"SCENE 1, SHOT 7, ACTION!"

With the order of the assistant director, in the sound of gunshots, Yang Zhudi lifted his pants and hurriedly ran out from behind a small earthen wall that was obviously a toilet, his honest face was full of panic and incomprehension, and he wanted to tie the belt several times in a row, but because his hands were shaking so much, the buckle always couldn't get stuck in the hole, and finally he simply held the belt in one hand, and then bent over, and touched the outside of the village very sneakily, which was really funny;

Suddenly, when passing through the corner of a laneway, Yang Zhu and a mercenary who was looking for a shooting angle met face to face, at first glance, he saw that the muzzle of the opponent's M4 black hole was being raised rapidly, Yang Zhu was clever, and a dazed expression quickly appeared on his face, but in the blink of an eye, it was transformed into a crazy expression after being terrified to the extreme,

When the next lunge is sideways, while avoiding the muzzle, both hands pinched the rail above the M4 to prevent the opponent from having the opportunity to adjust the muzzle;

And the mercenary did not hesitate, raised the muzzle of the gun, and found that he could not shoot effectively, he immediately let go of his hands, and pressed the oval button on the upper right side of the trigger of the gun body with his right hand in the lightning bolt, and the left hand was pulled, and the magazine was immediately detached.

Yang Zhu was stunned when he saw that the other party had come to such a move,

Seeing the mercenary throw the magazine, then take out the black Beretta 92F pistol from his thigh, and quickly step back, intending to shoot from a safe distance;

Yang Zhu's eyes showed horror again, and then he threw away the M4, and regardless of a large lunge forward, his waist showed a noticeable side twist, and his right hand was lightning fast towards the mercenary's gun-wielding right arm;

"Thorn~!" Yang Zhu's jeans, which had been loosened to his thighs, actually appeared a long tear in his crotch in this lightning-like lunge, and even the zipper was torn open, and the buttons also jumped out, faintly showing Yang Zhu's red boxers and the powerful muscles at the base of his thighs.

Seeing Yang Zhu's sharp fist attacking his right arm, the mercenary's pupils shrank, and the left arm that was originally holding the pistol quickly raised, using the tip of the elbow to block, and then the right hand went up, and the palm of the hand bent in violation of the principle of holding a gun, and quickly turned the muzzle of the gun towards Yang Zhu, the action was cold and crisp, and it was very "gun fighting".

"Smack~!" Yang Zhu's sharp fist hit the elbow tip of the mercenary, and the two of them showed painful expressions on their faces at the same time, but Yang Zhu was in pain with the madness of PUBG, and the mercenary had incredible horror in pain.

Suddenly in pain, the mercenary's body trembled uncontrollably, and the bullet of the pistol in his right hand missed;

After a shot missed, the mercenary did not immediately adjust the muzzle of the gun to shoot, but quickly rolled back a few times, until the two opened a distance of about three meters, and then half-knelt on the ground, staring at Yang Zhu with murderous intent, while desperately rubbing the numb tendon on the tip of his elbow, and between the teeth he gritted, a hissing cold air was revealed.

Yang Zhu looked at the mercenary's posture at the moment, his eyes were happy, completely ignoring that his boxers were almost completely exposed, and he ran towards the other party with another lunge, but his eyes were fixed on the mercenary's right hand;

At this moment, a mountain-like figure suddenly appeared on Yang Zhu's right front, the M60 in his hand seemed to be held in one hand as if it were nothing, and the muzzle of the black hole pointed at Yang Zhu's upper body;

"Orientals?"

Ivanov looked at Yang Zhu with some surprise, swept his companion who was a little pale and sweated coldly on his forehead, first raised his eyebrows, and said in a mocking tone: "Slingshot, it seems that you have suffered a lot!"

The mercenary, known as the Slingshot, pursed his lips and did not speak, but continued to rub the tips of his elbows, but his body visibly relaxed.

Ivanov looked at his companion's reaction, showing a somewhat surprised look, and then looked at Yang Zhu, who was desperate after the sudden brake, his eyes showed the joy of finding his prey, and a hideous and bloodthirsty smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Here, little dark-haired one, let me satisfy my cravings!"

Ivanov threw the M60 at his companion's side, stirring up heavy dust and smoke,

"Poof!" dropped the bullet chain on his body again, making a muffled sound, and then moved his body and cocked his finger towards Yang Zhu......

“CUT！”

The assistant director shouted the order, and then after seeing Yang Zhu nodding, he took the megaphone and continued:

"This one!"

"The camera adjusts the shooting angle, pushes the two high-speed cameras to the designated position, pays attention to capturing the details of Director Yang and Ivanov, let's continue to shoot the next one while we are in the state!"

After hearing this, the mercenary named "Slingshot" suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief, and then raised his hand to call the paramedics;

The one just now, although it was only a short period of more than 20 seconds, Yang Zhu said in advance that in order to ensure the shooting effect, his subordinates would not leave too much affection at that time.

So, if the mercenaries don't pay attention, don't show the strength to deal with it, and are injured or disabled, don't blame yourself;

Therefore, in the short fighting moves just now, Yang Zhu was all real, and if he didn't deal with it well, something would really happen; when his life was threatened, the slingshot was completely inspired by the adrenal glands to make those few movements that were completely beyond his level—in fact, he himself was very satisfied with this;

However, the fly in the ointment is that Yang Zhu, the owner of the bastard, is really willing to be ruthless, after the tip of his elbow was hit by that blow, he really had a lump the size of an egg, and even his left arm was also temporarily unconscious, and there was a stinging pain deep into the bone marrow, and there was no sign of relief until now;

Therefore, his pale face and dense cold sweat just now were completely a true reflection of his body, and at that moment, the irrepressible murderous intent in his eyes was also completely from the heart.

Ivanov looked at his companion who was constantly massaged after being helped aside to apply the medicine, and looked at the beads of sweat on his forehead and the uncontrollable pain snorting, and his heart became a little worried,

It seems that after the official start of filming, Yang Zhu's ruthlessness is far greater than before, and it will be his turn to be a heads-up link soon, will he be abolished?

At this moment, the assistant director's voice came: "The camera is in place, please get ready, shoot the next shot in 1 minute!"

When Ivanov heard this urging voice, he looked at Yang Zhu, who looked ridiculously not far away, but he couldn't laugh at all......

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At night, more than a dozen large bonfires were lit outside the tent.

This place in Afghanistan has a huge temperature difference between day and night, and it is hot to death during the day, but it can freeze you into a popsicle at night.

Therefore, when the tent lacks sufficient thermal equipment, huddled together to bake the fire is the most suitable way to heat the house;

At the moment, these campfires are filled with all kinds of fruits and drinks, as well as fragrant whole sheep that have been forked on the shelves and smeared with Chinese chefs' secret ingredients;

Next to a fire in the middle, Yang Zhu and seven mercenaries were sitting together, enjoying the roast mutton split by the security personnel - I don't know if they were overly concerned, except for the security personnel, the rest of the people were not allowed to touch the knives, and even the chefs were actually security personnel.

Yang Zhu, who had a blue nose and swollen face, picked up the juice and said to these mercenaries who had suffered enough today:

"Good performance today!"

"So I decided that if you stay like this, when the movie is released, I'll give you a 5% box office share as your reward!"

The mercenaries' eyes suddenly lit up, and the pain on their bodies disappeared without a trace, after this period of contact, they naturally knew that this extremely ruthless director made movies that were all at the box office, hundreds of millions of dollars and billions of dollars, even after deducting the theater share and paying taxes, the 5% box office share was definitely far more than their own salary.

Ivanov raised his left arm with difficulty and slapped Yang Zhu's shoulder fiercely: "Yang! You are too generous! You are a good person!"

Then he said with some dissatisfaction: "Such good news, we should open a bottle of wine to celebrate, but this is only damn juice!"

Yang Zhu rolled his eyes: "Since you have arrived in other people's countries, you have to follow other people's traditions and taboos, okay?"

Ivanov, of course, knows the situation in Afghanistan, and here, wine, women, pork, and their favorite gamble, don't even think about it!

So he muttered a few times depressedly:

"This lamb is very good, but without wine, I always feel that it tastes bad!"

"Also, I'm going to use alcohol to relieve the pain in my body!"

"Yang, you are too ruthless, I am almost crippled by you!"

Yang Zhu rubbed the corners of his swollen mouth:

"Since it's to pursue the truth, it must be true, otherwise why should I come to you?"

"Your advantage is that you are a real first-class mercenary,"

"It's just that in front of the camera, you need enough external stimulation to perform and ask!"

"Besides, didn't I get beaten up by you too!"

Ivanov thought that he had finally taken revenge today, and he was extremely happy:

"Hehe, who made you write this paragraph on the script, it was completely your own shame to be beaten!"

"However, I directly suspect that you CUT didn't let me play the part about beating you until the second time, all for revenge in advance!"

Yang Zhu snorted: "You think I'm so boring!"

"You're embarrassed to say that the first time, you were facing me, and your legs and stomach were soft,"

"That look, that facial expression, it's like a Pekingese dog who has seen a tiger, how did you let me give it to you?"

Ivanov smiled embarrassedly, when he was in the first article, he was indeed too taboo against Yang Zhu, so the domineering and bloodthirsty nature of the role was not shown at all, until he was beaten by Yang Zhu, which stimulated his ferocity, and the second one finally passed.

But he also admires Yang Zhu, obviously he is a master, but he plays the kind of stupid goose feeling of a rookie on the battlefield, that part has a lot of Chen Long's flavor, and as the main director, in order to pursue the effect, he did not hesitate to be beaten by himself, and he did not find fault with revenge afterwards, no wonder people can become big directors at a young age.

Yang Zhu blew a few words with a few other people, and finally said: "Actually, today, what really catches my eye is the guy Slingshot;"

"Don't look at his shots today, but the kind of decisiveness in the gun throwing link, as well as the smooth hand of unloading the magazine, are really wonderful!"

"What's more, he behaved completely different from the plot of the usual movie, after losing the spear, he didn't immediately pull out a knife to fight me, but took out a pistol to keep backing up and widen the distance, and even rolled several times on the ground full of small stones,"

"Don't underestimate these actions, after such a set of details, it will give the audience the feeling that they are two different things,"

"First, as long as you are not blind, you will know that he is a master;"

"Second, this kind of behavior of constantly retreating to maintain the superiority of his weapon makes people feel that this is a person with rich combat experience, not the kind of Tie Hanhan who obviously has a gun but does not use it, and only uses a knife to be tough. ”

"Thirdly, it is to make the audience think, why is such an experienced combat master so reluctant?"

"Then the answer is very clear, on the real battlefield, it is extremely cruel, and any handsome behavior will kill you, so even a master like a slingshot must be like a mouse to save his life;"

In this way, the audience can see this kind of picture that is completely different from the usual movie plot, which can be refreshing and feel the real sense of reality in many details. ”

The slingshot that was still covering his elbow was a little proud when he heard this:

"That is, since Yang said that as long as the pursuit of truth is pursued, under the framework of the established plot, a mercenary can behave how he should behave, then I naturally brought the set on the battlefield over;"

Then there was some contempt on his face:

"I've also seen a few movies, and there are so many bugs in them, especially those villains, who are so easily provoked that they lose their guns and have a hand-to-hand fight with the protagonist with knives at most;"

"Isn't that stupid?"

"It's a person with a sound IQ who knows that between life and death, there is always a means to use what means, in order to survive, even chrysanthemums can be sold, hand-to-hand combat is always the last helpless move, what is it to shoot at a male protagonist who has no weapons?"

"Also, after watching those movies, if the villain takes the initiative to throw a gun and have a hand-to-hand fight with the male protagonist, I can still suspect that he has a problem with his IQ, but seeing that the male protagonist can still be so alive after being blown up at the blast point and being shot a few times, I simply doubt my life!"

"You know, even if you are wearing body armor, as long as you don't insert a steel plate and are shot by an AK47, it is definitely a big hole, and even if you don't die, you will definitely lose your combat capability,"

"And the male protagonist who doesn't have any protective measures on his body is still vigorous after being shot a few times, as if there is no, are they superhuman?"

Yang Zhu smiled, he naturally didn't bother to explain that this was a variety of magic changes made by the director in order to put a halo on the protagonist, in fact, if it weren't for finding a group of real masters like himself to make mercenary movies, any contemporary gunfight film, if it were to pursue reality, would make the audience yawn - have you ever seen a real gunfight scene? It's the kind of two sides hiding behind bunkers and shields like turtles, holding guns and shooting indiscriminately without raising their heads.

This may seem completely implausible to the average person, but in fact, if it were not for the clash of elite troops or regular armies between great powers, this would be a true portrayal of modern warfare.

Therefore, some people joke that even a superpower like the United States, when ordinary soldiers lose heavy weapons and air support, their performance on the battlefield will definitely not be better than those Afghan villagers who have just touched the gun!

So Yang Zhu changed the topic: "The hand you took off the magazine just now is handsome enough, have you used this trick before?"

Hearing Yang Zhu mention this, the slingshot became even more proud:

"That is, it was said that it was strictly in accordance with the reaction on the battlefield, so naturally it is true;"

"You have to know that those of us who do accurate marksmen are different from snipers, not only do we need to shoot accurately, but we also need to have extremely high short-arc reaction ability;"

"Remember that time we ...... in Africa"

just bragged and ate meat, and soon it was ten o'clock in the evening, and a group of mercenaries returned to the tent with some dissatisfaction under Yang Zhu's prompting, and they had to get up early in the morning tomorrow to film!

And Li Lan and Liu Jiong, who were silent on the side, saw Yang Zhu's "deliberate hostility", "armed suppression", "beating and selling miserably", "heavy profit temptation", "equal rights talk", "sycophancy encouragement" and a series of other means today.

Although there was no wave on his face, he was faintly curious in his heart:

Many of these methods are very similar to the one in the officialdom, could it be that this guy has been mixed up before?

Otherwise, how could it be so much like a gas guzzler?

With deep doubts, Liu Jiong changed the peripheral shift with another group of security personnel.

And Li Lan got into Yang Zhu's tent, still sitting on the horse like a robot, pretending to sleep......

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PS: In the past two days, in order to consult the information, I went over the wall to read a few articles in the "Mercenary" magazine more than ten years ago, although because of the sparse English, I can only understand half of the content, but I have to say......

Compared with the large security companies such as Blackwater (now renamed XE Company) and EO with PMC licenses (Private Military Contractor Licenses), those small mercenary groups that only have PSC licenses (Private Security Company Licenses) and have been active in Africa, Central America, and the Middle East are really miserable! Sometimes I wonder why they don't go back to their own countries and live honestly? Even if they receive a handout, it is much better than the life described in the article!