The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 504 Under the guise of night training

Ding Xiaojun didn't understand the art he was talking about. Camouflage oil paint was originally used for tactical camouflage, not for learning any art, but Ding Xiaojun didn't care about what the team member said, he just said to the soldier that it would take a long time puzzled.

How long is a long time, is it possible that the place to go is far away, a subject of night training, it is possible that it is impossible to go to specific training.

The car was going fast, and you could feel the bumps in the car. At first, there were people chatting, but as time went by, everyone became quiet.

Just when Ding Xiaojun was drowsy, a brake made his body press forward and hit the team members inside.

"Get off, get off, get off quickly."

The urgent voice of the instructor came from the ear, and Ding Xiaojun didn't think too much. He also participated in the special training back then, and knew that all the special training was based on real combat. The purpose was to let the special training team get used to it. When the real battle comes, they have long been numb and used to it.

Outside, there are stretches of mountainous areas, and the goal of entering is continuous mountains.

"Don't run around, follow me." Ding Xiaojun who just got out of the car was pulled behind by the instructor.

What does this mean? Do you regard yourself as a national treasure? Although he is not a member of the special training team now, he was once a member of the special training team. Although he is not young anymore, he is not yet at the point of being protected Let's take a step, this is training, not a real war.

Ding Xiaojun thought about it, but he still followed the instructor's instructions. Maybe the special training team has its own exclusive training, and he doesn't want to disrupt them by himself.

"Mountain climbing."

After the instructor got off, all the special training team members began to walk up the mountain in the direction he instructed. Everyone moved very quickly, and Ding Xiaojun followed closely behind them.

Looking at the special training team members in front of him, Ding Xiaojun felt that he was indeed not young anymore, and his physical fitness had already regressed, and he obviously felt that he was struggling a bit.

After climbing three hills in a row, the instructor gave the order to sneak, and everyone started to spread out. Soon, a small stockade appeared in front of everyone.

"For a night training, it's such a specific view to come up so far away. This is too ridiculous." Ding Xiaojun thought, and looked up at the stockade in front of him.

As soon as he raised his head, he was pushed down by the instructor.

"From now on, you just hide away honestly, no matter what happens next, it has nothing to do with you, understand?"

The instructor pressed Ding Xiaojun and said in a low and serious voice.

Ding Xiaojun understood that this night training was really just for him to observe, and he was still a bystander after all.

"Okay, I won't bother you." Ding Xiaojun was not reluctant, he knew his identity very well.

The instructor snatched his hand from his thigh gun pocket and forced it into Ding Xiaojun's hand.

"I know, you can do this. You were really powerful last time. You hold this pistol. If there are special circumstances, you can use it."

Ding Xiaojun didn't understand the instructor's words. Didn't he treat himself as an outsider and let him hide away? What did he do with this gun for himself now? Suddenly, Ding Xiaojun seemed to realize something, and he looked at the front again. The stockade, only then did he realize that the stockade looked somewhat armed, and he even discovered that there were observation frames around the stockade.

"Everyone, spread out according to the plan and pay attention to concealment."

The instructor began to give orders to the walkie-talkie.

Ding Xiaojun, who was behind the instructor, took off the magazine of the pistol and looked at it. It was live ammunition, which made him feel unreal. The sense of oppression made him feel that things might not be as simple as he imagined. Perhaps, the so-called night training this time was just a cover.

Everyone was lurking, the whole scene became quiet, the sky gradually brightened, and the original oppressive feeling disappeared a lot.

"Number one, the target appeared."

Suddenly, the team member's report came from the instructor's walkie-talkie.

"keep an eye on!"

The instructor gave an order into the walkie-talkie.

After that, it became quiet again.

Time passed by very slowly.

"No. [-], the target has entered the ambush range, please instruct."

The team member's report came from the instructor's walkie-talkie once.

"Prepare to shut up. All team members, please pay attention. The person with the red floating band on his arm is our informant. He was injured suddenly. All teams should report."

"One group understands, it's over!"

"The second group understands, it's over!"

"The three groups understand, it's over!"

"The four groups understand, it's over!"

"The sniper team understands, over!"

……

"No. [-], the closure work has been completed, the next step is to start hunting."

The team members who reported made a joke.

"Be more serious, boy."

"Yes, yes! I've always been serious. Isn't the atmosphere too depressing? Let me make a joke to adjust the tense atmosphere."

Ding Xiaojun already felt that this was not training. He had already seen a group of armed personnel walking towards the stockade, and the people on the observation frame in the stockade also saw them. After a while, several people in the stockade greeted them. come out.

Ding Xiaojun picked up the military crossbow, which was equipped with a combat optical sight with four times magnification. His eyes rested on the top of the optical sight and looked at the two groups of armed personnel below.

To be honest, the opponent's armament is not bad, and he has an imitation AK. The reliability of this imitation weapon is not guaranteed, but one thing is for sure. His M43 7.62 caliber bullet hits the person, Not dead but also maimed, compared to the 05 caliber bullets of the special training team's Type 5.8 micro-acoustic submachine gun, the lethality is much greater.

It can be said that the penetration of 5.8 is strong, the damage of 7.62 is strong, the oral meridian of 5.8 does not hit the fatal part, and the person will not be killed, while the oral meridian of 7.62, as long as it hits the upper body of the person, the probability of death is One hundred percent, of course, but not absolutely, there is no shortage of miracles in this world.

Ding Xiaojun shifted his sights and saw the observation frame. On the observation frame, Ding Xiaojun unexpectedly found a big guy, or an old guy, a 26-type light machine gun. This thing is a guy from World War II. Eliminated, this is the first time Ding Xiaojun has seen a real gun.

The barrel of the 26-type light machine gun is still rusty, maybe it was improperly kept, or maybe it was like this when this guy was brought here by these people, but the power of this big guy should not be underestimated, the machine gun After all, it is a machine gun, and its range alone far exceeds that of a rifle.

(End of this chapter)