The exchange group stayed in Pakistan for a week before leaving for China, while Zhang Yan and his six lieutenants stayed behind, and according to the instructions of their superiors, they were to continue to complete the exchange and study tasks here and at the same time serve as instructors for the Pakistani armed police force.

For a whole week, Zhang Yan spent a whole week in the hospital, and when the leaders left, he left the hospital like a wild horse.

In his own words, he had had enough of the strong smell of alcohol that he could smell it from the water when he was taking a shower.

The warm sun shone on the street, and he sat in the car breathing the free air with a smile on his face.

It was Sharif who was driving, and there was an old fish sitting in the back.

"Are you that happy? The wound hasn't been removed yet, and if it opens, it will be over. ”

"Don't worry, you know."

"Anyway, just pay attention to yourself, don't get into the hospital again, I'm waiting for you to go to training now."

"Bah, do you think I can train like this? You're embarrassed to say that. ”

Zhang Yan's face was still full of smiles, and he couldn't see a trace of anger, and the old fish behind him was also a strong smirk, only Sherif who was driving looked confused, and he didn't understand what the two people were talking about.

"Zhang, fish, what are you laughing at?"

"Are we talking about traditional Chinese cross talk?"

"Crosstalk?" Sharif's eyes widened, and his face showed a joyful light, which frightened Zhang Yan's heart, and before he could react, he heard Sharif mutter: "Bright moonlight in front of the bed, I am Guo Degang!" ”

"And that non-famous cross talk actor Yu Qian is ...... fat man."

Where is this?

Listening to Sharif's nonsense with a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west, both of them couldn't help but laugh.

"Aha, look at my country's cross talk, you laughed."

"Alright, Sharif, forgive us for laughing low."

Zhang Yan shrugged his shoulders, turned his head to look at the buildings on both sides of the street, and after a while, the car drove to the gate of a military camp.

After the two heavily armed sentries inspected, they let Zhang Yan and them enter the gate.

Before he got out of the car, he saw a row of five pairs of load-bearing wheels in the open space in the distance, and this scene made him laugh immediately.

"Sharif, are you still using five pairs of weight wheels?"

"Zhang, this is a 59D, an improved version, using a 125 smoothbore gun ......."

Sharif introduced their main battle tank very professionally, in fact, this thing is the magic modification of the Chinese 59 tank, which was frantically installed by the Pakistani army with a Ukrainian-made 700-horsepower engine, and the front half of the turret of the 96 tank and the electronic fire control system and reactive armor of the 96 tank.

Zhang Yan held back the smile in his heart and pulled Sharif out of the car, "Sharif, now let's talk about my mission." ”

"Your mission?" Sharif was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Aren't you supposed to rest in the hospital?" ”

"Huh?"

"Hey, just kidding, come with me."

Zhang Yan and Lao Yu glanced at each other, but they really didn't expect to be teased by this beard.

He followed the bearded man in the direction of the building, and just as they thought they were going to enter the building, the bearded man turned a corner and walked to the playground behind the building.

Seeing the scene in front of them, Zhang Yan and Lao Yu were all stunned.

"Old fish, we didn't go to the wrong place, right?"

"Probably not."

"I think of a game."

"Tetris?"

"Let's find fault!"

The old fish turned his head to look at him, and nodded again, indicating that he felt the same way.

There were hundreds of bearded uncles standing neatly on the empty playground, about thirty to fifty years old, forgive the brothers of Ba Jun who looked a little anxious, so Zhang Yan could not judge their age.

After a cursory glance at two circles, there is probably a battalion of troops, of course, that is calculated according to the statistics of the domestic troops, and the specific situation of the Pakistani army is unknown.

"Zhang, this is the strength of a battalion, let me introduce it to you."

Sharif had already stood beside the two bearded uncles, Zhang Yan and the others hurriedly ran over, and the two sides saluted and said hello, which was regarded as knowing each other.

"Zhang, according to the requirements of our General Staff, you and your comrades-in-arms will be responsible for the tactical and combat training of the C Battalion of the Armed Police Force during this time. Is there anything you would like to say to everyone? ”

"Long live China-Pakistan friendship and world peace!"

Warm applause rang out, and for a group of soldiers who have been in the barracks and in a state of war all year round, short and powerful slogans are a little more practical than those long speeches, and they can also resonate with them.

Within the Pakistani army, due to the great influence of the British army, their requirements for their superiors and subordinates are almost harsh.

For example, soldiers and officers are not allowed to eat at the same table during meals, and subordinates must take the initiative to salute when they encounter their superiors, and subordinates must completely and unconditionally obey the orders of their superiors.

Their troops practice a system of commanders, which is very different from those in China, and they have no political commissars or deputy-level officers.

However, their officers have to change guards every 11 months, and no one knows where the next change of guard will go, so they are advanced to a certain extent.

In short, for this set of completely unfamiliar rules, Zhang Yan and they still need to slowly adapt to it.

The two bearded uncles seemed to be the leaders of this unit, and as soon as they opened their mouths, they were in English, and Zhang Yan was dumbfounded.

Turning his head to look at the old fish, the birdman also had a dumbfounded expression, and finally found Zhao Yang, only to understand what they meant.

Sheriff next to him watched them embarrassment, smirking "hey, hey, hey" in the corner, and Zhang Yan found out about him and pulled him out.

"Sharif, you're not righteous."

"Zhang, not everyone in our army learns Chinese, you must know that our official language is English, although we have opened Chinese courses now, but it will take time."

"I know, I can understand that, but you shouldn't be hiding."

"Okay, let's not take it as an example, let's take a look at Zhao's performance."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them turned their heads to look at the playground, since they were here to be instructors for others, they must have the ability to do it in order to convince others.

In fact, the soldiers all over the world are like birds, admiring strongmen!

You can be a master shooter, or you can be a master of martial arts, in short, you have to be admired by others in a certain aspect, so that there is a basis for fair communication.

Bismarck once said that truth is only within the range of cannons, and caliber is justice, Zhang Yan changed him to communication only under the attack of fists to get fairness, and strength is the basis of fairness.

Zhao Yang and the others, as top students of the Investigation Department of the Army Academy, are okay to play with those training systems, but for the Pakistani army, these men who have been fighting all year round, it is obviously not enough.

After the two sets of standard fighting techniques were finished, the Pakistani army's sparse applause was a little harsh.