single team

Chapter 2

For unknown reasons, the major general did not take up his post immediately after arriving in Falcon. He wandered around the camp in ostentatious military uniforms and windbreakers, and occasionally wore a pair of pretentious white gloves.

His hair is a little long, not like the most common size in the army.A military cap was buttoned on the head, and the brim of the hat covered some sunlight, casting a shadow that seemed soft but not soft on the thin cheeks, bringing a little mystery to the already deep eyes.

Shao Fei was seen by these eyes once, only to feel that the knife was hidden in the eyes of the other party, it was the kind of extremely thin blade, swish twice, and he was suddenly poked right.

This person is Xiao Muting, 34 years old, and lives in the single dormitory of senior military officers.

No one in the Second Squadron wanted to see him. According to Shao Fei's words, even his name was effeminate.

As a newcomer, Xiao Muting walked around the shooting range and walked past the soldiers lying on the ground. The soles of the boots were almost flush with the faces of the soldiers.Ai Xin complained to Shao Fei in the dormitory that night: "Damn it! You didn't feel it on the roof. We were lying down and holding guns, and we were all in the mud puddles. It was good for him to walk by us, knowing that What does the scene look like? It’s like the emperor is on a tour, and we little people kneel down on both sides of the road, almost kissing the ground where his boots stepped on!”

Shao Fei sat cross-legged on the bed, and said with a cold face: "What is Xiao Muting's background? I heard that in these years of military reform, a large number of people were suppressed by the rank of colonel, and they didn't even get promoted to the Ning team. This person is in his 30s. What is it that makes him carry ears of wheat?"

"I heard from the cooking class..." Ai Xin looked outside the door and said in a low voice, "His grandpa's generation is from the founding group."

Chen Xuefeng interrupted: "Hey, don't talk nonsense."

"It's not just me who said it." Ai Xin raised her voice, "The idiots of the first squadron are still teasing us about this, saying that our second squadron won't have to go on missions in the future, and we can just concentrate on serving the prince."

"Fucking fart!" Shao Fei frowned, "Who said that?"

Chen Xuefeng smoothed things over: "It's all a joke, don't take the plane seriously. It's not like you don't know the people in the first squadron, they're just talking about it."

Shao Fei was annoyed and didn't bother to talk much, so he fell asleep under the blanket.

Ai Xin chatted with Chen Xuefeng for a while, saying that the comrades in the third squadron saw Xiao Muting and Ning Jue and Luo Feng together in the administrative building, and Ning Jue helped him carry the windbreaker for a long time, and respectfully put the windbreaker on him when he went out. There is a kind of flattering meaning.

Shao Fei almost gritted his back molars, wishing he could kick this dude on the ground and beat him up violently.

Xiao Muting became the most talked about person in Falcon.Shao Fei was annoyed when he heard the word "Xiao Muting", but when others said it, he couldn't help but listen.

As for why Xiao Muting came to Falcon, the most reliable explanation is—the Xiao family wanted him to coat the field troops with a layer of gold so that he could go further.And the best field troops are naturally the five special forces.Falcon belongs to the Western Theater, shouldering the heavy responsibility of anti-drugs in the Southwest and anti-terrorism in the Northwest, and there are especially many opportunities to gain military merit.The Xiao family must have taken a fancy to this, so they brought their young master over.

This young master doesn't have to go through life and death with the soldiers, he just needs to earn the title of an elite squadron leader, he can claim his merits, and the political commissar and team leader above have supported him.

Afterwards, the soldiers fought in the hail of bullets, sacrificed, and were seriously injured. He sat in the office unscathed, drank tea with his legs crossed, dusted the dust off the shoulders of the army windbreaker with pure white gloves, and wiped away the blood and blood of the soldiers. Take the military exploits you have worked hard for yourself.

At the commendation meeting, the higher-ups might say, "Comrade Xiao Muting led the team well, took the lead, and did not care about himself..."

"Bah!" Shao Fei couldn't listen anymore, but he had to admit that this was indeed the most reasonable inference.

In recent days, Xiao Muting has come to the shooting range more times. He didn't let others accompany him. He walked around near the firing position with his hands behind his back. , aiming, firing the whole process.

Ai Xin was seen, and so was Chen Xuefeng.

Ai Xin said: "When this man stands behind me, I feel uncomfortable! Does he look at Mao? Would he know how to snipe him? The officers who are engaged in political work may not even be able to shoot a pistol well. What do you want me to do with sniping? After reading it Leave without saying a word, what are you doing? Pretending to be a leader and being considerate to your subordinates, at least leave a word of 'good'!"

Shao Fei practiced heavy sniping on the roof.Xiao Muting was born noble, and his military uniform was so clean and ironed. He probably wasn't used to climbing dangerous buildings like war buildings, and he never came up to see Shao Fei once.

Shao Fei felt a little itchy when he heard what Ai Xin said. He wanted to see how this flamboyant major general looked at people. He didn't carry the JS05 big sniper the next day, but just picked up an 88 sniper, and his comrades who practiced ordinary sniping Lie down together and "snap" at the chest ring target 600 meters away is two shots.

At around 10 o'clock in the morning, Xiao Muting arrived late, maybe he just got up after sleeping in.

Shao Fei glanced at him, and saw that he didn't have a windbreaker, but only a military uniform with boots, and the trousers were tightly packed into the boots, outlining his strong legs.The armed belt was changed to a dark one, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, straight legs, and a dandyism that was almost off the charts, even holding a folding fan in his hand.

Shao Fei let out a "tow", retracted his nail-like gaze, and violently pulled out the magazine and threw it away. The sound of replacing the magazine with a new one was quite abrupt in the shooting range that suddenly became quiet.

Xiao Muting followed his reputation, his brows were indifferent.

Shao Fei could feel the gaze, frowned slightly, and skillfully adjusted the posture of the gun. With a gunshot, the beer bottle 800 meters away shattered, and the glass shards and the red liquid inside splashed, like a quiet demonstration .

He didn't look at Xiao Muting again, only heard the sound of unhurried footsteps getting closer and closer to him.

The footsteps sounded neither like the rush of combat boots stepping on the ground, nor the sharpness of long boots landing, but like someone strolling in the courtyard with great interest, but without the muddy pace of strolling in the courtyard.

The footsteps stopped behind him, he knew Xiao Muting was watching him.

The sun has not yet risen to the zenith, and the warm spring light spreads on the back.Xiao Muting's station happened to block the pouring sunlight and cast a cool shadow.

Shao Fei's heart tightened for a moment, and he understood what Ai Xin said at that time - I felt uncomfortable when this person stood behind me.

I can't tell what kind of feeling it is, but because of being blocked from a little sunlight, Shao Fei felt an indescribable panic in his heart, and the palm holding the gun also tightened.

He slightly slipped his Adam's apple, and absent-mindedly aimed at the invisible target of the hostage-taking at 500 meters away. The vertical plate representing the robber kept shaking. He bit his lower lip, trying to concentrate on making sniper corrections, but found that he couldn't perceive it. The wind direction at this time.

Oops!

He frowned, raised his eyelids, and stared at the short grass near the target, hoping to deduce the correct correction value from the leaves, weeds, and even the movement of clouds.

However, the short grass was indeed moving, but he panicked, worried that he would miss under Xiao Muting's nose, but he was even more timid.

There was no sound behind him, and Xiao Muting's shadow cast on him remained motionless, he gritted his teeth, and quietly shook his index finger when he pressed the trigger.

The bullet flew out and hit the hostage in the right eye.

With his mouth half open, he picked up the binoculars and looked at his "masterpiece" dumbly.

It has been a long time since I shot the hostage by mistake, but now I shot the hostage directly in the eye.

The shadow on his body seemed to be a little colder, he wanted to turn around, but he pushed his elbows, but found that he couldn't move as if he was possessed by an evil spirit.

Suddenly, there was a moderate tactile sensation on the calf, as if someone had kicked it.

He turned over as if his acupuncture point had been released, and met Xiao Muting's gaze.

Xiao Muting stood with his back to the light, his hands behind his back, his figure was especially tall, but his expression was shrouded in shadow.

Shao Fei stood up, only to realize that this dandy major general was a bit taller than himself.

He couldn't understand Xiao Muting's eyes. Looking at each other for a moment, Xiao Muting said expressionlessly: "A person who can play with JS05 big sniper, how can he change a gun, and he doesn't know how to shoot?"