Chapter 9 What is it called?
"Damn it, are you going to rebel?" The lights at the Thunder Base were brightly lit in the late night, and ten fully armed special forces soldiers were at the command center. The captain Zhan Hu looked angry, and the political commissar Honghu still looked unfathomable, as if nothing was his business.
"Captain, if you are not sure today, I will really rebel you."
"Yes, this mission must be approved, otherwise you will never give up."
"Um."
The tent was very lively, and it seemed that a lieutenant captain led his team members to petition, full of gunpowder.
"It seems that you are itchy~" Zhan Hu said and was about to take action, but was beaten by the Red Fox with a fake cough.
"Political Commissar, please let us go~"
"Where are you going?"
"Save Leng Tsu, he has been missing in the x triangle for two days. You don't know that place..."
"Nonsense, when I was in the x-triangle, you kid was still a big-headed soldier." He glared at the lieutenant, and the red fox still had the tone of slowness. "Shanying, I know you are anxious, but the captain and I are ten thousand times more anxious than you. The matter of Lengshu has been reported to our superiors. If there is any news, I will definitely notify everyone as soon as possible."
The person who came to ask for the battle was the Shanying Squad where Leng Shi was. The lieutenant who led the lead was the Shanying Squadron. The sudden loss of Leng Shi caused great shock in the team. It would be difficult to calm everyone's excitement without saying anything.
“But~”
"Don't, Lengshu is one of the few outstanding members of the Thunder Commando in recent years. He has received all-round special combat training, is particularly good at jungle warfare, and is proficient in local language in the x-triangle area. We must believe that he can protect his own safety no matter what trouble he encounters."
"Yes, missing contact does not mean something is wrong. You go back first. If your superiors really decide to take the mission, it will definitely be on the Shanying Squad."
"Okay, those two leaders must remember what they said just now." It was useless to know that they were anxious. Shanying took his brothers back to the barracks. They were the best special forces in China. With just one order, they could transform into sharp swords at any time. All-weather and all-terrain combat has long been their basic quality.
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"Everyone has gathered here, and has not left or stayed there. What do the captain think?" Matuer couldn't say anything, but Hua Viper wouldn't be polite to Powell.
"This is normal. Captain Poway said before that we are facing a very cunning opponent. Don't think that he is just hiding in the poppy field?"
"Then what else can he do?" After the deputy captain said, the red-haired man who had been following Matuer finally couldn't help but speak. He was the person in charge of the poppy base, and the deputy captain's words seemed to be directed at him.
"For example, who knows if you are mixed into your group of flower farmers~" There are not many people who sound like three hundred people, but they are all concentrated in the open spaces of the basketball court, which are definitely dense.
"This is impossible. First of all, the data reported shows that all the flower farmers are in place, not much or too little. Secondly, everyone has issued today's code, and absolutely no one can get into the team."
Those who are in the x triangle are all desperate. If Matuer hadn't been there, the red hair would have killed this x-making product.
"Some things are difficult to explain clearly to people of the general's level. Now I need the general to assist us in verifying the identity of each flower farmer to ensure that there will be no mistakes."
"You can't just make a conclusion based on a code. That thing is useless. No one is allowed to leave until you fully implement your identity." Although you don't like each other, on key issues, Powell will definitely be on the same front as the vice captain.
"you……"
"Shut up." Matuer glared at Hongmao, and said coldly, "Do as he said, you can't miss one."
"Yes." Matur has absolute authority over his gang members and must have said the same thing to the Hongmao.
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"Everyone listened, now I'm back to their respective beds and waiting for the inspection."
Mixed in the crowd, Leng Tsai was calm and composed. He had already seen that in addition to Matuer and countless drug trafficking, there was an elite small army of twenty or thirty people. Such troops could not be formed with money. The only explanation was that Matuer spent money to invite overseas mercenaries. After all, most of the small army was black and a small number of white people. You could tell at a glance that they were not local races.
"Don't be slow, walk." With the joint cooperation of the Matur Guard and Poway Squadron, all the flower farmers returned to various beds, and the cold thorns slowly mixed in the crowd. He had already obtained enough information from the little bee and believed that he could deal with it in a short time.
According to the story of the little bee, Leng Tsing skillfully found his bed. Since there were three fully armed mercenaries in the large dormitory, no one dared to say anything more. This is the x-triangle, and killing people is much easier than killing a pheasant.
"How is the situation?" Everyone sat down on their bed, and a big black man entered the dormitory.
"Report to the captain, no one chose the wrong bed, and no one couldn't find the bed."
"What are you waiting for? Go to the next step~" The black captain was obviously not satisfied with this answer, but Leng Tsui had figured it out. The opponent had already thought of himself getting into the flower farmer and was now trying to find a way to find out.
"Yes." After tribute to a standard mercenary ceremony, the two mercenaries brought four drug criminals armed forces to the first bed and shouted, "I've heard it all. Now I want you to recognize each other's clinical people. The form is that we ask, listen carefully in clinical practice. If you find something wrong, you should point it out immediately. Do you understand?"
"I understand."
"Very good, now starting from you, what's the name next to you?"
"Phenic."
"What does he like to eat the most?"
"Phenic."
"What is his favorite thing to do?"
"Picking your feet~"...
"Do you have anything to say?"
After asking several very personal questions in a row, the mercenary asked about the clinical trial. The man subconsciously nodded and said, "Sir, we have been together for three years and are very familiar with him. There will be no mistakes."
"Okay, now it's your turn, what's the name of bed 3..."
The mercenary's question is simple and effective. As long as people who have not lived here for a long time, it is difficult to answer it. Unfortunately, they encountered Leng Thorn, the best special forces in China. In addition to being excellent in technical levels, the more important thing is the wise and sharp brain. They are already clear about the questions they raised.
"What's the name?" After about half an hour of tossing, the black captain had already arrived at Length's bed. The light in the dormitory was dim and neither of them could see their own eyes. However, Length could feel that the surroundings were full of murderous intent.
"Little bee."
"What is the code today? Reply in a low voice, not to let anyone hear it."
"Roasted wild boar." Sure enough, who knows who has passed by? When asked about him, he knows that there is another world.
Chapter completed!