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Chapter 441 Old drama bone, Zhao Dehan eats noodles

After firing one shot, Fang Jing continued to keep his posture still, breathing slowly, trying not to shake the gun body.

With his height of 1.8 meters 1.6, he is not suitable to be a sniper in the real army. Good snipers are actually not tall, most of them are between 1.7 meters [-] and [-] meters [-].

Being tall is inconvenient to hide, easy to expose, and is a living target on the battlefield.

It's just that they are making a movie, and many things must be filmed, and they can't really find a sniper to act in it.

The sun slowly climbed up, and it was noon in a blink of an eye. Fang Jing lay motionless for several hours, his forehead covered with sweat, and his ears were numb from Jiang Luxia's machine gun.

"stand up!"

"gather!"

As soon as Fang Jing gave the order, before Fang Jing's brain could react, his body naturally got up quickly and ran to the center of the abandoned factory to gather.

"Today is the last morning of training, your director is picking up people outside, everyone, turn back!"

Caught off guard, the two months of hard training ended like this, and everyone was taken aback.

Although the instructor is very strict, I still feel a little bit reluctant when it comes to parting. The other party is the Jiaolong Commando, the real special forces, and they will not have the chance to meet again in the future.

"What are you looking at, let's go! Fang Jing... make me look handsome when acting."

"And me, Zhang Yi, don't tarnish my image."

Fang Jing was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who taught him how to shoot a sniper every day but didn't even know his name, he was actually the prototype of him?
The script of Operation Red Sea is not fabricated out of thin air. The script was given by the Navy. Lin Chaoxian adapted it and took shape. The prototype is the real story of the Yemeni evacuation.

Back then, the Jiaolong commando ran thousands of miles to rescue people in the hail of bullets and protect the safe retreat of overseas Chinese.

The instructor had talked about the cruelty back then, and Fang Jing also asked if he knew the sniper he played, and if it was as awesome as in the script, the instructor smiled and said nothing.

Standing at attention, take a rest, Fang Jing looked at the two of them respectfully, raised his hands in salute, and the other six did the same, these people are heroes, a military salute is enough, everything is said in words.

Turn your head and step away.

At the door, Lin Chaoxian had been waiting in the minibus for a long time wearing a hat. He watched the people who came out and said with a smile, "That's right, I haven't seen you for two months, it really has changed a lot. It looks so different."

Before Fang Jing asked him how to fully integrate into the role of a soldier, his answer was that some roles cannot be imagined by imagination, and only by breaking himself can he enter another body.

Only then did the life-threatening training every day, if the body did not change in appearance, it would be hard for me to believe in this role.

No one answered Lin Chaoxian's words, got in the car, sat upright, nothing but silence.

"Very well, it seems that it exceeded my expectations. Originally, I wanted you to rest for two days, but now it seems unnecessary. Let's strike while the iron is hot and start working tomorrow."

Taking advantage of their military temperament, Lin Chaoxian didn't let a few of them rest. This was because they were too deeply involved in the drama, and once they quit, they would find it very easy to regain their status.

The next day, in a small town in North Africa, more than 1000 workers started setting the scene, buried props and mines, buried explosives, restored tanks, and heavy machine guns, and requisitioned most of the city.

The total number of crew members is nearly 4000, and there are as many as [-] ensemble performers, most of whom are foreigners, and many of them are guest stars of local soldiers.

After more than three hours of busy work, the crew started filming.

"boom!"

There was a deafening explosion, accompanied by the sound of machine guns. Four or five tanks entered the arena. Sitting in the car in a camouflage pattern, Fang Jing had a grim expression on his face. He glanced outside and subconsciously clenched his sniper rifle.

The instructor said that everyone is afraid of the real battlefield. It is not a normal person not to be afraid of bullets and bullets. But military orders are like mountains.

At this moment, he seemed to feel such a heavy meaning.

"Give a close-up of Fang Jing's face and hands." Lin Chaoxian said to the camera while looking at the screen on the monitor in the director's studio.

"Gu Shun, Li Dong, occupy the commanding heights!"

"The first team comes with me to rescue people, the second team stays behind the convoy, and the smoke bombs are on!"

Get off the car, rush to the room on the street, run to the fourth floor at the fastest speed, and use the wire rope to reach the top of the tall building opposite.

They weren't idle while the crew was on set, and it was all rehearsed seven or eight times.The middle of the streets on both sides is 20 meters high. If you miss it, you will be disabled. No one dares to be careless.

……

Overseas, the filming of Operation Red Sea is in full swing, and the names of the people in China have also begun to be broadcast on CCTV and iQi Video without any prior publicity.

Actors who are all national prefixes are the best publicity. A nanny who buys vegetables is a national first-class actor. What else do you want?

The first episode begins. At night, in a community, the anti-corruption officers played by Yu Xiaowei arrest the corrupt official Zhao Dehan. Zhao Dehan sends his wife and children downstairs while the anti-corruption bureau enters the house.

"I'm going, this is a corrupt official? Does Hou Liangping have any misunderstandings about corrupt officials?"

"Nimma, if this is a corrupt official, I'll broadcast live to wash my hair."

"Everything has a reversal. I don't think this Hou Liangping is a good person."

Looking at Zhao Dehan, who is completely destitute, eating a bowl of noodles with fried sauce, the netizen's bullet screens are flying, and no one who looks at him will think he is a corrupt official.

"Your power is all about serving the people, and you, a comrade, have improved your thinking."

Hearing Zhao Dehan's words, Hou Liangping smiled, turned to his colleagues and said, "Did you hear that? You can't be willful if you have the right, but you can seek personal gain, right, Director Zhao?"

"In this position, there are many people who are jealous of me. Everyone, why don't you sit down and eat something?"

One sentence per person, Hou Liangping and Zhao Dehan chatted happily, from work to family and children, those who didn't know thought they were friends.

Eating noodles with fried sauce and watching Hou Liangping's colleague turn over his house, Zhao Dehan was right.

"Director Hou, I found the passbook in the bookcase."

Hearing this, Zhao Dehan paused while eating noodles, and looked up.

While peeling the garlic, Hou Liang didn't turn his head back, "How much?"

"It adds up to 12 yuan."

"Euros or dollars?"

"RMB!"

"Director Hou, it's not like I can't even have this deposit, right?" Zhao Dehan was calm and honest like a banker.

In fact, he was born as a farmer. He came out of hardships since he was a child, and it is not easy to be able to sit where he is today.

"No, no, it's not as much as me."

His expression remained the same, as if everything was expected, Hou Liangping continued to help Zhao Dehan peel the garlic, and the garlic was ready for noodles, which is a good dish.

Seeing this, netizens basically have their own guesses.

"I just said, he is not a corrupt official, there should be other secrets in it."

"If this person is not a corrupt official, I will write his name upside down. Haven't you seen Hou Liangping peeling garlic? This should have a meaning."

"There is a saying in the play that if there is a shotgun hanging in the opening room, the gun will definitely go off in the end. This is a metaphor for Zhao Dehan pretending to be garlic."

"Hasn't it been a day or two since Hou Liangping checked him, are you not sure that he will come to your door?"

(End of this chapter)