Chapter 644 Jiang Liang: Grave Crying, We Are Professionals
Southwest Command.
A military vehicle was parked downstairs.
Wang Chen and a senior colonel officer got out of the car and knocked on the office door.
"Come in."
The two of them pushed the door open and saluted Xu Qianshan: "Report to the leader, Shura Special Warfare Squadron, squadron leader Jing Jian is reporting to you!"
"Reporting to the leader, Shura Special Warfare Squadron, deputy captain Wang Chen reports to you!"
Xu Qianshan nodded and asked them to sit down.
I asked the secretary to make a cup of tea alone.
He asked seriously: "Are you ready?"
The two stood up immediately: "Always be ready!"
Xu Qianshan smiled slightly and waved his hand for him to sit down: "Let me introduce the situation in the war zone. We are mainly composed of mountain divisions and infantry divisions. There are very few mechanized troops. The situation is also the same for most of the regiments. So for this competition, I want to break the past tradition.
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The "Kings" always compare themselves to each other, and there is no pressure on someone with half a catty and eight ounces. At most, it is just a quarrel."
"Competing with opponents of the same level, they will never know how powerful the enemy is. Therefore, I invite you Shura here this time to let you act as an imaginary enemy and teach them a lesson!"
Jing Jian and Wang Chen looked at each other and said with a smile: "Thank you to the leaders for giving us the opportunity. Teaching them a lesson is also giving us the opportunity to train ourselves."
Xu Qianshan smiled and nodded.
This is indeed the case.
The Shura Special Battle Squadron is the ace special battle in the Central Plains Theater.
They are also front-line special forces, and their strength is several steps higher than that of the Black Tigers.
Let them hone each group, which in itself is an improvement for themselves.
At the same time, allowing a regiment to compete with the infantry in peak combat strength can also make grassroots troops realize how big the gap in strength is.
He said seriously: "The purpose of this competition is not to select the best troops, but to give them a blow in the head and let them know how weak they are now, so that they can make progress."
"So, when you attack, don't be merciful, the more ruthless you are, the better!"
Wang Chen smiled: "If we don't spare any mercy and wipe out all of them, how will we rank first and second?"
Xu Qianshan smiled slightly: "I have already thought about this, as long as you slightly reduce the number of people participating in the war."
"In the end, whichever regiment has the fewest killed will be ranked higher. If the remaining number is the same, the final decision will be based on how long it lasts."
"The longer it survives and the more people remain, the winner is."
He solemnly said: "This is a very arduous task. Whether we can make them realize the gap and strive for progress depends entirely on you!"
The two stood up and saluted: "Promise to complete the mission!"
After briefly chatting about some details, they left the office.
Xu Qianshan sat on the chair and sighed in his heart: "The road to strengthening the army is long and arduous! This time, I want to see which regiment can stand out and persist to the end!"
If any regiment can withstand the attack of Shura Squadron, it shows that it is strong enough.
When the time comes, they will definitely receive key training.
The mainstay of the future development of the theater.
Coming down from upstairs, Jing Jian looked at Wang Chen and said, "Wang Chen, this time is not only training others, it is also a test for us. We can't relax."
Wang Chen smiled and nodded: "Of course, no matter how strong or weak the enemy is, we will treat them equally and never take them lightly. Killing them all and creating a psychological shadow is the greatest respect for them."
Jing Jian laughed: "You are right, so I am planning to split up this time. You will lead a group of people, and I will lead a group of people."
Wang Chen also had a confident smile on his face: "Okay, this time, we will kill them without leaving any trace behind!"
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The next morning.
Lin Hui stood at the edge of the flower bed, looking forward to it.
Soon, trucks drove over in the distance.
Lin Hui was extremely excited and hurried forward to greet him.
The car door opened, and as soon as Wang Yixue jumped out of the car, a figure rushed in front of her and held her hand.
Lin Hui smiled brilliantly: "Thank you, thank you, I have to look at you at the critical moment!"
Wang Yixue was slightly startled, and quickly pulled her hand back: "I told you last time, if you need help, just ask, there's no need to be so polite."
Lin Hui stared at the truck and said with a smile: "As expected, you are still the one who is the most generous. I didn't even say you were going to help, but you predicted it in advance and helped directly."
Wang Yixue's pretty face turned red: "I know that your regiment's weapons and equipment are poor, and they happened to have new ones, so I sent them to you."
Lin Hui's face suddenly fell: "What, the equipment they replaced?"
Wang Yixue snorted: "Why, you don't look down on me? All the equipment I replaced have been overpowered by you!"
Real or fake?
Lin Hui walked up suspiciously, lifted the tarp, and his eyes gleamed.
All of them were Type 95 assault rifles.
Now, they still use 81 bars.
Although the 95 bar is not as powerful as the 81 bar, it is small in size, light in weight, easy to carry, and much more comprehensive.
Lin Hui went in to check and found that there were 80 and 120 fires inside!
These are all weapons for jungle warfare.
Especially the 120 fire is a magic weapon for attacking solid targets. It can basically kill a kid with one shot.
Even heavy armor and bunkers can be easily blown to pieces.
Open the wooden box next to it, and inside there are standard 92 pistols.
In addition, there are rifle grenades, anti-personnel mines, bouncing mines...
As well as pitons, ropes, and other professional outdoor tools.
Lin Hui jumped out of the car with a smile on his face like a flower.
It is simply more joyful than seeing a group of naked beauties or seeing mountains of gold and silver.
Wang Yixue put her hands on her hips and looked at him proudly: "How is it? Do you still dislike it now?"
Lin Hui shook his head like a rattle and said happily: "Auntie, you really help us in times of need. You really helped us a lot!"
Wang Yixue said modestly: "It's just a little effort. It's not a big deal. There's no need to be so exaggerated."
Lin Hui shook his head: "This is not a small favor, this is a real big favor. You are the living Bodhisattva, the boy who delivers wealth, the God of Wealth! When I come back, I will definitely enshrine you and let the whole group come to pay homage to you.
Glory!"
Wang Yixue was speechless: "Stop, stop, it's getting more and more outrageous!"
Lin Hui chuckled and quickly called for people to come over and move things.
A group of people heard that they were here to deliver weapons and equipment, and they were all happy.
"Thank you sister-in-law!"
"Sister-in-law is so beautiful!"
Wang Yixue's face turned red at the criticism, and she complained: "Your soldiers are just like you, they like to talk nonsense!"
Lin Hui put his face close to his and said with a smile: "Last time you said you would tell me the answer next time we meet. Isn't it time to tell me now?"
Wang Yixue blushed like an apple and turned her back shyly: "I'll tell you when you get the ranking in the competition."
"Tch!" Lin Hui immediately rolled his eyes: "Who cares?"
Wang Yixue also snorted: "Then I will tell you another important piece of information. Do you want to hear it?"