For a long time after that, the vanguard (the one who withdrew first) couldn't figure out what kind of ecstasy soup Zhang Xiaofan poured into the people of the guard team (the one who retreated).

All the guards are like crazy, they don't care about their lives, the dreadors don't shoot until they rush in front of them, and even if the situation is critical, they won't turn their rifles into bursts, they will always hit one shot at a time.

Sometimes the dreadmills are about to rush to the defense line, and the people in the vanguard are so frightened that their legs are weak, but looking at the people of the rearguard, they still have a dead face, and they pull the trigger one by one at the close guard.

Often, after a battle, the people of the vanguard were not killed by the dreadnacles, but they were almost scared to death by the people of the guard.

In all fairness, whether it is the forward team or the guard team, their combat quality is still very high, and the reason why Zhang Xiaofan does not teach them is because there is nothing to teach at all.

The horror of the armor beasts in the distance, the artillery fire on the battlefield in the near distance, the roar of the armor beasts, the screams of the casualties and so on, are enough to scare the recruits who have just participated in the battle into a mental disorder. Many fighters finish their first battle with their eyes closed. The results can be imagined.

I am afraid that even ten percent of these soldiers' deeds will not be able to play a hundred percent. This creates a vicious circle, the more fearful you are, the more you can't play it, and the more you can't play it, the more you are afraid. By the time it was finally ready, the monster had already rushed in front of me. This is also the reason for the high rate of recruit casualties.

Now, Zhang Xiaofan puts the naked truth in front of him, either to die or to adapt. And the people of the guard team are not recruits, they have a certain amount of battlefield experience, and with the firepower of the vanguard troops, they just need to give full play to their usual shooting skills.

In addition, the lethality of the weapon in his hand is still terrifying, although the swift beast has scale armor defense, but after all, it is not an ironclad beast, and several weapons can still hit it hard under a direct shot at close range.

In this way, a sharp contrast was formed, and the positions of the vanguard were full of artillery fire, all kinds of roars, shouts of killing, and it was not lively. The monsters in front of the position, some were beaten into honeycombs and turned into puddles of mud, and some were unscathed and ran quite happily.

On the position of the rearguard, the sound of gunfire is crisp, no matter how dangerous the situation is, they are never in a hurry, they are fighting with a clear eye, forming a strange boundary in front of their position, and the corpses of the dreadmill beasts are all over the field within the boundary, and there is nothing outside the boundary.

And the difference in ammunition consumption is even more obvious, on the positions of the forward team, the sappers are desperately carrying, and they are still not enough. And the positions of the rearguard often did not have ammunition for a long time, and the sappers were idle.

The person who felt this situation the most was the regiment commander Wang Gui, who looked at the two obviously different ammunition scales, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Several of his commanders also have nothing to say, when retreating, to put it bluntly, on the way to escape, how long ammunition can be used almost determines how long you can escape, and a unit can use as little ammunition as possible under the same circumstances, which is tantamount to more popular. Everyone in the next seat is a human spirit, and everyone understands this truth.

Perhaps feeling that the atmosphere was a little depressing, Wang Gui said first; "Let's see, if there's anything you want to say, you can talk freely,"

Deputy head Meng Jianguo joked; "Why don't you talk to Zhang Xiaofan about changing the troops again."

Everyone glared angrily, and Meng Jianguo also knew that the joke was a bit big. 'Hehe' laughed dryly twice and then stopped talking.

Wang Gui was furious; "Look at what, if you have the ability, you can also reduce the consumption of ammunition. It has only been a few days since the troops were handed over to him, and the whole family has changed drastically. Compared with Zhang Xiaofan, you are like a pig.

Zhou Zhijun, the commander of the third battalion, and Li Chao, the commander of the second battalion, each led their own small troops to form a new battalion, with Zhou Zhijun as the battalion commander and Li Chao as the deputy battalion commander. "We also trained those troops."

Wang Gui was even angrier; "I'm embarrassed to say, look at the ghost appearance of the troops you bring, and then look at the appearance of Zhang Xiaofan's troops, how long do you use, how long does he use, and I'm embarrassed to say that you trained, you want to be embarrassed!"

Wang Gui continued; "After you want to stay, you push that, push this, no one wants to stay, it's easy to push Zhang Xiaofan out, and find a way to promote him, and set a trap for people to drill, how hard it takes, and now everything is finally in order, just a few days, look at what people have done? See what you did? ”

Wang Gui stood up directly and said; "From now on, none of you will stay in the office, let me go to the line and see how people fight, and see how you yourselves fight, if that happens again," he said, waving the paper in his hand; "Then you can directly hand over the troops to Zhang Xiaofan."

"Adjournment!"

……

Zhang Xiaofan is now strolling on the streets of Liusha Town, he doesn't have the kung fu to deal with the intrigues in the group, he has more important things to do now.

Zhang Xiaofan came to Zhou Wei's weapon workshop first, and a beautiful figure came into view. She is Zhou Wei's daughter Zhou Qian.

Zhou Qian looks like she is eighteen or nineteen years old, but her bumpy figure is covered in big overalls. I process machine parts attentively.

Xu has been working for a long time. She inadvertently raised her head and saw Zhang Xiaofan standing there, so she said excitedly; "Brother Fan, when did you come? Sit down!"

Zhang Xiaofan said; "It's only been a long time, but what about your father?"

"My dad is going to get something, I'll come in a while, you sit down for a while, and I'll pour water for you." After speaking, Zhou Qian jumped into the back room.

It can be seen that although Zhou Wei's workshop is not big, it is also well organized, all kinds of presses, frustration beds, bench drills, are neatly placed, and all kinds of materials next to the machine are also piled up, it seems that Zhou Wei's business has been good recently.

After a while, Zhou Qian came out, holding a brand-new white tea bowl in her hand, and said with a smile; "Brother Fan, drink water,"

Zhang Xiaofan took the tea and took a sip and said; "Zhou Qian, how is your business lately?"

"Business is good! I'm dying of exhaustion these days! Zhou Qian shook her little head and said.

"Then do you know why business is so good?" Zhang Xiaofan then asked.

Zhou Qian replied; "I don't know, it seems that you are going to retreat, everyone buys weapons to defend themselves, right? There are more people buying weapons, and the business of modifying weapons is booming on its own. ”

"Some people have to modify their weapons as soon as they buy them, and I really don't know what they think." Zhou Qian added.

Zhang Xiaofan wanted to ask again, but it was the sound of a car honking outside.

Zhou Qian stood up and walked outside; "Brother Xiaofan, wait a minute, my dad is back."

Outside the door, Zhou Wei stood next to a dilapidated truck, struggling to move things out.