Military: Let you report, you can easily catch the wanted criminal

After agreeing on a time with Hu Sijin, Jiang Fan had no intention of continuing to be polite and directly closed the door to see off the guests. If you have this time, you might as well relax the lactic acid accumulated in your body.

Of course, Hu Sijin didn't care. He was a relatively indifferent person, and social interaction was the most annoying thing.

At the same time, on the other side, in a combat conference room with simple decoration but very luxurious hardware facilities, several special instructors gathered together, and Jiang Fan's combat video was played in a loop on the screen.

Since the drone operated by Dashan yesterday was not equipped with an infrared detector, Jiang Fan's appearance in the video was extremely brief. Moreover, Jiang Fan's fighting skills are very weird. He usually uses smoke bombs as the first move. The battle is often over after the smoke dissipates.

The only thing that could be seen clearly was the few minutes of the confrontation with Hu Sijin, which was very short and made everyone present very unhappy.

"Da Shan, can't you edit the video a little bit? It will be very uncomfortable for people watching it." Cuicui complained with a pouted mouth.

"Also, there are no smoking signs posted everywhere in the conference room. Just bear with it. Violet and I are women. The smell of your cigarette is almost covering my perfume. It smells terrible."

Hearing Cuicui's complaints and complaints, Dashan took the last puff of his cigarette, reluctantly inserted the remaining half into the ashtray, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Oh, I feel itchy after not being able to smell the smell of tobacco for a day." If it doesn’t work, just pinch it.”

"Also, don't tell me, I originally planned to edit the video and only keep some visible fighting processes. I called everyone over, not to appreciate Jiang Fan's fighting ability. After watching this After watching the video for a long time, you don’t have any feelings?”

Cuicui changed her position and leaned her upper body on Violet's shoulder. She opened her lips and replied: "Hey, you know, combat is not my area of ​​expertise. You are blind, You should also ask the captain what they think."

"Anyway, in my opinion, Jiang Fan achieved the effect when he caught the Grade A students without installing high-tech sights. As for fighting, it is indeed very charming. Don't you think so, Miss Violet." Cui Cuiyi Said Nunuo on Zi Luolan's body.

Facing Cuicui's malicious inquiry, Ziluolan poked her forehead with her hand, looking helpless.

Vice-captain Lin Yu, who was sitting on the other side, looked at it very seriously. He had to say that Jiang Fan's combat skills were very unique. According to conventional thinking, smoke bombs are often used for retreat, and few people associate them with offense.

Jiang Fan found another way, using the shielding properties of smoke bombs to rush in and fight at close range.

In addition, there was another point that puzzled him: "How did Jiang Fan do it, shoot accurately through the smoke. Five bullets killed five enemies. This can no longer be explained by luck."

After Lin Yu raised this question, Han Cheng also paused the video and froze at the moment before Jiang Fan fired with a gun.

It can be clearly seen from the picture that the sight of the five-person team within the smoke range is definitely disturbed by the smoke. You can only use continuous shooting to put pressure on the enemies hiding outside.

Han Cheng, who had experienced hundreds of battles, couldn't figure it out for a while, and said to himself in confusion: "How did Jiang Fan do it? The naked Type 92 rifle did not have any auxiliary sighting equipment."

When it comes to shooting quickly and accurately at close range, any Grade A student can do it, but when it comes to shooting through smoke, Han Cheng asked himself that it would be difficult for him to do it.

In fact, not to mention the several special instructors present, even Ziluo Lan, who had been with Jiang Fan for a long time, was very puzzled.

She didn't understand how Jiang Fan did it, so facing everyone's curious gazes, Violet said lightly: "Don't look at me, I'm just as curious as you."

Seeing that Ziluo Lan could not answer everyone's doubts, Han Cheng tapped his fingers on the table and said in a deep voice: "Since everyone is very curious, we might as well call Jiang Fan over and let him answer our questions." After giving the order, everyone present Everyone's eyes were focused on Dashan.

The latter immediately pretended to be very busy, sometimes playing with the projection, and sometimes lowering his head to focus on picking his nails.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the combat conference room was very awkward.

Dashan looked bitter when he saw this, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why is it always me, please change someone else."

As soon as these words came out, Cuicui immediately counterattacked: "Dashan, you can't say that. You took Jiang Fan's combat video, so it's very reasonable for you to call someone."

In desperation, Dashan had no choice but to leave the conference room muttering in a low voice, and used the phone in the duty room to contact the sentry on duty in Jiang Fan's dormitory, asking the latter to notify Jiang Fan to come to the combat conference room as soon as possible.

At this time, Jiang Fan was bored in the dormitory. Damn Dashan canceled his qualification for field training. He had just gone to the school doctor to report in the morning, and the various examinations gave him a headache.

By chance, the sentry came over to inform him to go to the combat conference room. After asking for the specific location, Jiang Fan stopped inking, grabbed his hat and outer belt and set off in a hurry.

"But it's suffocating me to death. It's better to have good news. If you can't help it, just watch." Jiang Fan prayed while trotting.

"Class A No. 61 Jiang Fan is here to report!"

"Come in!" Han Cheng's thick voice came from the room.

After Jiang Fan pushed the door open and entered, he found that many of the special instructors he had seen a few days ago were sitting neatly on the chairs in the conference room.

Moreover, yesterday's competition video was scrolling on the screen, and the instructors' goals were clear at a glance.

After saluting, Jiang Fan stood aside silently, waiting for the instructors' questions.

As expected, without letting Jiang Fan wait for too long, Han Cheng asked: "Jiang Fan, you must know why I called you here. Regarding your performance yesterday, the instructors present, including me, were very surprised and also I’m curious, how did you do it, shoot through the smoke, and hit five out of five shots? It can’t be explained by luck.”

Jiang Fan was stunned. Of course he couldn't reveal his radar detection skills, and besides, they might not believe it either.

So Jiang Fan thought for a while and replied: "Reporting to the instructor, it is actually not difficult to do this. When the smoke bombs started to take effect, the opposing team confused themselves and started shooting blindly. Moreover, during the shooting process, they There is no positional movement, which gives me a lot of room for maneuver. I only need to quickly calculate the trajectory and kill them easily!"

After making up the excuse in one breath, Jiang Fan didn't care whether they believed it or not, and thought to himself: "This is much more credible than any radar detection skills."

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not" (End of Chapter)