Mr. Lieutenant Colonel looked embarrassed, hesitated for a moment and agreed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info snap, snap, he slapped two Colt pistols on the table, and also gambled on dismantling the gun and assembling the gun.

Polgar nodded, no opinion. The scrivener also had no opinion, and wondered in his heart what Mr. Lieutenant Colonel meant, obviously he had won the same bet, and he won it very simply, why did he bet on this project?

A man and a woman stand on either side of the square table. There was a hint of revenge in Polgar's eyes, they had lost a game in this event and were now going to win it back. As the ancestors of the production and development of modern firearms, it is indeed infuriating to lose in the project of firearms. Polgar was haunted by this.

Mr. Lieutenant Colonel announced that the difficulty of the project would be increased, and the pistol would need to be assembled blindfolded, and the fastest one would win.

Wow...... There was another commotion, and bystanders whispered and assembled a pistol blindfolded, this idea is good! Of course, this is not an innovation, and there have been people in the American and British armies who have played this before, but they are all top masters of fiddling with firearms, and ordinary people really can't play it.

Two guards blindfolded both the scrivener box and Polgar, and then another guard came and dismantled the pistol. Parts of the two guns were scattered in front of the two men.

"Let's get started." Mr. Lieutenant Colonel said nonchalantly.

Four hands at the same time, groping on the table. It is ten times more difficult to assemble a pistol blindfolded than with your eyes open, and you must first figure out which part it is for each part you have in your hand, and then grab another part to see if it can be matched, and if it doesn't match, you have to catch it again. Repeat this a few times back and forth. This requires a deep understanding of the pistol, and every detail must be kept in mind.

The scrivener was not in a hurry to assemble, and first groped for each part of the pistol and placed them in order. Then one by one, they were held in their hands and assembled in order, and the sound of gurgling metal was incessant, and it was done in the blink of an eye. With a snap, he slapped the assembled pistol on the table and reached out to remove the black cloth from his eyes.

He was taken aback by the sight of a black muzzle pointed at his forehead. It was Polgar, and I don't know when the woman had already assembled the gun.

The scrivener smiled without embarrassment: "I lost." ”

Mr. Lieutenant Colonel also smiled and nodded, and secretly let out a sigh of relief. "I declare that Captain Polga is the leader of the operation, and Lieutenant Tscron is the deputy leader. The code name of this operation is Project Snake Sweeping, and you are all part of Project Snake Sweeping. ”

Gao Li, Lei Dahu and the others were very unconvinced, and whispered to the scrivener: "Old generation, you are no better than that American mother. Slow, it's redundant to put down the gun, just use the gun directly against her. "They're still haunted by the game they just played.

The scrivener smiled bitterly, "Hehe, the deputy team leader is the deputy team leader, the matter has come to this point, what else can I do." ”

Jiang Hu also felt sorry for the scrivener, they could see it clearly on the side, the speed of the scrivener box was not slow at all, but the final action was redundant.

Only Li Keji remained silent and accepted reality very calmly.

At this time, it was past three o'clock in the afternoon, and Mr. Lieutenant Colonel had no intention of eating. He took out a map from a drawer and handed it to Polgar, marked with some red circles, which should be the location of the "Snake Sweeping Project". There is also a radio station that is given to the scrivener box for easy contact.

At this time, a guard ran in in a panic and whispered a few words to Mr. Lieutenant Colonel. Obviously, there was something important, and when I entered the door, I didn't even report it, and I just broke in.

After listening to the report, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel's face changed suddenly, and he no longer had the calm and calm he had just now. Teng stood up from his chair and said with a little anxiety: "Dear comrades-in-arms, the situation has changed, you have to set off immediately!" ”

There was a sharp sound of brakes outside the door, and a military vehicle stopped at the door.

"Comrades-in-arms, get in the car." Mr. Lieutenant Colonel got up to see him off.

Ten men got into two military vehicles, which roared violently and headed out of the camp.

The scrivener and four other Chinese comrades-in-arms rode in a car, and the five of them had a rumbling stomach, and they had been exercising physically all morning, and they hadn't even eaten until now, so they were sent to the battlefield?

There were five green canvas packages on the ground of the carriage, and Jiang Hu opened them to see that in addition to firearms and some tools, there was only a very small amount of food. This guy began to curse, shitty snake sweeping plan, the snake did not kill but starved himself to death!

No matter how much he scolded, Mr. Lieutenant Colonel would definitely not hear it. The car sped out of the barracks and sped across the field, and soon plunged headlong into the mountains, bumping along a winding mountain road.

No one expected that this walk would be a day and a night, the road was extremely bumpy, the bones of the people in the car were almost torn apart, the internal organs were violently churning, and some people with motion sickness vomited more than once. During this time, I passed by several outposts, and finally ate a few full meals and obtained some food supplies. At first, it was just Jiang Hu scolding, and then Gao Li and Lei Dahu also followed and scolded, is this the treatment that should be done when performing special tasks? Before he reached the front line, he was tortured off a layer of skin by his own people!

The car finally stopped completely, the driver beckoned someone to get out of the car, and the destination arrived. Everyone jumped out of the carriage and looked around, there was no road ahead, there were mountains on all sides, and the mountains were flooded with green, like green waves. Walking into a mountain is like a few fish swimming into a green ocean. The sky was overcast, it could rain at any moment, and I couldn't even tell the direction for a while.

It was only then that the driver of the car handed Polgar a sealed letterhead, and the car went back the way it came, leaving the ten men in place.

Polgar opened the envelope, and inside was a note with dense characters, not Chinese or English, which should be an encrypted password. Polgar sat on the ground struggling to translate the cipher's contents. This woman actually knew the code, no wonder Mr. Lieutenant Colonel preferred her to be the team leader.

The scrivener unconsciously remembered Zhao Yunlai, and Lao Zhao also had a set of deciphering codes, if only he were there.

Others scattered around, some standing behind a tree to pee, some sorting out their equipment in their packages, some breathing in the fresh mountain air, and some resting under the trees.

Ten minutes later, Polgar finished deciphering it, and the translation into Chinese is: According to the Allied intelligence department, the Japanese special operations team will arrive in a certain area of the Hukang River Valley on the 20th of this month to carry out an assassination operation against the commander of the vanguard unit of our Allied army building roads, and your task is to arrive at the No. 11 area marked on the map before the 20th, ambush the Japanese special operations team, and be sure to annihilate them completely. The Einsatzgruppen team has ninja killers as the backbone, with cruel methods and rich combat experience, so be careful in everything.

The content is basically the same as what Mr. Lieutenant Colonel said earlier, but it is more detailed, and a specific battle plan is given.