Chapter 29: The director is "ousted".

On the bumpy mountain road, Zhang Yan drove the three nephews and ran fast. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Poor Director Jia was stuck in the side bucket because he was too fat, and the soft flesh on his buttocks was bumped by the stones on the mountain road.

"You drive slowly, your ass hurts!"

"I don't hurt!"

Facing the northwest wind in early winter, Director Jia's slightly thin hair was swept in the wind, revealing a brain door, sitting in the side bucket and looking at it from a distance, it looked like carrying a big meat ball.

When Zhang Yan drove the three nephews to the ground of the shooting range, the director's hair fluttering in the wind finally fell.

Zhang Yan parked the car steadily, and Chen Lixing quickly ran towards Zhang Yan.

"Card master, pull me!"

"Tell your assistant to pull you!"

The director's body was stuck in the side fight, and he struggled several times and couldn't get out.

Zhang Yan stood on the motorcycle, and jumped off the car with two long legs.

"Squad leader!"

"Well, has Gao Wei arrived?"

"Chief Gao is ready!"

"Did you shoot Xiao (xiao, four)?"

"The gunsmith has corrected (jiao, four sounds), and he is holding a new gun."

"I know, you take the veterans to show me the recruits, and there is no room for sloppiness in live shooting."

"Yes!"

"Where's Gao Wei?"

"Ammunition distribution office."

"Go ahead, organize the veterans, don't confuse me at this time."

"Yes!"

Chen Lixing saluted Zhang Yan and ran towards the veteran squad that had been waiting for a long time.

Due to the special task of the Longyan Brigade, the strength of a squad can reach 16 people, or even more.

When carrying out various unexpected tasks, it is possible to disrupt the establishment and act in groups depending on the situation.

Although Gao Wei led two squads of troops, it seemed very urgent to disperse on the empty shooting range.

Zhang Yan strode towards Gao Wei, and Director Jia finally stood up from his seat with the support of two assistants.

"Finally standing up, this place is so small. I'll never ride on this broken motorcycle again. ā€

Director Jia was helped out of the car by two assistants, although he saw the forbearance smile on the assistant's face, he directly chose to ignore it.

"Are all departments ready?"

"All set!"

"Huh? I'm not organized by anyone? ā€

The director was a little puzzled, he had just arrived at the shooting range, who commanded the departments to prepare?

Did someone overstep their authority?

So what is a director?

Seeing that Director Jia's face suddenly became very bad, the two assistants immediately told the matter.

"Director, it's Zhong Cheng!"

"Yes, it's him, it's his assignment after we came to the shooting range."

"That's how you listen to him?"

The director seems to be a little displeased, Zhong Cheng actually exceeded his authority!

In fact, there is one more thing that the director has not said, who pulled the crew to the shooting range at the door of the cafeteria.

Watching the reactions of the two assistants, the director already knew the answer he wanted.

"Director, he said what you said yesterday afternoon, and when you weren't there, the film crew listened to him."

"Yes, that's why the choreographer agreed to come along."

Listening to the words of the two assistants who shirked their responsibilities, the director remembered yesterday's words.

He did have Zhong Cheng do the work of commanding, but it was a temporary worker.

"This bastard, it's really shining when you give a little sunshine. Looks like it's time for a good bang. ā€

The director made up his mind and walked to the place where the director team was.

Looking at the director's darkened face, the two assistants did not have the excitement just now, and followed the director with a sad face, as if they were worried about their future.

The location of the shooting range resembles a basin, and the surrounding mountain walls have been blasted out by sappers with directional blasting, and the low hills surround the shooting range, and the cold northwest wind is not felt as soon as you enter.

The director walked to his place, where the awning had already been erected, and monitors and other equipment were placed underneath.

Zhong Cheng is standing next to the director's folding chair and waiting for the director's arrival.

"Director, you're here, sit down."

Looking at Zhong Cheng's sycophant, the director sneered and did not speak, and sat on his folding chair.

"It's bad, this is offending the director!"

Zhong Cheng looked at the director's displeasure and began to turn his brain.

"Director, do you think this arrangement will work?"

Zhong Cheng handed the division of labor table arranged by the crew to the director and waited for the director's instructions.

"Let it go!"

"Yes!"

"Zhong Cheng, you go and shoot a group, and I'll shoot some useful shots later."

"Yes!"

The director didn't look at Zhong Cheng from beginning to end, which made Zhong Cheng aware of the crisis, but he knew that he couldn't be in a hurry at this time, once he didn't leave to entangle here, he would be kicked out of the crew directly.

Looking at the back of Zhong Cheng leaving, the director sneered and took a sip of the hot tea that had been prepared a long time ago.

"Don't look at whose territory this is!"

"All departments are in place, and the filming team goes to the shooting range and follows the recruits!"

"VJ go shoot close-up, I want close-up of the stars shooting!"

"The second film crew is going to shoot the instructor!"

The director sat in his position with a walkie-talkie and commanded in a unified manner, and he actually found a trace of the feeling of fighting.

"If I want to shoot twice, will Instructor Zhang agree?"

After a day's time, the director has long understood that Zhang Yan is in charge of the shooting troops.

As an old fritter, he is not stupid, and with good cooperation, Zhang Yan must be a story of hello, me, hello, and everyone.

Thinking of Zhang Yan, the director quickly raised his head and searched for Zhang Yan on the shooting range.

Ammunition distribution office, which is a place where recruits must pass through for live ammunition shooting.

According to the process of live shooting, starting from the preparation area to the gun inspection area, and then going to the ammunition distribution office to collect the ammunition, the gun can be shot in the shooting area after the gun and ammunition are combined.

In order to ensure safety, the live ammunition of recruits is separated before the start of the shooting.

"You counted the bullets for me, do you understand?"

"Don't worry, my senior class leader."

Gao Wei smiled hesitantly, and said reassuring words to Zhang Yan, but his eyes peeked at the area where the recruit class was located from time to time.

"Don't give me a, you-stirring stick will not change your virtue when you become an officer."

"It's not like you don't know me."

As if Zhang Yan had pierced the little Jiujiu in his heart, Gao Wei returned his gaze to Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan sneered and gave Gao Wei a big roll of his eyes.

"Squad leader, did you say that you are still playing so hard when you come back?"

"Is there one?"

"Yes, that's great for recruits!"

"Damn, that's what you say!"

As soon as he heard Zhang Yan's mouth dirty, Gao Wei grinned.

"Squad leader, you said it's been several years, why did the brigade suddenly call you back?"

"God knows, Lao Tzu also wants to know this question."

"Forehead ......"

Gao Wei has a black line in his head, don't you know, what about liars?

"Alright, don't be poor, remember your mission. Lao Tzu went to see the recruits. ā€

"Okay!"

Zhang Yan no longer paid attention to Gao Wei, and walked straight towards the preparation area where the recruit class was located.

Gao Wei turned his head to look at the ammunition box beside him, and the rows of yellow-orange-orange bullets glowed like yellow.

"Holy shit, the bullet casings are all green, why is the warhead still like this."

The director sat in his place and watched Zhang Yan leave the ammunition distribution office, and then walked to the preparation area where the recruit class was located. I was a little confused, Zhang Yan, what is this going to do?

In front of the director, the multi-angle and multi-lens picture composed of six monitors appears very clear.

Zhang Yan just ran from one picture to another.

"Film crew, is it already filming now?"

"One set is ready, waiting for filming to begin."

"The second group is following, collecting some tidbit shots."

"The VJ team is following, and the situation is unknown."

"Damn, I don't know what the situation is!"

"Zhong Cheng, Zhong Cheng, where did you die? Get back to Lao Tzu! ā€

At this time, the director remembered Zhong Cheng again, although this guy's style of conduct is contrary to his name, it is undeniable that this guy can grasp the rhythm well and do a good job.

As the director shouted loudly, Zhang Yan, who was speaking in the recruit class, also stopped.

For a while, everyone on the shooting range turned their attention to the director.

"What's going on?"