At 3:50, solemnly walked out of the liner with her backpack.

Lao Tzu on the duty post saw him and smiled.

“Where to go?”

Zhuangyan also smiled and said, "On the business."

"It's very punctual, good." Old Baimao and several instructors came down from the upper floor, and almost everyone was dressed and dressed in the same way.

Seeing that the old white-haired and the instructors were there, the duty whistle immediately stopped saying a word.

The other six instructors looked at the pandas in the zoo, looking at the solemn and handsome.

This made Zhuangyan feel a little uncomfortable.

But I don't know what to say.

Everyone is in the cold wind.

Ten minutes is so long again.

Two sharp headlights appeared far from the playground, and they kept opening along the cement road. Soon they stopped on the road in front of the barracks.

“Get on the bus.”

The word "Old White Maiden" is simply a command.

Without any extra words, everyone took their backpacks and jumped into the car and sat down in the dark.

The car didn't even go out of the fire, so it turned around and drove out of the camp gate.

There are few people on the suburban roads at 4 a.m.

Occasionally, I drove a train to the car, and the lights came through the gaps in the tarp in the car, passing through everyone's faces, with a solemn and tense atmosphere.

Zhuang Yan felt like he was back when he was in the army on the first day of joining the army. He sat on a truck with a disguised net and advanced towards an unknown destination in the dark.

“No. 23.”

Someone shouted solemn numbers in the dark.

The slightly hoarse voice is the unique symbol of Instructor No. 3.

“Are you very nervous?”

"Don't be nervous." Zhuang Yan quickly denied.

He felt that he could not lose face in front of the veteran.

After all, he is a first-class sniper in the "Red Arrow" brigade, how can people be looked down upon?

"Nobody, anyone will be nervous for the first time." Instructor No. 3 did not believe in solemn nonsense.

Zhuang Yan said: "I'm not nervous, I'm just a little excited."

"Don't be too excited." Instructor No. 3 said: "That will make you make mistakes. It's best to be calm. Just like a worker wakes up in the morning and goes to work, everything is no different from yesterday. What you do is just a job you have to do. Maybe it's just a screw in the proper position of the machine. It's that simple. It's nothing great, and nothing special. Don't treat yourself as a hero. You are a soldier, just do what a soldier should do, don't think too much."

This is the first time Zhuangyan has heard this statement.

I have really thought about a lot of things before, especially when I was lying in bed just now, such as making achievements, defending my country, and unsung heroes.

Anyway, I was thinking about it with a sluggish head, and I was so excited that I couldn't sleep.

After the instructor No. 3 said this, Zhuang Yan suddenly realized a problem-the people in front of him never mentioned what they had done or made any contributions. Just like the instructor No. 3, what he said was just as simple as a worker twisting a screw.

There is nothing to boast about, and nothing to show off. Since this is the case, there is no need to be excited and do what you should do.

"Have you killed someone?" Instructor No. 3 asked again.

Zhuang Yan suddenly laughed: "Instructor, you have a very unnecessary problem. Where can I go to kill someone?"

Instructor No. 3 said: "It's not surprising that many wjs have been killed, and jcs have been killed," said the author.

Zhuang Yan was stunned, this really makes sense.

"No."

His child can shake his head.

Instructor No. 3 said: "The first time, there will always be a little hesitation, but remember, don't hesitate. Take action when it's time to take action. Those are those who deserve it. If you are ruthless, either you die or our compatriots suffer. So, would you rather your compatriots suffer?

"No." Zhuangyan shook her head.

"That's right." Instructor No. 3 said calmly: "Didn't you ask me last time? Do we instructors laugh?"

Zhuang Yan remembered that she did mention this issue.

So he asked, "Are you going to answer me?"

Instructor No. 3 said: "Well, I tell you, I will laugh. Killing a bad guy may save hundreds of good guys. I will be happy, so I will laugh."

"Look, I haven't seen you laugh yet." Zhuang Yan said.

Instructor No. 3 said: "If the mission goes well, I can dance for you when I come back to celebrate, don't say it's a laugh."

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, then shouted: "A gentleman's word."

Instructor No. 3 said: "Hand a quick horse and whip."

He paused and said, "Boy, remember, come back alive."

...

The car drove into a military airport and entered a large warehouse in a corner.

There seemed to be someone waiting in the warehouse. When the car came in, the doors of two soldiers with live ammunition were closed.

"Here, get off."

Old Baimao is always so simple and straightforward to speak.

Zhuangyan picked up the backpack and was about to get off the car, but was stopped by the instructor No. 3 behind.

"Don't take the backpack. You can't use the things inside. Put them here. When you come back, you can get in the car and go back to the camp."

Zhuangyan had no choice but to throw her backpack into the car and jumped out of the car.

When the foot fell to the ground and stepped on it, he was shocked when he looked up.

The warehouse is brightly lit, and the sight is full of various military supplies, with a wide variety of them.

Various green PVC equipment boxes built up, camouflage supplies, weapons and equipment, even ammunition and some weapons that you have never seen before on the wall.

"Is it an eye-opener?"

Instructor No. 3 jumped out of the car and patted his solemn shoulder.

"They are all special custom products, and you can't use a lot of them, so you should use your own gun again."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the depths of the warehouse.

At the end of the warehouse, there is a long long table made of several square wooden tables, covered with a layer of green military canvas.

On the wall facing the long wooden table is a projection screen, and a projector is placed in front of it.

On the right side of the warehouse, there are a row of tables with multiple computers and microcomputers on it, and some things that look like radio stations and communication equipment.

In front of each computer, there is an operator sitting.

At first glance, my mother! Almost all of them are officers!

After a closer look, there was only a non-commissioned officer sitting in front of the computer and other equipment, but he was still a Level 4!

The fourth-level sergeant turned around and saw that there was a top-class soldier here, and he was stunned.

Zhuang Yan quickly stood attentively and saluted, shouting: "Hello, veteran."

According to the regulations, the other party does not need to return gifts when working.

The fourth-level non-commissioned officer was wearing headphones and probably couldn't hear anything solemnly said, but he could only come out of his mouth and movements.

He smiled at Zhuang Yan and said hello. The man turned around and continued to work.

“No. 23.”

Instructor No. 3 was already sitting in a chair next to the long table, waving to him.

"Come here, sit down and prepare for the mission briefing."

Zhuangyan hurried over and sat down next to Instructor No. 3.

The three of them stood in the corner, as if they were discussing something in a low voice.

"Drink water! Drink water!"

Instructor No. 2, holding a pile of mineral water in his arms, walked to the table and threw a bottle of it.
Chapter completed!