There are many kinds of things that can kill people, as small as a pen, a delicate paper cutter, as large as landslides, seas and rocks, but there are always some things that belong to the professional category and are more efficient. There is no doubt that firearms are the most popular among them. The historical origin, the most familiar one.
The main gun of the battleship is the most powerful, but this thing is too expensive, which means that the price is extremely expensive, and the quality is also extremely large. Magnolia once saw a cattle man in the military camp shooting directly with Darling's rotating machine gun, but he has never seen it. Who dares to take the idea of the main gun of the battleship, the Darling cannon is mainly installed on the M-series mecha and helicopters, but there are still people who can carry it on the shoulders, but no matter how powerful the human being is in front of the main gun of the battleship, it is only Weak as an ant.
The reduced version of the light energy weapon that the Federation has spent many years developing also has the power and convenience unmatched by a machine gun, but after this thing has been miniaturized, it has become more expensive, more sophisticated, and more fragile. Magnolia has always believed that things that are used to kill people on the battlefield are too sophisticated, which means that the failure rate is too high, and they are not trustworthy.
So these days, what he and Xu Le have studied together are the most frequently used mechanical firearms by the federal military. The main practice is the H-series gun family, which is the most common series of firearms. This series of firearms does not have any outstanding advantages, but there are no fatal disadvantages. The main reason why Magnolia chooses them is that they are very reliable, very reliable, membrane lubrication and the unpretentious design of the low lever, not gorgeous The appearance is simple and not simple, but has a somewhat clumsy mechanical structure, which minimizes the possibility of accidents with these guns.
As a secretary Bai who was an excellent soldier, he is very qualified to be Xu Le's teacher in shooting training.
Although he could unload the most complicated 2126 long sniper into a pile of well-placed parts within eleven seconds, he did not ask Xu Le to do the same. Familiar with the structure of firearms is good. After dismantling and installing them, even if they set the official record of the federal army, they are just a skilled gunsmith. What Xu Le needs to master now is how to use guns and kill people with guns.
Xu Le's learning progress is very fast, and Secretary Bai sometimes sighs with emotion. More than ten days passed, and he watched Xu Le change from a beginner who knew nothing about weapons to what he is now. Thinking of the pain and torture he suffered in the boot camp at the age of fifteen, he couldn't bear it. Zhu gave birth to a faint sense of vicissitudes, thinking that his little boss is the guy who was born to be a soldier.
It's just that this feeling has been hidden very well by that supple and quiet appearance. He looked at the firearm spitting fire in Xu Le's hand through the goggles, and said, "Relax your wrist."
The gunfire was loud in the underground shooting room of the armory, and the conversation between the two could only be carried out through the ears. After the gunfire died down, the results of this round of shooting were displayed on the light screen.
Magnolia took off her goggles, glanced at the bullet, and nodded in satisfaction.
Xu Le took off the earphone, looked at it seriously, smiled, and said nothing, then lowered his head and assembled the shiny metallic components in front of him. The movements between his fingers were not fast, but they were exceptionally stable. Every step was done perfectly. It took about a minute to assemble a half-length firearm that was about forty cm long.
Magnolia watched his movements silently, and suddenly understood why Xu Le was able to learn so quickly.
He had met a lot of guys who were crazy about guns, but those people were a little bit biased towards guns and liked to use the word playing with guns to describe their hobbies. But Xu Le is different. For Xu Le, a gun is a tool for killing people.
To use firearms well, in addition to overcoming the initial unfamiliarity and the human innate fear of weapons that are beyond the ability of one's own body, the rest is to understand the technical parameters of the firearm and the apparent feelings of these parameters, and to understand oneself The understanding of physical ability, and then gradually grasp the sense of rhythm and accuracy, and the most important quality is calm, in addition to calm or calm.
Once he comes into contact with things in the professional field, Xu Le will study hard with an open mind, the natural calmness of a mechanic will occupy his entire body, and he has a pair of eyes that can find loopholes in fine lines, and has the powerful control force that Uncle Feng Yu beats. , coupled with the power that fills every cell in his body, he already has all the prerequisites for using firearms well. Coupled with the hard work of an excellent professional soldier like Magnolia, he naturally makes rapid progress.
Watching Xu Le walk into the training room, Secretary Bai put on his headphones again and silently watched the parameter feedback on the light screen. Those parameters represented that Xu Le was moving in the set difficult and narrow space, avoiding the obstacles of the system. , shooting at a fast pace.
Da-da, da-da, Magnolia frowned and listened to the sound of bullets being fired from her ears. She pressed her fingers on the table and tapped with each time Xu Le pulled the trigger. Palo's light self-gun turned off the single-shot mode, and the rate of fire could reach 280 rounds per minute. Xu Le's shooting frequency at this time was well controlled.
The crisp gunshots with echoes were attenuated a lot in the earphones. Those very rhythmic sounds were like a lullaby. Magnolia knew that Xu Le had mastered the main points of today's training. She relaxed and gradually I closed my eyes, but didn't fall asleep, thinking of many other things in my mind.
He didn't know exactly what happened in the clubhouse behind Charter Square, but he knew that since that day, Xu Le's mentality seemed to have undergone some very subtle changes, but these changes were hidden in the usual smiling face and ordinary face. After that, there is nowhere to find out. Magnolia has always been suspicious of Xu Le's true purpose of learning firearms, and even vaguely guessed something, but she just couldn't believe it, so she didn't let that guess continue, but all in all, as Xu Le became more and more skilled in using firearms, his combat effectiveness became more and more Strong, Magnolia's mood became heavier and heavier.
He didn't intend to ask anything, because Xu Le, the little boss, gave him 20 million, but his secretary never seemed to show any effect. Whether it was facing danger or testing the new MX mecha, in the end it was Xu Le solved the problem by himself, and Magnolia wanted to be worthy of the 20 million he took, so he tried his best to teach Xu Le, watching Xu Le silently, and only hoped that his gold master would not be confused.
In the dull and depressing training in the underground armory of Baishui Company, time passed day by day, and the sixty-seventh year of the constitutional calendar came to the last day.
Most of the people in the Commonwealth are forgetful. At this time, most people have turned their attention to the presidential inauguration ceremony to be held in January, and have completely forgotten so many disturbances that happened not long ago. Just one day this month, the Federal Election Commission finally confirmed Assemblyman Pabble's victory. It was a victory with no real rivals, but the 62 percent vote count was enough to make the new president justified.
In order to welcome the arrival of the new leader of the Federation, according to the usual tradition and the deliberate or unintentional flattery of the behind-the-scenes board of directors of the public and private media, the Federation's news propaganda machine has been activated and began to bombard images day and night. From President Pabble's military experience, to his obtaining a lawyer's license from the Miners Night School in Donglin Region, to his public interest lawsuits with several well-known large-scale federal enterprises, and the great reconciliation he reached with the Qinglong Mountain anti-government army last year Agreement, countless documentaries aired on television. Mr. Pabble, who has been too silent for the past few months, finally once again stood at the focus of tens of billions of eyes of the Federation.
The strikes in the four states around the mountains, which spread from the university town of Linhai to the student demonstrations in various federal districts, have long since subsided under the pressure of the federal government and the persuasion of Medellin MPs. After Governor Ross and Medellin MPs withdrew from the presidential election, they spared no effort to He called on voters who support him to vote for Senator Pabble, but these supporters seem to be more interested in the Nebula Peace Prize awarded next year.
On the evening of December 31, Xu Le returned from a dinner party at the Xishan Defense Ministry compound. He doesn't have any friends in the Capital Special Administrative Region, and Zou Liuhuo's father is still filled in by his name, so it seems natural for him to go to Zou's house for dinner to welcome the new year, but if Minister Zou hadn't called and asked him to go, he would have Definitely won't go.
At the dinner, Mrs. Zou still hinted in a low voice that the wedding should be held as soon as possible. After the dinner, Minister Zou had a conversation with him in the study. Minister Zou didn't know what happened in Liufengpo Clubhouse, but he could feel some, so he gave some warning-like persuasion.
After leaving the study, Xu Le sat in Zou Yu's bedroom for a while, the young and beautiful girl didn't say anything to him, just looked at him quietly with a trace of worry, and told him to be careful and not be too impulsive. .
After all, they are friends who have lived together under the same roof for a long time, and Zou Yu can see something from the calmness of Xu Le during this time. Although she didn't know what Xu Le's ultimate goal was, the string in her heart suddenly trembled, so she said those words. After hearing these words, Xu Le was slightly startled, then shook his head with a smile.
After repeating the ten postures that my uncle taught me seven times, I squatted for half an hour on a horse, and mobilized the power that had not had a chance to explode in my body for a long time. It wasn't until the muscles all over his body were sore, sweating profusely, and every pair of muscle fibers were crying out for exhaustion, that Xu Le stopped and took a cold shower.
Wearing a grey-green crew-neck short-sleeved shirt, he stood on the terrace of Wangdu Apartment, wiping his wet hair while looking at the lights of thousands of homes in the urban area in front of him. Since the power in his body sneaked under the skin and merged with his body, he rarely felt the feeling of being afraid of the cold. Although it was a cold winter and there was endless snow in the world, he still wore very few clothes. .
Taking a deep breath of the cold wind on the terrace, Xu Le felt refreshed, and subconsciously looked at the old creeper vine on the left-hand window. The green leaves turned red, and the red leaves gradually fell. On the last day of the sixty-seventh year of the constitutional calendar, the old vines were no longer embellished, and they were extremely bare and clean.
At this moment, a phone that he had been waiting for for many days finally rang, and after listening quietly for a while, a happy expression appeared on his face.
Li Wei, who is far away in Bermuda, has been found by the people of the Xilin Military Region and is under protection. This news made Xu Le feel relaxed for the first time these days. He said sincerely, "Mrs. Zhong, thank you."
"You're welcome, thanks to you for taking care of the fireworks all the way back then." Mrs. Zhong said with a smile on the other end of the phone, her laughter was very clear.
Probably when Mrs. Tai decided to send Li Wei to the Bermuda Triangle Star Region, she just thought about it as a condition, so she didn't embarrass the guy very much. It was just that Mrs. Tai was wise and worried that there must be a loss, and she probably never thought of it. , Xu Le was able to convince the Xilin Zhong family to come forward to find people for him.
In the scattered, barren, but deformed and prosperous place in the Bermuda Triangle Star Region, only the Zhong family has enough confidence to make such a move under the eyes of the Tai family.
"Fireworks are talking to her father. It's not very convenient. If there is a chance in the future, let her talk to you." Mrs. Zhong added.
Xu Le was stunned, and it took two seconds to realize that Mrs. Zhong was talking about the little girl, but in his memory, the quiet, well-behaved and amiable little girl was always called Little Watermelon, not watermelon. Bell fireworks.
There are some deeper meanings hidden in Mrs. Zhong's words, Xu Le heard a little, but didn't pay much attention to it, and replied with a smile: "I'll talk about it when I have a chance, I think the young lady probably forgot who I am. "
Mrs. Zhong smiled and said nothing. Xu Le wished their family a happy New Year on the phone, and expressed her gratitude before hanging up.
After the phone call, Mrs. Zhong in Qixia Prefecture looked at her husband and daughter by the fireplace not far away, and thought of the news from Colonel Lake and the doubts that Colonel raised about Xu Le's name. Thinking that the family of three has not been reunited for a long time, it is really inappropriate to talk about these issues in this New Year's season. I just hope that the bastard named Li Wei who helped Xu Le get back this time won't cause any big trouble.
On the terrace of Wangdu Apartment thousands of kilometers away, Xu Le was thinking about other things after hanging up the phone. Li Wei's safety is guaranteed, but he owes the Zhong family a lot of love. After careful calculation, after escaping from Donglin, he already owed Jian Shui'er his life, and now he owes the Zhong family...
When answering the phone, Xu Le naturally stopped wiping his hair, and when the cold night wind blew, the water on his black hair condensed into whitish ice grains, and he was brushed randomly by a towel, like pearls. It fell, with a slight crisp sound, scattered on the terrace, and then fell to the terrace.
With a bang, fireworks bloomed in the sky, bright and bright blooming in the cold night sky, and the sound of the countdown to welcome the new year on the TV has been transformed into cheers. The sixty-eighth year of the constitutional calendar came so suddenly.
Xu Le smiled happily, looking at the beautiful fireworks in the night sky, he naturally thought of the clock tower a year ago, but then, he thought of the concert after the clock tower, and the smile on his face gradually calmed down.
When he was reading books in the library of Hexi State University, Xu Le knew that he could not have any interest in philosophy. His bowels were indeed twisted like ordinary people, but the way of thinking about problems always seemed too direct, like in that dream. The self-consideration of his will probably never appear again in his future life. This man is obviously a stone, but he has to be covered with several layers of wet moss to pretend to be vicissitudes. It is really a discordant thing.
"The only obligation I am entitled to is to do what I think is right at all times."
Among the fireworks in the sky, Xu Le thought of Uncle Feng Yu's lie after drinking a certain time on the first day of the new year. He sighed softly and put his hands on the railings of the balcony, looking into the distance, his wrists glowed with metallic luster. The bracelet reflects the brilliance of the sky, but hides those subtle words.
The year of the Federation has always been based on the S1 region of the capital star circle, so although the four states around the mountains in the northern hemisphere of S2 are neither summer nor autumn, they can only spend the New Year with the center of the Federation. This kind of new year that does not conform to the concept of astronomy, although it makes many astronomers feel ridiculous, but it has been maintained for so many years, and people have long been used to it.
The intelligence personnel of the anti-government army have long been accustomed to the days without rest. As the most famous intelligence organization in the universe, in the dazzling series of turmoil in the sixty-seventh year of the constitutional calendar, it did not show what it should have. On the contrary, the anti-government troops of Qinglong Mountain have instead become the victims of the divided interests of the upper class of the Federation, the victims of compromise and jokes.
Zhang Xiaomeng, who was evacuated from S1 urgently, is now leading a node intelligence team. To this day, she still thinks that she should not leave at that time, although it may be more dangerous, but after she left, the federation had reason to stop the hearing, which made all the previous work fall into passive.
There was no New Year's atmosphere in the dark room, and the original telegram sounded, beeping, beeping, a little boring. Just like Magnolia's attitude towards firearms, the leaders of the anti-government intelligence group also trust the original and reliable way, although the Charter Bureau is bound by the first charter and remains neutral in the war between the federal government and the anti-government forces , but the electronic surveillance of the Federal Bureau of Investigation is also a very formidable enemy.
Zhang Xiaomeng squinted his eyes and combed through the countless pieces of intelligence sent from S1, then extracted the objects that need attention from them, carried out primary decryption, and then re-encrypted them, and then passed them to the superior intelligence transfer station through secret channels.
On the first day of the sixty-eighth year of the constitutional calendar, the Central Committee of the Anti-Government Army will expel the Medellin Commissioner, and he, who is also in charge of intelligence work, has also suffered unprecedented accusations and pressures. There are more than 300 intelligence personnel in total, and they are trying to contact the spies lurking in S1 at this time. They need a very important intelligence.
At the place where all the information converged, in a tent in the mountains, the intelligence leader of the anti-government army with a heavy and tired expression told his subordinates: "Let the deepest sea fish also move, and grasp his itinerary as soon as possible."
On January 4, the sixty-eighth year of the constitutional calendar, a cargo spaceship flew from S1, with a jet of air, blowing away countless tons of leaves, and landed awkwardly and slowly at the largest industrial airport in the four states around the mountains. .
Half an hour later, two men in gray overalls, sitting on a self-propelled van, set off towards the depths of the airport. Whether the airport's internal identity permission scanning system or the federal electronic surveillance, both recognized or ignored the access permissions and identities of these two individuals.
In the depths of the dark warehouse, one of them stretched out his right hand from his pocket, took out a hat from his pocket and put it on the top of his head, pressing the brim of the hat down, like a mountain, pressing on the pair of flying knives on his eyebrows, on his squinted eyes.