When the whistle of the assembly suddenly sounded, Zhang Biao happened to catch his fourth "A" - he won again, and he was secretly happy, but the whistle ended his good mood. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And Eugene. Smith. Before the whistle was over, he slammed open the door like an elephant and rushed in, then began to roar like any before: "Assemble urgently, bring your weapons and all your equipment!" Gentlemen, I'll only give you five minutes, move fast! ”

The mercenaries who had gathered to gamble were in disarray: the playing cards they were holding were thrown on the table, and the bills on the table were grabbed back into their pockets. Of course, at such times, reaction speed is always the most important, and Zhang Biao is a little slower, and when he comes back to his senses, there are only a few coins left in front of him.

"Damn it! That's all my winnings! He screamed angrily and slammed the cards on the table. But at this time, no one paid attention to him, and there was not enough time, so all the angry Zhang Biao could do was to put those coins in his pocket, then grab the weapons and equipment, and rush to the door after the others.

The barracks, which had been silent, was now completely boiling. The shrill whistles, the loud shouts of the commanders, the whispers among the mercenaries and the footsteps of them as they ran all mingled and filled everyone's ears. But in the midst of this chaotic situation, the highly trained soldiers still moved in an orderly manner, marching, integrating, and grouping.

And now suddenly there was silence, as the mercenaries saw the company's chief military adviser appear.

Perhaps, he will give everyone a reasonable explanation for why the troops were urgently assembled. Everyone was looking forward to it, including those commanders who knew as much as their men.

Pleased with the effect, Harrington stood on a platform in the middle of the barracks and took a simple megaphone rolled in tin from the senior commander beside him.

"Gentlemen, I'm sorry to interrupt your rest." "Now there is a delegation from a customer who is inspecting the company, and they want to review you and get to know more about your combat effectiveness, and the company has agreed to that request," he said. Therefore, I order you to go to boot camp immediately. ”

Whispers rang out again, mostly complaining, but some curious.

"I'd like to see where the fools made me lose a lot of money." Zhang Biao gritted his teeth at William, who was standing beside him. Butz announced.

Rarely, though, Butz said nothing, just smiled — of course, if anyone checked his left trouser pocket, they would see two crumpled one-dollar bills inside.

Yes, that's Zhang Biao's money, but why say it? At this time, there is only one thing he has to do.

Smile and keep smiling.

Bai Sven was smiling, too, even though his legs were starting to go limp. For the first time in his short life, he had seen thousands of heavily armed Western soldiers, and these mercenaries had bayonets on their rifles, giving people a murderous feeling, which made Bai Swen feel extremely uncomfortable.

To be precise, it was fear, and of course Mr. Acting Vice Consul would never admit that he was frightened, whether for his own face or the face of the country.

Then he secretly glanced at the several staff members who were with him out of the corner of his eye, but their behavior was normal, very calm, completely calm, and they didn't seem to be frightened at all. As a result, just for a moment, fear gave way to shame.

Bai Sven felt that his face was rapidly turning red. To disguise the change, he cleared his throat and turned to O'Connor and Duncan, who were smiling at him. "This is the unit that your company's military advisers have trained?" He pretended to nod his head, "Yes, it is indeed the division of tigers and wolves." ”

O'Connor accepted the compliment without reservation, and said, "These are the new recruits you see who have not yet completed their training, Mr. Acting Consul White, and our real combat troops are coming quickly." Of course, they are more trained than recruits. ”

This kind of immodest performance made Bai Siwen frown secretly, but Westerners have always been like this, and they don't know what etiquette is, so he can only say: "I'm looking forward to seeing them." ”

Of course, thinking that he would see a group of heavily armed Western soldiers, Bai Siwen's tone became a little stiff without him noticing it at all. Soon, the smile on his face began to stiffen as well.

O'Connor's proclaimed "real combat unit" was on his radar. Although he did not understand military affairs at all, he could still feel that these soldiers were very different from the soldiers standing in front of him: they moved with firmer and more orderly steps, and the movement of their left hand was basically the same. But the bigger difference is that they also show a stronger deterrent effect.

Bai Sven had already seen the faces of the soldiers in the first few rows. The muscles on each of their faces were completely tense, and they looked extremely serious, cold, and even a little cruelty in their eyes, not at all like the soldiers who had not completed their training, and there was still a small smile.

Bai Sven was frightened again.

But in reality, the mercenaries just deliberately put on such an expression. Because they were all very unhappy, in order to make up for their lost rest time, as well as the money that was taken, not won back, or not won, they decided to give the visitors a little color.

Especially when they saw that the visitors were Chinese, the mercenaries vowed to scare them - not only whites and blacks, but also Chinese.

Even the rustic, timid Chinese mercenaries would be very happy when they found themselves in a chance to take revenge on the bureaucrats who had been high up in the country, not to mention that there were real villains like Zhang Biao among them.

Everybody's opinion was completely on the same page, so they performed well and it worked well.

Bai Sven was the first unlucky person to be frightened, and when the mercenaries stopped in unison in front of the stand where the visitors were, turned and leaned on their legs, and made a neat and loud sound, several of the staff members were also startled, and then their hearts sank completely because of those eyes and expressions.

However, O'Connor and Duncan were also confused by the mercenary's behavior, and for a moment they speculated that it might be Harrington's arrangement, but the same expression on the Lieutenant Colonel's face seemed to indicate that it had nothing to do with him. And so they were even more confused.

But now was obviously not the time to be confused, O'Connor quickly returned to normal, smiled and asked Blasven, "Mr. Acting Vice Consul, what do you think of our combat troops?" ”

What do you think? Bai Siwen felt that he was almost unable to stand, but he gritted his teeth and insisted just to save face, and he didn't have the strength to speak at all; But how could O'Connor say nothing when he had asked questions and everyone was watching?

Taking two deep breaths, he struggled to turn his head and gave O'Connor a stiff smile. "Very well," announced Bai Siwen mechanically, "very powerful. ”

"Thank you very much for your comments, Mr. Acting Consul." O'Connor pretended not to notice his anomaly and laughed loudly, "I think that's the best assessment of our military advisors." ”

"Yes." "So, can we go back to your company's headquarters and continue to discuss the contract?" ”

He looked at O'Connor and Duncan behind him with a smile and expectation, hoping they would agree to his request. But O'Connor seemed taken aback. "Why are you in such a hurry, Mr. Acting Consul?" "I don't think it's time to go back to the table, we've got a firepower demonstration and a real combat drill for you," he called. ”

"Firepower demonstration? Actual combat drills? Bai Siwen's face turned white all of a sudden, and he refused in a panic, "I don't think it's necessary, sir, our main job is to sign the contract-"

"I think it's necessary, Mr. Acting Consul." O'Connor interrupted him with a smile and said in an unquestioning tone, "I think that only by watching fire demonstrations and combat drills can you fully understand the true level of military service provided by our company." ”

Qin Lang's instructions were very clear, they must make these negotiators impress Umbrella's military strength, how could he possibly let them return to the negotiating table until this purpose was fully achieved? O'Connor bowed slightly to Bai Sven and warmly invited, "Please come with me, Acting Vice Consul." ”

Then, whatever else Bai Sven had to say, he was already walking towards the steps of the stands, and Duncan followed after giving him his invitation.

So, except to keep up with them and watch the firepower demonstration and actual combat drill that they didn't want to watch, Bai Siwen and Yang Ru's staff couldn't do anything.

Exchanging a look of helplessness and despair, they walked down the stands.

At the same time, the conference room.

Qin Lang and Yang Ru had basically finalized all the details of the contract - they did not modify anything substantial, but only changed and embellished the text at Yang Ru's suggestion, and added many meaningless words that Qing government officials liked.

After clarifying the benefits he was going to receive, Mr. Minister immediately became enthusiastic about the contract.

And now, they only have one thing left to do: wait for the others to come back, and then sign off.

It will take a little time, though. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )