"What do you think? This is the first step of the plan. After each team finishes, they will have a big meal. If you can't handle it in a limited time, you can practice calligraphy for me. After writing it, you put it on your back..." Long Wei had no time to bargain with them, grabbed the bulletproof helmet and howled at them in a low voice.

Some team members worked with him for the first time, and seemed to not quite understand what practicing calligraphy means. They were still whispering to others. Sha Quancai added roughly: "Everyone is quick, I practice calligraphy and write eunuchs, and then carry it on my back every day. Do you want to?"

I have to say that when Long Wei was quiet, he looked like a weak scholar, polite. When he was anxious, he was a guy who spoke and did things in a straightforward manner. He was full of blood and no one of his subordinates could resist.

"Dalong, isn't this just a person who plays an imaginary enemy? It's more realistic. Look at me, I'll play a hijacked parliamentarian, president, etc. When I see fans collect flowers, I'll get on the gunman bodyguard. How simple." The teams dispersed, and Zhu Shuai felt that he was fine now, and he said his great ideas unscrupulously.

If he had put these words in normal times, he would say them now, and he would pull Long Wei backwards and disrupt his firm belief. Long Wei gave a secret wink at Sha Quancai next to Zhu Shuai, then glanced at Zhu Shuai and said coldly: "Remember it for me. From now on, everything will follow the actual requirements. No matter what opponent you encounter, you must kill the opponent within ten minutes. Or capture it alive, or 'shot', and give me and other squadrons alike, and you will feel good about it..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly shouted at Sha Quancai in the distance: "Kill the Grandmaster for me."

Zhu Dashuai looked at him with a confused face, as if he had reacted a little. He turned around and looked around. When he saw Sha Quancai coming, his eyes immediately swept past and he was still curiously looking for an opponent. But Sha Quancai seemed to reach out to shake hands with him. When he didn't care, Sha Quancai grabbed his wrist and stretched it hard. His body was already leaning against him. Suddenly, he exerted force, threw Zhu Shuai's body of more than 100 pounds in the air, and then threw it off heavily.

"Damn..." When Zhu Shuai's body fell half a meter from the ground, he made a sudden move, grabbed Sha Quancai's arm, and used all his strength to bring him to the ground. The two of them immediately rolled up!

...

Three days later, a four-person selection and evaluation team led by Miss Barbara, the United Nations Peacekeeping Operations Division, arrived at the training base and began to conduct the strictest assessment of the team.

During this assessment, the entire base was in panic, and everyone was worried. Everyone knew that this was the first assessment of the United Nations' entire peacekeeping police riot brigade team in the 21st century. There was no experience to learn from, and everything could only be explored.

At first, Sun Yuanzheng stayed in the dormitory and often stayed all night. When he was in the training ground all day, he repeatedly commanded the team members to conduct consolidation training. The team led by Director Qian continued to command each team to improve minor problems. When he met Sun Yuanzheng, he took off his field sun hat and slapped the wind and asked anxiously: "Sun Team, the plan and the details have not been given to us yet. How to do this training? Tell me, tell me."

Sun Yuanzheng also understood his anxious mood, but what he thought was a little different from Director Qian. He said in a hoarse voice: "Special combat training is a matter of loyalty to mission and loyalty to duties, and it is practical and practical. Just practice for two people. There is no other way, I decided like this."

The rules and regulations in the peacekeeping operation code are very detailed, many of the thinking is international, and there are also many Western thinking, for example, some difficult-to-understand words in the responsibilities of the peacekeeping riot team show existence, and force deterrence. This force deterrence is good enough to understand, but it has been heard of that display existence for a long time, and many team members joke that we are not air, but there is existence there, and what else can we show?

Director Qian was confused when Sun Yuanzheng's words, and seemed to feel that it was not possible at all. But after savoring them carefully for a few seconds, he felt that what others said made sense. He wanted to argue, but found that it seemed difficult to overturn his point of view. So he sighed, as if he could only say that this matter was to be done and leave it to fate.

In the temporary command room, Zhao Menghan was taking two female generals to interrogate a dirty guy.

She was wearing a straight short-sleeved police lining, blue-light-proof silver-edged glasses, and her short hair with ears looked elegant and capable. Her slender fingers knocked on the thick action manual, and she was asking Long Wei who was standing at the door:

"I said Captain Long, how did you report your daily newspaper these days? The examiners are here and live in the guesthouse. They will be tested tomorrow. We are also subjects of the inspection. If you can't report things, how can we report them? You are delaying your affairs and can't let us wipe your fart... stocks."

Long Wei was deceived by Gu Danni and Xia Hua from Phoenix Mountain, saying that his physical examination results were out, and the hepatitis B vaccine plus was not obvious, so he had to come back and get a booster injection immediately. When he arrived at the command room, he found that Zhao Menghan had been ready to hold him accountable.

What they do every day is strictly confidential. In his words when he emphasized the confidentiality discipline, it is: the second and third squadrons are training, we are always fighting, and no one can say this until the last moment.

Now he looked at Zhao Menghan, his body was still so plump and his temperament was still so elegant. Although his wheat-colored skin was a little tanned, it was far worse than his own group of tired brothers. So, there was a little unbalance in his heart. Maybe it was because he was talking so hard, and he laughed:

"Officer Zhao, why are you wiping me...hmm? You want to wipe it, go wipe it from Zhu Shuai. That guy is a young man with hemorrhoids. While wiping, he tidy up this guy for me."

After these vulgar words, Zhao Menghan's lips were trembling with anger. She really wanted to go up and slap him a few big mouths... Bazi, mocking her mouth full of gunpowder:

"Long Wei, look at your dirty look, as if it was pulled out of the toilet. I have to deal with you and your people. The duty officer has no time. I quickly say, what about your situation? I must report it to me immediately. If it delays, you will be fully responsible."

Long Wei saw that she was so anxious that he said to himself: "A beautiful girl is just a pretty girl. She usually talks, but it's okay to relax. Now, when is it? How can I have time to talk to her? I'm wasting time!" Then, he sighed softly, begging:

"Zhao Menghan, it's too hot today. Brothers have been training outside for six or seven hours. There are only five or six people with mild heatstroke like me. For example, as soon as I entered your air-conditioned room, I felt cold and hot. I felt depressed. I was like visiting relatives with my girlfriend. I was inevitably anxious and talking..."

This guy used to do a lot of work as a negotiating expert and understood the psychology of different groups of people at different times. So he deliberately told the story of the gentle breeze and drizzle, as if telling the stories of the common people, and said heartily, he forced the long eyelashes of the summer flower next to him to say something awkward, and murmured:

"It's true. Captain Long's body smells of sweat. Do you have any water to drink?"

After all, Long Wei's meaning was clearly stated: let Gu Danni and Xia Hua go to Fengfeng to go and help Zhu Shuai collect the training situation that day, and then come back and call it directly on the computer, so that the brothers would not waste training time.

"Sister Han, let's go there, it's not easy for boys..." Gu Danni next to Long Wei felt sympathetic, with her big and small face trembling, as if she felt sorry for these cute boys.

The sound of their footsteps gradually faded away, and Long Wei leaned against the wall, his face slowly changed, and he actually became a bit provocative and smirk.

"Bawanghua, I heard that many people call you that. We are so tired that we are sweating all over. You can compile the materials and have to play so many useless things? To be honest, our current training plan cannot be announced for the time being..."

Long Wei walked with his hands behind his back, ignoring her appearance, grabbed the manual in her hand and threw it up, caught it again, then gently patted it on the table, and sighed:

"It's always shallow to know what you know. You must practice it yourself. Zhao Jinghua, please understand us more. I imagine that the enemies are now seeking survival in the cracks. I just hope that the drill will pass the test at that time."

He was so slick and whispered, Zhao Menghan felt extremely insulted and misunderstood when he heard this. He walked to him and heard that someone seemed to pass by outside, and he suddenly kicked and kicked forward.

Zhao Menghan's nickname is definitely not a cover. She raises a strong wind and her slender legs raises a rapid black shadow in the air. Long Wei didn't expect that this girl would be anxious after a few words. She immediately turned sideways, grabbed her ankle with her left hand, and pushed her horizontally with her right hand.

His palm technique was very fast. Although he used the palm plane, he was extremely powerful. He pushed it at the place where Zhao Menghan's upper body was bulging. Although he was just passing by the ball, he felt soft and soft, and the loss was as attractive as a sponge, and he couldn't help but stay.

After just staying like this, for about one or two seconds, Zhao Menghan seemed to be experiencing a great humiliation, and as if his precious holy land was invaded without any defense. He was immediately angry and was still in his hand. He swung his palm and hit the dragon's temple like a whirlwind.

In fact, when the dragon's power hit the most sensitive...the softest...the softest place, I felt very regretful, but it was too late to change my mind. Just as I was about to explain, I suddenly noticed a strong wind coming. I subconsciously lowered my head, and a special policeman's principle of handling a crisis situation suddenly appeared in my mind. I was about to say that it was soon, and my left hand drove my body and pushed towards her!

The next second, Long Wei pressed... on Zhao Menghan's body, and felt his chin pressing against her cheek, and the place was soft and sensual. I really didn't want to leave, but he naturally understood that he had to show his unwilling and unscrupulous appearance, otherwise he would be responsible?

He turned his head toughly and scolded him in a tough tone: "Why are you so domineering, why are you kicking me?"

At this moment, Zhao Menghan was pressed under her body and suddenly felt like a mountain pressing down on her body. She was jumping like a deer in her heart, but the more excited she was, the more she shivered her body, and a feeling she had never seen before hit her heart.
Chapter completed!