The fact that the tongue grabbing is actually a bit more or less embarrassing in training.

At least Zhuangyan thought so.

The reason is very simple. It is obviously training! Even the tongue is trained by myself.

The most critical problem is that your tongue is not afraid of you!

He knew that you were actually your own people, and he knew that you were just an ordinary soldier, and he would not suffer from the torture of the anti-interrogation training of special forces members like Zhuang Yan and others.

If that's the case, why am I afraid of you?

How to grab the tongue on the battlefield?

That's all ruthless, as long as you don't kill your tongue, you can do anything.

It's different here. You can just hold your legs and fall from behind. You're caught off guard and you're afraid of knocking off a few people's teeth.

Just lock the throat, you can't really knock someone out of the way, or just twist the neck off.

What kind of daggers stab the kidneys or cover the mouth and smear the neck is even more fantasy. Don’t even think about it.

The strength of the attack cannot even be heavier than when he and Xu Xingguo fought on the prisoner-catching field before, otherwise they would hurt people.

Therefore, in fact, the simulated whistle-touching training is more difficult than the actual battlefield whistle-touching.

The difficulty is not on the same level at all.

In general training, many people choose to spend more time concealing reconnaissance and don’t want to do anything to scratch their tongues.

I came back from grabbing a hot potato, but I didn't know what to do. Besides, there was one of the sentry missing. If I failed to take out the information from the sentry during the time of changing the sentry, it would be counterproductive and it would be easier to alarm the guard troops stationed in the target.

But now there is no choice.

"Okay, you guys come together." Yan Ming said: "Don't let him speak out, and don't hurt others."

Zhuang Yan was happy and half-jokingly said, "Master, don't worry, we are like ancestors to bring him back."

Yan Ming couldn't help but smile and waved his hand and said, "Go."

Zhuang Yan, Su Huikai, Yan Su and the other two really touched the sentry along the ridge.

Yan Ming waited in place for a while and saw the bushes not far away moving. After a while, he saw Zhuang Yan, and Yan Su carried a sentry back like Su Huikai three pigs.

"It's settled!"

Su Huikai laughed, it didn't look like he was touching a whistle, it was like throwing fish in someone else's fish pond.

"Find a safe place." Yan Ming waved his hand and took the three of them back.

Withdrawing more than a hundred meters, back to the other side of the ridge, he found a place with less than so many shrubs and placed the sentinels on the ground.

Yan Ming stepped forward and looked at it and smiled.

The sentry's armed belt was untied and used to tie his hands up.

The mouth was blocked by Zhuang Yan with a camouflage scarf, and her legs were opened and hugged by Su Hui.

It is estimated that after being knocked down, one person stuffed his mouth, one person hugged his legs, and the other person was responsible for taking off his belt and tying people.

The sentry was confused and frightened.

However, seeing clearly that the people in front of him were also soldiers, he breathed a sigh of relief and struggled a few times to express his protest.

Looking around, it was very far away from the target, and even on the other side of the mountain, even if you call it, there was no big problem.

So he reached out to pull out the camouflage scarf from his mouth for the sentry.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he pulled it away, the sentry lay on the ground and started to retching.

"vomit--"

"vomit--"

Son frowned, looked at the sentry with an exaggerated look on his face and sniffed for a while, carefully placed the camouflage scarf under his nostrils and smelled it.

"Come on, stop pretending, is it that smelly?"

Su Hui opened her mouth and interrupted, "Can your own things smell smell bad? You have become accustomed to it. Last time you smelled your stinky socks and said it was okay, but I almost fainted from the side."

Solemn smiled embarrassedly, tied the scarf back to his neck, and said to the sentry on the ground: "Brother, which unit of your troops?"

The sentry subconsciously opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, and closed his mouth again.

"Ah!" Su Huikai smiled wickedly, "I'm quite vigilant!"

The sentry said, "You think I am a fool? We received a notice and said we would cooperate with you in training."

While speaking, he looked at the people in front of him.

He asked again: "I said, buddy, are you really from the special forces?"

Zhuang Yan said: "Can it still be fake? Is there any posing as a special forces?"

The sentry said disdainfully: "Tsk! There are fewer people pretending to be? When we were conducting supervision, we didn't know how many fake soldiers we caught."

Zhuang Yan's heart moved.

So he quietly gave Yan Ming a wink.

Yan Ming understood and nodded slightly.

Zhuang Yan continued along the topic, "Oh! You are from the Guard Company? Stop bragging! Just your little body? Do you think I have never been in the field army? The people you want in the Guard Company are tall, big and handsome, you? Hehe..."

The last two "hehe" sounds were filled with contempt.

This time it annoyed the Sentinel.

Originally, I knew that it was all training and that Zhuangyan and the others could not deal with themselves. The sentry was not afraid.

Anyway, before coming, the company commander said that those special forces may be able to touch the whistle. Even if they are caught, they cannot disclose their troops' numbers and names. They are all the information they are looking for.

However, the solemn contempt completely stimulated his self-esteem.

The sentry said angrily: "I am 1.78 meters tall, I am considered tall in our police detective company!"

Police Investigation Company?

Smiling solemnly, is it exposed?

"This is a warehouse in the big mountain valley. Your police detective company came to guard the warehouse? No one believed it when he said it, right?" Zhuang Yan continued to disdain: "Come on, stop bragging, honestly, what kind of logistics unit is it, don't put gilds on your face. You are also a police detective company. I'm all from the Mars Special Forces."

The solemn words completely blew the sentry.

He could no longer hold it back.

After all, I am a soldier from the police investigation company and I am said to be a logistics guarding the warehouse!

It is absolutely unacceptable for a combat force soldier!

In fact, he had no idea that he had been led by Zhuang Yan in the nose, and every word he asked from Zhuang Yan had a deep meaning.

"You fart! I'm from the Police Investigation Company!"

He was angry.

"If I hadn't cooperated with you bastards in training, I wouldn't have pulled us from City I last night. We also drove more than 50 kilometers of mountain roads in the evening. I am not the bad soldiers guarding the warehouse here! We are from the police investigation company! They are the serious old Red Army troops!"

He cursed angrily, but Zhuangyan looked at him with a smile, not angry at all.

After all, ordinary soldiers who have not received anti-interrogation training do not understand one truth at all - say too much, and make more mistakes!

Every sentence may be guided, and then the information will be analyzed and retrieved from it.

Now, the entire deployment of troops seems to have been completely eliminated by this irritable sentry.

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Please give me a monthly ticket!

I just saw a book friend asking, what if I catch a real tongue on the battlefield?

In fact, the battle is not as gorgeous and beautiful as the movies. In the past, the reconnaissance brigade's tongue grabbing during the rotation battle period is like what I said in my book, ambushing or lurking over. If you see the target, you will just press it down, cover your mouth, and hold your legs, tie it up and carry it, and then find a safe place to tie it back like a cow.

What if the other party has too many people?

It's simple, aren't there any submachine guns? Kill those who take weapons, or those who resist, or those who surrender...
Chapter completed!