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Chapter 489 Monitor, how many can you play?

That night, since the soldiers of the "Hunter" team had just arrived at the brigade and were not familiar with many things, Han Zixiu did not arrange any training for everyone, but asked everyone to gather together, go to the lawn in front of the barracks, hold a team meeting under the light and then disband.

After the class meeting was over, the queue was still empty and others were still training outside but didn't come back. Several soldiers had to sit by the lawn in front of the queue and talk about the mountains.

After not long after chatting, Luo Ping'an came over.

"Why don't you go back early to take a break? You might as well just write a letter to your parents when you have time. This may be the last day you feel most comfortable here."

Zhuang Yan said: "I just wrote after taking a shower, but it wasn't time to turn off the lights, so I came out to brag."

Luo Ping'an thought for a while and looked up at the sky.

The weather is pretty good today, with the full moon hanging in the sky, cloudless and starry sky.

He also sat down and joined the chat with several people.

After chatting around the world for a while, Zhuang Yan suddenly asked Luo Ping'an: "Squad Leader, who are you experts?"

Luo Ping'an was stunned and said, "Why are you asking this?"

Zhuang Yan said: "When the group of people introduced themselves in the afternoon, everyone had a small title or something, which sounded quite intimidating."

"Oh!" Luo Ping'an understood what Zhuang Yan was referring to and said, "You said you are a reconnaissance expert, an enemy capture expert, and an excellent driver, right?"

"Yes, yes." Zhuang Yan said: "Squad leader, who are you? Can you tell me?"

Luo Ping'an said: "Why can't you say it? This kind of title is evaluated when the brigade conducts assessments every year. I am an expert in capturing enemies and an excellent sniper."

Zhuangyan is not very interested in snipers. After all, he is not good at shooting skills. He is not good at making up for whatever he lacks. The one he is most interested in is the title of "Empression Capture". So he asked: "Squad Leader, does the expert in capturing the enemy say that you are very good at fighting?"

Luo Ping'an was stunned by the solemn question again, and after a moment, he smiled and said, "That's right."

Zhuangyan said: "How many can you fight each one?"

Luo Ping'an couldn't help but say, "Zhuangyan, why are you asking so carefully? You will also learn subjects such as prisoner capture and fighting in the future. Wouldn't you be clear about it when you try it yourself?"

Zhuang Yan said unyieldingly: "I just want to know the specific quantitative indicators, such as how many experts in the special forces team can beat each enemy? Will it be like in the movie, with dozens of fights each?"

Luo Ping was happy and said, "Zhuangyan, you guy was afraid you were brainwashed by the movie, right? Special forces are also humans, not gods. If you beat dozens of people, you are superman, not humans."

Zhuang Yan was surprised and disappointed when she heard this, and said, "I thought the people in the special forces were very powerful! I had a comrade-in-arms before..."

Speaking of this, he remembered the personal experience that Lao Mihu told him.

"What's wrong with your comrade?" Luo Ping'an asked.

He was solemn and steady, and tried not to think about it, and said, "It's nothing. He joined the army because he was robbed by a hooligan at the train station when he was working outside. He was saved by a person wearing clothes like you..."

He pointed to the right pocket of his camouflage uniform and said, "The soldier with the word "special" saved him, and one person subdued several knives."

Luo Ping'an suddenly realized and said, "This kind of clothes is gone now. It was only available in the past soldiers. It was cancelled since the previous year. Only veterans have it. However, some new recruits in our brigade ran to the shop outside the camp and asked them to print it."

Speaking of this, his tone suddenly became serious: "I would like to remind you, you are not allowed to do this. The captain will scold you when he sees it. He is just intoxicated by himself when he is on a business trip. It is useless."

Zhuangyan was not very interested in whether to print the word "special", so she returned to the original topic and said, "Squad leader, then tell me that since the veterans and several sword-holding criminals could be subdued, if I practice harder, could I also beat one... how many beats?"

Luo Ping'an said: "It's okay to hit a few people, but you should be careful when holding a knife. Don't think that you have practiced it is awesome. No matter how high your skills are, you are afraid of kitchen knives. It's not that the case of killing the master is not unstoppable. However, if you practice hard, it's okay to hit a little gangster alone if you don't hold weapons."

Suddenly he asked again: "Zhuangyan, are you here in the special brigade just to learn this?"

Zhuangyan still didn't want to mention Lao Miku, so she simply followed the flow and said, "Yes, learn this and go back and defend yourself in the future."

Luo Ping'an said: "There are too many things you can learn in the special brigade, especially the 'hunter' squad. Capture and fighting is just one of them. What we learn is actually not suitable for dealing with local people."

Solemnly asked: "Why?"

Luo Ping'an frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Because the fighting technique we learned to capture the enemy and capture the prisoner are all the more enemies. If you use it, it is easy to get into trouble. Two years ago, the local public security system and some martial arts sects and martial arts schools held an exchange meeting to invite us. When they went to the ring to communicate, they stopped applause when they stopped applause when we went up..."

"Why?" Zhuang Yan widened his eyes and asked, "Did you lose?"

"Lost?" Luo Ping'an said: "It's not lost, but we just go up and teach the battle to end in less than five seconds, so we can't play with them."

Zhuang Yan was surprised and happy. Luo Ping'an was quite steady and usually didn't brag. Zhuang Yan still believed his words.

"So awesome?!"

"Awesome?" A meaningful smile appeared on Luo Ping'an's face and said, "The awesome people are often covered with blood and sweat, solemn. You are an infantryman, and it is really not as good as Su Huikai's foundation. You have to learn a lot of things from the most basic things and have what you can afford."

Zhuang Yan was not happy anymore. He was more competitive. Of course, he didn't like others saying that he was not good, so he said, "Squad leader, I have practiced it, I have learned the hard work."

Luo Ping'an said: "Don't brag, infantry still practice this? I've read your file. You are a city soldier. Don't tell me that you learned it when you are at home."

Zhuang Yan said: "No, but I really learned it. I learned it from a comrade-in-arms in the teaching team. He is from a martial arts family and I have always practiced it."

After saying that, he reached out and handed it to Luo Ping'an.

"If you don't believe me, please see."

Then Luo Ping'an looked at the lights from the barracks.

The solemn hands were called in full, and the paint was a thick layer on the joints of the fist.

Luo Ping'an stretched out his hand.

The two people put their hands together and they looked almost the same.

"It seems you are not bragging." Luo Ping'an poked the calluses on the solemn knuckles with his fingers and said, "These calluses do need to be practiced."

"Did you believe it?" Zhuang Yan said: "Squad leader, I am passionate about our special forces brigade. How could I lie? To be honest, I gave up the second-class merit in order to come here."

Luo Ping'an knew that Zhuang Yan had won the first place in the army's shooting. In theory, he could indeed apply for the second-class merit.

It seems that Zhuang Yan's sacrifice is still very great. This kid has some indescribable characteristics, and Luo Ping'an cannot tell what it is, but he knows very well that Han Zibao admires the single thing on Zhuang Yan.

"Okay, work hard here, and you will have a chance in the future, right?"

Xu Xingguo, who had been sitting next to him, suddenly spoke up after hearing this.

"Squad leader, it is easy to make contributions to our special brigade? Is it easy to lift it up?"

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