"Little B, Little B, charge!

Sitting on the side and looking at the boss's excited appearance, Dacheng felt that he was going crazy.

The armored car was whirring and running, almost the fastest speed it could travel at the moment.

Close to 100 kilometers an hour!

The model of this armored car is ICV-B, so it is nicknamed Little B by the boss!

Dacheng felt a little uncomfortable.

"Boss, boss, you're sober. Dacheng shouted, "Who did you learn this from?" Rao is such a calm person like him can't control the doubts in his heart, the boss shouldn't know this.

Gan Jing drove the armored car, stood up with a behemoth, and had a feeling of whistling and rushing, and replied casually: "I learned from you, didn't you teach me just now?"

A mouthful of "teach you uncle" was stuck in his throat and couldn't spit it out, and Dacheng felt a little stuffy in his chest.

This level of driving skill!

This optimal ability to dodge obstacles!

This ability to operate without even looking at it!

Dacheng suddenly felt a little trance, sitting in this armored car seemed to be back to the days of sitting in the instructor's car, this silky smooth, this kind of galloping excitement...... Oh, my past is catching up with me.

"This little B feels much more driving than driving. ”

Dacheng heard the boss's nickname for this Stryker again, and the trance of the world's changes quickly disappeared, the boss can even drive a plane, what's the big deal about driving an armored car now.

Isn't it just four more wheels than a car?

Isn't it more than a dozen tons heavier than a car?

Isn't it just a few more weapons than a car?

It makes sense!

It's just that Dacheng still cautiously put forward his opinion: "Boss, can you change your name? You shout like this a bit to destroy your image, you are a star." ”

"Nope. Gan Jing refused without looking back, "I am the captain who wanders in the sky, I am the captain who roars on land, and I am the one who pierces the ocean...... Uh......"

Gan Jing made a slowing down operation, then looked at Dacheng, and said seriously: "I have one dream left now, when can I drive a nuclear submarine." "The perfect piloting skills that I once obtained have been proven on planes, cars, and armored vehicles, so submarines must be able to drive too!

Dacheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this ideal is a bit floating, let's be realistic: "Boss, look at your driving level, you can come by yourself when those foreigners provoke and compete." ”

Gan Jing made an "OK" gesture: "No problem." After all......"

When he said this, his tone suddenly turned deep, and he looked at Dacheng with a serious face: "After all, I am also a Chinese soldier with a special mission. ”

Dacheng was stunned: "Ah? The boss is from the special forces?" If that's the case, then it can explain everything reasonably!

Gan Jing replied casually: "I am an actor. ”

Dacheng held his head in his hands, eager to use his head to smash all the dashboards in front of the boss, and now he can't tell which of the boss's words is true and which is false!

Actors, actors, I hate actors!

Especially the kind of actor who has good acting skills!

Especially the kind of actor who won the best actor!

……

A little later, the sun in Bagra was already setting in the west, and the twilight illuminated the suburbs with some magnificence.

The second Stryker arrived, and it continued the number of the previous one, ICV-D.

However, after this little D arrived, Jack's group of people were not so confident to "ask for advice", and a series of operations after the previous small drift were still in the eyes.

The level of "Dacheng", a retired soldier from China, has already amazed a group of people, and in the face of real operations, what advice, what arrogance, and what provocation are all turned into exchanges.

Dacheng regained his taciturn temperament after getting out of the car, but from time to time he saw the happy boss over there, and the feeling in his heart was really indescribable.

He can only comfort himself in his heart, the boss, maybe he is one of his own people, but he is more talented in acting, so he has played a more role, as the so-called, I am a brick of the revolution, where do you need to move.

In the evening, the two armored vehicles competed in the suburbs of Baghdad, with Gan Jing driving Xiao B and Jack driving Xiao D, and the two sides had a friendly and harmonious exchange and demonstration.

At 6:20, both armored vehicles stopped.

Jack got out of the car with palpitations, and looked at Dacheng, who also got out of the car, with a look of admiration.

He hesitated, gave Dacheng a thumbs up, and praised sincerely: "China No.1!"

Dacheng also hesitated for a moment and replied: "China is indeed No. 1, so what, the boss will be taught by me in the future." The second half of the sentence was instructed by the boss before getting out of the car.

Jack nodded, people are more skilled and perfect than their own group of people in this thing, and they really don't have the face to rob this kind of teaching.

Gan Jing nodded with a smile and said to Jack: "I have to bother everyone to pay more attention to the safety of the crew, and I will have some private bonuses on my side after the filming, please thank you." ”

Jack suddenly felt a lot more comfortable when he heard this, and immediately said, "This is what we should do." ”

Gan Jing smiled, and instead went to ride the jeep that came before, and the two armored vehicles were placed by Jack and others - in other words, this thing might really be stolen if it is not put away in a place like Baghdad.

All the way back to the hotel, Gan Jing was in a very good mood, this kind of experience of driving an armored car on the plains is not something ordinary people can have, this is not the life of the characters in the play, but the life of reality outside the play.

However, the inside and outside of the play are often intersecting, and this experience is really delicious for him.

After a brief meal in the evening, Gan Jing returned to his hotel room to read the script and learn about the situation of the domestic company, and then began to write anonymous answers on the domestic Q&A community Zhihu.

Two days ago, Lao Chen sent the Zhihu account registered in his name, and the inexplicable black material on Zhihu has become more and more noisy with the development of modern media.

When Gan Jing went to the United States to find communication between the two Hollywood giants, he naturally didn't have time to fix this, but now that he has returned to Baghdad, he has plenty of time.

How did you agree with the company before the first sentence?

Well, by the way, "Industry insiders came to break the news, not industry insiders, I will die for the whole family", tsk, this is not like a star himself said it, no one will guess that this is the case.

Gan Jing sat cross-legged on the carpet, leaning against the edge of the bed, frowning and thinking about how to arrange himself—again, it was a different experience for him.

Knock, knock, knock.

There was a knock on the door of the hotel.

Gan Jing subconsciously glanced at the time on his phone, it would be nine forty in the evening, who is looking for him at this point now?

Open the door and take a look.

Oh, flaming red lips.