The queen of fast wear has a fetish for collecting gold fingers

Chapter 230 Poplar 14 (seeking a monthly ticket)

After passing the selection, the life in the special brigade has not changed much compared to before.

Running, fighting, firearms, shooting, etc. are the most basic courses, and now there are several additional courses, and some of them also need to take culture classes and tactics classes every night.

After the primary election, the body, mind and mind have also adapted to this training intensity, so the next re-election will not be so difficult.

Although some people are still eliminated, the chances of passing are much, much smaller than before.

After the re-selection is passed, it is the evaluation test. After a fake mission, the evaluation test is over. Jian Jian, Li Song, Xu Gang, and Qiao Jieying successfully passed and became real special forces.

On the day after the test, Wen Bai asked the cafeteria to add two more dishes, and everyone was very happy about it.

"Woohoo, finally passed, finally passed." Qiao Jieying tossed his hat up and exclaimed happily.

"Yeah, I finally became a member of the Flying Tiger Brigade."

At this exciting moment, everyone can't help but have red eyes. The hard work during this period is worthwhile and rewarded.

Inside the police car, the atmosphere was serious and solemn, and everyone stared at Wen Bai with sullen faces.

"5 minutes ago, I received an alarm that a group of armed men broke into the bank and carried out robbery. Now 32 people are being held hostage in XX Bank, three dead and two injured.

Now the superior requires us to rescue the hostages and capture and kill all the gangsters. "

"The number of gangsters is eight, with guns and knives on their bodies."

"The police had exchanged fire with them before, and the criminals have been enraged, and now they are beating hostages in the bank room."

Wen Bai's voice was clear and cold, and it seemed extraordinarily eerie and terrifying in a car full of armed police.

Before he finished speaking, the No. 20 people in the carriage were all agitated with indignation and solemn expressions.

Jian Jian was also very annoyed in his heart, and his spiritual sense came out, locked on, and monitored.

I saw dozens of people squatting in the lobby of the bank, including two children.

A swivel chair was placed in front of the hostage, and a man who looked like a gangster leader was sitting there, staring fiercely at the hostage squatting on the ground.

There were four gangsters wearing hoods standing around the hostages with guns pointed at the hostages, and their faces were also fierce.

The two gangsters looked out through the roller blinds, looking at the wind, as if they would shoot and kill people as long as the people outside dared to move.

Another gangster grabbed the bank teller's collar with one hand and waved his fist at him desperately with the other hand, but within a short while, the face of the teller was beaten black and bloody.

There were four or five people piled up on the ground around the gangster, all of them looked miserable, and the other three were obviously lifeless.

Jian Jian was furious, and attacked with a sense of consciousness, the gangster who was beating someone immediately loosened the collar of the bank teller, rolled on the ground with his head in his arms.

Seeing this, Simple snorted coldly.

If it weren't for the current society ruled by law, it would be difficult to use such unnatural means to deal with you and let you all die suddenly. You see, I wouldn't crush you all to pieces, send you to hell, and suffer Cook the pain of hanging.

Jian Jian kept cursing in his heart, and at the same time kept monitoring the situation inside the bank with his spiritual sense.

After arriving at the scene of the crime, Wen Baitou, who was sitting at the door of the carriage, got out of the car and ran towards the captain of the police who had been at the scene of the crime for a long time.

Because the bank is in a busy city, there are many spectators around the cordon at this moment, chattering about something for some unknown reason.

There are also seven or eight reporters from a certain newspaper or a certain TV station, carrying cameras and microphones, constantly filming, recording, and reporting something.

At this moment, seeing twenty or so people getting off the armed police car, I couldn't help but become more excited. Some of them were not afraid of death and squeezed forward, trying to cross the cordon and interview the armed police who were handling the case inside. The vigilant police were overwhelmed and kept pushing and cursing these reporters.

Three to five minutes later, Wen Bai, who had reacquainted himself with the scene, came back with a cold expression, which formed a huge contrast with the appearance he saw in the training team.

"Yang Chang'an, Li Song, Qiao Jieying, Ji Ruxue, Gu Jingqin, come out."

Simply get out of the queue, stand still and answer: "Here."

Li Song stepped out, stood still and said, "Here."

Qiao Jieying stepped out, stood still and said, "Here."

……

Wen Bai raised his head and looked around, thinking about it. After a while, he looked at Jian Jian, who had always performed well during the selection period, "Chang'an, you lead Li Song and Jieying to ambush at the window on the fourth floor of the opposite building. As soon as the gangsters show up, shoot them down immediately."

"Ru Xue, on the left..., Jingqin, on the right..., do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Yes."

After everyone responded, Jian Jian took Li Song and Jieying away and rushed to the opposite office building.

After discussing with the boss of the company on the fourth floor of the building, the three of them immediately prostrated themselves on the ground, staring at the bank on the opposite side, waiting for Wen Bai and the others to force the gangsters out, and then at the right time, opened fire and shot the gangsters to death.

While fiddling with the sniper gun, Jian Jian reported to the communicator Chao Wenbai: "Report, A1, A2, and A3 have arrived at the designated ambush location, over.

"Got it, keep an eye on the target." Wen Bai replied panting.

"Yes."

"Hey, tell me, what's going on in the bank?" Qiao Jieying asked.

Li Song adjusted the shooting point and said, "I don't know, it won't be very good. When I came here just now, I heard from the onlookers that the leader of the gangster inside had already yelled at the police outside several times."

"Ah, I'm so nervous, what if I don't hit the gangster in a while?" Qiao Jieying said, shivering.

"Hey, me too, this is the first time I've killed someone, I'm a little panicked." Li Song said with chattering teeth.

Jian Jian poked out his spiritual sense and monitored the whole situation, and when he heard these two people say this, he said in relief: "There is nothing to be nervous about, just treat it as a drill, just like last time, everything is fake. "

"It's really not possible. Think about the three people who were killed, think about their miserable appearance, and think about what will happen to their families after they know that they died in an accident."

What is the mission of a soldier?It is to defend the people of the country.

Now, they have this opportunity, have worked so hard for it for so long, and have done so much preparation work. Now that they are on the battlefield, what is there to be nervous about?

Wouldn't it be enough to treat the gangsters as garbage and shoot them all?Is the training for so long a joke?

Li Song and Qiao Jieying thought about it according to the simple words, and they became more and more disgusted with the gangsters in the bank, wishing to shoot them a few times immediately.

Feeling their anger, and their heartbeats calming down as the anger rose, Jian Jian knew that they were thinking about it.

"Okay, don't think too much, restrain your mind."

"Yes."

"Yes."

Then, the three of them held their breaths and stared at the scene of the crime, waiting for a good opportunity.

(End of this chapter)