Chapter 331: Miro's Journey to the Oriental Port 4
Miro began to feel that he was asking for hardship, and now he didn't go to the old district, but he was still happy to visit the training base of the special investigation team, so that now he is sweating on his bike. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoοΌ.. His sweat glands were already more developed than the three elders next to him, and he exuded a lot of body odor when he sweated now, Xiao Lihua, who was driving in front, and Liu Yeqiang in the passenger seat didn't feel much, but the example behind couldn't help but pout, his head was tilted to the outside of the car, and he began to breathe in the fresh air outside.
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Miro knew what this action represented, and smiled apologetically at the still cultured action of the patriarch of the counterintelligence department in front of him, "Sorry, we all have this smell on our bodies, I don't know why you martial artists and Chinese don't have it?" β
"You have apocrine glands, we don't have this, race problems, no way." The example didn't look back, and continued to look out in this posture.
"What are apocrine glands? Why is it a question of ethnicity? Once again, Miro was struck by knowledge, and he had no way of understanding the answer thrown by the patriarch.
"You maidnos and yanins and blacks all have apocrine glands under your armpits, which will constantly secrete sweat and at the same time breed bacteria, and if you sweat, you will easily stink. Most of us Asians don't have this apocrine glands because of genetic problems, so we rarely have body odor. Liu Yeqiang turned his head sideways and explained to Miro, "This is very normal, innate, no way." β
Miro had a black streak on his head, and after a pause, he asked, "How do you know so much?" Like if we need to solve this body odor, there is no way? β
"Hehe, it's just a change of fate." Liu Yeqiang smiled, "If you need to change this troublesome problem, there are two solutions, one is to sprinkle alum powder under the armpits, which can ensure that there will be no body odor throughout the day." The second option would solve the problem once and for all. β
Miro's eyes lit up, the problem of body odor has plagued the people of Medeno for many generations, and no one has ever been able to say that there is a way to solve this problem, even the perfume that is all the rage now is only a temporary relief, and it is useless when the perfume is no longer effective. However, the patriarch in front of him, who seemed to know everything, actually said that he could solve this solution once and for all, and he couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice, "Really? Is there really a way to fix this problem forever? β
"Of course," Liu Yeqiang erected his right elbow, showed the position of the armpit, and said with his left index finger on the armpit, "Cut it with a knife and cut off the apocrine glands directly, without the apocrine glands, there will naturally be no such body odor." β
Miro's heart was pounding, and it was as easy for these Chinese to talk about using a knife under the armpit as simple as drinking porridge. From this simple description, it can be heard that Chinese are so familiar with the structure of the human body, and even have a lot of understanding of different races, so how high is the Chinese's knowledge of medical skills? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask tentatively, "So can Dongfang Harbor do this kind of surgery?" β
"Of course you can," Liu Yeqiang replied without even thinking about it, "This is a minimally invasive minor surgery, but the subsequent wound treatment and recuperation are very troublesome." β
"Removing apocrine glands is also a minor operation?" Miro couldn't help but gasp, "Then what is major surgery?" β
"Major surgery?" Liu Yeqiang thought about it for a while, "For example, kidney replacement, heart replacement, these surgeries are major surgeries, and amputated limb reconnection surgeries are more complicated, and we can't handle them at this stage." β
Miro is speechless now, the surgeries that Liu Yeqiang said are simply as incredible as changing the head, there are many internal organs in the human body He knows, but the doctors of the Medeno people have not been able to say clearly what internal organs there are, but the Chinese say that they can directly start to replace, and even broken hands and feet can be picked up again, do they have the hands of doctors? It's too weird, isn't it?
"Hmm......" Before Miro could ask another question, two thatched men suddenly appeared on the side of the road, holding guns in their hands, and shouted, "Password! β
"Good air conditioning! Rebate! "Grezao, why did you bring a naturalized foreigner here?" A man in a thatch walked up and looked at Myro, "Which department are you?" β
Miro was confused, Xiao Lihua got out of the car, shook hands with the thatched man, and said, "According to the order of the Executive Committee, this Captain Medeno is allowed to visit the training of our special reconnaissance team." As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "This is the power of attorney, you can take a look at it, or you can call back to confirm it." β
Since the last malaria outbreak made it impossible to contact Port Vostochny, the communications department has also set up a base station at the top of Bunker Hill, which is connected by tar-coated iron wire for direct communication. The wires were threaded up by bamboo and buried one meter deep along the roadside gutters. The people in the communications department don't know if this group of locals or naturalized people will have a desire to steal these iron wires home, but the current space-time iron is still a valuable metal, if it is stolen home by someone in a long bundle, it is extremely difficult to track it down or re-lay it, so it is better to bury it in the ground at the beginning, anyway, after applying tar, it will basically not be corroded too much, and when it is really corroded, the sheath wire is almost ready to be produced. All in all, there is now a cell phone signal within a 10-kilometre radius of Bunker Hill. The thatched man nodded, took out a cell phone from his pocket, and dialed the executive committee directly. "Hello, I'm Yang Muqin, is it Sister Cao?"
"Yes, I'm Cao Xiang, what's the matter with you?" The female voice on the other end of the phone was urgent, obviously busy.
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Yang Muqin didn't care about greetings, raised the document and glanced at it and said, "I'm near the training base of the special investigation team now, I just met Xiao Lihua, Liu Yeqiang and Comrade Fan came over with a Maidno person, and there is also a letter of authorization, the authorization number is 162904281530001, and the authorization code is red, blue, yellow, green, and red. β
Cao Xiang on the other side of the earpiece was obviously rummaging for something, and only after half a minute did he reply, "That's right, the authorization number is 162904281530001, it was issued half an hour ago, and the authorized person is Myropolis." β
"Okay, Sister Cao, that's right, thank you." Yang Muqin hung up the phone and handed the power of attorney back to Xiao Lihua, "What are you doing?" How did you get someone who wasn't even a naturalized citizen to come here? β
"That's what I said, but the executive committee has authorized it, and I can't help it." The example leaned back in the back seat and muttered to Yang Mu Qin.
Yang Muqin nodded and walked up to Miro, "Hello, Comrade Miro, ah, Mr. Miro, we need to blindfold you, because the place you are going to enter next is one of the core areas of the Senate, just in case, this is a necessary procedure, please understand." β
"Okay." Miro didn't say much, he nodded, he knew that he was now on the territory of this group of patriarchs, not to mention that he was still alone, and others could do whatever they wanted.
Yang Muqin covered his head with a black cloth bag, then took his hand and took him around in two circles in place, and then sent him to a Rolls-Royce. People still have a sense of direction after being blindfolded, but it is based on the scene before losing their eyesight as a reference, but now Miro has been turned around like this twice, and all the previous references have been invalid, and no matter how powerful a person is, he can't know how many degrees he has been turned without vision, and then this Rolls-Royce carried four people to turn left and right for a while, and it took more than ten minutes before it stopped, and soon someone took off the cloth bag on Miro's head.
What appeared in front of Miro's eyes was a large training facility, and in the distance there was a high platform, and the high platform was full of rope nets, and the swift special investigators were climbing up the rope nets as fast as the most skilled Meydeno sailors. The special investigator who climbed to the top hooked a long rope at the top with the hook he carried, and then slid all the way down, his movements were clean and neat, without a trace of mud and water. The special combat team member who slid down from the high platform did not stop at all, quickly removed the safety rope from his waist, and then ran forward along the runway, about twenty meters in front of him was a low wall two meters high, where a special reconnaissance team member was already waiting for him. I saw him push the carbine in his hand behind him, and the special investigator who was waiting for him made a movement with both hands, and then he flew up, stepped on the man's hand, and with a hand support, he sent him to the wall. The special combat team members who went up to the wall did not jump off immediately, but they rode on the wall and stretched out their hands to pull up the comrades below. The cooperation between the two is as natural as possible, and they often train together at first glance.
Miro looked at him in a daze, and stood there until Xiao Lihua patted him on the shoulder, "Don't look at it, these are basic training, nothing to see." β
This sentence made Miro's heart sour, this is still called basic training? This kind of training intensity could not be achieved even by the Marine Dragoons, who claimed to be the elite of Medeno. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Xiao Lihua say in front of him, "Come here and take a look, there is combat training here, which is more interesting than basic training." With that, he pulled Miro to the other side.
"Didi!" With a whistle, several naturalized special investigators ran out of the training ground, and when they saw Xiao Lihua, they immediately stood up and saluted, "Salute to the veteran!" β
"Take a break!" Xiao Lihua ordered, "Enter the killing house, start after I order." With that, he took Miro, Liu Yeqiang, and the example to the passage on the killing roof.
After walking up, Miro found that the so-called killing house was a house made entirely of wooden planks, with various rooms and furniture, as well as a number of targets, on which were painted with many different patterns, some were black-faced men with large knives and birds, and some were unarmed women and children, and Miro had no idea what the difference between these targets was.
"This is hostage rescue training, and these people are special police officers who are funded by the SWAT team and trained by the special investigation team. You see, each time they come in, these targets are set up in a different position, and they can only quickly distinguish whether they are a threat target and shoot or capture them by adjusting their reaction speed and shooting skills. Xiao Lihua pointed to the staff below who were moving these targets and said, "Clear the field!" Ready to get started! The staff heard the order and quickly left the killing house.
With Xiao Lihua's whistle, I saw that the door of the house was opened, and a string of special police officers walked in from the door, why is it called a string, because these special police officers are all holding revolvers in their right hands and putting their left hands on the shoulders of the people in front of them. The men stared in different directions at the same time, walking into the room like a centipede. As the staff outside pulled the rope, a humanoid target holding a long knife in the back of the team was pulled upright, "Rear contact!" The SWAT officer at the end of the team, who was in charge of guarding the rear, shouted at the target, "Hands up, put down your weapons!" β
The target did not move, and with two crisp gunshots, the revolver in the hands of the SWAT at the end of the team spewed out tongues of fire, and the projectile hit the target. Then a target in front and on the left side reversed at the same time, and the SWAT officers shouted "Surrender with your hands raised," one target fell to the ground, and the other target did not move, and two shots were also taken.
"Why did you all shoot twice?" Miro was curious, "Last time at sea, you also fired two shots at that paper bird, and it seems that you both shot two shots when you fired, huh?" β
"Yes," Xiao Lihua stared closely at the training below, and explained to Miro, "The stopping effect of the pistol is limited, sometimes one shot cannot cause enough damage to the attacker, two consecutive shots at close range in a short period of time can effectively eliminate the attacker's offensive ability, even if it is a strong person, it will not be able to move after two shots." β
Miro couldn't help but smile bitterly, "You can still fire two shots at the same time, our muskets can only fire one shot at a time, and it is easy to get into accidents." β
"This is because the production technology is not up to standard, and then the level of science and technology is not enough." Xiao Lihua said and suddenly waved his hand at Miro, and then yelled at the special police in the killing house, "Are you blind? Is this a target? Hostage at this time! Can you tell the difference between hostages and bandits? A woman with a child in her arms also has to be shot twice? Get me out and start over! β
Miro's heart was pounding, he had been staring at the SWAT below for training, to say that he had never heard of such a squad tactical action, just now he just watched these SWAT accurately shoot at every target that jumped out, and it was too late to praise in his heart, it was too late to be scolded for such an accurate shooting, it was too unreasonable, right? What are women and children? If there is a war, what is the sacrifice of one or two women and children? He couldn't help but feel in his heart that Xiao Lihua's reaction was too trivial and a bit of a fuss.