Ballistic Silence of Special Years

In a marine brigade training base on a peninsula in the south, the sound of gunshots and explosions was deafening.

Fatty Wei, who was already a non-commissioned officer in the first company of a reconnaissance battalion of a certain navy brigade, emerged from the bottom of the sea with an assault rifle in his hand.

There is a white beach in front, and there is a simple concrete building in the distance of the beach.

The buildings here are quite interesting, with bullet marks on the walls, black and white everywhere, exposed concrete on the outer walls, doors that look crooked, and some of them are densely packed with bullet holes.

Obviously, this is a typical CQB field.

Fatty Wei still hadn't taken off his diving goggles. He looked around cautiously, and then lightly pressed the call button twice.

Soon, in the surrounding sea area, heads emerged from the water in twos and threes. They were all members of the fully armed Marine Corps with black oil paint on their faces and closed scuba lungs on their bodies.

Fatty Wei led the first triangular battle formation, and went out to the beach for vigilance. After observing for a while, he raised his hand and made a tactical sign language.

The members of the three teams behind immediately went ashore, quickly took off their scuba on the shore, and then occupied favorable terrain to establish a line of defense.

Fatty Wei's team finally took off their diving gear, and the four teams approached the building complex from different directions very tacitly.

After arriving at the location, three three-person teams occupy the two ends of the doors of different buildings, and one three-person team is responsible for environmental security.

The blaster in the trio quickly installed the C4 on the door, then went back to his LinkedIn teammate, patted him on the shoulder, and the teammate raised his hand and made a sign language to the teammate on the opposite side to blast.

Several people leaned against the wall and bowed their heads.

The Demoman presses the detonator.

boom--

The door flew back.

The three-person team quickly broke in and fired at various targets in the house.

At the same time, the security team outside the house also discovered the pop-up gangster target.

Several members of the group raised their guns and entered the dormitory at the same time.

After a few short shots, the target fell down.

"Safety!"

"Safety!"

"completely!"

The team in the house quickly checked and cleared the threats in every corner of the room, and then reported to the tactical team leader.

After completing the clearing, the team left the house, spread out again in battle formation, and began to clear the enemies in the next building.

On the hillside in the distance, Zhang Jian held a stopwatch and looked at the performance of everyone in the CQB field below the hillside. He glanced at the time on the surface out of the corner of his eye, and then frowned.

Twelve minutes later, the tactical unit finished clearing the building, Fatty Wei raised his hand and shouted.

"Report! Finish the cleanup!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and began to inspect the guns one after another.

Zhang Jian walked down the hillside, entered the venue, and walked in front of Fatty Wei.

After everyone checked the guns, he issued the password.

"Assemble, look to the right, move forward—look, take a break, stand at attention."

After everyone completed the actions according to the password, Zhang Jian said with a poker face: "Tell me!"

Snapped--

Everyone stood at attention again.

"Take a break!"

Zhang Jian glanced at Fatty Wei.

"Wei Guoxing, come out!"

"Yes!"

Fatty Wei took a step forward and snapped out.

"For this exercise, you are the leader of the vanguard team. Tell me what's wrong with you?"

"I?"

Fatty Wei was a little surprised.

"what is the problem?"

Then he said, "I think it's okay."

"Wei Guoxing!" Zhang Jian said with a stone-like face: "Be serious! Counting your previous service in the Army Special Warfare Brigade, you are also a veteran. The Tiger Brigade didn't teach you how to answer your superiors. Question?"

The flesh on Fatty Wei's face suddenly collapsed.

"Report to the platoon leader, I think there is no problem!"

Zhang Jian said coldly: "Is there really no problem?"

This question really made Wei Fatty wrong.

"……is that OK……"

He was starting to feel less sure.

Zhang Jian said, "Come, come, come here."

Fatty Wei walked up to Zhang Jian, Zhang Jian took his arm and pulled Fatty Wei to a clump of grass.

Then point to the grass.

"what is this?"

"Grass!"

"See it clearly!"

"..."

Fatty Wei took a closer look.

Looking at it, I can see the clue.

There is a plastic model hidden in the grass, which is a model of a camera.

He was slightly shocked in his heart, and secretly called out: "It's a dick..."

Zhang Jian said: "You are the vanguard team, and that's how you lead the reconnaissance?"

Fatty Wei couldn't refute anymore, so he could only stand upright and be criticized.

Zhang Jian said: "If this is a battlefield, this camera is a sharp weapon for monitoring the beach. If you don't find it, you don't go around it and take a blind spot to destroy it, the enemy in the building will see you in the surveillance system, you It's running naked under the noses of others!"

He pointed to the buildings ahead.

"Do you think you have a chance to get close to those buildings in the real battlefield? You have been turned into a hornet's nest by the machine guns on the roof!"

Fatty Wei still couldn't refute.

A mistake is a mistake, and you have to stand at attention when you fight.

Zhang Jian continued to criticize: "As the leader of the vanguard team, you have this level of reconnaissance and observation?!"

Fatty Wei's face twitched twice.

Zhang Jian felt that it was almost done, and turned to another player.

"Fang Chengbo, come out!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Jian said, "Come here!"

Then lead the person to a building.

"What is the principle of breaking into buildings?" he asked.

Fang Chengbo replied: "Suddenness, aggressiveness, and speed!"

Zhang Jian said: "Just now I gave you a time limit, do you know how long it took your team to break into this building?"

Fang Chengbo shook his head.

"Report to the platoon leader, I don't know!"

"From the time the door was blown open to the time you broke into the room, you stayed at the door for a full 2.6 seconds!!" Zhang Jian yelled at Fang Chengbo: "Are you expecting labor?!"

Fang Chengbo's face was burning hot, and he replied in a low voice: "Report, because the explosion was a bit powerful..."

"Big?" Zhang Jian continued to roar: "You have to wait for the power? Then why don't you wait until the smoke clears before going in? The human reaction time is 0.5 seconds to 1 second, and the explosion makes the opponent's delay only 2 seconds About two seconds before you ran in, what was waiting for you and your team members? It was the muzzle!"

After training Fang Chengbo, Zhang Jian returned to the front of the queue and pointed at another player.

"You, Qiang Yong! Come out!"

"Yes!"

Another player came out.

"Come and see..."

For a 12-member team, Zhang Jian ordered nearly half of them to come out, and everyone could pick out some problems.

Arrived, he reassembled the team.

Standing in front of the team, Zhang Jian said loudly: "A sneak attack training, you messed it up! Half of the more than ten people have mistakes and irregularities in tactics and movements. Remember, this is just training, but Practice for war, don’t concentrate in normal times, and die in wartime! It’s all there!”

He pointed, thinking only of the distance.

"Back all the equipment, go back and forth to Changlong Bay twice, and I will give you 30 minutes! Continue to add another trip over time!"

All the team members hurried to get their gear, put on their diving gear, and then, following Zhang Jian's order, they started to run quickly along the beach...

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Fatty Wei, Li Zheng, Zhang Jian, and Hou Jun are gathering again!

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