"Are you sure" Li Changjiang didn't know what Ding Xiaojun's bastard was muttering in Xiong Qingzhou's ears, but the eyes of this Xiong Captain looked at him and what kind of people looked at him, this special mother was a hungry wolf at all.
Wolves have wolf nature and are greedy animals.
Li Changjiang is undoubtedly a fierce tiger, and when he is quiet, he stretches out his claws in the sun, but when he was glared at by Xiong Qingzhou, the blood in his bones was immediately stimulated.
Isn't it just shooting?
Who was Lao Tzu afraid of.
"Good courage, a good seedling, Lao Ding, no matter where you got this stunned second boy, you have to leave someone for me today, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it and can't play with him.
Let's go, I'll accompany you to move your muscles and bones today, I want to see how many taels of water are in the stomach of the person who is praised by your old Ding for his good marksmanship. ” From Li Changjiang's age, it is true that he can't see his depth, less than 20 years old, even if he deliberately makes himself more mature, but Li Changjiang is still a little childish, and it is difficult to refine the vicissitudes of time without experiencing time.
Marksmanship, it's very strange, there is no first martial arts since ancient times, but both are undoubtedly a more interesting thing, and they are also the easiest to make people fight.
Ding Xiaojun, the bastard, did not expose Li Changjiang's identity in Xiong Qingzhou's ears, but he obviously broke a lot of dry goods.
He is a hairy boy who wants to come to the special operations team to play on the field, and as the captain of the team, he will naturally not sit still.
But Xiong Qingzhou does have a good impression of Li Changjiang, if this kid becomes a soldier, he will definitely be a good material, with blood and pride.
But pride and self-confidence in the army are worthless, at least until you go to war as a member of the special forces, which will only make you miserable, subject to more brutal training, and set more insurmountable goals.
How did Xiong Qingzhou know that Li Changjiang looked young, but in his bones he was an out-and-out tiger, and the blood that the people he had killed was not at all comparable to the men he had cultivated in the greenhouses of peacetime.
At least not inferior, or even excessive.
So when he walked into the shooting range with a wave of his hand, Li Changjiang couldn't help but show a timid look on his face, and even faintly longed.
Shoot a gun He was never afraid.
With Xiong Qingzhou, the guy who fanned the flames, the entire shooting range suddenly became like a bombing camp.
"The Bears" "Here Comes the Bears" "Report to the Bears, we're doing sniper drill."
"Hello Bears" "Team Bears, are you here to play with everyone?"
Hahaha.
Different from the serious and solemn scenes in other troops that Li Changjiang has seen, all the way in from the outside, the painting style in this barracks made some of the things that had been precipitated in his blood for a long time be stirred up in an instant, and then fermented, sublimated, and then rolled and worshipped.
The barracks are undoubtedly a melting pot, and the most touching thing in a barracks is definitely not just the cold weapons and murderous blades that are juxtaposed on the weapon racks, but the confidence and indomitable momentum that flow in the bones.
The outside world's understanding of Chinese soldiers is often limited to clips on TV programs and film and television screens.
Old military uniforms.
Soldiers carrying sandbags and wearing life jackets.
Sleep in the streets and alleys.
Unlike the picture of American GIs in full armor and causing war, the soldiers of the Chinese people are more like a group of firefighters or rescue teams, and only people like Li Changjiang who have experienced the war will carefully observe an army with glorious traditions and heroic titles from these details.
There is no doubt that these men are more fearsome, more resilient, and more able to hold out to the end in a war than the American GIs.
Bang bang boom Bang bang bang The sound of pulling the trigger has been ringing in his ears since he walked into this training ground, and Li Changjiang's face, which was originally unconcerned, suddenly slowly tensed.
Nerve contraction.
The whole person immediately transforms into a cheetah that is always ready to attack quickly at any time, rather than a sleeping lion.
Xiong Qingzhou and Ding Xiaojun were naturally the first to notice this change, and the two glanced at each other casually, each with some surprise in their eyes.
It's not simple This kid is not simple Collections However, as a special operations brigade of the Southern Military Region, Xiong Qingzhou and the group of soldiers under him are not muddy, and the truly bloody soldiers will never flinch in the face of provocation, but will only be bloody.
Order.
Immediately, the entire training ground became solemn, and as soon as orders and slogans sounded, Li Changjiang suddenly changed his color.
The hasty and neat footsteps and the extremely fast speed of action immediately showed the good discipline and extremely fast assembly speed of this force, and it took less than a minute for hundreds of people to assemble from the time Xiong Qingzhou gave the order to the time they assembled.
Step.
The queue is distinct.
More than 100 people stood in front of Xiong Qingzhou in a dozen columns, and Li Changjiang quickly noticed that from the solemn and nervous expressions on the faces of these guys, it was impossible to tell that they were the people who laughed and scolded before.
It's horrible If the regularized special military training he had seen in the Russian Vympel special forces training base had given Li Changjiang his first glimpse of the gap between the regular army and their unorganized and undisciplined international mercenaries, then the scene in front of him was enough to move him.
This is not as simple as an army at all, but an army of a hundred battles, an army made of steel.
"Risaki" Smack The neat and consistent pace and movements looked somewhat pleasing to the eye, but the strong fighting spirit emanating from these people made Li Changjiang secretly wipe a cold sweat.
It was only at this moment that he understood how lucky it was to be able to rely on the terrain and timing several times on the battlefield of Ribia and the Egyptian class, and to be able to rely on the terrain and timing.
Although Li Changjiang had not personally experienced the standardized combat training of the Americans, it was definitely not as simple as he thought that he could claim to be a powerful army that could compete with the Chinese Army in a war.
Even with the backing of powerful scientific and technological forces, the Americans will only be stronger than they imagined.
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"Take a break" "Okay, you don't have to be too nervous, today our Deputy Captain Ding has found a master for our special operations team, want to see how our strength is, you don't have to be polite, you have to show your sword when it's time to show your sword, what is our housekeeping ability, you will show him two songs, if you lose, Lao Tzu will pick your skin."
Zhang Dabiao" "To" Xiong Qingzhou suddenly snorted violently, and a man who looked very strong immediately walked out of the queue, with a dark complexion, but his eyes were very sharp, and he looked a little like a knife when he looked over.
Li Changjiang couldn't help but secretly complain.
The special captain Xiong is really holding a grudge, but Ding Xiaojun, a bastard, is even more shameful, and he sold him in a blink of an eye.
These guys aren't the idiots of Ribia, and if these 100-10 people want to look good, it's like fun.
Xiong Qingzhou, where is this guy here to test the results of training, this is really to give him a dismount.
Really.
As soon as the one hundred and ten people standing in front of several people heard Captain Xiong's words, they immediately looked at Li Changjiang and Ding Xiaojun one by one.
The look.
That's called a grumbling No, it's a killing.
Since ancient times, there is no first martial arts and no second, but where will these bald soldiers tell you any reason.
However, although Li Changjiang was a little worried in his heart, his face was still light-hearted, it doesn't matter if we beat the drum in our hearts, but if we lose or not lose, we can't be timid before we compare.
It's just that Li Changjiang doesn't know.
His expression fell into the eyes of Xiong Qingzhou and Ding Xiaojun, which was very different.
This kid.
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