Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

Chapter 757 Sharpshooter

"Sir Zhuang."

"telescope."

"Um."

Zhuang Shikai took the binoculars from an operation adjutant, raised the binoculars with both hands, brought them close to his eyes, and concentrated on observing the two Flying Tigers in the distance.

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

Thirty Flying Tiger members of Team A are acting as terrorists, armed with fifteen hostages, and guarding the entire training building.

The 30 Flying Tigers of Team B acted as the attackers, acting as their own police officers, and carrying out the anti-terrorism mission of rescuing the hostages!

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

There are a total of 12 floors, which is the average level of buildings on Hong Kong Island at present, and it is enough to carry out the exercise assessment of actual combat standards.

Super high-rise buildings with more than twelve floors are difficult to construct and have a long construction period, and they are unnecessary.

Twelve stories is high enough.

If you can deal with a 12-story building, you can deal with a 20-story, 30-story building... What's more, training is more about tactical coordination, not taller buildings. question!

Tactical not working?

The flat ground is blown up by people!

Moreover, it is impossible for any gangster in Hong Kong to have the strength to control a super high-rise building. Some gangsters will only control a certain floor or a few floors of the building if they take action.

Dealing with this kind of criminal is much easier than dealing with the entire building, which has twelve floors and thirty well-trained "elite enemies" who are armed to the teeth.

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

Corresponding.

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

"Chen sir, Zhuang sir told you to drink, you drink."

"If you dislike my mandarin ducks..."

Zhou Xingxing laughed, put his right hand into his collar, pulled it out to his armpit, and rubbed it constantly, as if he wanted to rub something out.

"I can feed you."

"Like taro balls..."

"Taro?"

Chen Jiaju looked at Zhou Xingxing's movements, gasped, and waved his hands back again and again: "Don't think I don't know, you guys call this a leg-stretching pill, which is specially given to the team members who failed the assessment, which made the team members complain endlessly. Write a letter to report you!"

"If it weren't for Mr. Zhuang covering you, you would still be promoted and become the leader of the Flying Tigers?"

"I think you have been persuaded to quit!"

The name of "stretching legs and staring pills".

It is also very popular in the entire police circle!

Known as a special product of the Flying Tigers, specially made by Superintendent Zhou, most people really can't get it...

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

"Bring it to you!"

"I drink……"

I saw Chen Jiaju snatching the mandarin duck milk tea, gurgling, pinching his nose and drinking it in one gulp, with a very sour expression on his face.

Beside, Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan and other high-level executives of the operations department stood beside them, looking at Sir Chen's expression, all of them smiled.

"Da da da!"

far away.

A series of short gunshots sounded.

Team B of the Flying Tigers has launched an attack on Team A!

A Flying Tiger Squadron consists of 30 people, with six people forming a squadron, five squadrons forming a squadron... three squadrons forming a complete "special mission company".

At this moment, both sides have the standard establishment of five squadrons, and the remaining squadron supports observation, scoring, and acts as a hostage.

And with an establishment of thirty people, there are many tactical tricks that can be completed.

At the same time, the AB teams are equipped with the same weapons.

Team A wears camouflage uniforms.

The B team wears black training uniforms to distinguish the identities of the two sides.

Although, the B team responsible for the rescue seems to have a higher task difficulty.

In addition, the robbers of Team A occupy a favorable terrain, and they still have hostages in their hands, and they can tear up 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 "anti-terrorism in the city"...

This is an impeccable choice in view of the reality.

The police force should be under more pressure!

At this time, the five squads of team A set up defenses on the tenth, eleventh, twelfth floors, and the rooftop respectively, building a progressive defensive posture, leaving the commander enough time for deployment.

Among them, the hostages were held on the twelfth floor, that is, the top floor, so the two teams on the top floor were left to take care of the hostages and sit in the center.

It seems that this manpower distribution does not seem to be as strong as the "clenching fists, five teams into one" tactic!

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

It is a steady and steady strategy, not an excellent one, but a very suitable tactic.

"Da da!"

"Da da da!" The five teams of team B started to fight upwards from the first floor! Three of the teams walked down the three stairs of the building, and two teams climbed along the two walls.

I saw that when Zhuang Shikai and others arrived at the office and started to watch the exercise, the AB team had already officially started.

The three groups of team B raised their weapons high, gesturing, and explored upstairs step by step.

They bent over, probed left and right, observed carefully, and notified their teammates until they were sure it was safe, and let the team members advance alternately, so as to quickly approach the target floor.

"Safe! Safe!" Reports came from the headsets, and the three teams soon reached the eleventh floor. A rapid exchange of fire broke out between the two sides, attracting the attention of the officers.

All the chiefs of the operations department raised their binoculars, including Zhou Xingxing, the leader of the Flying Tigers.

The training building is fully poured with concrete. Due to training needs, there are no walls and no windows...

The entire building has exposed concrete 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 already started fighting. Once the police and robbers start fighting, the winner will be determined within a few minutes.

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

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

"Hmm..." Master Zhuang dragged his voice, "Then the commander of Team B is Ling Jing, right?"

"Yes." Zhou Xingxing nodded.

"These two are said to be the two most outstanding sharpshooters in Hong Kong after 90 years. Among them, Ling Jing has maintained a record of thirteen operations and zero failures."

"Fang Keming took twelve actions with zero failures."

Zhou Xingxing reports.

Zhuang Shikai was concentrating on it.

Observe the exercise site ahead.

I saw that team B had quickly broken through the eleventh, tenth, and two-story corridors.

Two teams are exchanging fire around the twelfth floor.

In the "old building" in the distance.

"Ling Jing", the commander of Team B, was driving a sniper rifle, shooting one after another, targeting the "criminals" on the roof.

"boom!"

"boom!"

A series of huge sniper shots sounded.

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

Team B used sniper shooting to ensure that the two teams climbing along the wall could successfully climb up to the 12th-floor windowsill.

"boom!"

Another loud gunshot.

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

Since Ling Jing of Team B had shot and killed Team A on Tiantai several times before, an excellent sharpshooter could judge the opponent's position by the sound of the gunshot, so Fang Keming spent almost no time in aiming and searching for the first shot...

A sharpshooter is a sniper!

This is a duel between two of the best sharpshooters!

"Da!" The drill bomb accurately passed through the window of the "old building" and hit the wall inside the building, exploding red paint.

"Hoo hoo." Ling Jing held the sniper rifle with one hand, leaned his back against the wall, squatted down and breathed heavily.

He sensed that something was wrong the moment Fang Keming set up his gun, and quickly retracted his gun to dodge it. He narrowly escaped a shot, which can be called an extremely lucky one.

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

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

Turning the picture back to the training building, a group of "gangsters" wearing camouflage uniforms gathered on the eighth floor, armed with rifles and launched an attack on the attacking team A at the 12th floor staircase.

"Da da da."

At the stairway, Team A was caught in a pincer attack and fell down in an instant!

The fighting situation is very tragic!

"do not move!"

"Don't move!" Following that, the two attacking groups of Team B also grabbed the ropes, climbed along the wall to the target floor, jumped into the floor with a rifle in hand, and started shooting at Team A while they needed to rescue the hostages...

"Da da da."

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

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

Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan and others praised.

However, Zhuang Shikai focused his attention on the duel between Fang Keming and Ling Jing.

"I know these two people."

"They are all well-known sharpshooters of the Flying Tigers, and they also have the ability to command. Currently, they all have the rank of senior inspector."

suddenly.

Zhuang Shikai put down the binoculars: "This year, the Flying Tigers have a vacant title of Chief Inspector. Both of them are very capable competitors, and neither will accept the other."

"So, I set the rules."

"Whoever wins this annual exercise will win!"

Zhuang Shikai spoke out.

"Yes, sir."

Zhou Xingxing replied.

Zhuang Shikai turned his head and said, "The winner has been decided!"

"boom!"

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

These two gunshots almost combined into one sound. If the action officers on the scene had not been experienced in actual combat and were very sensitive to gunshots, they might have thought it was a single shot.

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

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

"Snapped."

next second.

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

"Snapped."

Then, paint appeared at Ling Jing's feet.

"This is really a strong showdown."

Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan and others put down their binoculars with sighs all over their faces, shook their heads, and expressed their admiration for the sharpshooter.

Among the people present, only Lord Zhuang could surpass the two in marksmanship, but Lord Zhuang was the least likely to play.

"A Xing."

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

"Aqi, Ah Quan, let's all go to the office area to have a cup of tea and chat."

At this moment, Zhuang Shikai put his hands behind his back, turned and left.

"Yes, sir."

Zhou Xingxing responded solemnly.

There is another chapter tonight.