C358 A Powerful Master

"Stop, I'm warning you, Sentinel is sacred, you cannot be careless at all. According to the requirements, you have to undergo a security check. I can see that there is nothing suspicious about you. . . " Zhao Xiaoming stood up. At the outpost tower, he gave a righteous warning.

This fellow straightened his back, his fart. His balls were stuck out. That was so uncomfortable.

But he felt good in his heart. He thought happily, "Holy sh * t. I'm not even a small official. Today, this handsome man is awesome. Yes, steady, steady. "

He spoke pure business English, so Charles raised his finger when he heard him. His mouth trembled. His mind was filled with insults, but after shivering for a long time, he did not say anything.

It wasn't that he didn't want to scold people. The key was that this older brother had met extremely docile employees in the past. No one had ever been so rebellious, so he did not scold them for a moment.

"You idiot, you simply don't have a superior in your eyes. You're too arrogant, ah. . . " He was extremely angry in his heart.

At this moment, Lance from Sandu also came over. He looked at Zhao Xiaoming with disdain and scolded him.

"Director, you just wait. I'll go up in a while and catch this kid and send him to the disciplinary department. We'll testify for you. You must sentence him and send him back. "

Lance's pronunciation was not very accurate. Just looking at the chattering, Huang Guzhu did not understand what he meant at all. He could not help but stare at him and said in an unconvinced manner, "What is this kid talking about? Xiaoming, if you want to say okay, I'll go down and f * ck him. "

Zhao Xiaoming hurriedly curled his lips and said in fear, "Don't. This guy is an officer. He wants to send us to military court. Qiangzi, is your idea okay or not?"

A group of people stood in front of the whistle tower and stared at the two of them. Zhao Xiaoming had a pair of instincts. His legs were shaking. He felt that he could not hold on any longer. He calculated in his heart that he would give in after three seconds.

Suddenly, he heard a slightly aged voice behind the crowd saying loudly:

"Charles, I don't think they did anything wrong. If they were like them, there would still be times of attack for every mission area in the world. Do you remember the 352 incident. . . "

The voice was not loud, but it was definitely a shock to Charles and the others.

Because this person was Officer Adams.

"325 incidents? Sir, what incident has nothing to do with your presence?"

Charles turned around and saw that Adams had a calm expression, but he could not tell what the problem was. He immediately asked doubtfully.

Adams thought of that terrifying incident. His mind was filled with the sounds of explosions, cries, and screams. The fire was so horrible that it was unbearable to look at.

Therefore, Adams did not answer him for a moment. This time, everything was fine. Zhao Xiaoming bent over and patted him heavily. The handle of the 95-1 rifle coughed and said loudly:

"The 325 incident was a brutal revenge operation that the terrorists specifically targeted the peacekeepers.

A group of bandits took advantage of the morning exercise time of the peacekeepers to relax their vigilance and disguise themselves as peddlers.

They suddenly started the jeep and drove madly into the camp, carrying out an explosion. At the same time, they were a few hundred meters away. . .

Using grenades, machetes, machine guns, and so on, cruelly killing innocent civilians, this is called a peacekeeping force. They didn't care about either side. That's a lesson to be learned. "

This fellow imitated the tone of an instructor giving a lecture in class. Sometimes he was filled with righteous indignation, sometimes he was sad and emotional, and sometimes he was excited. Adams' expression became more and more solemn as he listened. He could not help but wave at Zhao Xiaoming in the distance and say:

"What a good lecture, young man. Everyone in the current peacekeeping team should remember this lesson. May I know your name?"

When Zhao Xiaoming heard this, he was shocked. He wanted to make up a grand title, such as the chief translator and theoretical researcher. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a deafening sound coming from the camp.

At this moment, the members of each team in the camp were fully armed. Each of them was in high spirits. They wore bulletproof vests, batons, shields, and gas masks. One of them was holding a gun, while the other was standing at attention.

These people lined up and formed a powerful aura. After the command was given, the team members moved quickly. They took small steps and moved in a uniform manner. They looked at the front of the line like a torch.

One by one, they made bold and fierce moves. They had practiced these moves countless times. One thousand times, ten thousand times, even more. When they heard that the headquarter had sent people over, they widened their eyes and their movements were fierce and powerful.

The military and police of China were on completely different levels from those of other countries.

Xiao Qiang stood in front of the National Peak Captain. He was now the commander, and he stood there, maintaining a precise distance of about ten meters from the team. He looked left and right, and he looked like he was suppressing everyone with his skills.

When he opened his mouth, it immediately reminded people of the heroic and majestic voice on a parade ground:

"Captain, the combat drill team has been assembled. Please give your instructions, on-duty officer - Xiao Qiangbing!"

He turned to face the National Peak and raised his hand to salute and report. His actions were clean and neat, and in one breath, a loud and clear report resounded throughout the camp.

"Begin!" Guo Feng was also dressed in military uniform. His movements were clean and neat, and his voice was clear and clear. He decisively gave the order.

Then, Xiao Qiangbing's sonorous and powerful voice sounded once again.

"Attention, teams, move out! Cavalry, step out. "

The order had been given, and the only thing left was to move out in teams.

Meng Fei, Geng Quan, and Chen Xing all stepped out. At the front of each team, two burly team members walked over. Each of them was holding a bright red flag. One was the national flag, and the other was the riot squad's flag.

"Let's go! Head towards the depths of the jungle!"

When Xiao Qiang saw that the teams were ready, he immediately gave the order.

In an instant, all sorts of sounds began to ring out. It was deafening. The sounds of slogans and the orderly footsteps caused the ground to tremble.

"One, two, one, two. . . " Meng Fei led the team and shouted.

After he shouted, the team members shouted in unison:

"One, two, three. . . Prepare for the training, love my China. . . "

On the other side, Team One shouted. Team Two's Geng Quan did not show any weakness. Although his throat was a little sharp, shouting commands was the basic skill of a Branch Leader. As soon as Team One's voice fell, he immediately got up.

In an instant, the mouths of over 30 people in Team Two opened wide and the sound was loud and clear:

"Love the motherland, protect the peace. . . Love the motherland, protect the peace. . . "

The three teams walked in an orderly manner, and all kinds of equipment sounded rhythmically. The sound of the slogan was deafening, and the young warrior walked towards the door. Adams naturally maintained a neat standing posture and waved his hand to pay his respects to the team.

However, Charles, Lance, and Arito looked at him in a daze. Their eyes immediately revealed a look of disdain.