Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Chapter 32 Do You Think I'm Rambo?

In the end, it was this beautiful era that saved Du Weiguo from social death.

Female comrades are still relatively shy and shy, and no one takes the initiative to ask for contact information, take the initiative to add WeChat, QQ, etc.

Ha ha
Xiao Du also hurriedly joined the crowd of colleagues in the security department, and the pseudo-invisibility technique was activated.

At 5:45, the workers basically dispersed. Colleagues from the night shift came to replace their shifts one after another. Section Chief Hao also came over. It seemed that he was a little sleepy and not energetic.

"Section Chief, didn't you rest well?"

"As I get older, I fall asleep slowly, wake up with difficulty, and can't stay up late."

"Director Hao, I will work the night shift with Director Wang for half a month next month, and then I will work on the night shift for another half month."

"That's a good relationship! Is it possible for you to work night shifts for a month?"

"It's definitely okay. If there is any urgent matter and I can't handle it, I will go to Wang Xiao. Anyway, his house is very close. If there is a big problem, I can only find you."

"Success, it's not in vain for me to wait for you for so long. The good days are finally here."

Section Chief Hao and Wang Xiao handed over and went to the equipment department together, one leading the gun and the other returning the gun.

The night shift is relatively special, and the captain is also equipped with a gun.

After changing shifts, Du Weiguo didn't go back to the office, but waited for Jiang Dongfang at the south gate.

At 6:10, Jiang Dongfang appeared, greeted everyone, and led Comrade Xiao Du away.

The two of them rode for nearly half an hour, but they didn't talk to each other on the road. Jiang Dongfang was carrying it, and Du Weiguo had just passed away, so they felt a little complicated along the way.

When Jiang Dongfang stopped the car at a small courtyard near Ciqikou, Comrade Du asked:
"Uncle, what's the specific situation?"

"I'll show you two uncles, you don't have to worry too much about it, just talk less and listen more."

"it is good."

This is a typical Chinese-style domineering parent, don't ask anything, just do what you are told and it's over.

The car stopped at the door, Jiang Dongfang pushed open the barbarian door and entered the small courtyard, Xiao Du followed behind, naturally following each step with a learned attitude.

This is a one-entry small courtyard. Although the sparrow is small, it has all five internal organs. The entrance is a screen wall of flowers and wealth. There are two trees in the courtyard, a pomegranate and a jujube tree. There is a well in the northeast corner of the courtyard.

There are three main rooms in the north, with east and west side rooms, two rooms in the west wing, and two upside-down rooms in the south. At this time, the lights are on in each room and the doors and windows are open. There is a pleasant aroma in the air. It should smell like lamb.

After entering the door, a young man who looked very smart came up, "You are here, the guests have already arrived, and the east wing is here."

"Have you ordered food?"

"No, the two masters said that they will wait for you to arrive before ordering."

"Then serve a large pot with meat, 2 catties of pear blossoms, and let San'er see how many cold dishes you can weigh."

"Got it."

"By the way, this is my nephew, you are a good man."

"Lord, don't worry, I will remember."

"Ah."

Du Weiguo complained in his heart, what is it?Isn't it just a black rice shop?Later generations call it a private restaurant, full of nagging.

Jiang Dongfang led Du Weiguo into the East Wing. After entering, Du Weiguo realized that this place was not that simple.

The two rooms in the east wing are about 50 square meters. Although the doors and windows are open, there are still layers of gauze curtains, so you can't see clearly inside.

The entrance is a small hall with a big green brick floor. There are four official hat chairs and two small tea tables on the left and right of the Arhat bed in the middle. It looks like good wood. , There was a cold air in the room, and I don't know why.

On the left hand side of the entrance, there is a wooden fence and glass wall. Inside is the dining room with the Eight Immortals Table and Eight Immortals Chairs.

Sitting on the right hand side of the Arhat bed is a man who is smoking and drinking tea. He looks like he is in his 40s, neither fat nor thin, neither tall nor short. He has a short-sleeved white shirt, dark blue pants, leather shoes and a watch, and a square face. Quite majestic.

Next to his lower head, sat a man who looked slightly younger. His overall shape was similar to his, but his temperament was obviously more aggressive, and he should still have a guy on his waist.

The blue trousers of these two people are exactly the same as Du Weiguo and Jiang Dongfang, they are either guards or police officers.

"Hehe, Director Jiang is here?"

The middle-aged uncle sitting on Luohan's bed said something and laughed.

"Why didn't you order food?"

"If you don't come, we don't dare to order, you old man, what if you don't come after letting the pigeons go?"

"What are you talking about, let me introduce you. This is Lao Du's son, Du Weiguo, the only seedling in Lao Du's family."

"This is your name Uncle Hou, Hou Jianjun, the director of the Public Security Department of the Municipal Bureau, and your name is Uncle Chen, Chen Guangliang, the chief of the investigation department of the sub-bureau. They are all old comrades of your father."

"Uncle Hou, Uncle Chen."

"Well, he looks like a soldier. He is energetic, Xiao Du. From now on, we will ask you, Uncle Jiang, for matters in the factory, and us for matters on the street."

After Hou Jianjun spoke, Chen Guangliang just nodded and did not speak. He has not spoken since Xiaodu came in.

"Okay, Uncle Hou."

At this time, Comrade Xiao Du is like a good baby, he is an elder, what can he say, what does he dare to say?

Jiang Dongfang sat on the Luohan bed at this time, and Xiao Du naturally followed and sat on the official hat chair next to him. There was tea on the coffee table, and the tea cups were all made of cloisonné, and I don't know if they were antiques.

Comrade Xiao Du just sat down, watched Jiang Dongfang drinking tea, and took a sip himself, hey, Longjing.

At this time, Chen Guangliang, who had been silent all this time, spoke in a very hoarse voice, obviously because of his vocal cord injury: "Du, have you practiced?"

Hou Jianjun said at this time: "Your Uncle Chen suffered a neck injury and almost died at that time. It took three years for him to be able to speak."

Xiao Du was in awe, this is the old soldier who really climbed out of the dead.

"Uncle Chen, I have been a soldier in the army for 6 years, and I am in the sharp knife platoon of an investigation company of a certain division in the Jinling Military Region."

"Xiao Du is good at martial arts. Among the children of us, he is also top-notch. The year before last, the whole army competed, and he was the number one in the Jinling Military Region."

Jiang Dongfang endorsed Xiao Du.

"Okay." Chen Guangliang just said one word.

"Hehe, it's not as simple as being good at skills, Xiao Du, tell me what unique skills you know?"

Fuck me, happy comedian?Also I know all kinds of unique skills, I can fly you believe it?

I complained in my heart, but said honestly: "Uncle Hou, I can pass the fighting and shooting."

"Don't be silly, talk about the number of targets, they are all soldiers."

"Pistol, 30 meters, 80 rings for fixed targets, 80 rings for moving targets, and full rings for flying targets." The pistol has a maximum load of 8 rounds, and 80 rings is a full ring.

"Rifle, 120 meters, 100 rings for fixed targets, 100 rings for moving targets, full rings for flying targets." The rifle is loaded with 10 rounds, and all rings for fixed targets and moving targets are full.

This result is simply terrifying.

"Holy shit, Niubi, it's much better than my family's. It's no loss that it's the champion of martial arts." Hou Jianjun said.

"Okay." Chen Guangliang said only one word, but the praise in his eyes was very sincere.

"If this kid was born in our time, it would be terrible. One person can suppress a squadron."

"Nonsense, I can't hold it down at all, 150 meters, spread out and charge directly, at most he can kill a small team."

"Fart, can such a sharpshooter be able to ambush on flat ground? Besides, such a precious lump, shouldn't he be supported by a sharp knife squad?"

"Nonsense, the squadron has a mortar platoon, 5 mortars concentrate fire, and the killing radius exceeds 25 meters. It is easier to expose the target with a sharp knife squad, and one round of mortars is directly finished."

"Fart, kill the squadron leader first with the first shot, the command is messed up, and then kill them all before the mortar can correct the target. Before the heavy machine gun fires, kill the heavy machine gun again, and the rest dare to charge, cooperate with the advantage With the terrain and the cover of the sharp knife squad, Xiao Du can kill all the rest by himself."

Jiang Dongfang and Hou Jianjun immediately clashed, Chen Guangliang smiled and said nothing, Comrade Xiao Du was very embarrassed.

What the hell is killing a squadron alone, Uncle Hou, you think this is science fiction, do you think I am Rambo?

If there were 13 people in a small team, if Du Weiguo shot first from a long distance, he would definitely be pinching him with his hands, without any suspense.

Then use the advantageous terrain, abundant ammunition, cover with sharp knives, sneak attack first, and give priority to killing the grenades and the team leader, barely suppressing a team of 54 people is almost the same.

As for the squadron equipped with mortars and heavy machine gun grenade launchers, there are a total of 181 people, then hehe, there are so many bones and scum left.

　Refer to the establishment and combat effectiveness of the devils, haha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)