Lei Ming and Ermaosi didn't know what the password of the Qilin detachment was, so they didn't dare to answer randomly. Jing Yi and Wu Stamping have no modern military concept at all, and they were confused at once. Mo Qianxing was thinking, did you tell me the password?

Just when the five of them were fainting, they heard Zhang Qiusheng's voice reporting: "Report to Team Leader Mo, Zhang Qiusheng of the special service Qilin detachment is standing guard here, please instruct!" ”

Since the establishment of the Qilin detachment, Mo Qianxing heard Zhang Qiusheng call him Team Leader Mo for the first time. There is another person next to him, who is also giving a military salute, this is Sun Bu Roll.

Mo Qianxing is very satisfied, Zhang Qiusheng still respects me very much in front of outsiders, unlike that Li Mantun, who has never been in shape.

Mo Qianxing asked, "What about Zhao Rufeng and the other comrades?" ”

Report Team Leader Mo, Captain Zhao and other comrades are resting. Zhang Qiusheng casually pointed to a mountain rock next to him.

Walking along this rock, and turning again, a depression appeared in front of me. Eighteen men sat cross-legged on the ground with guns in their arms. Zhao Rufeng shouted softly: "Lizheng!" Salute! ”

Mo Qianxing was very happy, the Qilin detachment was not ambiguous at the critical moment, and softly greeted the members of the Qilin detachment: "Hello, comrade!" ”

"Chief, chief, good!" Soft, but neat and powerful.

"Comrades, hard work!"

"For, people, people, service!"

Ermaosi and thunder don't matter. They have seen this kind of scene a lot, but it is rare to see it in the forward position of actual combat.

Jing Yi and Wu Chong were dumbfounded. When did the students of Twenty-One become so formal? It's as if they are also so-so in the battle of life and death with people. Besides, the two old-fashioned don't understand what kind of formation this is.

Mo Qianxing said to Zhao Rufeng: "Send someone to replace Zhang Qiusheng." Let's have a meeting. ”

Zhao Rufeng designated Tong Wucha to change the guard. Tong Wucha went to change the guard in a proper manner, and he completely lost the kind of giggling face he had on the plane.

Did you hear the dragon's roar just now? Mo Qianxing asked straight to the point: "There are also gunshots." ”

Just now, just now, the scream, yes, yes, is the dragon? Zhang Qiusheng stammered and asked, "Really, it's a dragon?" Yes, surely dragons? ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, Zhang Qiusheng asked again: "Do you know how many there are?" Seeing Mo Qianxing shaking his head, Zhang Qiusheng said anxiously: "It's a bad thing, I'm afraid I can't win this battle." Alas, if you can't wait for the New Year, you're going to die here. ”

This is to disturb the morale of the army! Mo Qianxing regretted that he shouldn't have called this guy to a meeting. Zhang Qiusheng suddenly raised his head again and said, "This is not right! Another dragon's roar, another gunshot. Dragons and guns don't match! Are you mistaken? ”

This, this, no one answered. The practice of the Qilin detachment is that the leaders and outsiders are all led by Zhang Qiusheng, and nothing else is interjected. If you talk too much, it is easy to conflict with each other, and then expose the filling.

Mo Qianxing and the two cultivation bosses had never thought about this question, and they had never heard the dragon scream and didn't know how to answer.

And Lei Ming and that Ermaosi, they didn't hear the dragon's roar at all. The two of them looked at each other, and there was a dragon calling just now? Why didn't I hear that? Is there really a dragon in this world?

Hey——, seeing that no one answered, Zhang Qiusheng's question came again: "As the saying goes, the tiger roars and the dragon roars, that is, the tiger roars, and the dragon roars." And just now it was a roar, are you sure it's a dragon howling? ”

This question is even more difficult to answer, Mo Qianxing looked at Jing Yi and Wu Chong. The two big men of Xiuzhen can be regarded as old revolutionaries encountering new problems. Jing Yi, who had never been in the habit of scratching his scalp, had to scratch his scalp at this time and said: "Maybe, I'm afraid, Long Li, sometimes I have to roar once or twice." Besides, our Chinese dragons are indeed groaning, while the dragons in the West, I'm afraid they don't groan, they are roaring. "Nima, I usually never pay attention to the difference between yelling, yelling, shouting, howling, roaring, and groaning, and it is really a headache when it comes to things. The main reason is that Zhang Qiusheng has too many ghosts in Mingtang, which makes people unguardable.

Zhang Qiusheng stopped talking nonsense, and sat cross-legged on the ground in contemplation. Everyone was speechless, they were all standing or sitting, all in contemplation. The people of the Qilin detachment are not thinking about anything, the dragon is in their ring, there is nothing to say. Zhang Qiusheng has always been responsible for fooling the leaders, and they have nothing to say.

The other five people were really thinking, this battle is not easy to fight. The key is that the dragon can fly and occupy absolute air superiority. There's no way to hit it yet!

The cultivators were thinking, in the air, the dragon would breathe fire and put it aside first. Can our flying sword slash a dragon? If it hits, can one sword or two swords kill it? There are people in the same path who have fought with Western monks, and when they encounter dragons, they are all failures, and if they do not die, they are seriously injured. So much so that they have not accumulated experience in fighting Western dragons. Headaches, really headaches.

Lei Ming and that Ermaosi are even more headaches. Dragons fly in the sky, how to fight? With missiles? Dragons are living creatures, and they are probably extremely flexible in the sky, so missiles can't be targeted, right? Thermal missiles can be tracked, but thermal missiles are after the heat of an aircraft engine. Does a dragon have so much heat that it can be tracked by a missile? Neither of them is a military expert and does not understand this issue very well, so they have a headache.

Among the people present, Zhang Qiusheng had the most flexible head and the most ghost ideas. Mo Qianxing's head hurt and he couldn't think of a good move, so he asked, "Hey, Zhang Qiusheng, have you come up with any good way to deal with it?" ”

Mo Tou, can you bring in a batch of ground-to-air missiles, anti-aircraft guns, and anti-aircraft machine guns? Zhang Qiusheng said: "We will form a three-dimensional air defense network. ”

It's nothing to adjust these anti-aircraft weapons, Mo Qianxing said gloomily: "But I'm afraid these weapons have no effect on the dragon." The dragon's flight is fast, the flight trajectory is flexible and changeable, and the missile may not be accurate. ”

Whatever, if I can't kill them, they can hurt, and if they don't hurt, they can itch, in short, I want them to have some scruples. Zhang Qiusheng said: "We can't be beaten passively! Even if they can't be killed, they have to be avoided. This gives our fighters the initiative. ”

Again, we must not be beaten passively. Zhang Qiusheng's opinion is also a solution that has no choice. Mo Qianxing left and applied to his superiors for the transfer of anti-aircraft weapons.

It's dawn, the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, and it's okay all day. The Qilin detachment is hiding in the enchantment, and everyone can do whatever they like. Zhao Rufeng ordered, no matter what you do, you must go to bed on time. Keep your body well in case of emergencies.

Chinese New Year's Eve, the whole day is fine. The players are still doing their own thing. Zhang Qiusheng worked on the script for both days, and of course he followed the order to sleep on time.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the thunder came. Lei Ming and another major carried a thermos bucket full of dumplings. All the members of the Qilin detachment are Liu Ping's friends, and Lei Ming must let them eat dumplings in the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Zhang Qiusheng immediately withdrew the enchantment. Zhao Rufeng also sent two sentry posts to pretend to be a ghost. Alas, the secret of the cultivation cannot be leaked. Actually, the question about the dragon has already revealed the secret of cultivation.

A bucket of dumplings is a little less. However, in such a forward position, the large number of people will attract the attention of the enemy. Lei Ming apologized to the Qilin team members, and invited the team members to have a good meal after the battle.

The team members expressed their gratitude to Lei Ming. Zhang Qiusheng handed Lei Ming and the major two packets of soft China and a jar of wine.

Cigarettes, it doesn't matter. Bringing alcohol to the battlefield? Let's not talk about violating military orders. I came with them, and I didn't see Zhang Qiusheng bring a big wine jar! How did he bring it?

Zhang Qiusheng bragged while eating dumplings: "Our team, the battle has always been a victory in a hundred battles." Although the battle was not many, it was never defeated. Alas——, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep the glorious record this time. I often walk by the river without getting my shoes wet. ”

Why does this Zhang Qiusheng always say things that shake the morale of the army? They don't care about the captain! When Lei Ming was about to say a few words about Zhang Qiusheng, this guy's words came again: "This wine, it was originally intended to be a celebration wine." Now there is no merit to celebrate, Lao Lei, you can take it and drink it. Remember, this is a hundred-year-old puree, and a jar of wine should be exchanged for more than 32 catties of ordinary wine. ”

Lei Ming looked at the other team members, and everyone was eating dumplings with their heads bored. Zhang Qiusheng's frustrating words did not seem to shake the morale of the army.

Zhang Qiusheng eats quickly, huli hula, speaks without delaying the eating of dumplings, and more than 20 dumplings are already in the stomach in the blink of an eye. He didn't care if anyone else had enough to eat, but no one seemed to think he was eating too much. Lei Ming was a little confused about the situation of this team and Zhang Qiusheng's status in this team.

Zhang Qiusheng wiped his mouth and suddenly said, "Hey, Lao Lei, would you like to go deep behind enemy lines with us to reconnoitre?" In short, we cannot fight a war of indeterminacy. Before the battle, the enemy must be touched. ”

Reconnaissance behind enemy lines? Well, that's a great idea. Lei Ming is willing. He was still angry about the Kirin detachment's silent passage through the Guò defensive line. By scouting together, you can find out what they are doing. Besides, it is also necessary to find out the arrangement of the enemy.

Good! Lei Ming asked, "When are you leaving?" ”

Zhang Qiusheng raised his hand and said, "Finish smoking this cigarette and leave." Then he asked Zhao Rufeng: "Can you send Lao Wu and Da Lao Sun to join us?" ”

Wu Zhen cultivates high and does things steadily. And Sun Buroll and Wu Zhen are long-term partners. Zhao Rufeng nodded in agreement.

Lei Ming once again found that the people of the Qilin detachment usually hang out and do things vigorously. Zhang Qiusheng finished the cigarette in three puffs and two puffs, threw the cigarette butt and stood up and left. Lei Ming didn't have time to go back to his unit to say hello, so he hurriedly followed Zhang Qiusheng and left.

There was a black rumbling around, and Lei Ming and the major used all their eyesight to reluctantly follow Zhang Qiusheng, but they finally didn't fall and didn't make a sound. It was quick and fast, and it didn't take long to reach the foot of the opposite mountain.

Zhang Qiusheng said: "Lao Wu, you and Da Lao Sun went to sleep with the enemy sentry, and we will be fine." Of course, the thunder and the major could not hear it, and the enemy could not hear it.

Lei Ming saw Zhang Qiusheng press his hand down, meaning to tell them to lie down. Lei Ming followed Zhang Qiusheng and lay down together. Wu Zhen and Sun Buroll quietly touched the enemy position.