My experience in Soldier Assault Liver

Chapter 247 Old A, Yuan Lang

247Old A, Yuan Lang

Gao Cheng is still smoking.

boom--

Gunfire rang out.

The sudden sound startled Gao Cheng, and the cigarette butt almost fell from his hand.

"Dead, dead! Dead!"

Hong Xingguo shouted excitedly.

Is the person opposite dead?
  Gao Cheng was shocked.

He hurriedly grabbed the telescope placed aside and started observing.

The gunshot just now came from the side close to Gang 7th Company, so the gunshot must have been from Chen Fan. Then, the person who was killed could only be from the opposite side, that is, the instructor Chengcai mentioned.

He searched quickly with his binoculars.

Swah——

The telescope moves rapidly from left to right.

In the field of view of the telescope, a puff of white smoke billowed out.

He quickly moved the telescope back, and finally, at eleven o'clock in front of him, he found the target.

At this time, a man wearing camouflage clothing slowly stood up from behind the trees.

Gao Cheng was excited when he saw it, and immediately shouted: "Go and bring him back to me with two people! Quick! Don't let him run away again -"

Whizzing--

Wu Liuyi and Shi Jin had already rushed out like arrows. In addition, there were seven or eight other people who also rushed towards that side in a skirmish line.

But the process was peaceful.

The man did not flee, nor was he carried away like Lao A's soldiers who were killed before. He stood so quietly until Wu Liuyi and Shi Jin rushed to him, and then he followed them to Gaocheng very cooperatively. before.

"Lieutenant Colonel?"

Seeing Yuan Lang's military rank, Gao Cheng and Hong Xingguo looked at each other and were startled.

Yuan Lang is already the deputy regiment, and his military rank and position are higher than those on the scene.

If it had been anyone else, being caught by a group of soldiers at this moment, he would have been so embarrassed that he would have wanted to find a crack and get in immediately. However, Yuan Lang was generous and even a little bit anti-customer. He found a place to sit down comfortably. , then looked here and there, seemingly looking for Chen Fan.

Gao Cheng walked over expressionlessly and looked at Yuan Lang sitting on the ground coldly. He looked at Yuan Lang's rank, uniform, and the weapons he placed next to him.

But Yuan Lang also raised his head and looked at him.

Neither of them spoke, they both looked at each other in silence.

It stands to reason that Yuan Lang is a deputy regiment and a lieutenant colonel, while Gao Cheng is only a captain and a full company. With such a disparity, Gao Cheng should be respectful and not dare to look at Yuan Lang. But the fact is that Gao Cheng looked directly into Yuan Lang's eyes. Not panicked at all, extremely calm and calm.

"What's your name?" Yuan Lang spoke first.

He became more and more interested in Gaocheng.

Gao Cheng said expressionlessly: "Gao Cheng, commander of the seventh company of the 702nd Regiment Steel."

"My name is Yuan Lang." Yuan Lang introduced himself first, but only mentioned his name and nothing else. After saying his name, he grinned at Gao Cheng: "You are the strongest opponents I have ever encountered. No one else." One, you are amazing!”

"You don't need to mock us in such a roundabout way?" Gao Cheng sneered, showing no shame.

"I'm not being sarcastic. We have fought four heavy-armed troops, and you are the fifth. Among these five troops, you are the strongest." Yuan Lang said while looking at his watch: "There is still one hour left. The confrontation is over. Our battle loss ratio is as high as one to five. This is the first time we have encountered this kind of battle. We have never fought a battle with such a high battle loss ratio before!"

"You would trade one for five of us?" Gao Cheng was shocked. This was the first time he heard of this battle loss ratio. He had only made a rough estimate before, and he felt that their battle loss ratio was already very amazing, but The number Yuan Lang mentioned at this time still far exceeded his estimate. "Originally I wanted to exchange one for twenty-five, preferably with zero casualties."

Gao Cheng opened his mouth, originally wanting to curse arrogance, but when the words reached his lips, they turned into a sigh.

In this battle, they had gone all out from beginning to end with almost no mistakes, but they still fought like this. To be honest, if it hadn't been for Chen Fan's reminder, if it hadn't been for their targeted arrangements, one to two would have been The battle loss ratio of fifteen is definitely an exaggeration, but one to twenty is still very possible. The opponent is really too strong. Whether it is individual soldiers or overall combat capabilities, they are not comparable to them, not at all. one level.

So, at the end, Gao Cheng sighed, then looked at Yuan Lang and asked, "I still don't know where you are coming from."

"My name is Yuan Lang."

"I told you where you came from."

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask."

"You know that everyone will know in an hour," Gao Cheng became a little excited. "Many people were kicked out of this exercise and had no chance at all. They should at least know who they lost to."

Yuan Lang smiled, stood up, and approached Gao Cheng's ear: "Old A."

"Old A?"

"Capital Military Region Special Operations Brigade, commonly known as Brigade A, so we call it Lao A!"

Gao Cheng's pupils shrank and he pondered for a moment. He nodded: "Thank you." After saying that, he walked towards his position and ordered: "Retract the team and return to defense."

After he left Yuan Lang, his expression was not at all relaxed. Even Hong Xingguo could see the heaviness.

Hong Xingguo asked: "What?"

"Old A."

"what?"

"The Special Operations Brigade of the Capital Military Region is commonly known as Brigade A, so it is called Lao A..."

Hong Xingguo frowned and was silent for a long time. Then he asked a little strangely: "We are a field force. Logically speaking, the ones we are practicing with should also be field forces. What do they mean by using a special forces unit to fight us? We lose. I won’t think anything of it. The field troops definitely can’t defeat the special forces. If they lose, they lose. Most troops will feel at ease with losing. But the special forces beat our field troops. Isn’t that normal? , it’s not honorable to win, it’s not honorable either, what do they mean?”

Gao Cheng said a little irritably: "Who knows? Maybe his head was caught in the door!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Lang shouted over there: "Company Commander Gao?"

"what's up?"

"Can I say a few words to Chen Fan?"

Gao Cheng looked at Chen Fan who was walking over and nodded: "Okay."

Yuan Lang then smiled and waved to Chen Fan: "You brat, get over here quickly!"

Chen Fan walked towards Yuan Lang with a smile, stood at attention with a snap, and saluted: "Hello, instructor!"

"Kill me to death, you must be very proud now, right?"

"Tell the instructor, I'm not very proud."

Yuan Lang looked at Chen Fan jokingly, looked him up and down, and finally asked: "How did you find me just now?"

"Report to the instructor, it's just good luck!"

"Luck?" Yuan Lang's lips curled up: "I've told you before that luck is also a kind of strength. Tell me carefully, how did you discover me?"

"Report, I can't explain clearly, I just thought you should be there, so I went there to look for it, and then I found it!"

"It's that simple?"

"Yes!" Chen Fan nodded: "That's why I said I was just lucky."

"This is not luck, this is intuition." Yuan Lang's eyes lit up. He pointed at his temple with his index finger, and the smile on his face became brighter: "For a sniper, intuition is comparable to marksmanship. Much more important. Intuition? Good! Good! Very good—"

(End of this chapter)