Plane hunting

Chapter 199 Is the quality so bad?

The surrounding power grids and watchtowers make it look more like a prison hidden in the deep mountains and primitive jungles.

But when Huang Shaohong flew over the building complex with a flying carpet, the idea of ​​the prison was also overturned.

I could only see hundreds of people in shorts in the area surrounded by electric grids in the ice and snow, conducting various training in several huge separated fields, and the sound of shouting was shocking. sky.

In one of the venues, some young men with strong physiques and different skin colors were kicking and hitting the wooden stakes in front of them.

Every time they yelled, they kicked hard, and their legs collided with the stakes, making a violent 'bang bang' sound.

Even though the temperature reached minus [-] to [-] degrees at night, these men standing barefoot in the ice and snow were dripping sweat and steaming from their bodies.

Surrounding them were a dozen or so armed men wearing down jackets and holding AKs, and a foreign devil who looked like an instructor holding a whip and also wearing extremely warm clothes, yelling loudly in English:
"You bastards, you can only go back to sleep by breaking three wooden posts today, hurry up, you are so tired that I can't rest, you bastards!"

As he spoke, he would beat those whose movements had slowed down due to the cold and pain with a whip from time to time.

On another field not far from here, more than 100 women of the same skin color are training. As women, they only have one more sports vest than the men who are training.

These women are also training with wooden stakes, but they are not kicking and hitting the wooden stakes, but they are holding the heavy wooden stakes on their shoulders and doing squat training non-stop.

There were also armed men guarding the surroundings with guns, and there was also an instructor shouting loudly. A black female instructor kept cursing:

"You bitches, is six hundred squats so difficult? Is all your strength wasted on those boars? If you don't hurry up, it will affect my beauty sleep. Hurry up, all of you Hurry up, finish the squats and run around the camp for two hours to complete the training task, hurry up!"

What caught Huang Shaohong's attention the most was a training field divided into several small spaces by iron nets, where extremely cruel training was going on.

Some teenagers, male and female, were fighting with wolf dogs with their bare hands. Some of them had already been bitten by wolf dogs, and their bodies were covered in blood and scars, but none of them stopped because of this. They all wanted to die by themselves. Before, they killed the wolfhound in front of them. Only in this way can they be the ones who survived.

Huang Shaohong saw all this in mid-air, and already guessed where it was.

When he lived at Zhou Binglin's house in the capital, he once heard him chatting about the masters of this world. When talking about Russian martial arts masters, he once said that Putin, the Russian fighting czar, came from the notorious "Siberian training camp" .

'Siberia Training Camp', also known as Zhukov Training Camp, is one of the five fighting training camps for cultivating black market boxers.

It is said that the 'Siberia Training Camp' has three camps, one is located near the Arctic Circle, one is on a small island south of the Bering Strait, and the last one is located in a virgin forest.

Huang Shaohong reckoned that the training camp in front of him should be the 'Siberia training camp' located in the primeval forest.

He didn't expect that he had been neighbors with the 'Siberia Training Camp' for more than a year. It seems that the disappearance of the Siberian tiger family has nothing to do with this training camp.

The ability to search for wild beasts was activated in the air, and on the virtual radar, there were indeed many red dots in the central area of ​​the camp.

He looked one by one, dogs, wolves, grizzlies, tigers, everything. It seems that the Siberian tiger family should have been caught here.

He was a little embarrassed, the people in this camp were all like night owls, standing up and howling on the playground in the middle of the night, it should be impossible for him to rescue the Siberian tiger family without anyone noticing.

As for rushing in to rescue, Huang Shaohong hadn't thought about it yet, not to mention that the other party was a master of fighting and firearms, he was not sure how many modern weapons there were in this camp.

Even though his marksmanship is as good as a god, and his strength is strong, but in the face of machine gun fire and rocket bombardment, how sure is he that he will retreat completely?

At this time, the "Vaz Hunter" that Huang Shaohong followed had entered the training camp. After thinking about it, he felt that if the matter could be resolved peacefully, it would be best not to do anything, so he controlled the flying carpet to the main entrance of the camp. Landed in the nearby forest, then carried Xiaohu in his arms, and walked to the gate of the camp. Lang Sheng shouted loudly in English:

"Is there anyone, the neighbor is here to visit!"

He shouted loudly, and it spread far away in the night. In just a moment, two searchlight beams shone on him. At the same time, Huang Shaohong keenly felt that at least a dozen guns were aimed at him.

If someone came to such a hidden training camp, no one would believe that it was a lost traveler, and the training camp immediately reported it layer by layer.

Five minutes later, the gate of the training camp opened slowly, and ten guards with live ammunition came out. They stared at the surrounding vigilantly. More than half of their guns were aimed at the surrounding woods and snow, and the rest were aimed at Huang Shaohong.

The task of these guards is to bring Huang Shaohong in and ask him about his identity, purpose, and everything that the camp chief wants to know.

Huang Shaohong continued to speak loudly in English: "My friends, I have no malicious intentions. You caught my tiger, and I can redeem it with money!"

"Chop Suey, shut up the fuck!"

A leading old guard approached, roared loudly, and at the same time turned the butt of his gun and slammed down on Huang Shaohong's neck.

Judging from the strength of the old man's attack, Huang Shaohong thought that the opponent wanted to stun him, but with his current skill, how could he make the opponent do so easily.

Of course, at this moment, he also considered pretending to be stunned by the opponent, and then was taken into the base, and then waited for an opportunity to save the Siberian Tiger family.

But firstly, this went against his plan, which was to have a good talk, and small matters that could be settled with money did not necessarily have to be resolved by force.

Second, who can guarantee that after he pretends to be unconscious, the other party will definitely take him back to the camp, instead of executing him on the spot or throwing him in the wild.

When the opponent's gun butt was still 0.1 centimeters away from Huang Shaohong's neck, the distance to the opponent's gun butt had already touched his fine hair. At this moment, he moved his foot, and the whole person took a small step backward, which happened to make him The opponent's gun butt smashed an empty hole.

"Can't we have a good talk with you calmly?" Huang Shaohong said aloud in English with some helplessness.

He said so, but his behavior intensified the matter, because the timing of his dodge was extremely clever, it was when the opponent was fully exerting his strength, so when he dodged, the old man shot his gun bye and shot himself After a flash, he lost his center of gravity and staggered and fell in front of Huang Shaohong.

Huang Shaohong dared to swear by the little fat guy next door who bullied him when he was a child, he really didn't mean to intensify conflicts and provoke troubles, and he definitely didn't want to take revenge on the other party because he called him 'scumbag'.

But perhaps it was the sequelae left by kicking the stadium a year ago, the right foot stretched out "involuntarily" and stepped on the old Maozi's head.

With a 'bang' sound, Lao Maozi's big head was under his foot, and it was 'inconceivable' that he was trampled into a melon!
"Damn. Is the quality so bad?"

In the next moment, the remaining nine guards all showed extreme horror on their faces, and fired at him at the same time, but when they pulled the trigger, there was no trace of Huang Shaohong in front of them, and all the bullets hit the empty space. Many shot into the snow and the headless old man's body.

(End of this chapter)