Chapter 428: It's a Character!
At nightfall, the Northwest Provisional Command flew two Mi-26 large helicopters, which did not belong to the Northwest Military District, but to the Southwest Military District.
Soon, after the helicopter landed, several officers jumped from it, one of them a middle-aged officer with the rank of three-star captain in his hand, and quickly walked into the temporary command center with three officers.
The twenty-four Southwest Special Operations Squads, who had been waiting in the open space for a long time, saw this scene and made eye contact with each other one by one, no one spoke, but the gestures matched the eyes, and the communication seemed to be very smooth.
"I haven't seen this guy before, is he an officer at the Southwest Military Region Force Base?"
Ye Feilin asked.
Chen Feng gestured and replied: "I don't know, I haven't seen it!" ”
"Three captains, two lieutenants, and one second lieutenant, Nima's battle is a bit of a highlight!" Wang Hao grinned and gestured in his smile.
The others also felt a little interesting, after all, the four of them were in the army, and they were also middle-level officers, and besides, from the short time just now, everyone had a strong murderous aura.
Lin Zhen told several teammates around him his judgment, and also reminded them to be low-key, low-key. It is not because they won the first place among the two military regions in the first phase of the large-scale military competition, because they are still young birds compared to many soldiers who have really killed the enemy.
Leng Feng said: "What do you think we can do outside the border of the Northwest Military Region?" ”
Wang Hao next to him pursed his lips and gestured and said: "Go more, practice with the border soldiers, either jointly suppress bandits, or crack down on drug dealers, or deter Xiaoxiao and raise the prestige of our country......"
"However, the power of the equipment on our bodies has increased by more than one notch." Leng Feng frowned and straightened up the Type 88 sniper rifle in his hand.
Wang Hao also glanced at the Type 95 assault rifle in his hand and felt incredible.
The six-member team of their Dragon Soul Special Operations Team actually had three Type 95 assault rifles, one Type 88 sniper rifle, two Type 05 submachine guns, Type 06 whispering pistols, anti-terrorist sniper crossbows, and 25-kilogram weight-bearing backpacks.
The most important thing is that in addition to military exercise bullets, they are also equipped with half of real bullets and real bombs.
"It's definitely not an ordinary military exercise, and I now doubt that it should be a confrontation between each other, otherwise these real bullets are too dangerous."
Leng Feng said.
Lin Zhen vaguely grasped something, but he was not sure, so he didn't tell a few brothers, but this incident reminded him in his heart, this time, he must be cautious, the danger factor is too high.
Whether it is the upgrading of weapons and equipment, or the carrying of half of the real bullets and real bombs, these two signals tell him that this time is by no means an ordinary military exercise.
"I hope it doesn't get too exciting." Lin Zhen thought secretly.
Other special operations teams are also interacting with each other, and for them, these are all new attempts and challenges.
Moreover, outside the borders of Huaxia, everything has become very dangerous and delicate!
Ten minutes later, the four officers walked out of the temporary command center, and the middle-aged captain at the front was still holding a folder in his hand, and they came to the front of the square team of the southwest special operations team.
The powerful momentum exuded by the four people gave this group of special combat members who had just experienced a tragic killing battle a strong sense of oppression, and they asked themselves that they were already very fierce, but they were still a little depressed by the impact of only four people.
Lin Zhen and Han Feng and a limited number of other special combat team members, their pupils opened slightly, so familiar.
Yes, several special combat personnel who have experienced the first battle of the Golden Triangle have felt that familiar taste, which is the kind of atmosphere that only special forces have, not only murderous spirit, but also an unparalleled strong and resolute spirit, firm belief and tenacious will.
These are not something that ordinary people can condense, but a comprehensive breath that slowly condenses on the body after countless days and nights, hard training, and various life and death battlefield tests.
If you have a little eyesight, as long as you see them, you can see them at a glance.
Of course, in Lin Zhen's opinion, these people are powerful, but they are not the most powerful group, in his cognition, even if they have experienced their kind of process and have this special aura condensed on their bodies, but it is impossible for the really strong to easily expose this breath.
Thinking back to Lu Fengyun and Zhang Jin and the others he had seen a few times before, he couldn't feel this kind of breath, not that they were inferior to the four people in front of him, on the contrary, he even thought that the four people in front of him were definitely not at the level of Lu Fengyun and Zhang Jin.
This is a feeling, and it is also an aura judgment.
Lin Zhen didn't know what kind of breath he gave to the people around him, but he felt that people couldn't feel the killing and anger that he had before, of course, unless someone could completely provoke him, when it came to the real killing battlefield, maybe in the gunfire and cannonballs, Lin Zhen's terrible killing and anger would be awakened.
The audience was a little quiet, and after the middle-aged captain looked around, he counted the lists one by one, taking the special operations team as a unit, and the twenty-four promoted southwest special operations teams were all in place.
The middle-aged captain didn't talk too much nonsense, and his words were short and sonorous, and the capable rhythm made the blood of the audience boil a little.
If this is coupled with some fierce words before the battle, I am afraid that the group of special combat personnel in front of me will definitely be as high-spirited as chicken blood, I can only say that this middle-aged captain is well versed in stimulating the morale of the team, and his voice has a subwoofer effect, full of manliness.
Looking at him, or being around him, gives an absolute sense of security and belonging.
"It's a character!"
Lin Zhen secretly praised.
After a few brief explanations from the middle-aged captain, he gave an order, and the square team was divided into two groups, each with twelve special operations teams, each boarding a helicopter.
Ten minutes later, the plane took off into the air to meet the darkness of night and flew away from the temporary command center of the Northwest Military Region.
The temporary command center, which is also constantly dismantling the temporary facilities here in the hot operation of the logistics support soldiers, is a laborious military exercise, just for the first phase of the military competition in just one night, it mobilized a logistics support team of several hundred people, and transferred all kinds of electronic equipment and construction equipment in a large area.
Today, everything seems to have fulfilled its mission, and the temporary command center is broken down.
The helicopter flew quickly in the night sky, heading in the direction of the west, and embarked on an unknown journey with the hopes of more than a hundred special combat personnel.