On the side of the training ground of the city's special police brigade, hundreds of tall, short, fat and thin construction migrant workers wore messy clothes, sitting or standing in twos and threes scattered on the cement staircase stands, more of them gathered together to smoke and chat, and a few special police officers were carrying firearms, and these migrant workers were just watching, but no one took the initiative to help, and the living class of the police rarely intersected with them。

Not everyone has access to higher education opportunities or complete life experience, there are always some people who have been struggling to survive and still can't find the trick to survive.

This made several national security leaders standing beside Buck frown: "This can also be regarded as an army, and we will rely on such people to operate abroad in the future?"

The younger one was even more blunt: "Why don't you directly find some top people from the army to cooperate with the formation, and the organization of ideology and action can be more guaranteed." ”

This is the director of the 18th Bureau of Action, the members of the party group and the research staff are all present, Xiang Wan did not come along, and Buck did not know much about their complex titles and ranks, so he did not force himself to cater to them: "Mercenaries, in history, it is only desperate people who choose to be mercenaries, and the traditional Cossacks in Ukraine are robbers except for hooligans and bandits......" Then he found that these people looked at him with bad faces, and Buck scratched his head:" I'll give you an analogy, if it's all a bunch of active-duty soldiers, wouldn't it be obvious at a glance that their style was wrong if they had spent a little time in the barracks?"

Director Jiang may know more about his non-mainstream style, and he smiled and agreed: "This makes some sense, it is indeed difficult for our Operations Bureau to directly use newly discharged soldiers, and the spirit on their bodies is quite easy to be noticed, which does not match the characteristics of latent work." ”

Lao Fan of the local bureau came over with a walkie-talkie: "Can you start?"

After Director Jiang nodded, Lao Fan took the walkie-talkie to make a notification, and in the canteen private room overlooking the training ground, everyone found a chair to sit down, and a few binoculars were taken casually on the dining table, and Buck saw that Wang Yinsong also changed into civilian clothes, still with a little wilty temperament, walking among his future subordinates, holding four packs of cigarettes in his hands, tearing them all the way out, and there was indeed no mysterious agent smell on his body.

Soon, after emptying the four packs of cigarettes, Wang Yinsong, who was standing in front of a large cloud of green smoke, stood in front of the stands, and said a few words with his hands crossed his waist like a Republican security chief, and the scattered crowd below began to get up lazily, and walked to the shooting range in groups of five.

Instead of the excitement of the vast majority of men when they first touched a firearm, they picked up the rifles and pistols that lay flat on the table, took a few steps forward to the firing position covered with a shooting blanket, took the focused SWAT at the side of each firing position, handed the magazine, began to load their weapons, and then began to shoot at the pistol target twenty meters away and the rifle chest target fifty meters away.

Being a soldier does not mean that you can shoot well, there are many soldiers in the Chinese army who have not fired a few bullets all year round, even if they are good shooters who are fed with bullets, it cannot be said that they can accurately hit the enemy on the battlefield, and the green and white chest target is still very different from the feeling of facing a living person and seeing the head explode like a big watermelon.

Therefore, when the table xiàn was in such a test, it was completely uneven, the chaotic gunfire, and the ridiculous shooting results made Lao Fan embarrassed to say with a walkie-talkie: "There are a lot of misses, it seems that after leaving the army, I rarely touch the gun." ”

Several researchers who had come from the capital to discuss this new thing put down their binoculars in disappointment: "This can't play such an important role at all!"

Next, on the other side, the tactical literacy drill test, it is even more outrageous, most people have almost lost their agility, holding a rifle without bullets on the training ground is basically rolling and climbing, although the tactical action can still recall the shadow of the year, but the long-term single work has made them lose the coordination that can only be guaranteed by a balanced physique, and it is more sad to watch.

There are only a few five or six people who move neatly and shoot well, but there are about 170 people here, and only a few can be singled out?

The researchers' faces were ugly.

Buck held his chin without saying a word and looked at the crowd intently, Director Jiang paid attention to him, and only spoke for a while: "What can you see?" It's not unusual, these veterans who have passed the two tests get together to smoke and chat in twos and threes, as if they have just finished a job and lazily returned to the previous state.

Buck smiled and pointed at the group: "Before, they were all careless, but now they are talking with their faces and eyes towards the shooting range...... A fire was lit in my heart. Think about asking Lao Fan for a walkie-talkie: "Lao Wang, you ask them to wait a little, and I'll come down and communicate with them." After finishing speaking, he put down the walkie-talkie and went downstairs, and Director Jiang stopped his colleagues from following: "Let's watch here, just let the walkie-talkie be turned on over there and listen to what he says." ”

Buck went downstairs and took a small plastic horn when he passed the cafeteria gatehouse, he had been here for a few days to work on that shooting specification, and he was more familiar with the environment here, and the staff at the porter commissary still remembered him.

When Buck, wearing a plain T-shirt and beach pants, walked into the training ground, those people's eyes didn't look at him, just because of this, it was not the same as they were sitting here before, psychologically speaking, people living at the bottom are relatively insecure, and usually subconsciously look around, so the embodiment is that they like to get together as acquaintances or fellow countrymen, maybe that small sense of connection will make them less apprehensive.

But at this time, after touching the gun for many years, it seems to remember the time when they were young and enthusiastic, at that time they were not beaten by reality, and they were still a simple soldier who knew how to sweat and strength every day, maybe they thought that they would never touch a gun again in their lives, and everyone would be a little emotional or strange, and it was obvious that they also knew very poorly what was reflected just now, maybe it was as if life had been instilling in them, no matter how hard they tried, they still had to return to the same difficult life and accept the frustration that they had become accustomed to。

Buck kept walking in front of most people with a small trumpet, only to reluctantly take it back and put it on him, looking at such a black-faced young man, although the black lapel T-shirt has no name brand or pattern, and the beach pants have no holes and no decoration, but they are all clean and straight, and they look always new, without socks with a pair of refreshing boat shoes, plus the exquisite tattoo on his cheek......

Now tattoos are not something that the poor can touch, such a piece is less than tens of millions of pieces!

The family has always dressed him according to the type of man, and this look has opened up the sense of class.