Chapter 945

"Well, well, I've known you. Have a meal." Dongfang Dingtian said with a smile.

At present, the club is private, and its biggest shareholder is dongfangjia. Han Fei is not surprised by this.

After all, the form of Huaxia is not like that publicized in movies and TV dramas. The real aristocratic families and powerful figures never worry about whether a table of rice is 50 yuan per meal or 1000 yuan per meal. Just the flying Maotai and Wuliangye that are on the table now, ordinary workers have to match their wages in a few months.

Let's not talk about the secret shooting of this meal. Even if we invite those reporters to come and shoot it openly to see who has the courage, even if we really shoot it and send it out, at most, it is just to provide a little program material for China on the tip of the tongue.

The meal was really good, but the atmosphere was a little awkward.

After all, Dongfang Dingtian and Han Fei are not from the same era. You talk about red with him, he talks about yellow with you, you talk about military and political affairs with him, and he talks about Fengyue with you.

After a few words, Dongfang Dingtian left casually. He thought that their young people should have some common topics, but he didn't want to leave, and the dinner table became dull.

The Yellow captain is almost a Muggle, Han Fei after looking for several topics did not see what he responded to, finally Han Fei is too lazy to speak.

"Instructor Han, why don't we go to the training ground now?" After dinner, Huang Jianfeng finally choked out a word.

"So fast? No more rest? " Han Fei said subconsciously.

"When you first came here, the brothers were waiting for the new instructor on the training ground. If you want to have a rest, we will go out in an hour." Huang Jianfeng said.

It has to be said that some people are not good at chatting, and Huang Jianfeng is one of them. His implication is that Han Fei is here to rest for an hour, and those people outside are basking in the sun for an hour? Even if Han Fei really wanted to sit for a while, he could only get up and walk at this time.

Han Fei can't help remembering when he was in his hometown. Although everyone has training, it's not as rigid as in the military region. It's normal to brag and fart together for three or two hours after dinner.

However, in front of him, Captain Huang couldn't make a fart, and he didn't have much to talk about. Instead of sitting, he might as well go out and exercise.

The special forces in China have always been mysterious and can only be seen in some movies and TV programs, but they are only a form of expression on the screen after all, which is essentially different from the real special forces.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, it's common for mysterious special forces to enter the military region, but not all special forces can be easily entered.

It's a matter of confidential. Some trump teams will even be handed over to the military department as long as they are close to the training department. The sword special brigade is one of them.

Dongfang Dingtian doesn't want to participate in the affairs of these young people. In fact, in his own capacity, these places make a fuss.

Huang Jianfeng led the way, but it was unobstructed. After a while, they passed through the military region and entered the exclusive training place of the special team.

"Instructor Han, this is the training room of our sword team." Huang Jianfeng said.

As soon as he got to the door, he heard the low roar of hammering sandbags and actual combat.

It's just that the scene before him is far from what he imagined. Shouldn't a group of strong men with shirtless upper body standing in the sun be the right style of painting?

Han Fei takes a look at Huang Jianfeng and knows that they are indoor training. He doesn't have to rush. Han Fei smiles and thinks that he doesn't know Huang Jianfeng's careful thinking.

After all, every soldier has pride, and every one who can be selected into the special team is a thorn. If Huang Jianfeng can become the leader of the sword team, he must be very proud.

We can see from the details we just met that he still has a lot of opinions about his airborne instructor. The current free fight may be a small calculation in Huang Jianfeng's mind.

If you want to break it, go ahead and have a look. Han Fei is also curious about what the internal training of the Chinese ace special forces looks like.

When Han Fei came in, he saw a group of strong men practicing in actual combat, but they didn't have the slightest moisture. When he saw Huang Jianfeng coming in with an outsider, they couldn't help but stop their movements.

Huang Jianfeng glanced at Han Fei and saw that his face was as usual. He was not shocked at all. Then he hummed coldly: "everyone has it! Assemble

Voice down, a powerful step sound came, and then it was a neat little step, only to see dozens of strong men standing in a neat line.

Although it's a simple way to count and stand at attention, compared with the soldiers in the ordinary army, they are undoubtedly full of energy. It makes people feel like a sharp sword coming out of its sheath, which is worthy of the name of the special team of sharp sword.

"This is the new military region instructor sent from above, Han Fei. Welcome to Han Fei." Huang Jianfeng said.

After all, judging from their facial expressions, many people are still skeptical of their airborne instructor.

Huang Jianfeng raised his hand. Just now, the warm applause stopped immediately. Huang Jianfeng immediately said to Han Fei, "instructor Han, brothers are fighting freely. What do you think of their training?"

The following people also immediately got up their spirits. They knew that the main play was coming and whether the new instructor had any goods in his stomach. As long as they heard him say a few words, they would have a pretty good idea.

Han Fei looked at Huang Jianfeng and said with a smile, "I don't think so. I've trained very well and worked very hard."

Just talking about this, some people can't help laughing. It seems that the new instructor is a gold-plated straw bag.

As an experienced military region instructor, you can point out the advantages and disadvantages of their fighting skills at first sight, and even put forward corresponding rectification suggestions according to their respective characteristics.

Huang Jianfeng saw everyone's expression in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. But before his expression lasted long, Han Fei said, "but what I want to say is that all of you are in the wrong direction. This kind of flashy drill is not only useless in actual combat, but also likely to kill you."

As soon as these words came out, the people below immediately burst into a frying pan. What does this mean? Do you look down on them!

They are also on duty at the front line. They have experienced many times of gunfire, long-distance sniping, short-range fighting, and even short-range blade fighting and unarmed fighting.

It can be said that among the major military regions in China, there are no troops with more actual combat experience than them. Now, it is not alarmist to say that their long-term training programs are just superficial, and they may even lose their lives in the battlefield!

They all stand in front of him, this is the best refutation!

"Drillmaster Han, I don't agree with you. We have been training like this all the time, and we haven't lost to anyone on the battlefield. You say we have the risk of death on the battlefield, but it seems that our sword hasn't had any casualties since its establishment!" Under the stage a tall Kongwu team member said haughtily.

"Oh? I don't know what to call this little comrade? " Han Fei said with a smile.

"This is Lei Jun, the deputy leader of our sword brigade. He once led a small team to the golden triangle to complete the task successfully and was awarded the rank of lieutenant colonel." Huang Jianfeng said.

When Han Fei heard this, he muttered a little. Two days ago, Dongfang Dingtian wooed him and only gave him the rank of colonel. But even a vice captain of the special forces was a lieutenant colonel. As for Huang Jianfeng, the chief captain, he had to be a colonel.

Sure enough, compared with the dragon group, it's still Mr. Liu's first offer.

Of course, these Han Fei just thought about it in his heart, and then said to the vice captain: "just now, I also took a brief look at your so-called fighting skills. It looks very shocking, but in my eyes, it's a show off.

You are a special brigade, not an anti riot team, not even a community street office. You are all faced with vicious criminals, not trouble making drunkards and lazy people.

In actual combat, if you can't kill with one blow, it will have extremely serious consequences. At that time, it will only be you, or even endanger your teammates, or even the whole team.

The same punch can hit the cheekbone. Why don't you move up a few inches and hit the temple? You are in actual combat, not in a movie. Even if you have the upper hand, as long as the other side has a breath, a bullet can change the situation in an instant. "

Han Fei's preaching is no doubt disdainful. They are all tough guys who break out in a hail of bullets. Even if they don't have pride, they have pride. How can they allow a man in his twenties who looks like a rich man to criticize them?

Don't mention going to the battlefield. They don't think Han Fei has even touched his gun. The army is a place that advocates strength. Who will bird you if he doesn't show some excellent real skills?

Even if the instructors from above only have the ability to talk on paper, they will not accept it!

"It seems that everyone is skeptical of what I said. In this case, we might as well come out and practice with each other. It can be regarded as an on-the-spot teaching for everyone." Han Fei said with a smile.

Looking at Han Fei's leisurely appearance with a cigarette in his mouth, especially when he didn't have any consciousness, he even shook the ash off the floor. Everyone felt a great insult. From the attitude, it was a kind of indifference to them.

This is a training ground. For them, it is a sacred place to reduce their battlefield blood. On weekdays, let alone smoking, lighters and cigarettes will not be brought in.

At present, this scene is like a newly decorated house. When you put on your slippers and enter the house, you have to be careful for fear of getting dirty. But at this time, a tramp who hasn't bathed for ten days and a half months lies on the sofa, takes off his smelly shoes and buckles his feet. Even Huang Jianfeng's eyebrows can't help wrinkling.