Zhao Baoping up, put him back on his seat, and patted his hand lightly: "Don't be afraid, just hide and don't move."

In front of the economy class is the business class, with spacious and comfortable seats.Before, the gangsters drove all the hostages here to the economy class for the convenience of guarding.It also prevented someone from being injured by the gunfire in front of the cockpit.

Grenades/bombs are thrown where the enemy is like no money.The bearded man knew that he was also injured, even though he hid well enough, the place was too narrow.The grenade/bomb blew up the contents of the cabin into a mess, all kinds of accessories flew around, and with the fragments from the grenade/bomb itself, his body had already been cut open.

"I surrender! I surrender!"

Yuan Lang turned around and asked, "What did he say?"

Wu Zhe just caught up: "He said he would surrender!"

Yuan Lang immediately retreated into the bathroom where the rain was pouring down. The place was already flooded, water leaked from the crack of the door, and the ground was so dirty that it was impossible to see: "Everyone is hidden."

The bearded man is still shouting: "I surrender! I surrender!"

The cockpit door opened slowly, and a bloody man came out dragging his legs.

"Hands up!" someone ordered him in English.But he ignored it, and it was only then that they remembered that he was temporarily deaf.

The bearded man lowered his head, as if he didn't even have the strength to raise his head. His hands were no longer guns, and they were flung weakly by his side, dragging his legs forward little by little. Eight pointed at him from different angles, but he didn't Little reaction.There was still a whining sound in the throat: "I surrender, I surrender."

Under Yuan Lang's eyes, an old A went over to handcuff him, and the bearded man raised his head, suddenly showing a strange expression.

Immediately, countless bullets were fired from different directions, smashing him into a sieve before he touched the pistol on his waist, including Xu Sanduo's gun.

The battle is over!

☆, 20

Members of the SSG began to move in to relieve the hostages and dispose of the bodies.Several people were hit by stray bullets, but none were fatal.The ambulances that had been prepared outside the airport received orders to drive in one by one.The old A's quietly returned to the terminal building during the chaos.

Wu Zhe walked tremblingly to a deserted place, and sat down on the ground leaning against the wall. He took off his helmet and mask, but still held the gun, as if it was his last resort.The joy and tears of rebirth after the catastrophe came from next door, but he was feeling a coldness spreading to his limbs and bones.

He remembered that during the battle, he didn't feel nervous at all.On the contrary, his adrenaline was soaring, his brain went blank, his five senses were more sensitive than usual, and he was so excited that he felt omnipotent.The smell of gunpowder smoke began to fascinate him, and the blood of the enemy did not frighten him, only the thrill of hitting the target surged up.

boom!One fell.

Wu Zhe looked at the mask in his hand in a trance, and once again smelled the smell of human blood emanating from it. It had a strong smell unlike any animal blood, and it was stronger than the rancid quagmire that was deliberately used to hone his willpower during training. Disgusting.He stood up abruptly and rushed to the nearby toilet.Before he could reach the pit in time, he started to vomit facing the pool.

There were other people in the bathroom, watching him with disgust to block a sink with sour filth, but the gun he was carrying prevented them from speaking out to stop him.

It wasn't until Wu Zhe finally raised his head that they were surprised to notice that this young soldier was very good-looking, delicate and fair, and he didn't look like a local soldier at first glance.

"Sorry." Wu Zhe apologized shamelessly to the people around him in Urdu. At this moment, he couldn't admit that he was Chinese.

An old man with a gray beard suddenly said: "Please don't apologize, we should apologize to you. Thank you for saving us, and Allah bless you."

Wu Zhe nodded indiscriminately: "Peace be with you."

He hurried out of the bathroom, not paying attention to a person waiting in the corner outside the door.Seeing Wu Zhe coming out, the man immediately stretched out his foot to trip him, and Wu Zhe almost fell over by accident.Finally, he was agile, rolled his hands and squatted steadily after landing on the ground, and subconsciously picked up the gun.But behind the scope, Yuan Lang was smoking a cigarette, laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

Wu Zhe put down the gun expressionlessly, turned around and left.

Yuan Lang followed him like a clingy Pekingese.

Returning to that secluded corner again, Wu Zhe sat in the original position: "Let me stay quietly for a while?"

His body seemed to have finally awakened from the aftermath of the battle, which made his hands tremble slightly, and he clenched his fists tightly so that no one could see him.

Yuan Lang sat next to him, and brought the cigarette he had been smoking for a long time to Wu Zhe's lips: "Try it? A cigarette afterwards is better than a living god."

His nasty jokes can't arouse the other party's reaction at all.Wu Zhe just looked hesitantly at the half-burned cigarette, the cigarette holder was wet, and there were a pair of shallow tooth marks, but the fragrance was lingering, directly touching people's hearts.

Yuan Lang curled his lips: "You think my saliva is dirty? You and Qi Huan are really of the same character, a young master and a young master. I just serve the young master's life! Come, come, I'll get you a new one."

He was about to take back the cigarette, but Wu Zhe moved forward and caught it.Yuan Lang only felt his fingertips warm for a moment, and then they were empty.

He yelled and found something to wipe his fingers: "It's just a cigarette, I almost bit my hand!"

The flame at the end of the cigarette flickered on and off, and white smoke emerged and dissipated.Wu Zhe suddenly understood why Yuan Lang loves cigarettes, and there is nothing more reassuring than fireworks in the world at this time.

The person next to him was still babbling: "Don't just hold it in your mouth, you have to smoke! Remember not to swallow it into your lungs, turn it around in your mouth, and then spit it out."

Wu Zhe twisted the cigarette carefully, shaking off the ashes at the end in the air: "I don't despise you."

"What?" Captain Yuan suddenly received a feedback, but short-circuited instead.

Wu Zhe put the cigarette back into his mouth, squinted his eyes and spit out a large cloud of white smoke. Behind the smoke was his hazy face: "It tastes good, I don't dislike it."

Captain Yuan's weather-beaten thick-skinned face turned red at that moment.

He almost ran away and said, "Sit down, I'll go and see Sanduo's injuries."

Wu Zhe also struggled immediately: "Duo Sanduo was injured? I'll go too." The smoke was in his mouth, and his voice was indistinct.

Xu Sanduo was a silly boy. His leg was scratched by a bullet and a small piece of flesh was torn off, but he didn't make a sound until he rested before being discovered by his companions.At this time, it had just been bandaged, and a circle of people surrounded it to ask their health.

Seeing the captain go back and forth, Xu Sanduo lowered his head in a low voice: "Yes... I'm sorry, I was wrong again."

Yuan Lang pretended to be fierce and said: "What's wrong?"

"Me, I failed to achieve the zero casualty goal."

The people around glared at Yuan Lang together when they heard the words: You bastard, you scared us three more!

Wu Zhe walked out from Yuan Lang's side, stood opposite him with the enemy, and comforted him: "A certain person is boasting, why do you still believe it? How can a task of this intensity have zero casualties."

Yuan Lang gritted his teeth, and said to Xu Sanduo with a straight face: "There are more!"

Xu Sanduo looked around pitifully, and said with everyone's encouraging expressions: "I, I shouldn't say that I'm hurt, and make everyone worry."

"Hey, that's right!" Lao Ding rubbed his head, "Speak up when you're hurt. Don't be like the captain, he doesn't like to tell the truth, and he tries to scare people."

Sanduo showed a smirk timidly, and his two rows of big white teeth gleamed.

After a total of 1 minute and 48 seconds of fighting, they rested for less than two hours, and the old A's left on the plane when they came.In case it is difficult to explain such a big Chinese plane and so many Chinese after dawn.

"Thank you very much this time." Colonel Bajwa looked at the half box of hypnotic bombs that had been carried away with some reluctance.

The effect of the hypnotic bomb in this battle was not as good as expected. They discussed it and felt that the dosage was still insufficient.There is also a small problem with the timing of use, and it does not cooperate well with other tactics.

But Colonel Bajwa is still very interested in this product.Pakistan is adjacent to Afghanistan, and its ethnic composition is also similar. After Afghanistan was occupied by the US military, a large number of terrorists fled to Pakistan.Coupled with some government policy issues left over from history, the proportion of religious extremists here is very high, and it even has the nickname of "terrorist base camp" internationally.Terrorist attacks against ordinary people occur frequently every three days.

Therefore, Colonel Bajwa is always very enthusiastic about various new anti-terrorism products.He urged Captain Yuan: "How about selling it to me and helping you with the actual combat test?"

Yuan Lang wondered: "They are all state-owned assets, and they are not easy to deal with. I will give you one as a souvenir."

Turning around, he hurriedly urged the porters in Chinese: "Hurry up and get into the car, these bastards are eager."

In the terminal building, Zhao Baoping said to the Chinese ambassador to Pakistan who came to pick him up: "I want to meet the Chinese in the Pakistani military, okay?"

The ambassador was puzzled and said, "What Chinese?"

Zhao Baoping gesticulated and said: "A member of the Pakistani military team that killed the gangsters. He is about this tall. I guess it's Chinese who didn't run away. He speaks Chinese more fluently than Urdu."

"It's impossible. This is Pakistan's special forces, and the review is very strict. Chinese people can't get in."

"Hey, I don't care what country he is from, just ask for me. I just want to meet him and thank him personally."

"Okay, okay, you come with me first, I'll call back and ask for you, okay?"

Zhao Baoping had no choice but to agree, looking around as he walked, guessing which face belonged to the young soldier with good Chinese.

The transport plane from China ran all the way along the airport runway, took advantage of the dawn before dawn, suddenly soared into the sky, and rumbled away at the end of the sky, like Yang Guo's overweight but still nimble and fast eagle.

Pakistani soldiers at the airport saw the plane.They stopped what they were doing, spontaneously raised their right hands to their eyebrows, and performed a solemn military salute.

Thank you!

The rest looked at them curiously, and at the plane passing overhead.

Zhao Baoping grabbed a soldier and asked, "What is that?"

"A group of handsome soldiers." The soldier answered him.

Zhao Baoping stared blankly at the trajectory of the plane, and he had a premonition that he would never see that soldier again.

Pengcheng thousands of miles, there will be a return date.Six hours later, the transport plane landed again at the nearest military airport to the Blue Army Brigade.

This time the mission came back before 24 hours, but the moment everyone got off the plane, they felt as if they were a world apart.No more terrorists shooting at you, no more screaming hostages.The atmosphere here is peaceful, serene and relaxing.

One person sings happily: "The beautiful grassland is my home, the wind blows the green grass and flowers everywhere ~ colorful butterflies fly and hundreds of birds sing, a bend of clear water reflects the sunset~"

The old A base is close to northern Xinjiang, at the foot of the mountains, with rich vegetation and beautiful environment.It is indeed a good place where butterflies fly and birds sing.The singing quickly gathered into a chorus, and those who couldn't sing followed along humming with passion and heroism.

Not to be outdone, Yuan Lang swayed his waist and hips to lead the dancer and joined in: "The shepherd girl sings loudly, and the joyful singing is all over the world~" From the beginning to the end, there was not a single note in tune, and the originally neat but not firm chorus was broken up at once. up.

Wu Zhe laughed so hard that he rolled his hands into a tube and yelled loudly: "Where did the goblin come from? He took away the whole team!"

Yuan Yaojing didn't think it was disobedient, and used his mutated Xinjiang gene to sing and dance back to the base of A Brigade.Along the way, his eyes were full of happiness, and he was more noisy than a whole set of big theater troupes.

"go home!"

☆, abyss and light

There are two small lawns in the courtyard downstairs of the dormitory area of ​​Team A, and a bulletin board is erected on each of them.The bulletin boards are regularly updated every week, but the lawn has turned into a barren wasteland under neglect.Wu Zhe had taken a fancy to this place earlier and planned to open a flower garden.

Recently, Qi Huan talked on the phone with his new girlfriend at the public telephone booth downstairs every night, and every time he finished the phone call, he would come to the flower garden with a happy face and say a few words: "You are too free, what are you doing all day? Let my girlfriend introduce you to a classmate?"

Wu Zhe swung his hand clinging to the kettle, and pointed at his flower garden like a king on the river and mountains: "I have three thousand beauties in the harem, who can grow all the way from here to Hainan Island. This is Concubine Jasmine, pure white and fragrant; over there It is a noble lady of lavender, full of passion and romance; there are colorful sunflowers on the side of the palace; look at the middle, the queen of daisies and concubine Fengxian, each of them is as beautiful as the others."

Qi Huan looked at the bare ground that had been dug up all over the place, but the seedlings hadn't even grown yet. Only half of the wild chrysanthemum stalk stood alone against the wind, with a speechless expression: "It seems to be true."

Guo Chao just came back from the cafeteria for some supper: "Why don't you grow vegetables, and you can't eat flowers."

Qi Huan was deeply moved by this pragmatic ideal: "Who says you can't eat it? Jasmine is fragrant and clears the fire. Put a little when making ribs. The taste is really lingering. Scrambled eggs are also very good..."

Guo Chao looked longingly at the flower garden, and Babaer drooled all over the place. Wu Zhe was so angry that he wanted to hit him with a flower shovel: "Do you know what a brother's wife is? Don't play!"

After the last hijacking mission, as long as he didn't train, Wu Zhe would stay here almost all the time, watering today and tomorrow, the flower seeds were all soaked, and I don't know if they can still germinate.

This day was a rest day, and when the sky was twilight, Gardener Wu went to take care of his flowers again.After a while, Captain Yuan came over, sat down cross-legged in a clean place by the flowerbed, tilted his head, and watched him work.

Gardener Wu picked up a stone and threw it to the barren lawn opposite: "I woke up so early, did I bother you?"

Yuan Lang sighed: "Someone had a nightmare in the middle of the night and almost rolled out of bed. I was so scared that I didn't dare to close my eyes all night."

Wu Zhe was stunned: "Sorry."

"Do you want to chat?" Yuan Lang was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, his head was pointing to the ground bit by bit like a chicken pecking at rice.

Wu Zhe had a conditioned reflex, and he had a psychological shadow on the opening remarks, and said vaguely: "It's nothing, I'm not used to it."

He lowered his head, avoiding the sense of presence that his captain couldn't get rid of even if he dozed off, and finally saw his hand.When crawling and hiding, the grinding of gravel, the scratches of sharp leaves, the needles of tree thorns, the bites of insects, and the scars of repeated experience have made this hand no longer the delicate image it used to be.

Wu Zhe looked at them blankly, only feeling that the time was out of order.In the afternoon of that day, Yuan Lang stretched out his hands towards the sun. Those hands, which represent pain and despair, were exactly the same as the pair in front of him.

"These hands have killed people." He said to himself.

Captain Yuan opened his eyes: "Guilty?"

The major immediately exploded when he heard the words: "Why should I feel guilty for saving so many people! I'm not Sanduo."

Listening to his mumbling complaints, Yuan Lang smiled.Of course, you are Wu Zhe, Wu Zhe who can overcome thousands of obstacles by himself.

"It's just... a little sad..."

Sad yourself, it turns out that you are not as kind as you thought.

I feel sorry for myself, but I don't feel guilty about killing such an act.

The eyes can see farther than usual, the ears can even hear the sound of bullets passing through the air, the skin can feel the slightest coolness, and the limbs are as flexible as an antelope.This is himself when he kills, with a steady heartbeat and no fear.

Wu Zhe squatted down, and unconsciously picked the soil with his hands: "It is said that if you stare at the abyss for too long, the abyss will stare back. Captain, you have experienced so many abysses, has the abyss looked back at you?"

"Abyss?" Yuan Lang said lightly, "That's my home."

Wu Zhe was completely overwhelmed by this domineering and free and easy demeanor!For a moment, he was speechless.

Captain Yuan didn't have the slightest sense of shamelessness, and cleared his throat: "I have an immature suggestion, do you want to refer to it, Young Master Wu?"

"tell me the story."

"How do you say a poem?" Yuan Lang was about to speak, but he was embarrassed to find that he forgot the words, "What about the dark night, about the eyes?"

Wu Zhe quickly searched the brain's inventory: "The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find light?"

"That's right, that's right!" Yuan Lang patted his thigh: "You can't keep staring at the abyss, why did you come to old A, you are here to find the light!"

Wu Zhe laughed: "Could it be that you think Team A is my light?"

Yuan Lang squatted in front of him, his eyes were full of stars: "I——is your light!"

怦

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This was obviously meant to be amusing, but Wu Zhe's heart beat faster because of it.The autumn wind is bleak, the morning breeze is cool, in the empty compound, only the breath of the person in front of you can be heard.

The team members of this half of the building are almost all carefully selected by this person, and their strengths are judged.He is the undoubted front-line commander when he is on mission, and he is the chief instructor of training exercises after returning to the base.Others can go back to the dormitory and go to sleep. He has no less training volume than others. After the end, he has to write a report, sort out the plan, reflect on mistakes, and summarize experience.

He is busier than everyone else, and Wu Zhe never seems to see him really take a break.Even when he fell asleep, he was still tense, and a slight abnormality like a breeze could wake him up instantly.Although not always in good spirits, it would be a big mistake to think that he was easily fooled when he was tired and tired.Countless early mornings and late nights, in the entire base, only Yuan Lang kept his eyes open vigilantly.

He is like a torch, burning his sinister mind with twists and turns, his gentleness and compassion under harsh conditions, and burning out the top special forces in China.

He is the pillar of old A, the sight that everyone looks for when they are confused, and the light for all of them!

Yuan Lang felt uncomfortable again, Wu Zhe's eyes always made him feel nervous.He said embarrassingly, "Isn't that funny?"

Wu Zhe looked at him with complicated meaning: "Xiaosheng has never seen such a brazen person."

How many times I was so distracted, I TM fed the dog!

It's a good day to train pumpkins in autumn.Old A's new year's selection training kicked off.

"Old Lu praised me, saying that the report I handed in recently was good, so I gave you a good credit, saying how convenient the small programs that automatically analyze data you made for me are, and the report you wrote for me is even better. The writing is clear. I also asked him if I could let you participate in the selection and training work to better exercise your leadership ability."

Wu Zhe was expressionless: "Oh?"

Yuan Lang regretted: "In the end he said: [He did the training analysis for you, he helped you with the weekly report, and now he also helps you in the training selection. Why do I still need you as the squadron leader?! You want Otherwise, step back from the blue army brigade and make me a reconnaissance company commander.]”

He learned the tone of the railway so vividly that Wu Zhe was finally amused.

"He's just jealous, jealous that I have your help," Yuan Lang happily pawed at Wu Zhe's bedside: "He also has a job that is urgent for you, so let me push it away. I said you just came, you have to put your physical fitness first. Get fit and get used to it. There are many things in the e-camp that people can do, so don’t worry about the meat in other people’s bowls.”

Wu Zhe turned sideways, and said to Yuan Lang's hippie smile, "Don't worry, I'm doing everything I need to do. I don't miss any of the daily training, the paperwork is completed with quality assurance, and half of the plan for the electronic camp has been written. It will be sent to the iron brigade commander in two days, what do you need me to do for the selection and training work? Training plan? Exercise script? No problem, I am iron, and I will not die from exhaustion."

"Look at you, you're angry again," Yuan Lang actually played tricks, "Young people should exercise more when you're so angry. If you're really too busy, you still have me."

Wu Zhe looked at this face so close, he felt his teeth sour and his heart ached.Why did I soften my heart and help him work?

He pushed away that extremely shameless face with a slap, and said to himself: "Be normal, be normal."

Yuan Lang achieved his goal and got his wish. He danced twice in the same place along his hands, and said happily: "Old Ding is getting old, and I don't know how long he can stay. Pay attention when you're here!"

Wu Zhe covered his ears and eyes with the quilt and slept.

A week later, Yuan Lang Yingying's computer screen displayed Wu Zhe's drafted training plan for new recruits. At the top of the plan, the title was written in two bold fonts: "Pumpkin Destruction Plan", a small complaint that made people smile, Yuan Lang swept it away. However, I didn't feel disobedient at all.

The document is full of revision red comments.To be honest, changing a plan is more tiring than writing one yourself.But he's happy to do it.He joked that Wu Zhe is good at being a teacher, but in fact he is not much better.After thinking for a while, he made a note next to the first shooting practice: "Arrange the instructor to conduct a shooting demonstration first."

Save, send.

Soon, the new round of selection list, along with the reviewed training plan, was sent to the major's mailbox.Major Wu was almost overjoyed to see a familiar name——

W Group Army T Division [-]rd Regiment Mechanized Step [-]rd Company Sergeant Chengcai Special Sniper

Wu Zhe read this line of information carefully twice, not sure if it was the same name.He wanted to ask Sanduo, but was worried about making Sanduo happy.

Has he really come back?

☆、Come back

Yuan Lang likes Sanduo very much, it can almost be described as love at first sight.The railway had no interest in this kid who graduated from junior high school, but Yuan Lang asked him to come by name, and even urged him to transfer his file to old A before the training was over.Afterwards, Sanduo was stimulated and refused to stay, and it was he who persuaded the railway to give Sanduo an unprecedented holiday to go to the fifth class in the grassland to relax.

These were all Qi Huan chatted about when he was gossiping, he always said: "Sanduo, our captain treats you very differently."

Not unusual!Yuan Lang's family affairs have never been told to any team members, and when asked about it, they only say that they cannot leak the secrets.But he told Sanduo alone the love story between him and his wife.He also gave Sanduo a gift, a beautiful maple leaf bookmark. He told Sanduo that he likes the maple at this time the most. The middle is still bright green, but when it spreads out, it gradually turns yellow, and the yellow at the tip of the leaf is extremely thick. It turned red, like an old A—with life in his heart, a blood blade in his hand, and a stomach full of chaos.

Wu Zhe even teased Yuan Lang about this matter: "Others think Sanduo is stupid, so why are you so eye-catching?"

Captain Yuan replied: "Because he looks kind, seeing him is like seeing himself."

At that time, Wu Zhe rolled his eyes. Sanduo was straightforward and innocent. He could see that he was similar to Yuan Lang, a monster, and his degree of myopia might be quite high.

It was not until much later that the major suddenly understood.Sanduo is the most tender part of this man's heart, his heart with the greenest maple leaf.

On the contrary, Yuan Lang's attitude towards Chengcai has always been indifferent, until they shared life and death many times on the battlefield, until Chengcai became the most indispensable pillar of old A, until Yuan Lang retired from the army.Throughout his life, he never fell in love with Chengcai, Sanduo's closest friend.

This year's cadets were lucky enough to get their hands on a gun within the second week of their arrival.At three o'clock in the morning, there was an emergency assembly, the moon and stars were scarce, and only a few large searchlights were intertwined, which illuminated the shooting positions brightly, and set off the darkness of the distant targets. Don't talk about the number of rings, you can find your target. That's fine.

The new pumpkins whisper in disbelief: "This works?"

Cheng Cai said, "It's not easy to fight."

It's not easy to fight, but it's not impossible to fight.

Everyone looked at him like a monster.From the first day of training, this unknown non-commissioned officer has used his strength to crush all the curiosity and doubts around him, whether it is physical fitness, spear skills, survival, his