"Two gentlemen, I also have a question for you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIf there was an opportunity, an opportunity that could change the course of your life, would you consider giving up your career as a journalist? Zhao Yiyi took a few steps towards the Humvee waiting outside the tent, then suddenly stopped and turned back to ask Krielman and Koeman.

The two white journalists were a little caught off guard by this slightly obtrusive question. After a slight hesitation, Krielman shook his head firmly. Koeman looked excited and expectant. The reflections of these two people are completely in line with Lu Xiaobei's profile of them, this girl is slowly entering the role of the head of her military intelligence department.

"Then please come to Thirty Mile Fort when you have time, and our front base will come to me. Whether you become a journalist or not, there will be unexpected opportunities waiting for you. With that, Zhao Yi turned around and approached the Humvee.

"Uncle, I can't see it, you're full of drama." MissFox was impressed today with this self-proclaimed foot-picker.

In a corner of the base of the green paint zone, in a tent fenced with a heavy blast wall, Kong Heng is carefully soldering electronic components with a pen soldering iron. A big boy with pimples on his face watched his every move carefully.

This place, known as the Black Zone, was the site of a heavy engineer squad of the Engineer Platoon. No one likes to be near here except for the class's own people. The things they play are unstable bombs in the eyes of others.

Kong Heng, a former PLA engineer, was the second batch of civilians to be transported. After retiring, he has been working as a blasting safety officer in a large state-owned mine, and it can be said that he has always dealt with these bombers. He sometimes thought about changing jobs, but the pressure of the mortgage and child support for his two children forced him to keep doing the work of dancing with death. There is no other reason, and you get more money for doing this kind of work.

Beside him, it was Chen Yongqing who was holding his chin and watching him work. Note that it is not Chen Yongqing, the commander of the engineer platoon, but a little ghost with the same name and surname as him. This little guy is the youngest traverser in the entire green paint base except for little Lori Anne. He was nineteen years old before he crossed and was still a senior in high school, a little fresh meat with no social experience. In order to distinguish him from the platoon commander, everyone called him Xiao Chen Yongqing.

As for why the nineteen-year-old is still a senior in high school? Then you have to ask him how many novels he read on his phone in his three years of high school. If he used half of his strength in reading novels to study, it was estimated that it would be okay to take the exam, but the result was that he was already in his third year of high school for the second time before the crossover, and he also had a resounding name - repeat student.

Kong Heng's welding action is very skilled, it seems that he has done this kind of work a lot, and it will be done in a short time. He put down the soldering iron in his hand and wiped his sweat with a towel around his neck, which was a delicate task that was very time-consuming and laborious.

"Don't we have a lot of wireless, why do you do all this stuff?" Xiao Chen Yongqing only dared to speak when he saw Kong Heng finished.

Kong Heng carefully packed it in a shockproof box with foam, turned around and slapped the little guy's head.

"You loser, you really don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil, and salt are. Those standard expensive goods, you use to make the trick of the devil? In the future, when you dispose of those waste explosives, where do you go to find safety, do you plan to use the fuse to light you. He Xing scolded with a smile.

Xiao Chen Yongqing didn't dare to reply, and sat there blankly, thinking about Kong Heng's operation steps just now.

"You said you are a little ghost, don't go to the communication platoon to mess with those girls, why are you here in this heavy engineer squad. We do a terrible job, no matter how dangerous others are, if they die, they will have a whole corpse. Even if we wear a full outfit, we may not be able to play with all hands and feet. Kong Heng began to persuade this little ghost again.

"Lao Kong, don't underestimate people. I also worked as a combat engineer in the dome for six months. Didn't I come out alive in Iraq and Afghanistan, didn't I just bomb it? What is there to be afraid of. "The child is the most unbearable for others to say that he can't do it, hearing Kong Heng teasing him, Xiao Chen Yongqing shouted that his neck was bruised.

"Okay, okay, you're capable. Will you tear down the one I just made? Kong Heng teased him again.

Now Xiao Chen Yongqing is dumbfounded, he really won't know this. He was trained as a combat engineer of the US army, which was different from the bomb disposal team. They only blow up, and they use standard explosives. How can he know how to defuse bombs, and besides, if he can do it himself, he will bother to come over and see what Kong Heng is welding, this veteran ruffian likes to make fun of him the most.

"I can tell you, I just did a trigger-type type, although I didn't connect the detonator, but don't mess around, or I'll play with you before you can use it. I've been working hard all morning to get these dozen or so. Kong Heng deceived this little ghost again.

"Oh, you want to lie to me again, I didn't connect the power, what a ghost. Squad leader, where did you learn to make things? Xiao Chen Yongqing wanted to talk about it, and even shouted Kong Heng's official title.

"I learned it in the army, and you are your kind of wealthy US military combat style. I've always been thinking about turning waste into combat power. Kong Heng wiped his sweat and recalled his military life.

Zhao Yi had already handed over the documents for compensation to Koike Shunichi to the Japanese army, but it was never the style of collecting money and not retaliating. Preparations are already underway for a new round of retaliatory strikes. Besides, they guessed that the Japanese would not spend any more money to eliminate the disaster this time.

Kong Heng had been working all morning for tonight's operation, in view of the fact that the Japanese had begun to learn to avoid mortar shelling when they heard the movement, and now the artillery bombardment was carried out, except that the first shot could guarantee a high hit, the results were not ideal. If you continue to use mortars to attack the positions of the Japanese army, according to the traversal public, the price is too low, and if you use so many shells, I really don't think it's worth it.

There are a large number of C4 high explosives in the inventory, these things are in Kong Heng's hands, plus some metal fragments, it is a big killing weapon. The self-made trigger induction is even more cheap, but I don't know how Kong Heng's craftsmanship is.

This heavy engineer squad was newly formed, imitating Maozi's heavy combat sappers, mainly to deal with later street battles and battles with strong fortifications. There are signs that the Japanese army began to fortify Fuzhou City, presumably trying to desperately resist the attack of the crossing people in this direction.

In the case that the heavy chariots are temporarily unable to cross the multi-river area and reach Fuzhou City, it is also imperative to form a heavy sapper.

Tonight, this newly formed heavy engineer squad will cooperate with the mountain troops to deliver a retaliatory strike against the Japanese patrol on the Golden State Avenue. In order to achieve the goal of the Japanese army to speed up the implementation of the full-scale raid through the crowd plan, as for the Japanese army will pay compensation according to the materials on the claim documents, no one with a brain thinks that there will be such a possibility. The materials asked for on that list are so exaggerated, and the things on it are underestimated to describe it with a lion's big mouth.

The "director's team" provided planes, tanks, infantry vehicles, and missiles, but did not include such a bargain as mines in the list of supplies to be delivered. Fortunately, enough explosives and detonators were prepared for the sappers.

Of course, Kong Heng can directly use the standard wireless to DIY (hands-on) remote control mines. But just like Kong Xing said, it is too bad to do it like this, and the landlord's margin is not much, and this thing is one less than one.

But it was difficult to stop this former PLA sapper. Kong Heng picked and chose from all kinds of replaced communication equipment, and forced more than a dozen trigger inductions from waste electronic components to see clearly, first connect this, and then use this to connect the detonator. Turn on the power supply when the person leaves. Don't get it wrong, it's going to kill you. Kong Xing told Xiao Chen Yongqing again.

This time the little guy didn't talk back, and nodded silently. Tonight he's leaving the base for the first time to take part in his first battle on this plane.