The Infernal Affairs of Hong Kong

Chapter 391 Sniper Training (please subscribe for monthly pass)
It was really difficult for Zhou Yu to calm down after sending the Baile people away.

Too bold!
It's okay to embezzle some money, but reselling arms
Forget it, money tends to leave traces, and every sum of money must have a destination.

However, whether the ammunition is reported to be damaged or the daily consumption is greater, there can always be a justifiable argument.

First-line special forces, what's wrong with training hard?
Is it wrong to increase the amount of training?
One person fired 30 more rounds a day, and a team had 3000 rounds.

In a month, nearly [-] rounds of ammunition can be extra.

Guns are worn out, scrapped, and spare parts are consumed, these are all valid reasons.

Hand grenades and the like are even easier. You can deduct hundreds of them if you throw them casually, and distribute them to the heads of the people.

Theoretically, as long as the quantity is not too large, there is no need to look for reasons such as being stolen during the handover.

Just four words, daily consumption.

All records are categorized by Zhou Yu. As long as Zhou Yu has no opinion, no one will have any opinion.

When it comes to financial reporting, there is not much money.

Don't look at the quantity, how much is the bullet.

If it comes from the factory, one or two yuan is not bad.

But there are more than just places like selling it to the black market.

As far as Zhou Yu knows, for example, a high-performance pistol can be smuggled to Wanwan for NT$10, and a submachine gun for the military and police can be sold for NT$40.

Of course, there are also cheap ones, local Xiangjiang, garbage produced by underground military factories, the black market price can be bought for a few thousand, and you will get a full magazine.

The arms business has always been huge profits!

Zhou Yu really didn't expect to get involved here.

Old Gao, have you thought about it?During the three-month vacation, I ended up in a big hole.

It is estimated that Lao Gao knows that he can die of depression, but he hasn't figured out how to tell Lao Gao about this matter.

The implications are too great.

Returning to the event itself, there are many problems.

First, there must be no way to check. Since the Bai Le people said not to let him interfere in it, it is not appropriate for him to go to the warehouse.

Second, even if there is evidence of something missing, the Bai Le people can ignore it. The deputy director is simply a mountain, which is difficult to cross.

Third, if this incident is exposed, will anyone think that the guns and ammunition in the black market in Xiangjiang are all from the Flying Tigers?
Public opinion must not be scolded.

Selling guns and ammunition to terrorists, and then sending the Flying Tigers to kill people and recover them, this is really fishing for law enforcement.

The ghost is too unscrupulous.

"Seek Your Own Bliss"

Zhou Yu thought of this sentence again, it really fits the occasion.

He is not in a hurry now, mainly because he just went to work today, even if this matter is exposed today, it has nothing to do with him, anyway, he did not steal it.

But after a long time, this is not necessarily the case, who knows if he has participated.

But now to report, is there any evidence?

No, the warehouse can't even get in, even if the superintendent can't suppress it, the deputy director will suppress it casually.

Then he was suppressed, even Lao Gao was suppressed.

So, it is absolutely true to ask for blessings.

The previous one was still very smart.

Can see clearly, but can't do anything.

Don't worry, think again, there is still time.

But I am still angry and want to vent. In SDU, the best way to vent here is to shoot a gun.

Zhou Yu walked back to the table, picked up the phone and called Su Wenqiang: "Ah Qiang, is the team back?"

"It's almost here, maybe a few minutes."

"Oh, I see."

Looking at the time, it's time for dinner, let's go to eat first, if they come, they should also go to eat.

Clerical positions such as the monitoring team and the telephone team cannot leave their posts. The meals are packaged and delivered by the administrative team, which is quite difficult.

Go downstairs and into the cafeteria.

The restaurant is not big. Even if all the staff are at home, the number of people who usually dine is only about 40 people, and a few large tables are enough.

Zhou Yu picked a few dishes, took a drink, and found a place to eat at random.

In just 5 minutes, a group of people came in laughing and joking.

Then he looked serious.

"sir."

"sir."

"sir."

It's like seeing the dean.

Zhou Yu waved his hand, ate his meal by himself, took two bites, and simply called it a day.

It wasn't until Wang Dong and Zhan Hantao came in later that several people greeted each other.

First, Wang Dong greeted them briefly. The two of them were not familiar with each other, so they nodded their heads.

However, Wang Dong gave Zhou Yu a different feeling. This man had a strong physique and well-developed muscles. With a height of 1.8 meters, he seemed to be the kind of person with fierce skills and a strong personality.

The team brought out by such people will not be weak, and the director of the action team is not wrong.

"Sir Zhou, I didn't expect to meet you here." Zhan Hantao smiled, he was still very surprised.

"What? I'm not welcome?" Zhou Yu joked with a smile.

Zhan Hantao smiled: "Of course you are welcome. With you joining, I think our Flying Tigers can expand their business. From today onwards, solving crimes is also our Feihu's strong point."

This can really talk, and there is no trace of holding it.

Zhou Yu chuckled softly: "Is it necessary to go out to investigate to solve the case? I think you want to give your subordinates a holiday. That's not okay. The training is full, or you will think that I, a logistics worker, will deduct your food expenses. .”

"Haha, eat."

Zhou Yu took the dinner plate back to the recycling place, turned around and came to their table again and asked, "Sir Zhan, I want to borrow someone from you, and I want Zhuo Yuan to teach me how to shoot a gun. Is it convenient for you?"

"I can't see that you are also interested in sniping? No problem, Zhuo Yuan, you can train with Sir Zhou in the afternoon."

Zhan Hantao readily agreed, and he was also a little curious.

Half of the SDU team will train for the sniper position, but this position requires talent.

Patience is a level that many people can't get through. I don't know how far Zhou Yu can do it?

"Okay, boss, Sir Zhou, I'll wait for you, 3 minutes." Zhuang Zhuoyuan began to speed up his meal after speaking.

Zhou Yu looked at it and wanted to laugh: "Don't worry, I'm alone."

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Zhuang Zhuoyuan chewed his rice, no one in this line of work is good at stuffing rice.

range.

Zhuang Zhuoyuan taught Zhou Yu how to use the sniper rifle.

Although Zhou Yu has learned it and used it once, that is, he fired a gun in Thailand, but he still learns it very seriously.

The instructors of the police academy and the masters of the Flying Tigers are still incomparable. Although they use the .[-] very well, they probably haven't touched the sniper rifle a few times.

There are several types of sniper rifles currently used by the Flying Tigers, and there are two newly upgraded ones.

SR-25 sniper rifle.

SIG SSG 3000 sniper rifle.

Zhou Yu took the SR-25, and Zhuang Zhuoyuan only gave him one task other than asking him to fire a shot to try his hand.

observe.

Facing the scope, observe the targets that may appear in the distance at any time, and record their characteristics.

Zhuang Zhuoyuan sat cross-legged on the side, looked at Zhou Yu who was lying on the ground with his legs spread, and said: "For a sniper, shooting is only the last step in completing the mission. The most important thing is actually how to keep his focus. What do you think is the reason?"

Zhou Yu looked at the world in the scope, and replied without moving: "Because of the unknown, the meaning of the mission is that we don't know when the target will appear."

"Bingo." Zhuang Zhuoyuan turned his back to Zhou Yu, and smirked: "Sir Zhou, I just saw that you have finished all the drinks on your plate, is it good?"

"Not bad." Zhou Yu replied casually.

"Ah."

Zhuang Zhuoyuan nodded in satisfaction and didn't say anything else, just looking forward to something.

3 hours passed.

On the wilderness, Zhou Yu chewed slowly with a root of grass in his mouth. His eyes felt a little sour. Without training in this area, it was really not easy to stare in one direction for a long time.

Because you can't be distracted.

And this is the most important thing.

Zhou Yu knows why Zhuang Zhuoyuan asked that question just now.
Damn, I want to pee, my bladder is tight.

Milk tea is diuretic, he even drank two cups, it was so difficult.

As a sniper, Zhuang Zhuoyuan has excellent eyesight and observation skills. He looked at Zhou Yu's slightly twisted buttocks, and said with a light smile, "Hold it, if you can't hold it back, pee in your pants."

There was a black line on Zhou Yu's forehead, and he wanted to slap this bastard to death. He was rash, and he shouldn't be called.

Why didn't you think of calling Zhan Hantao?
The senior inspector must want to save face, but this kid is very naughty.

Use force where it should be, calm down, and continue to look at the camera.

From the point of view of venting, sniping must not be a good choice.

But he thought about it, he couldn't choose a pistol, let alone a submachine gun.

When I met the Bai Le people today, I played for a long time, and in the end we obviously had a good conversation. If the contestant shoots a submachine gun, then this signal will hardly make people think about it.

If the Bai Le people knew, would they think he was duplicity?
So he thought of sniping. Anyway, it's all about practice, so let's practice meditation.

Only when you calm down can you think of a better way.

Another hour passed.

Zhuang Zhuoyuan looked in admiration, the first time he practiced, he was able to lie down for so long holding his urine, this bladder is not bad.

It's just that the floating of this butt is bigger, hehe smiled.

He didn't really want to pee Zhou Yu's pants, so what's the matter with him?
So he pulls a controller out of his pocket and presses it lightly with his finger.

At 800 meters, a short white target jumped up in the grass, covered by dense grass, with the breeze blowing slowly, showing a little face.

boom!
The sound of the sniper rifle spraying sounded, and the bullets passed through the grass and hit the bull's-eye like arrows leaving the string!
"Has the task been completed?" Zhou Yu asked through gritted teeth.

"The task is complete, let's call it a day." Zhuang Zhuoyuan smiled happily.

"Sigh~"

Zhou Yu didn't have time to look at him, so he got up on his own, took two small steps, and untied his belt.

shh~
The rushing water irrigates the fields.

Comfortable.

The vast world has a lot to do.

At the moment of urinating, all the troubles were blown away by the passing breeze, and his expression was clear.

He thought, maybe it would be good to find an excuse to get out.

Not in the Flying Tigers, people are outside, not to disturb the eyes of the ghosts, but also to buy time for myself.

By the way
Let's crack the case again.

(End of this chapter)