The furnishings in the office are similar to those of ordinary government agencies, with desks lined up against the wall, filing cabinets and pantry cabinets on the other side, and a conference table in the middle.

But it's not like that at all.

A little Lori is holding her back to the window and is taking a selfie with her mobile phone;

A fat man was reclining in a chair with his feet resting on another chair, snoring and snoring;

The beautiful woman over there sat honestly at her desk, and her painting style was quite normal. But the pile of parts on the table is enough to shoot three times, right? There can't be such a thing as SCAR-L in China, right? Even though the pistol is plastic, it can't get in, right? Is 99 not good enough or is 02 not fragrant?

Zhao Xuan suddenly broke down in a cold sweat, Sister, don't be so blatant.

"Ge...... Case...... Groco. Zhao Xuan stammered.

Xiao Lori saw the two of them come in, and as soon as she put her phone away, she heard Zhao Xuan's words, raised her head and said, "I know a lot, and I can see it when I disassemble it like this." ”

"What do you know, you know, this kind of dead otaku, he knows the appearance, and his mind is full of thinking about how to draw the stick and the stick on the same picture." The fat man just sat up, wiped the saliva from his mouth, and said.

"Dead fatty, that's you." Little Lori was not convinced.

"I'm not fat, this body is full of energy!" The fat man was also unconvinced, rolled up his sleeves and said, "The palm thunders you!" ”

"Come on, come on, just help you lose weight" Xiao Lori was not to be outdone.

The two of you quarreled with me for a few words, and they quarreled happily.

Zhao Xuan had found out before that the two of them just liked to quarrel, but they were not in a hurry, and they were about to sit next to them and be willing to eat melons.

As soon as he sat down, he heard the sound of "click" from the beautiful woman next to him, and before Zhao Xuan turned his head, he heard a "pop" gunshot.

This time, Zhao Xuan's cold sweat really flowed down.

Lin Ling raised the gun in his right hand and pulled a spear flower, and the Glock pistol drew a beautiful arc, jumping from Lin Ling's right hand to his left hand. Then Lin Ling "click, click, click" a few times, and Glock turned into a table of parts again.

"This ......" Zhao Xuan looked at Song Shaofeng with a confused expression.

"Playing around ......" Song Shaofeng was full of helplessness: "In Lin Ling's thinking, empty shells are similar to firecrackers. ”

Zhao Xuan listened, but asked Song Shaofeng excitedly: "Is it okay to just play like this?" Can I do it? ”

This place where no one cares about guns at will, even if it is just two empty cartridges, for a young man in his twenties, the attraction is definitely the same level as that of the teachers in the island country!

Song Shaofeng didn't seem to want to answer Zhao Xuan, and pointed at Lin Ling: "She has the final say." ”

Zhao Xuan looked at Lin Ling expectantly, and saw Lin Ling take out a delicate black pistol from the drawer, and his slender fingers flew up and down, as if playing music, dismantling the pistol into a pile of parts.

Then pushed it to Zhao Xuan: "Type 96, I will give you a bullet and a gun license if it is loaded within a minute, I don't know how to ask me, I can't take it out of the unit before that." ”

Zhao Xuantou nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and was about to try it first, but was stopped by Song Shaofeng.

Song Shaofeng picked up the parts on the table and began to assemble them, although the movements were also smooth and natural, but the speed was not a level compared to Lin Ling.

Song Shaofeng put together the gun, pulled the bolt a few times, and tried the empty gun, then handed the gun to Zhao Xuan, and pointed to a table to Zhao Xuan: "Put it away first, it's important to get down to business." ”

Song Shaofeng walked to the conference table and knocked on the table. When the other people heard that there was something serious, they stopped joking and walked to the conference table and sat down.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan also hurriedly put the pistol in the drawer, walked to the conference table and sat down.

Song Shaofeng saw that everyone was serious, so he walked to the filing cabinet, took out a file box, took out bound documents from it, and handed them to several people. Zhao Xuan got a thicker one.

"The group is newly formed, and there are several recent tasks." Song Shaofeng said while sending documents to several people: "The first is to help Zhao Xuan familiarize himself with all aspects of the content as soon as possible, first understand briefly and then gradually go deeper. I've made a planner for you to look at. The second is the team run-in......"

Song Shaofeng introduced and arranged some personal work for several people, and then sat there and waited quietly for everyone to turn over the documents.

Zhao Xuan also looked down at his documents, although the content was different, but this kind of work arrangement meeting was familiar.

But as soon as he saw this content, Zhao Xuan suddenly felt that he was in the third year of high school - from morning to night, eight hours a day, full of study plans, and the other four people each gave him a two-hour class, followed by a parentheses, and homework in the evening......

Seeing that several people finished reading the documents in their hands, Song Shaofeng clapped his hands: "That's all." After the meeting is over, you can get off work, Zhao Xuan will wait for a while. If anyone else needs something, please ask me. ”

Cheng Shuman raised his hand: "It is estimated that the regulation printing will be 10 packs of printing paper, two toner cartridges, and one paper shredder is not enough, so I have to apply for another one." ”

Zhao Xuan's head was big, and Song Shaofeng nodded in agreement.

Lin Ling raised his hand: "Apply for 1,000 rounds of training bullets and 50 grenades." ”

Song Shaofeng's head is big: "Up to 100 bullets, 5 grenades." ”

Lin Ling shook his head: "500 rounds, 30 pieces." ”

"200 rounds, 10 pieces." Song Shaofeng bargained.

"Deal." Lin Ling nodded, and Song Shaofeng rubbed his head.

Zhang Yuan raised his hand: "The first-level authority of the library." ”

Song Shaofeng was furious: "Level 2!" Love or not! Since the last time you broke Song Keben's "Zhiyilu", Director Zhang gave a death order, and he must not give you first-level permission! ”

Zhang Yuan shrunk his neck: "Okay, the second level is the second level." ”

Zhao Xuan trembled and raised his hand: "I have no money to eat, lend me 200 yuan ......"

Song Shaofeng: "......"

Lin Ling: "......"

Cheng Shuman: "......"

Zhang Yuan: "......"

After a few people left one after another, Song Shaofeng walked to his desk, took out an envelope from the drawer, and took out a mobile phone first: "Your mobile phone has been renovated and installed with some anti-leakage hardware." ”

Then he took out a few documents and handed them to Zhao Xuan: "Your documents." ”

Zhao Xuan took it and saw that the three documents were the heads of the three signs of the army, the armed police, and the national security hanging at the gate, and opened the troops: "staff officer, major", armed police: "squadron leader, major", national security: "section chief, third-level police inspector"; Zhao Xuan was a little trembling: "This ...... Just a major? ”

"That's all you have to offer?" Song Shaofeng smiled: "This certificate is an external thing, the level is high and easy to coordinate, it is useless internally, I am still a colonel, and even the salary has nothing to do with this thing." There are four levels internally, one to four levels of authority, you are now level four, and there will be three levels at the end of the training. ”

Zhao Xuan nodded in understanding, and then asked, "What's your name on your certificate?" ”

Song Shaofeng was a little strange: "What do you mean?" Song Shaofeng! ”

"What about the others?"

"It's whatever your real name is." Song Shaofeng was even more strange.

"Then explain to me what this 'Zhao Sanzang' means." Zhao Xuan handed the document back to Song Shaofeng.

“……”

After Song Shaofeng repeatedly emphasized and swore that this certificate was issued by the Forestry Bureau himself, Zhao Xuan reluctantly accepted the fact that he would use the pseudonym "Zhao Sanzang".

After following Song Shaofeng around several small buildings in the laboratory, Zhao Xuan finally got another crucial document, the permission card of the "Abnormal Things Administration".

It is said to be a permission card, but it is actually a keychain the size of a pocket watch. A red background, a yellow sickle hammer, surrounded by a circle of wheat ear gears, on which is a silver traditional Chinese character "異". Below the different word is a number, Zhao Xuan is still a straight "678", according to Song Shaofeng, this is the total number of personnel from its establishment to the present.

Put three documents in your pocket, and then put them that are said to contain more than a dozen top-level technologies and are worth more than a car (Song Shaofeng's original words were: "Your car is worth at least a hundred. The abnormal bureau permission card, as well as the five hundred yuan that he had just borrowed from Song Shaofeng, hid it closely, and tried to recall the door opening gesture that Song Shaofeng had just taught - raised his right hand, opened his five fingers and shook it, clenched his fist, and shook it again than a two-tone gesture.

Zhao Xuan complained about the gesture of the middle two, and gestured to the camera above the gate. The door slowly opened, and Zhao Xuan finally completed today's registration.

In the next few days, Zhao Xuan recalled the fear of being dominated by military training, no, it was more terrifying than military training...... Ten times.

Song Shaofeng taught the use of various advanced instruments - for a person who has used the most advanced instrument is a mobile phone with less than 3,000 yuan in his hand, it seems a bit too advanced.

Song Shaofeng didn't say anything, but just extended Zhao Xuan's training plan from one week to one month, which was really silent contempt.

Cheng Shuman teaches all kinds of systems - not very difficult...... If the number is reduced to a tenth.

The rules and usage of the daily door opening gesture alone have at least three pages, still double-sided.

Little Lori doesn't talk nonsense, if she remembers a mistake, she just lifts her foot and steps on it, and Little Lori is actually wearing shoes with heels these days...... Zhao Xuan had good reason to believe that she did it on purpose.

Zhang Yuan taught ancient classics - Zhao Xuan originally had a big head when he saw ancient texts, but after completing the transaction with Zhang Yuan of three physical books plus a figure, Zhang Yuan "reluctantly" relaxed the requirements for Zhao Xuan - as long as he could understand the content of Zhang Yuan's translation.

Lin Ling taught weapons - although Zhao Xuan wanted to try live ammunition shooting, but he could only honestly start learning from the aiming posture, because he was always pointed at a gun - although he knew that there were no bullets in it.

Then there is physical fitness - 30 minutes of treadmill, Lin Ling and Song Shaofeng's pace of less than 4 minutes per kilometer is not to mention, after all, they are elite.

But Zhang Yuan, why can you run for half an hour and 4 minutes without sweating? Cheng Xiao Lori, why can you run a little more than 4 points like walking?

Zhao Xuan gasped and sweated, staring at his 6-minute pace and silently weeping.

Returning to the rental house every night - Song Shaofeng said that it would take some time for the unit dormitory to be divided.

Zhao Xuan still has to support the completion of homework, dare not complete it, more than ten homework, one less, the next day is an extra ten minutes of treadmill...... The pace is not less than 5 minutes.

In less than a week, Zhao Xuan felt that it would be at least a few months later. Finally, I don't have to do it for the time being.

Zhao Xuan received the first task, which can be regarded as the first task after the establishment of the "Journey to the West" group.