C250 A Ruthless Expert

"How many days? Our country is not their army. Why should I come the day after tomorrow? We are also permanent members. " Guo Feng adjusted his glasses and said in a tough tone.

"Hmph, small country, you should enter your role now. You must be flexible in foreign affairs policies. Foreign affairs are external, and internal management is equally important!

Only by stimulating the potential and enthusiasm of the team members will they be able to unite normally. When the time comes, they will unite into a force that will form the super strong combat strength of our country's police force. Don't be like now, when the time comes, there will be no candidates. What if it is an actual battle? You. . . " Director Chen lectured him in a serious manner.

National Peak listened calmly. There seemed to be no expression on its face, as if it was listening attentively. It lowered its head to look at the tip of its toes and occasionally cast a sidelong glance at the distance. It was afraid that something was wrong and asked the leader to find a loophole. That would only make things worse.

"Chief, please rest assured. These team members are one in a thousand. There are many professionals and they have strong adaptability. After the closed training, their standards are pretty good. At this stage, we are in the midst of resting. After all, we were too tired recently.

We have exhausted a lot of our physical strength. Everyone has lost a lot of weight. We are about to leave the country. Safety first, fighting ability first. I suggest that the team conduct a safety education. From now on, every member no longer belongs to the family and family, but to the country. They represent the country in the war. . . "

When the National Peak saw that Director Chen had stopped talking, they hurriedly reported their recent work. This way, they could divert the leader's attention and stop staring at a problem.

He had said that a few times just now. There was no sign of the team members in the empty courtyard. Even the few members of the logistics class were probably hiding in the dormitory to study the recipes. The curtains were tightly shut, so the leader would not sneak out to ask questions.

At this moment, at the entrance, there were a few military green military tricycle motorcycles parked at the entrance. A few WJ Snow Wolf members got off the motorcycles and were talking to the security guards.

"Let's go, brothers. Look at the captain. During this period of time, when our boss isn't with our brothers, I feel awkward!"

A lieutenant with the rank of second lieutenant said in a low voice. Then, he waved at the people in the two cars behind him.

They were wearing shabby combat training uniforms. Their clothes were dirty. It was obvious that they had come from the field training camp.

The second lieutenant was called Big-head Mu. He was a soldier trained by Xiao Qiang.

They had rushed 300 miles from Nanshan Hill to visit the old captain who had transferred to the SWAT team.

They entered the courtyard and looked contemptuously at the equipment on both sides of the training ground.

These assembling equipment were in good condition and were often used. However, in the eyes of Big-head Mu, the difficulty and difficulty were much lower than that of the Snow Wolf Special Forces. Thus, with an evil smile on his face, he held the walkie-talkie on his shoulder and shouted:

"Haitao, did you tell the captain?"

In the back of the car sat a valiant warrior. It was Xiao Qiangbing's letter. When he heard Big Head Mu call him, he raised his phone and replied, "I sent it, I sent it. I sent it a message a long time ago. . . "

"Comrades, the Snow Wolf First Team has a good tradition. Every month they have new results, and every day they have new changes. Come, show us a few normal subjects and ask the captain to take a look. After the few brothers have declined. " As he spoke, he skillfully operated the motorcycle. The engine suddenly let out an ear-piercing roar.

Three Chunlei Special Forces motorcycles entered the courtyard. The police lights flashed, and with a deep "Flying Carriage Salute," the three drivers had calm expressions and were skilled in operating with both hands. The right wheel of the motorcycle instantly floated up, and the wide body of the motorcycle supported by two wheels on the left, steadily moving forward.

Big-head Wei's body tilted slightly, and he looked toward the training building in the northwest. He had a look of anticipation on his face, and he thought happily, Old Captain, I'll be able to see you soon. It's been almost half a year since we last met. . . "

Thinking of the days and nights where they had crossed the line of fire together and challenged the limits, his originally happy face suddenly became sad. He was still more than 20 meters away from the dormitory building. After turning the corner, he was almost there. Thus, he shouted through the walkie-talkie in a trembling voice:

"Brothers, this place is not our training ground. Be quiet. No one can lose face for my Snow Wolf Special Forces. Strengthen discipline and succeed in the revolution competition!

Listen to my command. . . "

When he was about to see the captain, he wanted to see the hero he admired the most. Just as Big-head Wei was talking, he saw that the motorcycle had already turned. A familiar figure appeared leaning against a window on the third floor. Instantly, he felt that his eyes were covered with a layer of blurry liquid.

It was Xiao Qiangbing!

He had been sleeping soundly just now and had not sent any phone messages at all. But an excellent member of the team who was familiar with gunshots and a commander who was familiar with equipment. . . How could he not be familiar with the self-created 'Flying Carriage Salute', the tactical formation used to drive a car when Victorious Return returned? As if the gunman had heard the crisp sound of an assault rifle opening its safety, he jumped out of bed with a whoosh. He shouted, "Bighead, brothers. . . "

He reached out his hand and pulled open the curtains with a swoosh. He abruptly pushed open the window and peeked out half his body. He saw the scene that he had been thinking about day and night:

On the left side of the road, three motorcycles slowly approached. It was precisely the "Flying Carriage Salute" formation. Big-head Wei's large bald head was very eye-catching under the sunlight. His originally fierce gaze now had an additional respect!

"Old captain. . . " Big-head Wei raised his hand that was saluting and gestured to him. Immediately, he resumed the standard salute action.

"Big-head, Haitao, brothers. . . " Xiao Bingqiang placed his hands on the windowsill and his voice was somewhat choked.

He did not see the leaders in the southwest, under the trees in front of the building, they were all moved by the actions of their old comrades.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed in an alley next to the motorcade. The appearance of a big thing became clearer and clearer.

"Not good, Old Zang?" Xiao Bing looked at that guy and immediately shouted, Not good.

Old Zang was a Tibetan Mastiff that had just been trained for less than fifteen days. He was wild, violent, and lethal. This time, it rushed out of the police dog vest without even tying the tape.

It was about the size of a calf, weighing more than a hundred kilograms. When it ran, it was like a dark cloud, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the motorcade.

"Damn Bighead, what stunts are you showing? I'm just messing around here, isn't this. . . " He did not say it out loud to cause trouble, but his brows furrowed as if he was facing an enemy.

Besides, under the big tree, a group of leaders were similarly shocked by this scene. There was also a special police force in the Public Security Bureau, but their stunts were even worse than this. Director Chen's face couldn't help but turn red, and his palm immediately clenched into a fist. He anxiously said, "Small country, what's the situation?"

What's the situation?

Guo Feng didn't know either. This kind of stunt formation had been practiced by the Peacekeeping Team, but according to the requirements of the Peacekeeping Headquarters, no matter what action it was, they had to adhere to the principle of safety first. No team member tried this at all.

Besides, these warriors were thin and muscular. They were clearly well-trained experts, but the Tibetan Mastiffs were not any weaker than humans. Now that they were charging over, they were only seven or eight meters away from each other. It looked like they would crash into each other. Maybe the Tibetan Mastiffs would flip over the car and attack people directly!

"Chief, this. . . " Guo Feng said haltingly.

It was not that he did not want to explain, but he was still confused. He had no idea what was going on.

Just as their hearts were hanging by a thread, waiting for the next moment to deal with the situation, The Tibetan Mastiff stepped on its Dao tooth and used its claws to fly toward the motorcycle. The head of the vehicle, Big Head Wei, realized that the situation was urgent. His face turned to the left and he calmly shouted, "Attention, attention. . . "