Text 750 Sharpshooter

"Zhuang Sir."

"telescope."

"Ok."

Zhuang Shikai took the binoculars handed by an adjutant of operations, raised the binoculars with both hands, and leaned in front of him to observe the two flying tiger teams in the distance with concentration.

I saw a "training building" in the training ground of the Flying Tigers...

Thirty Flying Tigers of Team A are acting as terrorists, holding 15 hostages armed and guarding the entire training building.

Thirty flying tigers of team b will act as the offensive side, acting as their own policemen, and performing the anti-terrorist task of rescuing the hostages!

This training building is a real one-to-one building.

There are twelve floors in total, which is the current average level of buildings on Hong Kong Island, and is sufficient for exercise assessments of actual combat standards.

For super-tall buildings with more than twelve floors, firstly, it is difficult to construct and the construction period is long, and secondly, it is unnecessary.

Twelve floors are high enough.

If you can cope with a twelve-story building, you can cope with a twenty-story building and a thirty-story building... Moreover, training is more about tactical coordination, not taller than anyone else’s building. The tactics are good enough, no one hundred and twenty floors. problem!

No tactics?

The flat ground is blown up!

Moreover, in Hong Kong, it is impossible for a gangster to have the ability to control a super high-rise building. Some gangsters take control of a certain floor or several floors of the building at most.

Dealing with this kind of criminals is much easier than dealing with the control of the entire building, which has 12 floors, plus 30 well-trained and armed "elite enemies".

This building is the "new building" where the Flying Tigers are based.

Corresponding.

Five hundred meters away, there is an old building with six floors built seven years ago.

"Sir Chen, Sir Zhuang tells you to drink, you just drink."

"If you dislike my mandarin ducks are not good..."

Zhou Xingxing smiled, put his right hand into the collar, pulled it under his arm, and continued to rub it, as if he wanted to rub something out.

"I can feed you."

"For example, taro balls..."

"Taro?"

Chen Jiaju looked at Zhou Xingxing's movements, inhaled air-conditioning, and waved his hands back and forth again and again: "Don't think I don't know, you guys call this a stretched leg staring pill, which is specially eaten for the team members who have failed the test. This makes the team members complain. Write to report you!"

"If Sir Zhuang hadn't covered you, would you still be promoted to be the leader of the Flying Tigers?"

"I think you persuaded you to leave!"

The name of "Stretching Legs and Staring at Eyes".

It's also resounding in the entire police world!

Known as a special product of the Flying Tigers, a special gift from Superintendent Zhou, most people really can't eat it...

Now, Sir Zhuang just gave him a drink, and Zhou Xingxing's eyes were unkind. Sir Chen felt that he would not be able to get out of the Flying Tigers if he didn't drink the mandarin ducks.

"Bring it to you!"

"I drink……"

Chen Jiaju grabbed the mandarin duck milk tea in a hand, grunted, pinched his nose and drank it all with a sour expression.

Beside, Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan and other high-level officers of the Action Office stood nearby, looking at Sir Chen's expression, all smiles.

"Da da da!"

far away.

A short series of gunfire sounded.

Flying Tigers B team has launched an attack on A team!

A Flying Tiger squadron is composed of 30 people, with six as a squadron. Five squadrons form a squadron...Three squadrons form a complete "special mission company".

At this moment, both sides are the standard organization of five squadrons, and the remaining squadron supports observation, scoring, and playing hostages.

And with thirty people, there are more tactics that can be done.

At the same time, both teams ab are equipped with the same weapons.

Team A is wearing camouflage uniforms.

Team b wears black training uniforms to distinguish the identities of both parties.

Although, the B team responsible for the rescue, it seems that the task will be more difficult.

In addition, the robbers of Team A occupies favorable terrain and hold hostages in their hands. They can tear tickets at any time...

In fact, the police force is responsible for guarding Hong Kong Island, and the Flying Tigers were born with the destiny of "urban anti-terrorism"...

The choice made in view of the reality is impeccable.

The police force should be under more pressure!

At this time, the five squads of Team A were fortified on the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth floors, and on the roof, building a progressive defensive posture, leaving enough time for the commander to deploy.

Among them, the hostages are held on the twelfth floor, which is the top floor, so they are left to the top two teams to take care of the hostages and sit in the middle.

It seems that this manpower distribution does not seem to be as strong as the tactics of "clenching fists and uniting five teams"!

However, it leaves the commander more time and flexible deployment of personnel.

It's a steady and steady play, not excellent, but a very suitable tactic.

"Da da!"

"Da da da!" The five squads of team b started to kill from the first floor! Three of the teams walked along the three stairs of the building, and two teams climbed along the two walls.

I saw that when Zhuang Shikai and others from the Operation Department arrived at the office and started to stop and watch the exercise, the ab team had officially started.

The three groups of team b raised their weapons, gestured, and explored upstairs step by step.

They bend over, test left and right, observe carefully, and only notify their teammates if they are sure of safety, and let the team members alternately move forward, so as to quickly approach the target floor.

"Safe! Safe!" There was a mutual report from the headset, and the three teams quickly reached the eleventh floor. The two sides broke out in a rapid exchange of fire, attracting the attention of the officers.

A well-known chief of the operations department all raised their telescopes, including the flying tigers carrying a handle, Zhou Xing.

The training building made of full concrete has no walls or windows due to training needs...

The whole building is exposed with cement panels, and the floor structure is a standard Syrian style.

However, it is very convenient for observers to use binoculars to observe the scene of the training building.

At this time, team a and team b have started a firefight. Once the police and the robbers have a firefight, it is within a few minutes to decide the victory or defeat.

"The commander of Team A is Fang Keming?" Zhuang Shikai put his fingertips on the cursor caliper of the telescope, and slowly rubbed the caliper with his fingertips, zooming in on the tactical telescope, and observing the details in the corridor, he asked aloud.

"It's Fang Keming." Zhou Xingxing replied from the side.

"Yeah..." Zhuangye trailed off, "The commander of Team B is Ling Jing, right?"

"Yes." Zhou Xingxing nodded.

"These two people are known as the two most outstanding sharpshooters in Hong Kong after 90 years. Among them, Ling Jing has maintained a record of 13 operations and zero failures."

"Fang Keming took twelve actions and zero failures."

Zhou Xingxing report.

Zhuang Shikai is attentive.

Observe the drill site ahead.

I saw that team b has quickly broken through the eleven, ten, and two-story corridors.

The two teams are exchanging fire around the twelfth floor.

In the "old building" in the distance.

The commander of Team B, "Ling Jing", was driving a sniper rifle, one shot after another, to clear away the "criminals" on the rooftop.

"boom!"

"boom!"

A huge sniper rifle sounded.

On the rooftop, a member of Team B was shot in the chest and raised his hands to signal to withdraw from the exercise.

The b team used sniper shooting to ensure that the two teams climbing along the wall can successfully climb the twelve-story window sill.

"boom!"

There was another huge gunshot.

Fang Keming rushed to the top of the building with a sniper rifle, quickly set up the gun, breathed slowly, and shot it decisively in the direction of the "old building"!

Since Ling Jing of Team B has shot and killed Team A on the rooftop several times before, the excellent sharpshooter can judge the opponent's position with the sound of gunshots, so Fang Keming's first shot hardly spent time on aiming and searching...

Sharpshooter is a sniper!

This is a duel of the two best sharpshooters!

"Da!" The exercise shell accurately passed through the windows of the "old building", hit the wall inside the building, and exploded red paint.

"Huh." Ling Jing held the sniper rifle with one hand, pressed his back against the wall, and squatted down to breathe.

At the moment when Fang Keming set up his gun, he noticed something wrong, and quickly closed his gun to avoid it. It was a fluke to dodge a shot dangerously and dangerously.

"Wow!" Ling Jing adjusted for a few seconds to be familiar, then quickly grabbed the gun, cat waist, and moved along the wall...

Fang Keming moved the sniper rifle scope, trying to search for the moving black figure...

Turning the screen back to the training building, a group of "gangsters" in camouflage uniforms assembled on the eighth floor, armed with a rifle and launched an attack on the offensive team a at the top of the twelve-story staircase.

"Da da da."

At the entrance of the stairs, Team A suffered a pincer attack and fell down instantly!

The battle is very tragic!

"do not move!"

"Don't move!" Following this, the offensive teams of the two B teams have also grabbed the ropes, climbed along the wall to the target floor, and jumped into the floor with rifles in their hands. While they needed to rescue the hostages, they fired on Team A...

"Da da da."

"Da da da." The gunfire became more intense.

"It turns out that there is only one team on the twelfth floor, and one is hidden on the eighth floor. Team A's defense is outstanding."

Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan and others exclaimed.

Zhuang Shikai focused his eyes on the confrontation between Fang Keming and Ling Jing.

"I know these two people."

"They are all well-known sharpshooters of the Flying Tigers, and they have commanding capabilities. They are currently the rank of senior inspector."

suddenly.

Zhuang Shikai put down the telescope: "This year the Flying Tigers have vacated a chief inspector rank~lightnovelpub.net~ Both of them are very powerful competitors, and no one will accept each other."

"So, I made the rules."

"Who will win this annual exercise!"

Zhuang Shikai preached.

"Yes, sir."

Zhou Xingxing replied.

Zhuang Shikai turned around and said, "The victory is divided!"

"boom!"

At the moment when Zhuang Shikai's voice fell, gunshots sounded almost at the same time in the two training buildings of the "New Building" and the "Old Building" in the distance.

These two gunshots were almost synthesizing a single sound. If it weren't for the operations chiefs on the scene who had rich practical experience and were very sensitive to gunshots, I would have thought it was a shot.

I saw Ling Jing standing on the first floor of the old building, standing by the corner of the window, raising the muzzle obliquely, holding his breath, and squeezing the trigger.

Fang Keming lay on the roof of the new building, breathing slowly, his eyes dignified and powerful.

"Snapped."

Next second.

There was a touch of red paint on Fang Keming's shoulder.

"Snapped."

Then, paint appeared beside Ling Jing's feet.

"This is really a showdown."

Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan and others put down their binoculars with sighs and shook their heads, expressing their admiration to the sharpshooter.

Among all the people present, the only one who could surpass the two with marksmanship was Zhuangye, but Zhuangye was the least likely to play.

"A Xing."

"Let the logistics team score and send the report, and then let Ling Jing and Fang Keming wait for me in the conference room."

"Aqi, Aquan, we all go to the office area for a cup of tea and have a chat."

At this time, Zhuang Shikai turned and left with his hands on his back.

"Yes, sir."

Zhou Xingxing responded in a solemn voice.

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