"Actually, we have all known for a long time that this day will come sooner or later." The voice was a little heavy.
The Chinese Asian Front Army, headquarters of the fifth division of the Refusers.
More than a dozen commanders sitting in the conference room finally had time to wipe the sweat from their foreheads after receiving continuous arrival notifications from Golden Banqi and the 1777 team.
They were almost falling apart before.
For a long time, the only garrison locations where the legion's squads have been witnessed are mostly some distance away from the central city... Fortunately, this time the early warning was timely, and luckily there was a golden eraser. The squads equipped with helicopters were not far away, and at the same time, they caught up with the passing 1777 The team can help guard, otherwise...
"If there are no breakthroughs in the technical means of our Refusers in the next period of time, then the adjustment of the defense strategy of the only witnessing legion will be almost foreseeable and inevitable."
Someone also said that if there is a miss like this, there will be two. This is what everyone is worried about.
"Yes, but no matter what, everyone should relax now and drink some water...and then wait for the results. Since there is a golden eraser, there should be no problem this time." The leader tried his best to put away his heavy expression and reassured. , got up and poured water himself.
The lid of the thermos bottle was opened and the sound of water sounded, but the mood and atmosphere of the scene did not improve in any optimistic way.
The huge defense pressure has been going on for more than a year. The four lines of defense that the Refusers have always been proud of finally failed. A shuttle-shaped aircraft landed in Wan City, a city with a population of more than 800,000 in China. landing.
Time, Thursday, February 7, 1991.
Just as other countries around the world deal with similar situations, they made a last-ditch effort to make this "disobedient" shuttle aircraft finally land on a scenic mountain in the city... instead of a residential area. .
Most cities in China have one or two such scenic mountains located in the main area of the city, and they are generally not large.
But fortunately, the Baiyun Mountain in Wan City is quite large, and because of its relatively backward economy, it has not been developed much. On weekdays, residents do not go too far when visiting.
And the time now is late at night.
"No, you are not a police officer, you are lying."
The moonlight was pale, and in front of Captain Lao Jianlao, who had already taken off his sword, a drunken man carrying a bottle of wine carried a bottle of wine, walked sideways for a few steps, looked up at him, and said, "You don't have a hat. "
After saying that, he smiled proudly because of his cleverness.
Lao Jian looked at him helplessly, "We are the special forces... I'll say it again, we are hunting fugitives, please leave the scene immediately."
"What, what is a special force?"
Lao Jian thought for a while, "Flying Tigers, the kind in the movie."
With ten years of military experience, Captain Lao actually had no such experience in guarding. This was the first time he encountered such a situation.
"Oh... no." The drunk man was still dissatisfied. He tilted his head and scratched his neck, pointing his finger and said, "Then you, why don't you have a gun?"
Lao Jian: "..."
"Bang!" Qin Guowen came from behind, raised his hand and knocked the drunk man unconscious, then picked him up, walked to the side, and threw him with the one who had been knocked unconscious first.
"I'll send you down the mountain later... If you drink like this, you'll most likely have fragments when you wake up tomorrow. Even if you don't, you won't be able to find us."
Qin Guowen clapped his hands and stood up, his eyes a little anxious, and said: "The key now is inside, Team Labor. In this kind of emergency, the battle merit rating is very high."
After saying that, he turned around and gestured... inside.
Inside, the 8-man team with golden erasers should have encountered a big enemy.
"I know." Lao Jian frowned, looking anxious as well. He raised his hand and turned on the intercom at the same time, "Team 1777 is calling, 1777 is calling, your side..."
"It's just an ordinary big tip. We don't need assistance here for the time being. Please help to guard the perimeter to prevent unnecessary sightings."
"I know, but we have nearly twenty people here. We can send..."
"No, don't worry, we can handle it...it's done...dududu."
The call ended. Lao Jian put down the dimmed intercom and looked at the team members around him helplessly and awkwardly.
This is the golden eraser. They are qualified to say such things, but others have no way to refute it.
"Actually, in this situation, we can add another team." Qin Guowen was a little depressed, but he had no choice but to say, "Team Shao and the others are not here. Zhao Feng is leading the 8 teams now. If we have to fight two, the tactics must be divided." Three of them will contain one first, and when there are five left, kill the other first..."
"Then why don't they let us go? Are they taking credit?" Qi Rourou stepped forward and asked.
"Of course it's to grab the credit. Otherwise, how do you think Ban Cha and those teams at the front of the army get such high combat achievements every year?!"
Qin Guowen himself was born with a golden eraser, and he had no scruples in speaking. In fact, as long as it was not a robbery and he could shoulder the responsibility, the legion would always acquiesce, and even faintly encourage it.
On the one hand, this is indeed helpful in solving many emergencies.
On the other hand, the existence of this incentive and reward system can actually tilt resources to a certain extent under the principle of great blue fairness... which is conducive to cultivating experts and expert teams without being criticized or causing dissatisfaction.
"Then why don't we grab it?!" Another young team member asked on the spot, looking back at the mountain with a very eager look.
Qin Guowen glanced around, "How to rob?! There are 18 of us, how many of us are going to share one with them? If there are too few, we can't do it. If there are too many, there are not enough people to guard the foot of this large mountain."
With the strength of the 1777 team present, in order to ensure that a big tip can be captured safely and quickly, at least 15 must be removed, and they must include the main players such as Lao Dui and Qin Guowen. This is the reality.
So when Lao Jian said he wanted to help, he didn't want to share one. Instead, he and Qin Guowen brought a few veterans over to help, so that when the battle performance was evaluated, 1777 might be able to share a little more.
"So, unless one day we have five or six people to take down one big tip, and about 10 people to stop two, otherwise things like covering aid and grabbing credit will always be on the sidelines."
On the spot, Qin Guowen said another sentence. After he finished speaking, he was just analyzing, and did not say anything about regretting leaving Jinjin.
No one said a word.
Some people would like to say Han Qingyu and Shen Yixiu, but the record of the Nepal Canyon has only been heard about, and after calculation, there are only two people, which seems not enough, right? It is said that even Qin Guowen only has the strength of a golden board to wipe the tail of a crane.
The young soldiers tilted their heads, looked at Captain Lao's expression, decisively put away their curiosity, and shut up and stopped asking.
From the time the intercom was turned off until now, Lao Jian, as the captain, never said a word. He just stood there holding the intercom, his arms hanging down naturally, and his head drooping slightly.
The scattered vigilance on the periphery continued, but except for the two drunkards, there was no special situation encountered at any point.
Just stand there.
Standing like a slave.
Maybe I’ll shake hands with the golden man later? Want to be thanked...
"Beep, beep." Suddenly, the signal on the intercom in Lao Jian's hand rang.
Lao Jian quickly picked it up and quickly connected, "Hello, hello... do you need help?"
Thinking it was a call application with a golden eraser, Lao Jian was a little excited. He really hoped that the team would have such an extraordinary start. He hoped that the history of the 1777 team would start from solving a historic crisis... even if it was just participating in a battle.
Doesn’t the golden eraser always say that he participated in the battle that killed Red Shoulder in history? It has been said for more than ten years, but no one has ever investigated whether they were the main force at that time.
"What, do you need help?" A somewhat confused voice came from the intercom.
very familiar.
Lao Jian was stunned for a moment. Weilan's portable communication device was only useful within a certain range. So, that guy, has he reached the nearby area? !
"Is the fight over there finished? Team Labor, after we heard the regional report, we rushed over from the airport as soon as possible... Hello? Team Labor?!"
