C115

Chapter 115 - Walking into the Enclosure

Zhang Minghai gloomily curled his lips. Zhao Xinming happened to see Zhang Minghai's defeated expression from the corner of his eye, and the scene seemed to return to his childhood, causing Zhao Xinming to laugh out loud.

Although they had gone through hardships together, Zhao Xinming and Zhang Minghai were still in the army now, so they rarely had the chance to meet each other. Therefore, this time they had a lot of conversations, and Zhang Minghai had finally invited them to a fight, saying that he wanted to find a mountain to train with a seal, causing Zhao Xinming to laugh out loud arrogantly, showing that he welcomed them.

After sending Zhao Xinming and Lin Shuya off, the entire Falcon Brigade returned to the right path. The days had returned to their normal pace, with the exception of training, training, and so on and so forth. The days went by in such a manner that a bird's egg could be seen on it.

Falcon's brothers eagerly looked at Zhang Minghai's mission every day, sincerely expressing their wishes, even if it was just a small exercise to join in the fun …

Finally, Zhang Minghai, who could not stand it any longer, made a call to Seal of War!

Zhao Xinming couldn't help but laugh when he heard from Zhang Minghai. What kind of world is this now, a special forces soldier who hasn't even stopped drinking milk and dares to call on him? If he doesn't give these little fellows a taste, they could taste the Falcon that just won an international prize and would fly into the sky.

Zhao Xinming was very familiar with this type of training method, he casually wrote an application and sent it to his superior, two days later, his superior approved it.

After Zhao Xinming obtained the approval of his superior, he was the first to call Zhang Minghai.

"Hey, Milkman, the higher ups agreed to let us torture you. You truly don't know your limits and want to play with us Seals. I'll pick a few people to play with you." Zhao Xinming was filled with anticipation on the phone. Facing Zhang Minghai, he really wanted to fight back.

Zhang Minghai couldn't help frowning, "Where should we go?"

Zhao Xinming laughed out loud, "If there really is a war, can you still predict where it will be? "Brat, prepare yourself to be beaten up at any time!"

Zhang Minghai slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "Do you really intend to play with him?"

Hearing that, Zhao Xinming laughed out loud, "Do you think I have the time to joke with you?"

Zhang Minghai nodded, "Fine, then we'll see what happens on the battlefield!" Saying that, he put down the phone.

The news quickly passed down. The falconers cheered together. After half a day, no one could cheer anymore.

Zhang Minghai had developed a series of high-intensity training through his' Golden Triangle 'cross-border combat mission, and the entire Falcon had been tormented beyond words. Only now did the members of the Falcon know that they still had a lot of things to learn — the individual combat system of each country, the use and maintenance of all the firearms in the world …

When the intense training began, Zhang Minghai tried his best to increase the overall strength of each team member.

Zhang Minghai coldly glanced at Sun Fucheng, and immediately caused Sun Fucheng to obediently shut his mouth, to the point where he couldn't even hear a moan.

"I say, Fu Cheng, your body is the worst in the team. Captain, you should be the one thinking too much. If something happens to you in the battlefield, how much do you think we should hate you?" Li Liqun stood at the side and said to Sun Fucheng with ill intent.

Sun Fucheng pursed his lips, his mind couldn't help but recall the bloody scene when the falcons were shot by the enemy's bullets to save him, as he suddenly sat up, his face was filled with fear.

"He was the one who sent the message, otherwise our Falcon Brigade's communication channel would be open, his life would be worth more than our lives … …" Zhao Hai said with a fake smile.

Hearing that, Sun Fucheng almost wanted to cry from shock, he raised his hands and swore that he would not drag Falcon Brigade down next time, the Falcons finally nodded their heads in satisfaction and scattered.

Seeing the situation, Sun Fucheng could not help but stick out his tongue in grievance. Within the army, who was the boss and who had the right to speak, he was just casually talking about the captain, but he never thought that he would be surrounded by so many people.

Zhang Ming Hai looked at Sun Fucheng who had a wronged expression, and could not help but pat Sun Fucheng on the shoulder, before turning and leaving the dorm.

Finally, on this day, the alarm rang.

When the helicopter gunship circled high into the sky, Sun Fucheng finally accepted the location of the competition exercise.

Sun Fucheng marked the location of the battle on the military electronic board before handing it over to Zhang Minghai, "Boss, this is where we'll be fighting with the seals."

Zhang Minghai took the tablet and carefully looked at the location indicated on the map. It was a high ground.

Sun Fucheng quickly sent the training location to the Falcon members. The entire cabin was completely silent, only the buzzing of the helicopter's propellers could be heard. Everyone silently waited for Zhang Minghai to give out the mission.

"Long Fei is the first sniper, Fu Cheng is in charge of electronic communication, the first group explosive hand, Zhao Hai's elite soldier, the other members are all mixed in, do you have any questions?" Zhang Minghai lowered his voice and swept everyone with his cold eyes.

"No!"

"Good, all of you get ready. When you reach your destination, carry out parachute descent!"

"Yes sir!"

To put it bluntly, high ground battles required the targets to be executed at high speeds. The mountains were not comparable to the forests, and there were no hidden objects on the mountains. They needed to be excavated and worked closely with their teammates.

Zhang Minghai was very clear about Zhao Xinming's ability to fight in the high mountains, which were the strong points of seals. Zhang Minghai's mind was tight on a string, this time, there was going to be a tough battle to fight.

Zhang Minghai nodded and turned around to look at his teammates, "Prepare to parachute. Everyone, check your equipment."

When Sun Fucheng heard Zhang Minghai's words, he could not help but be curious. With a confused look on his face, Sun Fucheng said, "Leader, we're still 5 kilometers away from our destination, it's still too early."

Zhang Minghai smiled, "It's only five kilometers, we'll conquer it with our legs!"

The practice had just started, Zhang Minghai would not take the risk to probe if Zhao Xinming had set up an ambush, but there was no way to test it, and there was no way to test it.

All along the way, the falcons went up and down the stream. There was not a single flat ground. The road was full of trees and weeds. By the time the falcons reached their destination, everyone was already panting from fatigue.

"From now on, we will split up. Long Fei and I will each lead a team and maintain the radio communication. We will report the situation of the battle at any time!" Zhang Minghai raised his head to look at Ren Longfei, and ordered with a serious face.

"Yes sir!" Ren Longfei immediately agreed, nodded his head at Zhang Minghai, and led the rest of the team towards the other direction.

There were no effective and reliable hiding spots in the Highland Wars. Once ambushed, it was very likely that they would be completely annihilated. Therefore, Zhang Mingyang's actions were aimed at minimizing the casualties and obtaining the ultimate victory.

However, there was also something bad about doing this. If he were to fight face to face with the enemy, he would lose half of his firepower. The enemy in front of him was also a special seal team with special combat experience. The field training of Falcon this time was extraordinary.

"Captain, capture a trace of a wireless frequency!" Sun Fucheng could not help but be ecstatic, and quickly passed the coordinates to Zhang Minghai.

The seal on the battlefield would never make such a low level mistake, even if Zhang Minghai would not doubt Sun Fucheng's ability, but at the same time, he would not doubt the seal's ability. To be able to make a name for himself in the special forces, naturally, the seal's reputation was not for nothing.

"Be careful, I suspect that it's a trap set up by the seal. Everyone, be alert!" Zhang Minghai ordered in a low voice.

The falcons quickly coordinated with each other and avoided each other. They had practiced this kind of maneuver no less than a thousand times.

However, Zhang Minghai was already thinking about what had happened. He had to consider things from Zhao Xinming's perspective.

"Captain, the wireless band we captured just now is here!" Sun Fucheng looked around vigilantly, and said to Zhang Minghai in a low voice.

Zhang Minghai knitted his brows and remained silent. He made a subtle gesture towards the falcon, but remained silent.

It had to be said that Zhao Xinming truly knew how to choose a location. In this kind of flat ground, if they really fought, there wouldn't even be a cover on both sides.

Zhang Minghai's troops lay prone on the ground, silently searching for any trace of the seal.

"Captain, I didn't think that this kid would actually come!" Zhao Jianqiang grinned from ear to ear, the scope locked onto the Falcon King's figure, waiting for Zhao Xinming to give the order to attack.

Zhao Xinming squinted his eyes, "There are not enough people!"

Zhao Xinming frowned slightly. It seemed that Zhang Minghai had arranged for them to split up, and could not capture all of the falcons at once.

"Something's wrong!" He had seen Zhang Minghai's strange and unfathomable fighting style, it was completely at odds with an ordinary person's way of thinking. Now that Zhang Minghai and the others were in his trap, Ding Jiawei felt that it was too simple, so simple that people started to suspect if Zhang Minghai was still holding back. Otherwise, with his intellect, he would not be able to see that this was a trap.

Zhao Xinming pursed his lips and lightly pressed down on his palms.

Zhao Xinming felt that something was amiss. Zhang Minghai's IQ was only limited to this? He was so easily fooled? Isn't that illogical?