After a purge at the handover meeting, when the number of people was counted, there were still nine hundred and two gang members left in the barracks, and Zhou Zhen was a little disappointed with this number, and the casualties were smaller than he expected, indicating that the combat effectiveness of the bandits was weaker than he expected.

Next, he announced a new troop establishment, and before getting in touch with other military camps, there were only two types of battalion companies. Kanter served as the commander of the second company, and the two companies were each assigned 18 bandits, and the remaining 800 people were all put into reserve.

"Eighteen people, aren't we just a squad leader? It's a fart. ”

Han Tie pointed to his captain's epaulettes, and Jack also smiled bitterly on the side.

Zhou Zhen looked at the dejected bandits in the middle of the training ground: "Each company has a standard establishment of 100 people, and the remaining 82 heads, you go to the reserve to make it up." ”

"Just make it up? You're welcome. ”

Jack rolled up his sleeves and was about to leave Raff, but Zhou Zhen grabbed him.

"Don't make up a hundred, make up two hundred."

Jack's face was red to the base of his neck, and the two hundred men he had brought before were all in the disarmed ranks: "Boss, don't be kidding. ”

Zhou Zhen looked serious: "No kidding, it's full of two hundred people, but I have the conditions." ”

Jack touched the back of his neck and asked unconfidently, "What, what conditions?" ”

Han Tie hugged his arms on the side and was full of confidence: "I have no problem, any conditions are fine, now these thirty-six people carrying guns are all good men I trained." ”

Zhou Zhen smiled: "After the two of you get together two hundred people, they will be handed over to the instructors designated by me for training, the training period will be ten days, after ten days, more than 100 people will survive, you will continue to be your company commander, if there are less than 100 left, you will go to the canteen to be a gangster." ”

Survive? What kind of devil training would it be, both of them gasped, and then asked in unison, "Who will train?" ”

Zhou Zhen pointed to the entrance and exit of the barracks: "She." ”

At the end of the meeting, under the instruction of Zhou Zhen, Lieutenant Colonel Dong announced five iron laws:

"Article 1: You shall not rob unarmed caravanserais."

"Article 2: You shall not plunder or harm women or children."

"Article 3: Do not eat whole nutritious foods."

"Article 4: Combatants shall not be trained for less than five hours a day."

"Article 5: Every military operation shall require the presence of gendarmes to supervise it."

At the end of the meeting, it was almost time to eat, H led the gendarmerie to clean up more than 200 corpses, and Lieutenant Colonel Dong carried Bernard back to the bunker.

Zhou Zhen accompanied the two company commanders to choose people, and recommended to them all the people who resisted and disarmed just now, and the two of them thought of the tragic situation of the fugitive bandits in front of Amiko, and they all chose thousands of people, and they didn't dare to be sloppy at all.

In the evening, Zhou Zhen came to Bernard's office, the old man was in a very bad mood, after all, the gang was the work of most of his life, looking at a pile of mud that could not support the wall, most of his remaining spirit was dispersed.

"Tell me about the tricks you've used today."

Bernard asked, rubbing his temples.

Zhou Zhen rummaged through the cabinets in his office, and replied without looking back: "It's not worth mentioning, it's nothing more than a carrot and a stick, and explore the depth of these guys." ”

Bernard looked at his books and papers thrown around by him, and asked in annoyance, "What are you looking for?" ”

Zhou Zhen put a cigarette under his arm, and replied angrily: "Your private money, I counted all the energy cards in the warehouse, and there are only more than 1,000 degrees left, and what about the rest." ”

Bernard spread his hands: "It's gone." ”

"Gone? Decades of overt robbery and covert robbery, only such a little belongings? ”

Zhou Zhen couldn't believe his ears.

"After I got a brain tumor, there were no more than twenty people who listened to me, and the others took care of themselves, and no one handed in the spoils."

Bernard's fingers on his head were replaced by palms, as if to squeeze out the tumor in his head along with his brain.

Zhou Zhen's head buzzed, feeling that he was about to have a brain tumor, and he realized at this moment what a big mess he had received.

"This amount of energy, if you go to the black market to buy traditional food, is not enough for the military camp for a week."

Zhou Zhen sat down in a pile of papers and lit a cigarette to calm himself down.

Bernard looked at him suspiciously: "Didn't you say you were going to rob the plantation?" ”

"That's what I'm talking nonsense, in order to pick people!"

Zhou Zhen slammed the cigarette butt against the wall, and the burning ash splashed all over the ground, and he began to regret the order that forbade the consumption of whole nutritious food.

Bernard struggled to his feet, leaning against the wall and stomping on the cigarette butts and ashes.

"It looks like you're just going to have to fake it."

...

At night, in the tent of the perimeter.

"That's more than 200 security guards, either I'll go with you, or you won't go."

Amiko heard that Zhou Zhen was going to attack the plantation, and jumped to stop him from taking the risk alone.

"No, time is pressing, you stay here and train the soldiers well."

Zhou Zhen checked the semi-automatic rifle he had just received, and said in a tough tone that he refused, now there are only two companies of 400 people participating in the training, and it is estimated that he can train less than 200, and he has no bottom in his heart whether he can hold the barracks, and he will be more sure if he trains for one more day.

"Then you bring the thirty or so people who are not afraid of death."

Amiko stood at the door of the tent.

Zhou Zhen smiled disdainfully: "What can they do, it's just hard stubble in these soft eggs, and bringing them will drag me down." ”

At this time, the curtain of the door opened, and Jia Fuxing and Lieutenant Colonel Dong walked in and knocked Amiko into a stagger.

Lieutenant Colonel Dong hurriedly supported her, but Amiko just shook off his hand angrily and sat on the edge of the bed to sulk.

Lieutenant Colonel Dong apologized with an embarrassed face, then turned to Zhou Zhen and said, "Colonel Zhou, the carriage has been set, we should set off." ”

"Well, let's go."

Zhou Zhen put on his rifle, picked up the fisherman's hat on the hanger, and followed the two out of the tent.

...

Four good horses pulled a flatbed carriage, and three men in civilian clothes took turns driving, the carriage was stuffed with straw bales, and a heavy machine gun and several ammunition boxes were hidden under straw.

Zhou Zhen lay on the straw and looked at the starry sky, blaming the blinding starlight for insomnia.

It was the first unplanned mission of his life, and he hadn't even been to the plantation, only occasionally looking out from the balcony of the Armored Squirrel Bar.

He was both irritable and frightened, and he had to pretend to be confident in front of Lieutenant Colonel Dong and Jia Fuxing, but fortunately, both of them had seen his skills and decisions, and they didn't ask too much about the details of the mission.

The time passed quickly, and in the evening of the fifth day, the plantation was already in sight.

Lieutenant Colonel Dong hid in the straw pile to operate the machine gun, Zhou Zhen drove the car himself, and Jia Fuxing sat beside him nervously, his hands crossed and clenched, and two rows of red marks were cut out on the back of his hands.

Two hundred meters away from the plantation, Zhou Zhen stopped the carriage, the fear completely subsided, the closer the danger became, the calmer his mind became, and he couldn't tell if it was talent or blind confidence.

The plantation was built like a castle, the concrete walls were higher than the barracks, and the hemispherical thermometer-controlled film was erected on the walls, and the security guards patrolling the walls held binoculars and watched vigilantly for their uninvited guests.

Zhou Zhi waved his hand at the security guard in a friendly attempt to loosen his guard, and the security guard also waved at him, meaning to get away.

Zhou Zhen was very obedient, raised his whip and accelerated, and drove away from the plantation in a puff of smoke.

"Colonel, what does that mean?"

Lieutenant Colonel Dong asked, leaning on the straw.

The whip in Zhou Qian's hand didn't stop, and he replied unashamedly: "It's not interesting, if you can't beat it, you can run." ”

"Huh?" Lieutenant Colonel Dong and Jia Fuxing expressed incomprehension at the same time.

"Don't worry, I have my own way, let's go around A21 first and see if we can find a few helpers."

Zhou Zhen said that he felt that he was not confident enough, and Jia Fuxing's hands were clenched tighter.

Zhou Zhen drove the car to the woods next to the entrance of A21, and ordered the two companions to hide, hold the telescope himself, activate the phantom system, and jump into a big tree.

Lieutenant Colonel Dong and Jia Fuxing saw him disappear suddenly, and they looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

"Sir, the colonel won't, just slip away, right?"

Jia Fuxing asked timidly.

"What kind of fart are you, the Colonel is not that kind of person..."

Lieutenant Colonel Dong raised his slap, stopped above Jia Fuxing's head, thought about it and slowly withdrew it, squeezing out the word "bar" in his mouth.

"Hey, here's the helper!"

Zhou Zhen's voice suddenly came from the top of his head, and two nuts hit the heads of the two at the same time.