"What do you think?" Looking at the calm Zhang Xiaoqiang and the resolute machine gun group on the screen, the commander asked this sentence.
Ten soldiers with serious faces stood behind the commander and looked at the screen. Thinking a little, the young lieutenant said, "these people are not soldiers. Their tactical movements are very rough and their mastery of weapons is not up to standard. They seem to be a group of civilians who have been holding guns for a few days."
A major next to him said, "they don't seem to be interested in missiles. No one checks the authenticity of the missiles we put on the table outside. They search all the rooms. If I guess correctly, they are looking for weapons and ammunition. In addition, their discipline is very loose, Some people put some valuable things into their backpacks in the process of searching. By the way, I also found that they have their own classes. There are two classes: those with guns and those without guns. "
"Well, I also saw that one of the small heads used a gun to force those who didn't use a gun to go out to save people. If they were really single-minded, they wouldn't use a gun to force them." Added an officer with the rank of captain.
"You're all right, but I want to ask you, if you were to be swapped with them, would you be so calm when the anti-aircraft machine gun couldn't hit the big bird? If a comrade in arms is injured or even dead in front of his eyes, will he continue to search the sky if nothing happens? And have you ever seen fear in their faces? "
Speaking of this, the commander stopped for a moment, seemed to think of something, and continued: "in the self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, those recruits will always have some unusual actions when their comrades are injured or killed. Some will become fearless and bloodthirsty, some will collapse and turn around to escape, But do you see any of these people doing anything unusual? "
The commander's question silenced them. They were all peacetime soldiers, and they were not front-line soldiers. Their task was to operate on the console or issue orders to the below. In other words, they might never have a chance to take guns to the trench in their lifetime.
"They are not regular soldiers and have not received complete military training, but they are definitely a group of soldiers who have gone through life and death battles. They are elite veterans who don't even care about their own life and death."
With that, the commander operated several times on the console, and all the small screens were combined into a big screen. The picture above is the mutant blackbird attacking from behind Zhang Xiaoqiang by bypassing the mountain peak.
The big blackbird on the picture rushes to the machine gun position below like a black lightning. Then the picture jumps. Zhang Xiaoqiang pulls the 12.7mm antiaircraft machine gun and turns around. The picture stops here, and then zooms in quickly to the whole picture with Zhang Xiaoqiang's indifferent eyes.
Looking at the eyes on the screen, the commander turned around and said, "as you all know, the speed of the big bird is 60 degrees from the height of 3000 meters, which is not much slower than the air to ground missile. But the man in front of him can react in just three seconds. What does it mean?"
All the officers were shaking their heads, but two young female officers were looking at the cold eyes on the big screen.
"This man has an extraordinary intuition on the battlefield. This intuition must be possessed by a veteran who has been through a hundred battles and is doomed to death. However, when we see that his tactical movements are as rough as others, we can exclude him from the special forces and the sharp knife company. Similarly, we can exclude him from the international mercenaries, Does he have a chance to hone this fighting instinct? "
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