After dealing with Liu Weiping, the commander took his prey and the blue-faced guard company and returned to the command center happily. Liu Weiping just had the same car as Han Feng, and the two lieutenant colonels competed with their eyes as if they were glaring at me. It was understandable that Han Feng was not convinced. He was considered the number one figure in the entire military region. Now, such a ball appeared out of thin air and compared him - according to the arrangement of the commander, the entire reconnaissance brigade included

He himself had to receive this training for a foul ball, which was really annoying! Liu Weiping was not convinced by Han Feng. In his opinion, the captain Han Feng was not very good, he didn't even have the most basic knowledge of special operations, and he was very ill-fighting when fighting, and he called him three ways. He was really despicable and shameless! At best, the captain could only bring a reconnaissance company and handing him such an important combat unit was murder.

If no one accepts anyone, that's fun.

After looking at each other for a long time, Liu Weiping finally spoke: "Hey, Lieutenant Colonel, can you return my gun to me?"

Han Feng hugged the submachine gun tightly and snorted coldly: "Your? You said it's yours? Just kidding, this is what I picked up in the mountains!"

Liu Weiping said: "Don't think about silly, I'm making it a set of thunderbolts. If I guess correctly, this set of thunderbolts has already reimbursed you. Return it to me!"

Han Feng said: "I didn't hold you responsible for discarding your equipment, so you should burn the incense. You dare to ask for something from me for five or six? I think beautifully!"

Liu Weiping was calm. The soldiers in the car stared at every piece of equipment on him with green eyes, which was very tempting to kill and rob. In this case, it was simply a dream to return to this beloved MP5. No wonder, the Republic now barely maintains a huge army with more people than the total strength of the two Western groups, but the military budget is less than the other party's share. It can be imagined that these millions of soldiers are all holding people, and they are crazy about changing clothes. The MP5 is a classic among submachine guns. Han Feng will give it back to him when he gets it. Forget it, a strong dragon will not suppress the local snake. If you want to survive in this group, some sacrifices are inevitable. Grip your teeth and endure it!

Unexpectedly, the veterans were not going to let him go. A scout with a swollen face like a pumpkin pointed at the gun in his hand and asked curiously: "What kind of gun are you? Why are you so long? It's so heavy!"

Liu Weiping said: "RT-20 anti-equipment sniper rifle. This sniper rifle can be equipped with three caliber barrels: 9.2 mm, 12.7 mm, and 20 mm. Using a 9.2 mm caliber barrel with a special bullet can accurately shoot any target within 2,000 meters. Using a 12.7 mm barrel with a manganese steel armor-piercing projectile can penetrate the armor of a medium-sized armored vehicle and even directly explode the engine. Using a 20 mm barrel with a kinetic energy bullet or a tungsten armor-piercing projectile can smash light tanks. Of course, after firing a shot, you have to run away quickly, because in less than half a minute, the enemy's artillery fire will be

Covered it up and exploded with people and guns."

Pumpkin's face smacked his tongue: "My goodness, this gun can still hit tanks! Is it produced by our country?"

Liu Weiping said: "Imported."

Han Feng said disdainfully: "Emphasizing foreign countries and fawning on foreign countries!"

Liu Weiping smiled and said, "Boss, I also want to be patriotic, and I don't want to feed foreigners with money. However, external teams like us have to go abroad to perform missions almost every month. Once they are captured, the country will not admit it. Do you think we can attack with five hands, one 95, one 88 sniper with the right hands, and one 40 fire with the back? That's not asking for death!"

95 Assault, 88 Sniper is what it is, but it must be a good thing; 40 Fire is well-known, but no one is interested in this question, and everyone asked in a lingering manner: "You still have to go abroad to fight? Why do we never know?"

Liu Qiping smiled bitterly: "You don't know what's strange about it. So many people in our army died on the battlefield. No one ever knew... We are just a group of unknown pawns, usually sealed in vacuum cans, isolated from the world, will never deteriorate, and will always be loyal to the motherland. The country ordered us to go to the battlefield, and we never care about whether it is worth it or not, without honor, and there will be no merit. Even if the US president is killed, no one will know that it was ours. If you want to see our name, you can only go to the monument to find it, and you may not be able to find it..."

The scouts were stunned. Most things in this era are very simple, one is one, two is two. If a hero is praised, and if a bear is a killer, you will be punished. There are not so many hypocritical things. They only know that the heroes of the people will be immortal. How could they never have flowers and applause when they get real heroes, and there are only missions full of dangers and the fatigue of escaping from death again and again. They don’t understand why this army has made contributions and newspapers don’t promote them? Are those newspapers blind?

Liu Weiping was speechless to this question.

A soldier pointed to the grenade hanging on Liu Weiping's chest and asked, "What type of grenade is this? It's so small!"

Liu Weiping said: "This is our glorious bomb. We can't run away on the battlefield and then use the last bullet. It only takes three seconds from pulling fire to explosion. There is no time to regret it. It has the dual functions of high explosion and combustion, which is enough to blow up its corpse so that it doesn't even have residue. Even if the enemy uses the corpse to make DNA, they will not get any useful clues."

The soldiers gasped, and their thoughts were surprisingly similar: "The soldiers who chose this army must be crazy!" Even Han Feng's eyes looked at Liu Weiping with a little respect. He knew that even if the soldiers who came out of that army were just a soldier who was less than twenty years old, they should not be insulted.

Liu Weiping

At this moment, he was intrigued and introduced every piece of equipment to the soldiers, from sniper rifles to pistols, from global satellite positioning systems to communication headphones, from mad dog tactical knife to night vision devices. The soldiers' eyes were red. Although he was a naughty, he had a strong affinity and could quickly get along with a group of strangers. When he returned to the military camp, a large group of people who had beaten their heads to death a few hours ago were already as close as brothers.

When they returned to the military headquarters, the political commissar smiled and asked when they met: "Old Yang, you have been there for two days. The guard company has been in battle and the elites of the reconnaissance brigade have all gone out, which made the military district think that the enemy has come. How about it, what big guys have been fighting?"

The commander laughed and said, "Big guy? Yes, the one behind you and me is about 130 kilograms, full of tendon meat. It's up to you to steam or cook. The first question is that you can beat him - grandma, this guy wants to do it. He single-handedly knocked down 31 guards and fucked nineteen scouts. Even I became his captive. Lao Han, how about this prey?"

Political Commissar Han looked at Liu Weiping in surprise. Liu Weiping saluted a standard military salute and said, "This does not mean anything. If the commander gave a dead order, they would not be allowed to fire. They would not be able to perform effective fire reconnaissance, which gave me an opportunity to take advantage of it. If I had done it on the battlefield, I would have been beaten into a sieve long ago."

The commander said, "Come on, you, why are you humble! Alas, Lao Han, let me tell you something. I want to transfer him into the army as the instructor of the reconnaissance brigade. You can complete the procedures for me as soon as possible."

Political Commissar Han was so obsessed: "Old Yang, are you kidding? How can you bring people into the army casually? No, this matter must be done according to the procedures! If something goes wrong, you and I can't afford to take care of it!"

The army leader said carelessly: "Then let's take care of it together. As I said, I will complete all the procedures within a week, grant him the rank of lieutenant colonel, and take the training of the reconnaissance brigade. It's decided."

Political Commissar Han was crying and said, "You still want him to become a lieutenant colonel in one step? How old is he? No, this joke must not be made! Even if you really want to be awarded a title, you have to wait until he gets the results!"

The commander glared: "It's really not possible?"

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The army commander spread his hands at Liu Weiping: "I saw it, the top leader disagreed. I have no choice but to let you down for a while. You have to live with your instructor position. I have the final say. Come on, and I will try to achieve results as soon as possible. I can promote you."

It turns out that this lieutenant colonel is still a blank check! Liu Weiping was stunned. He would definitely not be able to repent. This is his territory. Facing the old fox who has already smiled treacherously

He could only nod his head hatefully.

Some people cried and some laughed. At least Han Feng liked him a lot now. After all, being managed by a boss who was younger than him was not a shameful thing. As for letting him be an instructor, he welcomed him with his feet. Han Feng wanted to pick him up and pour out all the military skills in his belly without leaving any left!

Seeing that Liu Weiping was a little depressed, the commander quickly cheered him up: "Young man, cheer up! The more than a thousand people in the reconnaissance brigade are all the best soldiers in the entire army. I also expect you to train them into the best soldiers in the world! Han Feng will cooperate with your work unconditionally. The new official takes office for three fires. Your fire cannot be smoked!"

Liu Weiping shouted: "Please rest assured, Chief, I will definitely burn these three fires to three thousand feet high!"

The army commander was satisfied: "That's true. Okay, Han Feng, you can take him to the military camp to arrange the dormitory."

Han Feng saluted and took Liu Weiping away.

The political commissar watched the two leave with a worried look on his face: "Old Yang, this person has unknown origin. Isn't it too rash to let him enter the reconnaissance brigade? What if he is—"

The commander interrupted: "No, I can trust my own eyes. I have picked up soldiers for my whole life and never walked through them. This time, there will be no exception. He is the best soldier, and I can guarantee this with personality."

The political commissar said: "Of course I know this. Being able to play with the reconnaissance brigade in his palms means that he has real skills, but if he was sent by that head, none of us can bear this responsibility!"

The commander said, "Don't worry, do you think our intelligence agency is a good meal? Besides, even if he was sent by the polar bear, sending such excellent soldiers means that the polar bear's goal is very small. He must show his real skills to gain a foothold in the army. This... we are not at a loss!"

The political commissar was confused: "Don't you suffer a loss?"

"Yes!" The commander's eyes became deeper, "Old Han, haven't you noticed it? The development of our army has been stuck in a bottleneck. On the surface, we have the largest army in the world, but in fact, the equipment is poor and the organization is bloated. The force that can fight is less than 40% of the total number, and we are already far behind. Today, this kid shocked me. He fought with hundreds of scouts for two days and two nights without even needing a gun, and finally captured me, the commander. Let me ask, if there is an army on the enemy, no, even if there is only one division, who will send them to our country through secret channels during wartime, and constantly attack our military and political departments in the form of small groups, collect intelligence, and cooperate with the millions of troops on the front battlefield, how should we deal with it?"

The political commissar was speechless.

The military commander patted his old partner on the shoulder and said, "So, even if he is a foreign spy, we will

If you want to keep him, find a way to take out the treasure hidden on him little by little, and use it for my own use! If you use a group of army secrets to exchange for the secrets of his army secrets, it will be enough to make a profit!"

The political commissar smiled bitterly: "You hawker... OK, I'll bet with you. This is the most risky investment in our lives. I hope you don't make any mistakes!"

I forgot to say that the commander of the army was a street vendor, and the political commissar studied finance before joining the army. When these two people were anxious, they would just keep their old skills.

Liu Weiping didn't know that he had been tricked by two old foxes. He only knew that his lieutenant colonel dream had grown a pair of invisible wings and flew away in front of him, and was in a bad mood. The commander asked him to burn the three fires in office more vigorously? Well, I'm afraid that your soldiers would not be able to bear it and burn them to pieces! Not everyone can afford these three fires!
Chapter completed!