In the slightly narrow corridor, the leading soldier wore a steel helmet wrapped in a camouflage mask and looked at the road ahead of him through the crosshair on his weapon with a stern expression.
When he encountered a corner, he slowed down, and the hand that was originally holding the handguard on the barrel in front of him suddenly loosened his grip, clenched his fist and raised it toward the back.
The soldiers following him immediately stopped, holding the Thompson submachine gun in their hands steadily, waiting for the next order.
The leader who raised his fist spread out his raised fist, turned his fist into a palm, and waved twice slightly outward.
The two soldiers in the middle of the team immediately understood. One stepped sideways against the wall on the other side, and slowly moved forward two steps with weapons in hand.
Compared to the team leaning against the wall, the two of them had a better view and did not see any threats on the other side of the corner.
However, they still looked down cautiously and saw some unnatural dust on the ground.
So they pressed down with their hands to indicate the ground, and then extended their index and middle fingers together and moved them sideways three times to indicate the mines.
The leader of the team commander nodded slightly, and then slowly began to kneel down. He was wearing a bulletproof tactical vest stuffed with steel plates, with smoke grenades and grenades hanging on it, and four magazines on one side for a total of eight magazines.
This may be the best personal equipment in the world. He also has an S3 pistol (M1911), a military kettle and a first-generation gas mask that is not very easy to use on his waist.
Even the dagger used for fighting was moved to his shoulder so that he could retrieve it more quickly.
Everyone in this team wears a black cloth mask, which is no different from modern special forces. However, their helmets are still slightly outdated M35 military helmets, so they look a bit fantasy.
All of them were wearing goggles, which somewhat limited their field of vision, but also made them look more sci-fi, like biochemical soldiers in some anime.
The team commander knelt down on one knee and took a special device from his teammate from behind.
This is a small mirror mounted on a telescopic pole. The captain stretched the mirror out and used the reflection principle of light against the ground to observe what dangerous targets were on the other side of the corner.
Soon, he saw the ambush. At the end of the corner, at a door, there was a threatening target spying on the place.
He retracted his sight glass, handed it back to his teammates behind him, and then made a gesture to pay attention to the mines under his feet and prepare for an assault.
All the team members nodded in unison, and then the two decoy soldiers quickly rushed around the corner.
After the two of them attracted the attention of the ambush soldier, the captain here immediately pulled out his Thompson submachine gun and pulled the trigger at the enemy who had just stretched out more than half of his body and was ready to fire.
"Thud, tug, tug!" There was a series of intensive gunshots, and the target hit by the bullet sprayed red powder all over his body and fell to the ground in disgrace.
"Boom, boom, boom!" As a result, before the assault troops who had killed the ambush soldiers were happy, another ambush soldier poked out from another door on the other side, and started shooting at the unsuspecting soldiers.
This figure emerged very fast, like lightning. In just an instant, the submachine gun in this man's hand spurted out tongues of flame.
"Bah! Baht!" This time, blue smoke filled the corridor, and at least five of the team members who were shot were shot. They waved with their hands, hoping to disperse the choking and annoying smoke in front of them.
"Bah... hell!" The captain was the most unlucky. He was shot almost five times and his clothes were covered with blue powder.
This outfit is very valuable, and you will definitely be punished to clean yourself up when you go back... Thinking of this, the "sacrificed" captain looked like he had no love in life.
But before the soldiers behind him who were not shot and killed had time to laugh at their captain, they saw a grenade rolling under their feet.
The captain who had cursed just now, and everyone around him, felt deep despair in their hearts at this second - this opponent's attack was too cruel...
Then, the blue smoke spread again, and the instructor who was scoring the score raised the iron horn in his hand angrily: "The exercise is over!"
Not surprisingly, these new guys failed again. This kind of tough battle in a building is not something that first-year students can handle.
They will definitely be dealt with by the veterans, but the way this year's students were dealt with seems a bit miserable.
Under normal circumstances, although veterans will dig some holes for newcomers to let them know how powerful they are, most of the time they will not use grenades. After all, the colored grenades used in such exercises are not cheap.
The fallen commander, covered with blue powder, took off his glasses, then pulled off the black cloth covering his face, and finally took off his helmet, revealing his fluffy hair.
Only then did I realize that the captain was actually a beautiful girl with two furry ears.
"Oh... are recruit drills so strict?" She complained while looking at the "enemy" who shot her to death.
This enemy didn't even wear a helmet, he just pulled off the goggles on his face, revealing his beautiful face.
Her hair was tied back, and even so it seemed to have fallen to her waist. She was not wearing a bulletproof vest, so her proud figure was clearly exposed.
At this moment, the young girl held up a Thompson submachine gun and walked up to the loser Le'er: "You have to protect your husband in the future. You can't be so weak."
"I'm his woman, not his bodyguard." Le'er rubbed her ears dissatisfied. She felt that there must be blue powder on them, which would make it harder for her to take a shower.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "If you find it difficult to wash, don't get hit next time." The girl who just shot is You, who is called the queen by the boys in the school.
Lin, she guessed Leer's little thoughts at a glance.
She is now a teacher at the Datang Group Military Academy, where she teaches chemistry and physics. However, she also graduated with perfect scores in firearms, combat and other courses.
"I think you are targeting me! When other students are practicing, you never take action yourself!" Le'er curled her lips, looking dissatisfied.
You Lin did not refute, and handed the gun in his hand to the instructor who came over: "The others are others, they are not the husband's women, and you are..."
"I will definitely defeat you next time! Humph!" Le'er said arrogantly.
"I'll talk about it after you win." You Lin's expression was as if he was looking at his own daughter with disdain, but she was only 17 years old this year.
Well, one is the powerful devil in the school, and the other is the dull little bride of the principal's family. The students around them all seem to be looking forward to becoming transparent and striving not to be involved in this nuclear war.
"Go take a shower! I'll treat you to braised beef and vegetarian meatballs for lunch." You Lin is used to being aloof, as if she were a real queen.
"Don't think that I will be grateful to you. Sooner or later, I will beat you red! You will have to wash your whole body!" Le'er also handed the weapon to the instructor beside him and said a harsh word with almost no lethality.
He left without looking back.
"What are you looking at? Do you idiots still need to take a shower?" You Lin asked with a sneer after glancing at the new students who were trying their best to blend in with the surrounding environment.
In an instant, everyone knew that the cat lady that Youlin didn't dare to deal with was gone...
"After a five-minute break, both sides of the exercise will change their guns! Check the ammunition! The second exercise begins!" You Lin looked at a new student with the least blue on his body: "You are in charge of the command, go and formulate an attack plan!"
A group of newly arrived young people, as if they had been granted amnesty, immediately took their weapons and dispersed. The decoy who was shot and fell to the ground also hurriedly prepared a new ambush plan.
Now that Le'er is gone, You Lin will naturally not come to accompany them to practice again, so this time he is needed to draw up a defense plan.
Everyone knows that Sister Youlin's temper has not been very good in the past two days, and no one dares to provoke someone in this state... Her Majesty the Queen.
After all, everyone knows that Tang Mo left Bunas, but Youlin wanted to stay in Bunas due to work, so the two of them were... separated (incorrectly)?
Therefore, Her Majesty the Queen was holding her breath. Naturally, everyone did not dare to provoke this female tyrannosaurus that entered estrus early (big mistake)...
Tang Mo, who was already in Long Island, sneezed three times in his bathtub. He rubbed his nose. Did he just take a sauna and give himself a cold?
He grabbed the wine glass placed on the edge of the bathtub and shook the ice cubes in it, more or less regaining the feeling he had in his villa.
To be honest, this feeling was so good that he almost forgot that he had traveled to a different world.
It seems that within a few years, he will be able to turn this place into something like the Earth, and in the process, he will reach a peak that he has never reached on Earth.
"Sneeze!" Who scolded me? Tang Mo sneezed again and thought to himself.
In Bunas's bathroom, Leer rubbed the blue powder on his ears and cursed: "Stinky guy! What Dragon Island did you say you were going to?"
"Sneeze!" Tang Mo sneezed again. He had begun to really doubt whether he had a cold.
In the conference room of Wolf City, Alice, who was sitting at the conference table and listening to her subordinates introducing the construction plan of Wolf City's commercial street, cursed dissatisfied in her heart: "Damn guy, just leave as soon as you say..."
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Long Ling broke his promise and promised everyone to make up for it, but it turned out that he didn't make up for it in April... I'm sorry. But Long Ling remembered that the debt for the fourth update would not be bad, so he would definitely make up for it!
