Mantra

Chapter 208 The Scout Said
In China, scouts are easily misunderstood by the public, and are even easily confused with seemingly "similar" concepts such as special forces and sharp-edged soldiers.But in fact, for professionals, these are three completely different arms.

There are connections and intersections between them, but more of them are differences and differences.

Wang Hou has explained to me vividly more than once that if the army is regarded as a whole "person", then the scouts are the eyes of this person, and they are used to spy and collect information on the battlefield.The special soldier is this person's dagger, which is used to paralyze the enemy's head.The sharp knife soldiers are similar to the work of "armor-piercing swords". They are mainly responsible for disarming the enemy's arms and armor, pulling out the enemy's fangs, and cooperating with the continuous attack of large troops.

When Wang Hou was in the army, he was a tactical reconnaissance platoon leader. He was mainly responsible for technical reconnaissance and fire reconnaissance.

Because of this, he has the unique skills and abilities of scouts.

Wang Hou also said that the most important task of the scouts is similar to the ancient "ninjas". They must do everything possible to survive the artillery fire on the battlefield and run back, because only by surviving can they gain insight into the situation and send information by running back.

But unfortunately, things like "eyes" are often two-way. When you see others, others are also looking at you. When you are searching for information, others are also searching for you.

Therefore, any scout has to face a problem, that is, on the line of fire, the enemy will try every means to find you out of the ground, capture you, interrogate you, and hope to use you to conduct "reverse" reconnaissance, and then find out the opponent goals and decisions.

Once the scouts are captured, they have no military "value" at all, and their only task is to "keep their mouths shut."

Protecting one's own intelligence means protecting one's comrades-in-arms and the country in disguise.

In order to accomplish this task, scouts must master one of the most "special" skills, which is much inferior to special forces and sharp-edged soldiers, that is, in complex situations, they must be able to withstand high-intensity baking and interrogation, and ensure that In the battlefield environment, do not betray your comrades.

Because of this, Wang Hou has received high-intensity "baking and beating training". This kind of dark training allows him to be beaten for two to four hours without calling out a single person without the enemy using any drugs. Pain word.

Thanks to the training similar to the golden bell cover, Wang Hou's ability to resist attacks is top-notch. Although the bald dragon's attack is fierce, to Wang Hou, it can only be regarded as a mosquito bite.

The bald dragon who hit the nail was extremely embarrassed and sad. He clutched his crotch, bared, and lost his provocative aura before, rolling around on the ground like a big maggot.

Bald Dragon's failure surprised and embarrassed the Great Sage of the Western Paradise, but he was the leader after all, so he restrained his expression at that time, and instead showed a strange smile on his face.

His smile made me detect a hint of conspiracy.

Sure enough, at this moment, the Great Sage of the Western Paradise suddenly clasped his hands together and said to the bald dragon, "God Buddha has bestowed upon you boundless power. Get up! My warrior."

At the moment when the Great Sage of the Western Paradise spoke, Tulong suddenly remembered something. He crawled on the ground motionless, but put his hand into his crotch.

The sharp-eyed Hongye looked at the "small movements" of the bald dragon, and immediately said to me: "I guess I'm spraying myself with medicine. Tell Wang Hou to be more careful."

As soon as I was obedient, I suddenly realized, and immediately shouted at Wang Hou: "Wang Hou is careful, this bald dragon is cheating!"

Wang Hou nodded, holding his breath even more, watching Bald Dragon's every move.

When the bald dragon pulled his hand out of his crotch, he suddenly stopped screaming. Instead, he arched his back, and with a cheap smile on his face, he stood up excitedly and roared at the king: "Grandpa has the power of God!" Bodyguard, how many times you hit me, I can stand up!"

While speaking, the bald dragon stepped forward with both feet, strided forward, and jumped in front of Wang Hou again. His hands were scratching like apes, and his feet were like donkey hooves. It hit Wang Hou's arm, left shoulder and calf.

But Wang Hou was also from a family of practitioners, although he was punched, he didn't mess up his position. Relying on his excellent fighting ability and hand-handling skills, he didn't move at all, like a mainstay.

After three blows, Tulong slowed down, and Wang Hou took advantage of the momentum and suddenly stretched out two big hands, grabbing Tulong's neck and crotch at the same time.

If Wang Hou doesn't make a move, it will be pungent and vicious. The most amazing thing is that his body has accumulated enough strength during the bowing and animal strength just now, and his tense muscles exploded violently, astonishingly fast like a flattened spring!

The two hands immediately turned into two beams of white light, piercing through them.

When we saw Wang Hou's hands clearly again, he had already grasped Bald Dragon's neck and crotch in his hands, and he was about to shatter this guy from head to toe, making his eggs hurt all over the place.

Because the scene was too "bloody", most people turned away and couldn't bear to watch.

At this moment, a scream crossed the sky.

But to my surprise, the voice was not from Bald Dragon, but from Wang Hou.

Surprised, I hurriedly turned around and watched the scene of drastic change.

At this moment, Wang Hou had already let go of Bald Dragon. He was four or five meters away from his legs, holding a dagger firmly in his hand. On his left and right hands, there were two deep blood marks on each.

Looking at the outer bald dragon, I just understood what happened just now.

At this moment, there are two more "knuckle tigers" in the hands of the bald dragon. The knuckles are in a semicircle shape, with sharpened tips, and they are stained with Wang Hou's blood.

Immediately, I understood.

When Wang Hou was about to crush his neck, this sinister guy took out a weapon from his body, and used it to cut Wang Hou's arm, and escaped.

"Stop!" I shouted unconvinced: "You guys are cheating! Backstabbing and hurting people, what kind of heroes are you!"

"Hehe!" The Great Sage of the Western Heaven said with a smile, "You didn't say that you are not allowed to use weapons, right? How can it be considered cheating?! It's just a trick at most!"

What the Great Sage of the Western Paradise said made me angry, but Wang Hou didn't care. He even waved at me and said, "Old Tian, ​​it's okay! I can continue."

I looked up at my watch, and immediately stopped me: "No need! Wang Hou, let's admit defeat, there is no need to be as knowledgeable as them!"

"Admit defeat?!" Wang Hou said unconvinced: "How can you admit defeat?!"

"What a brain!" As I spoke, I immediately ran to Wang Hou's side, put it on his ear, and told him the reason for surrendering.

(End of this chapter)