Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Jason and Hughes have been monitoring Li Zheng's actions for the past few days.

Every day, a sentry will be sent to the observation deck of a high tower more than seven meters high to set up a long, high-powered telescope and look at the Army Special Forces training camp.

For surveillance, eagle sauce is a traditional craft.

Jason also made a rule, requiring the sentry to record the previous monitoring situation in the duty record book every time the guard changes.

The main content is also very simple, at what time and what time on a certain day of the month, what kind of training is being carried out by the soldiers in the army training camp, how much time it takes, and how.

It is also stipulated that special circumstances must be reported immediately, and there is no need to wait for the change of guard to record.

In the past three days, apart from strengthening the physical training of the anti-terrorism unit, Jason and his partner Hughes spent most of their time on the shooting range.

For the rich and powerful Eagle Sauce Delta, marksmanship is definitely fed by bullets. If you want to be accurate, you need to shoot more and practice more. Don't worry about other things.

For the black members of the anti-terrorist unit, Jason felt that the biggest flaw was marksmanship.

As for other assault tactics, rescue tactics, rescue tactics, etc., it will be done in the next two months.

He was curious about how the PLA trains soldiers, so he has been sending people to peep.

Know thyself, ever-victorious.

Even Eagle Sauce understands this truth.

However, after three days passed, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't checked the lookout post's log book these days.

I don't know what training Li Zheng and his partner have been carrying out these days.

"Saba!"

He called Saba, the captain of the anti-terrorist unit.

"SIR, what's the matter?" Saba appeared soon.

"Why haven't I seen any reports from the lookout post in the past few days?" Jason was a little surprised: "Is there no record?"

Saba said: "I didn't ask about this matter, but didn't you order that there be special circumstances to report to you immediately? I think there are no special circumstances, they just don't report."

"Damn! Impossible!" Jason said, "It's been three days, how could they not have started training? You slackers must be slacking off, there is no record, right!?"

Saba hurriedly swore: "No, sir, I promise that my team members will not be lazy, and they will strictly follow your orders."

Jason thought for a while, and said to Saba: "Bring me the duty record book, I want to see what they have recorded these days, don't let me find you lazy, or I will let you go to the training ground Life is better than death."

Saba left for the lookout post, and returned shortly thereafter with a notebook in hand.

"Sir, here is the watch board you asked for."

Jason quickly reached out and snatched it, flipping it open to read.

When he saw it, he was suddenly dumbfounded.

The above is the duty log recorded in the W language. Although he knows a few foreign languages, he just doesn't understand the local dialect here...

"SHIT!"

He cursed and handed the notebook back.

"You translate for me and read to me."

The situation was the same as that of the Army Special Operations Company. Many of the anti-terrorist team members here did not understand English, and most of them communicated in the local dialect. Therefore, this was the most annoying thing for Jason and Hughes during the training.

Many military terms and orders can only be understood after being translated by Saba, which makes the execution of training feel more difficult, and it feels like half the effort is half the effort.

In terms of training, Jason and Hughes have a lot of ideas, but in terms of language, they are at a loss.

Saba took the notebook, then opened it and read it seriously from the first page...

"At 6 o'clock in the morning on a certain day of the month, the company gathered and ran around the training ground, 10 laps..."

"At 8:[-] in the morning of a certain day and month, gather... for cleaning..."

"At 11:40 noon on a certain day of the month, the cleaning is over, and we have dinner..."

"At 12:[-] noon on a certain day, the company personnel gathered and entered the barracks. The situation is unknown..."

"At 2 o'clock in the afternoon on a certain day and month, the whole company will gather and clean up..."

……

"At 8:[-] in the morning on a certain day, Quanlian gathered and went out to the nearby woods to cut down trees..."

"At 12:[-] noon on a certain day and month, we gathered and entered the barracks. The situation is unknown..."

"At 2 o'clock in the afternoon on a certain day in a certain month, the whole company gathered and started construction in the camp..."

"and many more!"

Jason interrupts Saba.

"Are you sure this log is real?"

Saba nodded: "Sir, I believe your order is absolutely 100% executed."

Jason grabbed the duty record book and flipped through it in his hand, but he still couldn't read the words on it.

He turned to Hughes at the side, and waved vigorously with the log in his hand: "After three days, they were either sanitation or construction in the camp? I heard that right! Could it be that those Chinese flew tens of thousands of kilometers, just Come here to help with infrastructure and sanitation?!"

Hughes didn't think about it either, so he could only express his helplessness in a signature way.

Jason thought for a while, he got up and walked towards the watchtower, then climbed up the seven-meter-high wooden watchtower himself, and drove away the soldier who was sitting in front of the camera and meticulously monitoring the army's special operations training base. Sitting in front of the eyepiece, and leaning over...

Slowly, his brows began to wrinkle and finally knit together.

After more than ten minutes, he took his eyes off the binoculars, turned his head and said to Hughes suspiciously, "Oh! I think I'm hallucinating."

Hughes asked, "What did you see?"

Jason thought for a while, that expression seemed to be looking for an appropriate adjective to describe what he saw.

Finally he said: "FK, they are really repairing the camp, can you believe it?"

Hughes couldn't help but stepped forward and leaned over to take a look.

I saw that in the field of vision of the high-powered telescope, the army camp less than three kilometers away was busy.

but……

They are not training.

I saw that Li Zheng and Tong Zhi commanded the officers and soldiers of the whole company to build something that looked like a tactical field in the camp. The whole camp was like a construction site. transporting gravel...

"Damn it!"

Even Hughes was dumbfounded.

"They seem to..."

While talking, Hughes slowly moved the camera.

Suddenly, he made a new discovery.

In one corner of the camp, a compartment area was actually built with wooden boards.

What is a cubicle area?
It is the simplest venue for training CQB. Usually, wooden boards are used to build building components such as rooms, alleys, corridors, windows, doors, etc., and then wooden boards are used to make walkways above the compartments.

During training, the instructor walks back and forth on the wooden boards staring at the compartment. Members of the assault team and the offensive team can break in from the outside to implement the entire attack plan, and every move is monitored by the instructor overhead. Among them, I will accept comments after I finish the work.

"They seem to have built a CQB field..."

"FK! Three days!? Impossible!"

Jason swears again.

Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a monthly pass!
Twenty or thirty monthly tickets are still needed to climb to the seventh place in the military classification monthly ticket list.

The time is now 04:30 in the morning, and I will be on a business trip tomorrow morning, so the code words will be released automatically overnight, and I will continue to write when I arrive, there should be more than three shifts.

For the sake of being so positive, give me a monthly pass.