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Chapter 545 What is a profession?This is called professional! (7000 words super large chapter)

On the outskirts of Presstown.

A convoy of refrigerated vans and two Toyota sedans drove off the hardened road and turned into a dirt road, heading for a large villa estate.

The main body of the building of this manor has just been built, the concrete piles are exposed outside, and weeds are everywhere in the garden.

At first glance, it looks like an unfinished building!

As for who is the owner of the villa manor?

Will build a manor in such a remote place, and half of the construction will be broken. In this area occupied by a reading group, there is a high probability that he is the boss of a reading group.

Because the drug trafficking group was destroyed by the Hunter School, without follow-up financial support, the workers had to stop working, and this is how the unfinished building came about.

And because the villa manor is linked to reading vendors, even after the government confiscates it, no one dares to take it over.

They were all afraid of being greedy for cheap and taking over the Shanwei Building, which would lead to retaliation by the younger brother of the peddler.

Covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters, there are nearly 10 unfinished buildings, and the luxury manor villa with an investment of at least tens of millions has become a part of the barren hills in the suburbs.

Usually there is no one here, no one smokes ghosts and kills people, but today it is completely different.

The dirt road enters the two unfinished buildings on the left and right at the end of the manor. You can clearly see a large number of armed men, who are on high alert here.

They wore a uniform black combat system, each armed with an AR-type fully automatic weapon.

At first glance, it is not an ordinary gangster reader!

Downstairs there was also a big fat man wearing sunglasses and holding a big cigar in his mouth. Four bodyguards in suits stood beside him.

"Attention, all attention, the target has appeared and is expected to arrive within 20 seconds."

The armed personnel on the unfinished building on the left saw the convoy coming from the outside, and immediately called through the walkie-talkie to inform the people inside to get ready.

The set of warning notifications is very professional, obviously not a simple read and sell bastard.

Eighty percent are veterans or have received training!

One of the bodyguards in a suit received the notification, and immediately walked towards the fat man smoking a cigar, bowed and whispered, "Boss, the goods have arrived."

The fat cigar man didn't speak, he strode out of the building and walked towards the road outside.

The bodyguards are very professional and immediately follow up.

Based on the professionalism of these bodyguards and armed personnel, it can be basically concluded that they are not Venezuelan local armed forces, and most likely come from other surrounding "big drug trafficking countries".

Only in countries like Brazil, Colombia, and Mexico, where the reading group has already established itself, can the reading group develop its own professional armed forces.

The big fat cigar came to the side of the road from the house, and the motorcade just happened to drive over and stop on the road.

brush brush...

More than a dozen drug dealers in civilian clothes with weapons in their hands opened the door and got out of the car, surrounded the convoy, protecting the outside with their guns.

rub rub...

There was a sound of messy footsteps.

More than 20 armed men in all black uniforms, all armed with AR automatic rifles, surrounded the convoy tightly.

On the unfinished buildings on the left and right sides, there are nearly 10 similar armed men, with their guns condescending and intimidating.

You can even see a sniper rifle!

What is a professional?
This is!
The younger brothers of the two parties were at each other's guns, and it seemed that they were going to fight, but in fact they were just following the normal trading procedures.

Measure each other's strength to prevent the other party from being black.

Negotiations between the responsible persons of the two parties were very friendly with hugs and handshakes.

Among them, the person in charge who got off from the convoy was tall and had a Mediterranean bald head. If he had been to the big villa of Fonseca, the largest drug trafficking group in Venezuela, he must be very familiar with him.

He is one of Fonseca's capable men, and he is responsible for all the drug transactions on the spot.

In order to prevent changes over time, the drug transaction process should be straightforward.

The person in charge of the two parties completed the negotiation and meeting, walked straight from the front of the car to the box-type refrigerated container in the middle, and opened the locked rear door.

As a gust of cold air blew out, what came into view was a dozen whole cows hanging on the roof of the carriage, which had already been skinned and eviscerated.

If you just look at it like this, they are beef shipped from the slaughterhouse.

There is no problem!

There should have been many transactions between the two parties, and this method has been used all the time. The big fat man with cigars is not different because he saw beef instead of white flour.

He said directly, "Is all the goods here? I need to inspect the goods."

"no problem!"

The bald person in charge did not refuse, but winked at the subordinates next to him.

Wearing a black vest, wearing earrings and nose studs, muscular, and wearing a big gold chain, the little brother full of heavy metal style, nimbly climbed onto the car, and drew out the dagger at his waist.

"Chila~"

The sharp dagger pierced through the cow's belly, making a big cut down.

Putting away the dagger, I reached in and fiddled with it. When I pulled it out again, there was a transparent plastic bag in my hand, which contained a white substance like flour.

"Our products are of first-class quality, and you can't find a second one in the whole of South America."

The bald person in charge handed over the goods, and did not forget to promote his own goods.

"You have the damn Hunter Academy here. If your products weren't of good quality, I wouldn't risk coming here to buy from you, would I?"

The fat cigar man threw the cigar on the ground in agitation, stepped on it with his feet and turned it twice to crush it.

He took a bag of "flour" from Baldhead, pierced the plastic bag with his little finger, then pulled out his little finger, put it in his mouth and sucked and licked it.

"Not bad, the purity is very..."

"Da da da."

Before the big fat cigar could finish his sentence, a burst of shots suddenly resounded throughout the Unfinished Manor.

The big fat man's head was opened from behind, and the bullet pierced through the head and brought up blood and brain matter, which sprayed the face of the bald person in charge next to him.

As the first short burst headshot killed the leader receiving the goods, more gunshots followed.

"Da da da da..."

The unique firing sound of the M16A4 rifle rang out one after another.

Hunter Academy has launched an attack!
Readers and militants who followed the car were caught off guard. Apart from the leader who was killed, several people were knocked down on the spot.

The militants in uniform did not run away in the face of the sneak attack.

Instead, retreat to the unfinished buildings on both sides as quickly as possible, and use the cement frame of the unfinished buildings as a shelter to avoid being attacked by the enemy again.

At the same time, it is also possible to use the wall as a cover to launch a counterattack in the direction of the gun line.

Find out the situation first, and then make a decision.

This is indeed the most sensible choice!

The reader next to the car was not so quick. Hearing the gunshots, he knew that the transaction had been leaked. His first thought was to drive away.

The beginning of the battle is often the most chaotic time, and there are reading dealers who are receiving the goods dragging along. As long as the legs are quick and flexible enough, the probability of escape is very high.

pity.

The attacking students had expected it.

"Wh-bang~"

A rifle grenade hit the box-type refrigerated truck precisely, the cab was blown to pieces, and the driver inside was killed on the spot.

The bald person in charge originally wanted to take the goods away, but the car was so blown up that it was impossible to start it again, and it was too late to unload the goods.

Angry and anxious, he cursed: "McFarke, it must be that damned Hunter Academy again."

"Boom~"

There was another explosion, and the flames shot into the sky.

The Toyota in front of the refrigerated truck was also hit by a grenade. The explosion also caused the fuel tank to explode. The two drug dealers who hadn't had time to run around were thrown more than ten meters away by the shock wave of the explosion.

When it fell to the ground like mud, it seemed that there was more air out than air in.

The bald person in charge was also knocked to the ground by the shock wave of the explosion behind the compartment of the truck.

The guts are completely frightened!
He got up from the ground in a state of embarrassment, and for the sake of his own life, he was here, and he no longer cared about the hundreds of kilograms of flour in the carriage.

"You guys stay and fight back, and block these damn bastards for me."

The bald-headed person in charge pointed at several drug dealers and yelled orders, opened the car door and got into the car, slammed the door and shouted to the driver: "Go, go, if you don't go, we will all die here."

The driver is also a fear of death, kicking the floor oil Toyota roaring wildly, driving backwards and sprinting out.

Blocked by the tall weeds and thorns, it quickly disappeared from sight.

Seeing that a reader was driving away, the student team did not forcefully chase him.

Instead, under the cover of various bombings by the Venezuelan commando's recoilless guns, individual portable mortars, and their own grenades, they launched an attack on the two unfinished buildings.

"I thought it was just a drill, but I didn't expect it to be played for real."

It was the first time for He Chenguang to participate in actual combat. He was completely shocked when he heard the sound of shells that hurt his ears and witnessed the blood spurting from the militants after being hit by bullets.

Nervous and excited.

There is also a trace of fear.

"It's different from what I thought. I didn't expect it to come true. However, this is also a good opportunity. Actual combat experience is very important to our troops. We must take good care of it. This is what we lack the most."

Majestic's mood is similar to that of He Chenguang, but he has a calmer personality and a longer-term thinking.

Knowing that what the Red Country lacks most is actual combat experience, the two of them, as the "elites" sent by the country to study, have the obligation and responsibility to make up for this deficiency and bring back rich actual combat experience to the country.

Actual combat is completely different from practice shooting. Many people are so nervous that their heart beats faster when they go to the battlefield for the first time, and they dare not shoot at all.

The main reason for this phenomenon lies in the inherent concepts that have been developed since childhood.

Sandmen are against the law!

This kind of awareness has been carved into everyone's bones after 20 years of cultivation from childhood to adulthood. As long as you think of sand people, you will be afraid and nervous.

Ordinary people are like this, and so are soldiers.

Soldiers who have not participated in actual combat feel the same about the sand people as ordinary people.

If He Chenguang hadn't received special training and hadn't participated in actual combat, even if the muzzle locked on the target, he wouldn't be able to stop the squad and shoot.

Fortunately, as early as the second month of professional training, Long Zhan designed "killing training" in a targeted manner.

Stabbed dozens of livestock to death with my own hands, and felt the hot blood bathing the whole body at close range, and the process of piercing the dagger into the flesh.

In addition, these people who knew they were going to be killed were heinous drug traffickers, so there was no moral pressure.

The students at this time have already been reborn, even those who have never been on the battlefield, they have a certain resistance to blood and killing.

Seeing that other students had rushed up, Zhuang Yan was no longer in ink.

"Go, let's go, cover each other, be careful."

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Yan jumped out from behind the hidden broken wall, holding a gun, and rushed forward with the large army, heading straight for the unfinished building on the left.

This unfinished building has a total of 5 floors, and there is only one staircase to go up.

There are a total of 6 students rushing to this building. They have to cooperate with each other and slowly clear up from the first floor until all the targets are killed.

Unfinished buildings are different from normal houses. In many places, there are only load-bearing column frames, and normal walls are not built.

This leads to any corner and corner, there may be enemies popping up and shooting, and the risk of fighting is higher than that of street fighting.

For most students who are new to the battlefield, such battles are full of challenges.

Fortunately, the drug dealers did not have heavy weapons. Although they had received relevant professional training, they were far inferior to the students of the Hunter Academy in terms of professionalism.

After all, they are real special forces soldiers, and they can't hide this fact if they haven't participated in actual combat.

The mentality may be a little immature, but the technology is absolutely fine.

Coupled with the cover of the Venezuelan commando, the helicopter also arrived at the battlefield at high speed from several kilometers away within a few minutes after the outbreak of the war.

As the on-site commander, Long Zhan will feedback the information collected through high-altitude vision to everyone in the student team in time through radio.

Let them have more intelligence to better complete this "training".

尤其是米-35M2武装直升机，自带23毫米双管机炮和两个19发火箭巢，底板拥有抵御12.7毫米武器的能力。

In this small-scale ground battle, it is the absolute king, unilaterally hanging.

As long as any armed forces dare to show their heads, the end to greet him is to be shot by aerial cannons, and even the surrounding walls will be beaten to pieces.

The armed forces of reading dealers were forcibly suppressed in the house, which gave the students a better space to play.

The students have the advantage of attacking, and have enough time to use the CQB technology they have learned to cooperate with each other to attack in an orderly manner.

Although the reader has received military training, he has not learned cqb teamwork.

In addition, as the attacked party, he is on the psychologically suppressed side, and his mind is full of thoughts of running for his life, and he does not want to die here.

This caused their attacks to be very chaotic, without any rhythmic coordination at all.

Seven and eight minutes later!
Under the flexible and ingenious cooperation of the students in groups of two or three, the armed forces of the students were vulnerable and were wiped out one by one.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the remaining dozen or so drug dealer militants changed from resisting to fleeing for their lives.

And they ran on their own, going east and west.

The trainees received the order to wipe out the enemy completely. Seeing that the enemy scattered and fled everywhere, they could only fight separately and pursue them separately.

Without the advantage of teamwork, the "strength" of the trainees and the drug traffickers and militants is getting closer.

In addition, during the crash of the enemy and the enemy, the person running has an inherent advantage and can choose where to hide, or stop and attack.

The chasing students became passive and needed to deal with the enemy's counterattack at any time.

Inevitably the wounded began to appear.

A fleeing enemy threw a grenade, and deliberately delayed it by a second or two. The chasing students saw the grenade react quickly enough, but they didn't have time to escape the killing range.

As a result, the student was directly knocked unconscious by the explosion of the grenade.

During the chase, a student stepped on the ground and fell through a hole in the floor on the third floor that was pierced by shells. He fell to the second floor and screamed in pain.

Shout out: "Med, where is the medic, I need help."

Even in the process of hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, Zhuang Yan was merciful and did not directly solve the problem.

As a result, during the fight between the two sides, the enemy used a broken steel bar picked up from the ground to pierce through the thigh and became a wounded person.

Fortunately, student No. 13 happened to be nearby, heard the solemn screams, and rushed over in time to wipe the enemy's neck to save the day.

There are 20 days left in the training camp, and the injuries of the trainees at this time are fatal.

If the injury can't support the continued training, then all the previous efforts will be in vain, and the end waiting for him can only be elimination.

The scream of solemn injury was not only the physical pain, but also the unwillingness in his heart.

It's cruel, maybe even unfair.

But this is Hunter Academy.

The only consolation the students can get is that the Hunter Academy will give a compensation of 3 US dollars, which is equivalent to recognizing the heroic combat of the students.

The students returned to China with this money, and they returned with honor.

Wounds are badges of honor!

All the students are well aware of this situation, but under normal circumstances, the students who come with the country's expectations don't care about the $3.

They prefer to persevere until they succeed, and finally return home with the honor of the Hunter Medal.

This is just normal.

Under the influence of some special factors, some students will think differently. In a specific situation, he cares more about money than honor.

Just like student No. 13 Jonny!
After notifying the medics of the medical team to come over and crawl the injured Zhuang Yan out on a stretcher for treatment, he blankly locked the pistol of the gangster on the ground.

Inspired by the solemn injury, Jonny thought of self-mutilation, pretending to be wounded in battle.

In this way, not only will he be able to return to China with honor and receive the 3 US dollars subsidy from the Hunter School, but he will also win honor for the country because he was injured in an anti-drug operation abroad after returning to China, and he will definitely receive an additional reward from the government.

In addition to the subsidy for attending the Hunter College, the daughter's first treatment fee will be covered.

For Jonny, who is extremely short of money and desperate to get money to support his daughter, he can get more than 10 US dollars just by picking up a gangster's pistol and shooting himself in the hand or foot.

This temptation is too great!

Although 10 US dollars plus my own capital is only enough for the first phase of my daughter's treatment, I still need to find a way to pay for the later treatment.

But without this first installment fee, he would lose his daughter very quickly, and there would be no later period at all.

Is it to take the money home and accompany her daughter for medical treatment?

Or for the honor of the country and the nobility of soldiers, give up the idea of ​​self-harm?
Facing the difficult choice between the country and the family, and the constant intertwining and collision of guilt and family affection, student No. 13 was in great torment.

In less than 10 seconds, his face was covered with dense sweat.

"Clap, clap, clap..."

Drops of sweat fell down the cheeks, and when they fell on the ground, they became countless petals. The balance in student No. 13 also began to tilt towards family affection.

His body kept bending down, and his right hand was getting closer and closer to the pistol.

finally……

Student No. 13 touched the pistol with his right hand, and the balance was completely tilted towards family affection.

For his daughter, he is willing to give everything.

The final decision in his heart has been made, and the soldier's behavior style makes him no longer waver, and he decides to shoot himself neatly.

But just as Johnny pointed the pistol at his thigh, the trigger was already pulled halfway.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps, getting closer and closer.

In order not to expose the truth of self-mutilation, resulting in nothing being obtained in the end, and having to bear the shame of a deserter, Jonny had to stop shooting.

The sound of footsteps can be heard within 10 seconds at most, and there is no enemy nearby. Even a fool who shoots at this time can see it.

"Damn it, why come at this time."

Johnny was very annoyed.

The person who came here angrily didn't come at any time, but he came at this time, which ruined his good deed, and his daughter's medical bills were nowhere in sight.

But the person who saw him running over turned out to be Lieutenant Lina, the medical team leader.

The fire in Johnny's heart dissipated in an instant.

He could be angry with anyone in the entire Hunter Academy, but Lina, who cared about the students like an angel, Jonny didn't dare to profane in the slightest.

Not only was she not annoyed at all, Lina interrupted his good business, and said with concern: "Lieutenant Ross, what are you doing here? The battle is not over yet, it's too dangerous, you should go back quickly."

"I just received a piece of good news. In order to tell you the news earlier, I think it is worth taking the risk."

Lina had a bright smile on her face, obviously in a very good mood.

"Good news? Is it about me?" Johnny asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's about you."

Lina nodded and said happily: "I just received a call from your wife, and someone has paid for your daughter's medical expenses.

And also hired the best doctor to do the most comprehensive examination for your daughter, so as to discuss the best and most effective treatment plan. "

"My God, is this true?"

Johnny was dazzled by this surprise, thinking he was dreaming, and slapped himself nervously, the pain on his face made him even more excited.

Can't wait to ask: "Who is that kind person? Do you have his contact information?
After I return from the training camp, I must personally visit and thank him, and I will do my best to thank him for his great kindness. "

"No, I haven't."

Lina shook her head, and said immediately, "However, your wife must know him. After you go back, it's not difficult to find him."

"exactly."

Jonny nodded hastily, thinking that his poor daughter was saved, and he no longer had to worry about medical expenses, sobbing with joy, he murmured to himself, "That's great, God bless, today is really my lucky day..."

"Today is indeed your lucky day and I am so happy for you and for your daughter."

Lina felt Jonny's true temperament, watched the scene of the hunk crying, and felt that although she violated the rules, she did the right thing.

at the same time.

Lina also had a little doubt in her heart, or it could be a woman's sixth sense.

She vaguely felt that this matter might have something to do with Long Zhan, otherwise Long Zhan would not have left suddenly that day, and the medical expenses would not have been paid so quickly.

As for whether her hunch was right or not, Lina was not sure at all.

After all, this thing is amazing!

(End of this chapter)