single team

Chapter 1

In the early spring, gunshots erupted from the shooting range in the mountains in the southwest, and the roar of anti-equipment heavy weapons echoed in the mountains. After the rain, the moist soil trembled, and small targets were destroyed one after another.Under the clear sky, there is a thick smoke.

Shao Fei, dressed in jungle camouflage, was lying on the firing position on the roof, with a JS05 sniper next to his face.

The corners of the naturally upturned lips have been tightened into a line, and the bloodshot eyes are staring at the target 1 km away.His shoulders were already trembling, and the index finger holding the trigger was red, swollen and numb—the heavy sniper training had been going on for 4 hours, and the terrible recoil of the JS05 sniper almost shattered the bones of his shoulders and arms, and half of his face was lost. Perception, the loud noise is like a shock wave, passing through the brain from the temple, shaking the eardrum and the whole brain numb.

Shao Fei wiped off the sweat from the tip of his nose, and his Adam's apple moved up and down, pulling out the dry pain.Even the throat seemed to have a choking smell of gunpowder smoke.

He held his breath, felt the wind force and direction with his sense of hearing and touch, and adjusted the correction parameters meticulously. Finally, his eyes fixed and he pressed the trigger without hesitation.

There was another earth-shaking sound.

At the moment of firing, the body of the gun suddenly sat down, rubbing his cheek and hitting his right shoulder.He frowned fiercely, and cold sweat slid across the handsome but childish eyebrows with the last trace.

The target was successfully destroyed, a whistle sounded, and the morning training was over.

Shao Fei moved away the JS05 sniper, struggled to stand up, touched his swollen right cheek, leaned on the railing and looked down.The comrades in the Second Squadron waved to him not far away, and they didn't know what to say.He leaned forward and listened for a long time but couldn't hear clearly, so he patted the railing angrily, and said to himself: "Fuck, I can't hear you again."

Every time after re-sniper training, he will almost become pseudo-deaf. It's not that he can't really hear, but because of tinnitus and psychological effects, he can't hear people no matter how loud they are.

Fortunately, this process will not be too long, and it will be relieved in about ten minutes.

Shao Fei rubbed his ears irritably, pulled out the two earplugs and threw them on the ground, picked up the big gun, dragged half of his numb body, and limped downstairs.

The teammates who practiced sniping together were already waiting downstairs, and they were all alive and well. Although they were tired, they were not half disabled.

The bedmate Chen Xuefeng took the big gun from him, supported his left hand, and yelled into his left ear: "Can you still walk? I can't carry you!"

"Fuck you, I can't hear in my right ear, you fucking want to deafen my left?" Shao Fei leaned on Chen Xuefeng's shoulder after cursing, "Get up and go to the cafeteria."

The teammates booed for a while, and some low-handed ones took advantage of his lack of strength to cut off his head a few times, then supported him with all their strength, and walked to the cafeteria lively.

The shooting range was too far away from the cafeteria, and just halfway through, the numbness all over Shao Fei's body disappeared, and he took the gun back from Chen Xuefeng's hand and carried it by himself, moving his waist, and his two long legs flattened the wind.

Ai Xin, a comrade-in-arms at the same time, shouted from behind: "Plane, hold on tighter, don't pull the lower part."

Shao Fei turned his head, snorted, his chin lifted slightly, the midday sun shone through the shade of trees on his handsome side face, depicting his straight nose bridge and hard jaw.

This face is undoubtedly attractive in a military camp surrounded by rough men, and Shao Fei's naturally small face adds a bit of refinement and elegance to this attractive appearance.

Falcon is rich in talented and beautiful special forces, such as political commissar Luo Feng, soldier Wang Ningcheng, and the youngest Shao Fei.

Two years ago, the Falcon suffered heavy losses in the "Rainbow Night" operation, and the elite No. [-] and No. [-] Squadrons suffered heavy losses.At the end of the next year, Shao Fei put on the falcon armband as the number one in all assessments of the training camp, and was assigned to the elite second squadron that was waiting to be rebuilt.

In the Second Squadron, Shao Fei is an existence that cannot be ignored.

He is excellent and looks outstanding. He is a Falcon based on his skills. He likes to fight with his teammates. He is a little smart. He is tall and has long legs. He occasionally imitates the steps of a guard of honor. and publicity.

He is indeed a young man, he was 19 years old when he joined the team, he was the youngest in the entire training team, and he was the youngest when he entered the second squadron, and he was the treasure that everyone in the team favored.

In the first year of joining the team, the Falcons were still rebuilding, and Shao Fei didn't have many opportunities to perform.On the contrary, the team leader Ning Jue has a discerning eye, saying that he is young but has great potential.He remembered that Luo Feng, the political commissar, was making sarcastic remarks at the side, and raised his peachy eyes, laughing at him for showing his sharpness, seemingly well-behaved, but in fact, the arrogance of his whole body was almost protruding from his back.

He immediately frowned, not giving the political commissar a good look.The political commissar laughed, but he didn't mind his presumptuousness.

The Second Squadron has never had a captain, the former captain was on mission, and Ning Jue has been leading the team personally for the past two years.After a year of tempering, the recruits gradually matured. At the end of the year, the saying that "the second squadron is about to welcome a new captain" also spread like wildfire.

Who is the new captain - this is the hottest topic discussed in the Falcons.Some people said they were selected from the second squadron, while others said they were transferred from the first squadron.

In the history of the Falcons, the captains of the No. [-] and No. [-] Squadrons competed with each other, and there were several fights among the members.If the captain of the second squadron was to be transferred from the first squadron, the team members would absolutely disagree. Ai Xin and others even recommended Shao Fei to be the captain, named "Yao Squad", the youngest of the youngest, the captain's team.

Shao Fei knew that it was impossible for him to be the captain, but he still felt very happy when he heard others call him that.

After the new year, the whole team trains for sniping, and three people are selected to practice extremely difficult heavy sniping.Shao Fei took the initiative to apply for the JS05 Grand Sniper, posing for the team.

When others were still practicing light sniping, he was already lying on the roof, enduring bone-crushing blows time and time again.

A squadron must have at least one excellent heavy sniper, who is good enough and responsible enough.It's just that every night when I go back to the dormitory to take off my clothes and apply the medicine, I grit my teeth and frown in pain.

The skin on the right shoulder and elbow had been torn long ago, red and swollen, and the medicine would be torn again the next day. The gauze didn’t work at all, and the bloody patch was so painful just looking at it.

Chen Xuefeng applied the medicine on him, and he endured it until his eyes flushed, the corners of his mouth twitched, his whole face was so vivid and dazzling.

The thick-skinned Ai Xin always came from the next door to make fun of him, saying: "Little Airplane, you are such a fucking girl. You look so juicy, your face is thin and tender, and your eyes are red, old man." The crotch is hot."

He kicked it, sniffed and scolded: "Small plane? Believe it or not, my big plane stabbed your ass hole!"

Chen Xuefeng smiled and patted his forehead, "You only look lovable with this face, which girl will take care of you in the future?"

He snorted, stared at Ai Xin covetously, twitched his lips, and raised his middle finger.

Ai Xin flew over with a slipper, and laughed and scolded: "Is there anyone like you who is the captain? Do you want to poke the team members' assholes?"

In a word, it brought the focus back to the selection of the captain.

Shao Fei had no clothes on his upper body, his back was straight, his toned abdominal and psoas muscles were still hot from the bathroom, his ridges were smooth and exquisite, and there was a force in his lower back that hadn't yet shown itself.He stood up, tilted his head and blew twice on the wound, a vertical line appeared between his brows, "It's been half a month since the beginning of the new year, why hasn't the captain been decided yet?"

A week later, rumors leaked from the cooking class.

It is said that the captain of the Second Squadron was chosen, neither someone from the First Squadron nor Shao Fei, but a major general who was airborne from the Special Operations Headquarters!

Headquarters, major general, these two key words made everyone excited.Everyone agreed that this person must be an awesome big shot!

However, a few days later, the new major general surprised the players.

Before the training in the afternoon started, the dormitory area of ​​the Second Squadron exploded.Ai Xin stepped on the Maza, the flesh on her face wrinkled, "Damn it! I saw that major general, sent by helicopter, in a military uniform!"

Shao Fei's heart skipped a beat, his brows were gloomy, "Military uniform?"

"Yeah! Military uniform! The sun shines on the armored belt, blinding the dick, and the boots are so high that they reach the knees!" Ai Xin said while gesturing, "Fuck me, which special soldier wears like him? And all this It's March, and he still has a military windbreaker on his shoulders!"

Ran Lin, who has always been steady, couldn't help but frowned, "No one in our Falcons has ever dressed like this. No one in other special forces wears military uniforms."

Chen Xuefeng said: "Isn't it? We change several sets of camouflage one after the other throughout the year, and we don't even have the chance to wear regular uniforms. Where can we get military uniforms and windbreakers! This man is not from the honor guard of the three armed forces, is he?"

Shao Fei raised his eyebrows and glanced at Chen Xuefeng.

Ai Xin said again: "Don't tell me, this man is quite tall and looks good."

Chen Xuefeng: "How does it compare with our plane?"

"Then how can it be compared?" Ai Xin said: "That person is not young at first glance, he is about the same as Team Ning, a mature model, how can it be as fresh as our plane."

Shao Fei was inexplicably annoyed, got up and walked to the corridor, and lay down on the railing.

An unidentified new captain came to the team, dressed like the special forces, he was naturally as upset as the team members.But compared to Ai Xin and Chen Xuefeng, he was more unhappy.

He has self-knowledge and knows that he is young and has little qualifications. He is usually called "Yao Squad" and it is almost impossible for him to be the captain of the Second Squadron.If it was a reliable senior who came by air—such as a special soldier like Ning Jue, he would have nothing to say.

But what is a major general in uniform?

According to Ai Xin, this person looks to be about the same age as Team Ning.Team Ning has worked on the front line of anti-drugs for more than ten years. He has outstanding military achievements and only reached the rank of senior colonel. How could this person be a major general?Is the military rank mixed with water?

Just as I was restless, I heard news from the cooking squad that although the major general was staying at the special operations headquarters in name, all he was doing was political work.The business ability is not up to the level of political commissars and instructors, so I have been mixed in idle jobs.I don't have much ability, and my steady progress all the way to the top is at least all thanks to the powerful family behind me.

Shao Fei's family is poor, and he was brought up by his brother Shao Yu, who is 7 years older, and his elderly grandmother. At the age of 13, my elder brother who served as a soldier in the north passed away, and my grandmother passed away with grief, and my poor family completely collapsed.If it wasn't for his brother's comrade-in-arms who sent a sum of money every quarter on time, Shao Fei might not be able to survive.After studying and enlisting in the army, Shao Fei relied on his own diligence and hard work, and he had a clear conscience every step of the way.Therefore, he always despises the kind of dude who relies on the family for his position, even if he doesn't say anything.

If this kind of person wanted to be the captain of his second squadron, he felt as if he was holding a puff of breath in his chest, and felt tight with discomfort.

In the afternoon, sniper training continued as usual.

Shao Fei's shooting position was relatively high, and he saw a group of people walking towards the shooting range from a distance.His eyes were sharp, and when he saw a figure in a military windbreaker, his expression froze.

coming!

Along with the major general was Captain Ning Jue, who seemed to be accompanying the troops to inspect the troops.

Shao Fei felt extremely uncomfortable, he spit out a mouthful, and decided that Team Ning had to bow his head to accompany him because of his military rank.

He turned the optical sight of the big sniper and aimed at the major general to observe.

The other party was wearing a military cap, and his forehead and eyebrows were in the shadows.Shao Fei could only see half of the bridge of the nose, lips and jaw of the man.

Thin lips, cold and hard jaw, even if the eyes have not been seen, it still gives people a feeling of alienation and aloofness.

Shao Fei felt even more uncomfortable, and suddenly felt familiar again.Turning his eyes to the left, he saw Ning Jue was smiling and saying something, with tolerance and gentleness in the corner of his eyes.

A fire burst out of Shao Fei's chest, he pulled the safety button with a "click", aimed the gun at a target less than 200 meters away from the major general, and buckled his index finger heavily. Amidst the loud noise, the target exploded and smoke billowed, which was truly astonishing.

He clutched his bruised shoulder and grunted in pain, thinking that the Major General would be scared to death.Instead of showing the slightest panic, the other party raised his head and looked at his dark muzzle from a distance.

He saw the other person's appearance clearly.

The major general's eyes were deep, and there was a fearless and calm cloud in the bottom of his eyes.

The feeling of deja vu just now disappeared, and Shao Fei was sure that he had never seen this person before.

Accompanied by Ning Jue, the major general walked around the shooting range, talked to several veterans, and came to the building dedicated to heavy sniper training, and looked up with vacant eyes.

Shao Fei didn't look down, fired five bullets in succession, stared at the major general's trench coat, and said disdainfully, "Go to hell!"