"The xx peacekeeping police riot team's action drill to deal with groups has begun..." Sun Yuanzheng stood under the viewing platform, showing a heroic posture, holding the walkie-talkie in his hand and issued an order.

He is different from other commanders. Many people will show some timidity when they see big scenes, but the more he encounters big events, the calmer he calms down. Even the loud commands slow down, sounding sonorous and powerful, with clear words, with a powerful majesty!

On the viewing platform, Barbara, Robert and his examiners looked serious. The eyes behind the black sunglasses were watching the traffic on the field with a clear look. When three signal flares rose into the air, they looked at the rolling traffic in the southwest.

Two squadrons led by Chen Qiang dealt with the crowd. The three large and small armored vehicles in front had formed a font-shaped formation, followed by dozens of team members with live ammunition.

Of course, their guns were filled with empty bullets, but the thick smoke caused by the smoke bomb was colorful, making the scene full of haze, giving people a feeling of being on the battlefield.

At this time, the imagined enemy group appeared, and Zhu Shuai was surrounded by a group of men and women wearing hoodies. He wore a red hair cover, his wide sunglasses were swaying around his neck, his feet were flip-flops, and he looked like he was flowing in the air. Behind him were all crazy skin colors... wild young men.

The group of people walked forward cursingly, and the team was very casual, pulling out a twenty-three-meter-long formation, shouting, "We want to survive, we want food, who we want, and what power we want."

"Boss, what should I do? They look so scary." Su Xiaoliu, who was behind Zhu Shuai, put his hand on his back and asked quietly.

They were more than ten meters away from the squadron that handled the emergencies. The team members there were already holding large shields of about 1.5 meters to form a shield wall. Four or five arrest teams were observing this way through the gap. The tweeters on the armored vehicles in the distance were still sending out various warnings!

"What should I do? They stopped us and won. They would definitely underestimate the enemy. If anything else is fine, I look down on me, Zhu Shuai, that's asking for death. Brothers..." Zhu Neng said unpopularly.

The guy had oil paint on his face, as if he had found the pleasure of being the leader of the rebel army. He raised his hand high and shouted fiercely: "Brothers, rush for me!"

After saying that, he looked at the other party's right camp again and found that Yun Cai was taking a combat team to watch here. He immediately waved to him and silently informed him that he had seen it.

Yun had agreed with him last night that as long as they fought each other, Zhu Neng would definitely hold his head in his arms and surrender within three minutes.

As for Yuncai, he found out that he was not taking pictures, but seeing that his legs were still limping, the matter was urgent, so he didn't have time to think about it, and whispered to his team members: "Brothers, have you seen it? Zhu Shuai, just hold it down, don't break it, I have to buy things to see him at that time."

Two team members holding a rubber stick next to him lifted the riot glass on their helmets upwards, and said contemptuously: "These guys don't train well and hide in the mountains and play wildly all day long. They are not our opponents. Brother Yun, don't worry, don't worry, let them suffer some flesh and blood, and they will definitely not hurt their muscles."

As they were talking, Zhu Shuai had already walked to the shield formation, holding a brick, tentatively knocking on the shields of the team members, threatening and saying, "You guys come out, come out." The team members who were knocking on the shield seemed to hear Li Jun's order, and suddenly pushed the shield forward, as if they were about to push Zhu Shuai out.

At this moment, Su Xiaoliu, beside Zhu Shuai, jumped up suddenly, swung the black machete in his hand, and chopped towards the shield that came out alone.

With a thorny sound! The shield made a harsh sound instantly. The shield that was both taken into consideration was cut and sparks were shot everywhere. The team member was shocked by the force from the air and squatted on the ground, shouting in a daze: "Isn't it a wooden knife?"

But it was too late! The bricks and tiles in the hands of the "rebels" of the number one dozen behind Zhu Shuai smashed towards the team members like raindrops, and the team members made a scream of being hit.

The peacekeeping team members wore knee pads and elbow pads, bulletproof vests on their bodies, and each of them wore riot helmets. They had no problem protecting, but they were inevitably suffering from many skin injuries. They hid behind the shields in pain, and did not dare to act rashly.

Looking at Yuncai and his arrest team, they ran out like a sharp sword, ready to grab Zhu Shuai and hold it down, and then take it back for treatment. The person ran to the front. Zhu Shuai stretched out his right foot and seemed to be limping to run away, but Yuncai came to the front and shook the rubber stick in his hand, asking him to cooperate and put on his arm.

"Come here!" Zhu Shuai shouted, pushed away the stick in his hand, punched him on the shoulder, grabbed his arm, and threw him out a beautiful back and three or four meters away.

A brother dragged Yun backwards long ago!

The scene was in chaos. Originally, a group of imaginary enemies and the disposal team members were in a group. The examiners on the viewing platform were shocked. Miss Barbara held up a telescope and looked at both sides. Her calm face gradually became gloomy and said worriedly: "Why is this happening?"

After hearing what she said, Mr. Robert next to him was full of joy and spoke in pure business English: "Okay! That's great! Their simulation is definitely not fake, it's really a hit. This is the effect I want! Today's Chinese Riot Defense Team needle made me look at it with admiration, but I feel that they are still suspected of being in a good manner. This is just a small scene."

As he said, he stroked his lower chest... a cross-shaped bullet shell jewelry in front of him couldn't help feeling it: this was when he was hit by a brutal rebel while fighting on the battlefield in Haiti and took it out as a souvenir.

In his eyes, many of the rebels were executioners covered with blood on their hands, killing people like numb and extremely cruel. If they blindly attack rationally and civilizedly, they would probably suffer a great loss.

Sun Yuanzheng saw that the field was formed into a group, and imagined that several enemies were captured, but Zhu Shuai had already escaped to the ruins behind the field. He did not say that he had hijacked Yun Cai, but directly took Yun Cai's submachine gun and began to shoot at the riot team members.

After a intensive gunshot, several team members were shot and fell to the ground!

Although the bullet shot out was an empty bullet, it suddenly hurt a lot when it hit the body, and it felt very uncomfortable.

The team members who were shot had no other choice according to the team's requirements and had to fall to the ground and become dead.

"This Dragon Power is a bit messy. It should have ended now. They are doing it, aren't it done if they are more realistic?" Director Qian said anxiously when he arrived at Sun Yuanzheng.

Sun Yuanzheng was mentally prepared, but beyond his imagination. He tried to give Long Wei a chance to show his performance, and at the same time implied that he practiced his real kung fu well and saved him from losing in a complex and dangerous environment. But why did this guy take action so fiercely and evil, and he didn't even talk about the overall situation, so he would not give anyone's face.

But what he told the team members was a bit too much and a little offside, which was much better than being mediocre. Moreover, the current might and non-routine performance of the first squadron seemed to hit a deep string in his heart: Isn’t this what he longed for? He is strategic, has blood, and is never willing to admit defeat in adversity.

"Would I play the right number or x for this subject? Let's be empty first." On the viewing platform behind me, Miss Barbara fiddled with the oil pen and said loudly in embarrassment.

"Uh..." When Sun Yuanzheng heard this vaguely, a hint of worry appeared on his face. He immediately comforted Director Qian Jun and said, "Old Qian, it's okay, just kid, look, Long Wei is out, this guy."

He pulled Director Qian Jun and walked a few more steps forward so that he could see more clearly and feel the tense atmosphere of the two sides fighting.

Lao Qian was urged by him and didn't have time to think too much, so he immediately focused on looking at the training ground. At this time, he didn't pay any attention, and Sun Yuanzheng breathed a long sigh of relief.

He was so careless that he successfully distracted Qian Jun's attention because a few days ago, Director Meng Wei had sent instructions many times: The international community is paying close attention to the selection and evaluation of this matter. Now the news media are reporting on the establishment of a complete riot team in the Chinese riot team. The assessment of more than a dozen projects must be excellent, and no points can be lost. Losing points is not only a problem for the team, but the important thing is the face of the country!

Now that things have come to this point, Sun Yuanzheng has no time to consider these things. He hopes that Long Wei can perform well.

But everyone is changing, especially Long Wei, who is even more different from others. His mind is full of tricks and has strong flexibility. Even Sun Yuanzheng sometimes can't guess what he can do. Now he is a little unsure. In short, he feels uneasy in his heart.

Now the drill has reached the last important stage. The peacekeeping squadron deals with violent criminals, exchanges fire from both sides, fights in close combat, and rescues important personnel from the country.

Long Wei was carrying a group of plainclothes "bandits" with a headscarf wrapped around his head and his clothes were messy, but many people could see that there were guys hiding them.

As Sun Yuanzheng shouted loudly to start, Long Wei looked at the dark clouds in the sky and said in a secret prayer: "Can I know the weather like clouds?"

While talking, the peacekeepers had already fought with them. The two sides had a close fight, but the weapons were not very useful. The rubber stick in their hands was of course Li Jun and the others, and Long Wei and others were all holding wooden sticks.

"Old Sha, fuck them." Long Wei shouted loudly and waved to Sha Quancai beside him.

Sha Quan knew it and took out a few black melon-like things, causing the peacekeepers to throw it away in the open space in the middle of the peacekeeping team. There was a dull explosion sound, and an unpleasant gas spread out in an instant.

"Poison gas bomb! Everyone, watch out, mask, mask!" Chen Qiang found that the homemade things exploded, and suddenly smoke filled the gun. He immediately remembered that it might be poison gas bombs and shouted on the walkie-talkie.

The peacekeeping team members all wore riot helmets on their heads and gas masks on their waists, but no one had ever thought that they would use them this time, so they immediately rushed to take the masks.

But they all vaguely saw that Long Wei and the others were pulling things from their backs, and suddenly they screamed: "They are wearing masks too."
Chapter completed!