"Secretary Zhao, Mayor Qi, I'm going to trouble you this time. How is the resettlement work of the villagers?"

After getting off the car, Zhang Shidong shook hands with two middle-aged men who seemed a little rustic in the Audi car and greeted each other enthusiastically. An An vaguely felt like she had seen these two people, as if she had seen them at a dinner in the Magic City. These two people were with the leader and sat at the bottom of the table.

"Captain Zhang, you are so polite. It is our honor to be able to make some contributions to the army. The villagers have already arrived at the villages below and have given so many subsidies and helped with farm work. Everyone is not happy that this will last longer. You don't know. Someone has also reported to us that my home will be destroyed and that the house will be repaired for free or rebuilt again."

Everyone laughed, the atmosphere was harmonious, and Zhang Shidong also took the opportunity to say: "This is an old revolutionary base, and the fine traditions have not changed. We came here to see the reputation. I heard that there are many veterans in the village below. I will definitely invite them to the scene to tell us."

"Captain Zhang, don't worry. The old comrades are very prestigious in every village. Every household is proud of being a boy in the army. In a word, you can go and take a look to ensure that every family can steam steamed buns with rice and rice. If there are places where people are needed in the logistics of the army, please speak."

An An understood a little, as if this idle leader wanted to do something here. Well, no matter what he did, he finally did something related to the army. I will work harder next...

"boom!"

"Da da da da da!!"

Suddenly, an explosion came from the town, and the dense and chaotic gunshots were spread sharply. Various weapons made different sounds, and An An subconsciously ran to the window next to the co-pilot to see the picture in the notebook. In the picture, a fierce gunfight broke out next to a frozen warehouse next to the town market.

The people fled in scattered places, and the scene was in a mess. The army transport truck passing through the town stopped at the first time. Soon, teams of soldiers rushed down from the car and ran towards the scene. It is impossible to say that when any armed team encountered such a thing, even if the ordinary garrison troops on the car did not issue live ammunition, they would rush down to help evacuate the people. What's more, as a component of the new army's X Army, everyone in the car was a loud military model when they arrived at the A-type troops, and they were all the best in the army. Although not everyone had faced actual combat, they had at least experienced various exercises and had some understanding of actual combat, so they would not be dizzy when they heard the sound of gunfire and didn't know how to react.

I thought it was just a small-scale local police and gangster battle. As soon as I joined, I found that the scene was a hell on earth. Dozens of well-equipped professional bandits rushed out of the cold storage, and no difference was the design of all the living people on the scene who appeared in sight. One of the bandits seemed to be scratched by the protrusions on the side because they were anxious. A white plastic bag was scratched in the backpack. The white powder floated in the air.

"Drug dealer!" An An exclaimed, subconsciously touched the gun. After coming to Zhang Shidong, the only thing she felt was that there had been a change and was in a good direction was that she would keep the gun away from her body.

"Don't worry, your gun won't work." Duanmu Yue grabbed An An's arm.

"What!" An An said anxiously. The gunshots were getting more and more intense. As a soldier and had participated in actual combat, she could not allow herself to remain indifferent.

"What are you yelling, you're so stupid. I really don't know why the leader is still keeping you. Do you know what you have done these days? Look here, you still can't tell me that you can get out as soon as possible. It's the most disgusting to work with the waste." Duanmu Yue yelled An An, got up and gave her his position, walked to the big container truck, and said to the four people who were sitting on the ground drinking, "Are there any weapons and equipment used inside?"

One of them looked at her and pulled out the box sitting behind her and threw it at her: "The latest anaesthetic plasma simulation bullet will appear in the concentrated position. Hitting the arm will cause a certain area of ​​anesthesia. Only the dose of concentrated anesthesia will make people unconscious. Be careful, it will be troublesome to be hit by the head, and you have to go to the hospital to lie down for a few days."

Duanmu Yue opened the box on the spot, which contained the Jiuwu and the equipped magazine bullets and the Type 92 pistol equipped with magazine bullets, two sets. Obviously, he knew that Zhang Shidong would bring two people, and these two people would use them.

Duanmu Yue, who seemed delicate, picked up the gun and completely changed into a different person. On the stage of Northton's multi-army collaboration, she and Lin Yixue created a miracle. After truly experiencing life and death, her technical and tactical level has improved rapidly. She quickly debugged the weapon and loaded the bullet and filled it with spare magazines. She threw the box to An An who had just got out of the car: "Hold it, really think that the leader around you is having a good meal. Go back and think about it carefully. What has he done these days? Do you have no association when you see this town?"

An An looked at Duanmu Yue in confusion, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind.

School, students, games.

"Those three days..."

"Nonsense, those who can be my teacher must be the best in the world. You can develop a variety of practical assessment projects by playing games casually. I wonder what your reaction would be to encounter this situation in the truck below? Is it the most real?"

"I'm going to be eliminated before it was formed?" An An felt a huge feeling of humiliation and self-blame that surged into his mind. Did he be too negligent? Or did the preconceived concept affect his judgment? How could he not find out that he hadn't noticed that he had done so many things except for sleeping and spending all day together? Or did he just send an instruction that was done by the people below?

"Under his command, there is no assessment, nor is there elimination. There is only training and discomfort. There will be training methods that you can't imagine at all. Survival of the fittest does not require elimination of you. When you find that you can't keep up with the training rhythm of the entire echelon, do you still have the face to stay?" Duanmu Yue touched the adjusted automatic rifle, sighed and put it back in the box, pinned the pistol on the inside of the back, and raised her head at An An: "If I were you, don't go, watch here."

The two leaders in the town exchanged a few greetings with Zhang Shidong and left, leaving the venue to the new army that could be arranged by a member of the provincial party committee standing committee in person.

Duanmu Yue left and entered the town. An An chose to stay. She sat in the co-pilot position and watched the fierce battle in the town. After careful observation, she found that the residents in the town were not ordinary people. If the soldiers and bandits on the scene were divided into three levels, it was obvious that the soldiers were at the bottom. The bandits had rich practical experience and had the innate advantage of active attack. They had no pressure on the environment and indiscriminate shooting in the town. Although the number of people was small, the weapons and equipment were well-equipped and completely occupied the upper hand. The most powerful people were the people on the scene. In addition to some actors responsible for disrupting the situation on the scene, some experts kept setting obstacles for the soldiers on the scene subtly, or suddenly being scared and screamed and running around to disturb the soldiers' shooting to give the bandits space to escape; or a group of people deliberately fled in a panic to block the soldiers' pursuit.

In panic, the soldiers would not think too much about it. A small piece of blood splattered after the bullet hits a person's body. It is thought that it was compressed into the shell. After the anesthetic bullet hits the human body, the attached blood splatters will splash to create a more realistic shot effect.

In the panicked fighting environment, I didn’t realize that this was all disguised. Not only the people were making trouble, but some police and armed police would appear from time to time on the scene. No cooperation with local armed forces was carried out again. Under the complex conditions of the gangsters and the response, the scene that once appeared in a police and gangster film made in Xiangjiang appeared in reality. The Central gun battle in "Storm" was copied in reality. The pictures of this town were even more fierce. The gangsters were not three or five people, but a team with refined cooperation. Various retreat paths with some flaws but were covered by fierce gun battles.

Logistical supplies for line transportation were endless. After the bullets were ejected, a large area was swept across. The soldiers chasing behind could only be forced to face the challenge. There was no way to think about whether this was fake. Watching comrades fall down one by one, from fear to anger, from sadness to fear, from helplessness to resistance, after experiencing the interweaving of multiple complex emotions, looking at comrades who continued to charge, looking at the fallen comrades, looking at the people who were huddled in the corner with their heads in their faces, and looking at the people who were lying on the ground, at this moment, they only had enemies in their eyes. Only by taking down all these murderous monsters can they deserve the military uniform.

Duanmuyue entered the town from the perspective of the people. When the battle was about to be stalemate, she successfully joined the bandit army. She and the leader of the bandit army, who had trained her women's special forces team, became a comrade in the trench, desperately fighting back against the soldiers in the town.

Everything was designed. There were more than 300 teams in this batch of military trucks, which was six times that of Fang Tianhua, Yin and others, and the strength of the bandits. With the cooperation of the police, the strength of the two sides was very different. The result was that the bandits won. Not only did they successfully leave the town, but they also left nearly 200 soldiers' bodies in the town. They only lost more than a dozen people and successfully broke through.

An An was stunned. She didn't know where to look. The angle of the telescope was not enough for her to see all the scenes. Zhang Shidong, who smoked a cigarette, knocked on the car window and signaled her to come with her.

In front of the giant container truck, four men who were drinking and playing poker saw Zhang Shidong coming, stood up and saluted them, and notified the back door of the container truck to open with their hand counter.

After the car with Qiankun inside opened, what was presented in front of An An was a precision instrument with multiple monitors and a group of busy people. The pictures switched from various perspectives completely presented everything that happened in the town to her eyes.

"Where did this force come from?"

Zhang Shidong sat in a folding combat chair, crossing his legs and asked casually.

"The xxx army and xx army subdivision were selected."
Chapter completed!