I make a living solving crimes.

Chang Wei hid obediently behind a big rock, determined not to be greedy for merit or take any risks.

His goal had been achieved, blocking the other party at the entrance of the cave.

As long as the enemy tries to escape, he will be exposed to his gun. The three shots just now have proved that he has this ability.

Every time he imagines himself as Rambo and wants to rush forward with all his might, the system will sound an alarm.

Anticipating the enemy's moves is reminding him.

Chang Wei guessed that there might be mines or booby traps buried in the dead grass and fallen leaves ahead.

So he became more cautious about acting rashly.

After waiting for a while, his mentality became more and more stable. He took out a handful of fried peanuts from the space and began to eat slowly.

Garland and five or six men were leaning on the left and right sides of the big rock. He could shoot at will. If the enemy wanted to escape at a distance of one hundred meters, they would have to run faster than Bolt.

Maybe it’s not enough, because the road here is not smooth and every step may miss.

He felt comfortable, but the other party became more anxious.

"Brother, we can't wait any longer. If a person dies, the birds will fly to the sky. If a person doesn't die, he will live forever. Let's charge, shall we?"

Interesting fact: "鸟" is a polyphonetic character, and it has a very uncommon pronunciation. Well, it's the one you think it is.

"Okay, let's make a bet. Lao Liu, Lao Ba, you two are good at shooting. Block the left and right sides of the stone first. I will lead the brothers to rush over."

"Brother, watch your step, don't step on the booby trap."

"Don't worry, we buried them ourselves, so we know what's going on."

Chang Wei blew away the skin from the peanuts in his hand, threw them into his mouth, clapped his hands lightly, held the Garand, lay on the ground and peeked out. He saw a gun barrel sticking out from each side of the cave.

"boom"

After he drew back, a bullet hit where his head had been before. Judging from the point of impact, the opponent's shooting skills were indeed quite good.

He couldn't let the other party really rush out.

What if the enemy imitates the Japanese and rushes to hide near him and throws grenades? He won’t be able to withstand the explosion.

He thought about it, and while the other side was still discussing tactics, he picked up a stone from the ground, shook it in his hand, swung his arm and threw it towards the entrance of the cave.

At a distance of seventy or eighty meters, the stone drew a parabola from behind the big rock where he was hiding, and it just hit the entrance of the cave, making a clanging and rolling sound.

Fire in the hole.

Chang Wei opened his mouth slightly, uttered a sentence in English, quickly raised the muzzle of the gun, and tilted his head to see what was happening on the opposite side.

"Grenade."

"Run, scatter."

"Get down, get down."

There was a panic on the other side, and three people were exposed to Chang Wei's gun without knowing where to go.

He shot down two people with two consecutive shots, and when he saw the third person running towards him, the finger on the trigger relaxed again.

The man held his head and ran staggeringly for thirty or forty meters. He tripped and staggered two steps. Just as he steadied himself, an iron ring flew out from the pile of fallen leaves at the roots of a big tree next to him.

"Boom"

The sudden explosion blew the man away three or four meters.

Chang Wei licked his lips upon seeing this.

Damn it, I can’t seem to bear this.

The scene froze again.

With three more men lost, the enemy had lost the courage and ability to charge.

Chang Wei leaned his gun against the rock, looked behind him, carefully took out a can from his bag, drank two sips of warm water, and started chewing dried sweet potatoes again.

How great it would be if the soldiers on Shangganling had a system space!

He suddenly stopped chewing and pricked up his ears.

"The explosion is coming from this direction. Everyone spread out and be careful."

"Squad one, a three-man combat team, advances to conduct reconnaissance, and squads two and three are responsible for providing cover and support."

"Pay attention. The explosion just now should be caused by a firefight between our own comrades and the enemy. That is Section Chief Chang from the Public Security Bureau. He is sixteen years old and very easy to identify."

"Comrade Platoon Leader, I'll follow the first squad. I can identify our team leader."

"Comrade Du Ye, please follow the second and third squads."

Chang Wei scratched his head.

He thought the people coming were militiamen, but listening to this conversation, why did it sound like they were regular troops?

He put away the food and drinks, and Garland also took back the space, holding five or six halves, and shouted, "Which part are you from?"

"We are from the Seventh Special Operations Team. Brothers across the street, we keep our word. If you let us live, we will give you all the money and gold here. We will leave here and promise not to come back."

"Who the hell asked you?" Chang Wei cursed angrily and fired a shot into the air.

Hearing the gunshots, the footsteps in the dense forest clearly quickened.

After a while, the rustling sound of footsteps on fallen leaves became clearer and clearer. There was a little green man swaying about thirty or forty meters behind the stone where Chang Wei was hiding.

"This is our team leader." Du Ye shouted, and just as he was about to run over, he was pulled back by the soldier next to him and scolded, "Crawl forward."

"The enemies are in the cave, there are about three or four of them." Chang Wei pointed in the direction and shouted.

The reconnaissance squad was organized into threes, with their guns on their backs and crawling in a low posture, like a gecko moving through the jungle. They quickly moved to Chang Wei's side, rolled over to find cover, and quickly drew their guns and aimed.

People in later generations said that the blurrier the picture, the more familiar the action.

In the video footage of the 1980s, the PLA training videos were as majestic as a tiger descending from the mountains.

What about the fifties, when there is no video footage?

Most of the soldiers at this time are veterans who survived the Anti-Japanese War, the Liberation War, and the Korean War.

There was nothing superfluous in their movements; every move and every style was honed with life and blood on the battlefield.

Chang Wei swallowed.

The only thing he could be proud of in front of these warriors was his physical fitness.

In terms of combat skills, it's shit.

The comrade whom Du Ye called the platoon leader hunched over to Chang Wei and asked bluntly, "Comrade Chang Wei?"

"I am Chang Wei."

"We are from the Second Public Security Division, and the commander wants to speak to you."

Chang Wei felt his scalp tingling after hearing the other party's number.

The Second Public Security Division was established after the expansion of the Central Guard Corps...

"Signalman." The platoon leader waved his hand, and a young soldier with a three-pronged antenna on his back ran over quickly.

702 walkie-talkie......

The last time Chang Wei saw this thing was in a movie.

At the last moment of his life, Wang Cheng shouted to the headquarters through a walkie-talkie: "For victory, fire at me."

The call quality of the walkie-talkie was not very good, probably because the signal was blocked by the jungle, and there was a messy electrical sound in the earphones.

"Chief, I'm Chang Wei."

"Has the enemy caught us?"

Chang Wei didn't expect that the person on the other end was Director Gong. The communication range of the 702 walkie-talkie is only about ten kilometers, which means that Director Gong is in the village now?

"Reporting to Director Gong, I have killed seven of the enemy, and there are probably four left trapped in the cave."

The other party was silent for a while before continuing: "Okay, your mission is completed. Now you withdraw and let the comrades in the army take over."

"Yes."

This is no longer an arrest; it's a war, so Chang Wei doesn't dare to act funny.

After ending the call, he pointed to the open space ahead and said, "Comrade Platoon Leader, there are booby traps ahead. You must be careful."