Chapter 65: This Is Not a Drill!
After sending off the leaders of the public security organs, our squad held a battle summary meeting under the personal chairmanship of the brigade commander, but fortunately, in our three drills, except for the first anti-hijacking exercise, there were not many public security comrades to intervene, and the other two were basically based on the criminals played by the comrades of the public security. Although at the battle summary meeting, the captain criticized us a lot, and there was no obvious praise, but from his words more or less can still feel, he is still relatively satisfied with the performance of our team this time, of course, the four walls that were blown up by us still have to let us build ourselves, and at the same time, the sanitation of the indoor sheh training ground is also contracted by our team for a week, this situation is also beyond our expectations, I thought it was really the same as what Dunxiang said, Those damaged buildings and facilities have to be bought by us at our expense, after all, although it is a directional blasting, but still some of the facilities in the room have been blown up, and now this situation, we are still very happy to see, as long as it doesn't cost money, hey, then let's say, after all, my monthly allowance is so little, and I have to save to buy gifts for my Xiaoyu.
In the week after the leaders of the public security organs left, in addition to the normal training and eating and sleeping time every day, our rest time was basically spent in the indoor training ground. Build the wall! I also have to clean, and the captain doesn't know where the idea came from, saying that the wall color is a little incongruous after the wall is repaired, and he wants us to paint the whole room aside, and then what is it, the room layout in the simulated residential area can't keep up with the current trend, so rearrange and plan.
I'll go to it, it's still trendy, I'm trendy your uncle, why aren't you not mainstream! Why don't you go to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun! Also trendy too! But although we think so in our hearts, we don't dare to say it! (I respect, handsome, civil and military comrade Captain, if you see it, just talk nonsense when I drink too much, let's not be anxious, otherwise the next time I go back to see my brothers, you will probably have to train me again.) οΌ
In this way, the twelve members of our team spent a whole week of rest in the indoor training ground building, painting, decorating, and cleaning.
"WhewβI'm special! It's finally the last day, and if I continue to do this, why should I be a special combat member? Directness is a cleaner! Dunxiang complained while wiping the shooting platform with a rag in the indoor slamming training ground.
"Hahaha, that's a good feeling, after you retire and change jobs in the future, you can go directly to the cleaning company to apply, and when asked, you can brag that you have done it before, and it is definitely professional." Listening to Dunxiang's words, I couldn't help but be amused by him, and joked with him.
"Professional, your uncle is professional, why don't you go to clean the toilet! Look how clean you have been cleaning the toilet in the past two days! "Dunxiang also didn't give in and scared me back.
"Okay, okay, don't be poor, hurry up and finish cleaning, there will be something to do in a while, I have to write a thought report tonight, hurry up and finish cleaning, otherwise I will have to use a flashlight again tonight." Before I could finish my sentence, another member of the team interrupted and stopped the two of us from talking.
"! You don't say I've forgotten! And thought reports! This Nima! Ahh......h Bag ......" Dunxiang suddenly shouted when he heard it.
"Woo woo woo" Dunxiang's words were not finished, and suddenly a battle alarm sounded in the entire indoor slamming training ground!
"The independent squad immediately put on equipment, receive weapons, and assemble in the combat command room!" Accompanied by the battle alarm, the voice of the captain sounded from the loudspeaker.
The twelve of us glanced at each other, and immediately threw away the broom, rag or something in our hands, and with a "snap", the twelve of us immediately rushed out, which was really called non-stop, first picked up the black wind by the way, and then rushed to the equipment room to put on the equipment, and then went to the armory to receive their respective weapons.
"Report!" Lao Mao took us to the door of the combat command room and made a report.
"Come in!" The captain stared at the big screen in the combat command room, didn't look back, and said without looking at us.
The twelve of us plus the black wind immediately ran in, without any password, and very consciously lined up behind the captain.
When we had consciously finished our formation, the captain turned around and waved his hand, and the two combat staff officers next to him came over with a suitcase. When I looked closely, it wasn't another box, it was a bullet box with bullets.
The captain looked at us and said, "Comrades! According to the report of the public security organ, two criminals were surrounded by our public security officers in an office building after the robbery, and at the same time hijacked six staff members in the office building! The criminals possessed a pistol and a long gun, which could easily injure one public security officer and one hostage! At the same time, it was claimed that explosives had been installed in the building, and the negotiation team of the public security organs had intervened, and the negotiations failed! Now, I command you to destroy this wretch! β
"Yes! Resolutely complete the mission! The twelve of us immediately stood up and replied in a loud voice.
With another wave of his hand, the two combat staff officers beside him opened the bullet boxes and handed over the magazines full of bullets to us. When I looked, it! It turned out to be live ammunition! Not only me, but everyone in our team had a look of surprise. Due to the strict management of firearms and ammunition, it is almost always difficult for us to see live ammunition except for target shooting.
The captain looked at our surprised expression, and his indifferent expression immediately became serious: "Comrades! This is not a drill, it is a real battle! You are no longer facing targets or your own comrades, but vicious criminals! What you have in your hands is no longer empty ammunition, but live ammunition! If a team member dies or a hostage dies, it won't be smoke, but real blood! Now I'll give you a choice! You can choose not to participate, and I will immediately send other veteran team members to participate! β
"Use me in the first battle! Use me to win! We all stood up again and shouted.
"Good! You remember it for me! This is not a drill! This is real combat! I must be guaranteed the safety of the hostages! Destroy these two crumbs! Then give me the full back! "When the captain heard our call, he immediately clenched his fist with one hand and waved forward.
"Yes! Resolutely complete the mission! "As if in response to the captain's actions, we shouted in unison again.
"Now! I command! Independent squad of the Special Operations Brigade! Let's go! Take the bus to Apron 2 to board your flight! β
"To the right - turn! Run β Walk! "Under Lao Mao's command, the twelve people of our squad and Heifeng quickly ran towards the outside of the combat command room. Outside the gates of the operational command room, three Warriors were parked and waiting for us. We immediately boarded the car, speechless.
A few minutes later, under the speed of these three warriors, we arrived at the No. 2 tarmac, and from a long distance we heard the noise of the helicopter's propellers, which showed that it was already there ready and waiting for us to board.
After getting off the warriors, we grabbed our weapons and equipment, and immediately ran to the helicopter, opened the helicopter's sliding door, and jumped on one by one.
Seeing the ground getting farther and farther away, the three or two warriors and ground crews gradually became smaller and smaller, and we began to fly towards the scene of the crime.
On the plane, we checked the weapons and ammunition we were carrying again, and we were all speechless. Although I don't know how many times I have been on such a helicopter, this time is different, because this is not a drill, but a real battle, a real battle! And this time, no matter what the result is, it will become a lifelong memory for our squad. I don't know what everyone else was thinking on the helicopter, but the words of the captain kept echoing in my ears: "Comrades! This is not a drill, it is a real battle! You are no longer facing targets or your own comrades, but vicious criminals! What you have in your hands is no longer empty ammunition, but live ammunition! If a team member dies or a hostage dies, it won't be smoke, but real blood! β
Yes, this is not a drill, this is a real battle, even if you usually practice well, if you lose in actual combat, or if you cause the sacrifice of team members or the death of hostages, no matter how good you usually practice, it will not help, and what we can do is what we must do, is to completely eliminate this group of miscellaneous people under the condition of ensuring the safety of the hostages and ourselves!