Chapter 110 The Touch of Growing Up

The sky is still like ink, not so much in the early morning as in the evening.

On the empty beach shooting range, only a whistle was heard, and the people who had lined up by the beach rushed into the scattering pit.

In their position, there were some gun parts disassembled into seven or eight parts. This was the darkest moment before dawn. As soon as they touched the parts in front of them, they understood the officer's intention.

The fastest-reacting soldier has begun to assemble firearms at a dazzling speed, and others have also begun to assemble the parts on the hemp slices and assemble them into guns.

Looking at the movements of these people, Rudolph looked at the stopwatch in his hand, which had reached the last ten numbers: now it's the countdown! He said: ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one! Shoot!

On the sea 50 meters away in the night, the targets floated by ropes rolled with the waves. The beach is not big, and there is only a 50-meter shooting range. After the fixed target shooting training there, they need to be trained at the sea shooting range. The marksmanship has always been fed with bullets, and not here. Exception.

Compared with the fact that they can't shoot dozens of shots a year in the Manchu Qing barracks, where they need to shoot at least 20 shots with rifles a day. If the shooting results are less than qualified, they have to land on the ground with their hands and feet, with high buttocks to let the instructors smoke. In addition to bullet feeding, sticks are also an incentive.

At this time, the gunshot in the distance broke the silence. The seemingly sparse gunfire was connected, so close that people couldn't breathe. Chen Moran, who was standing behind, listened to the deafening gunfire and looked at the soldiers who kept shooting at the target with pistols. He only felt a burst of excitement.

Men advocate violence and weapons in their bones, and Chen Moran is no exception.

After dinner in the camp yesterday, a selection began with fighting. Zhang Renkui, as the leader, taught these people the fighting skills. Later, after Chen Moran found the professional technical textbook of the army infantry reconnaissance unit, they practiced the fighting skills of the scouts, which further improved their fighting. Skills.

After four hours of fisting to flesh and punching blood, I finally picked out such 50 people, and finally, I had to select 15 out of these 50 people.

The pistol quickly fires 32 bullets per person, just to select the person with the best shooting.

"No. 1 is all in the middle, 195 rings, No. 2 is all in the middle! 212 rings..."

At the end of the shooting, with the light signal on the sea, the target sounded. Chen Moran, who had never smiled, squeezed out some smiles. The results were not bad. In the past, they used rotary pistol training, but it was not until two weeks ago that they switched to NC pistol training.

"Rifle shooting!"

When the fifty soldiers began to assemble rifles, Rudolph, who was standing next to Chen Moran, noticed Chen Moran's smile.

"Mr. Chen, now I can assure you that none of your 564 soldiers are all in China now, no! It is not easy for the best soldiers in Asia and even the world to select the 15 best soldiers!"

"No!"

Chen Moran shook his head.

"I only need the best 15 people! After these fifteen people are selected, I will take them away. As for the others, you will continue to train.

The reason why I put it off until now, in addition to waiting for the gun, another reason is that after they finish the training, they will select the best people and then let them protect their daughter-in-law to go to Mexico. In the past two months, he has been using various channels to Understand Mexico, especially the environment, where the environment is far worse than he thought. To be precise, it is a public security environment.

Although he sent these fifteen "tough soldiers" with submachine guns to protect his daughter-in-law, he was still a little worried, but at least it was safer than her own past.

"Rudolph, when can they go to the battlefield?"

"Anytime!"

Rudolph said with certainty that a week ago, they had completed the last blasting training, and now they can be dragged to the battlefield at any time.

"There are still two days left for Christmas. Let's wait until Christmas is over! The goal has been selected for you. Let them draw up their own battle plans. Remember, if the instructors participate in the battle plan, all your bonuses will be confiscated!"

Chen Moran's expression is serious and serious. In addition to normal training, all kinds of platoon tactics are also within the scope of their study. If they can't make a battle plan by themselves, I'm afraid it's unreasonable to deal with pirates of more than a hundred people.

"What you want! Mr. Chen!"

Rudolph showed confidence in his students. Only when he personally trained them did he know their combat effectiveness. These soldiers were far better than his colleagues in the Swiss mountain army.

If you haven't trained them, you can't believe that there is so much strength in these small bodies. The cruel training not only supports them, but also shows the tenacity of Superman's imagination. Rudolph even believes that these people can withstand more cruel training, but as for how to do it It's more cruel. I'm afraid they need to think about it themselves. It's close to the existence of hell. If it's more cruel, maybe there's only hell.

Gently pull the trigger and stop on the shoulder. Although you can't see how many rings have been hit, Dong Haotian believes that at least eight rings are fine. Pulling the bolt again, the five bullets in the magazine have been fired, the gun is empty, and the rifle shooting is over.

He whistled at Xu Zhiyuan beside him. Dong Haotian was full of pride. The two fought for nearly an hour last night. In the end, if it hadn't been a draw, I'm afraid they would still have to fight. Now Dong Haotian's face is still proud. Although they are not in a team, or Dong Haotian also knows Xu Zhiyuan. There is still a little gap in shooting compared with him.

"Don't be complacent, I'm better than usual today! It's the same with fighting!"

Xu Zhiyuan's expression was very cold. When other people were anxiously waiting for the results, he wiped the gun there. The gun was unclean and the gun was stained with dust. Once found, it was a punishment of twenty, or twenty military sticks.

As the saying goes, the military order is like a mountain. In the army, the hierarchy is strict, and the military rules are not offensive. There are 564 people on this "Yanluo Island" to today, and several of them have not been hit by hundreds of military sticks in the 120 days.

There is no injustice on Yanluo Island, only mistakes! And the military stick is the real thing that makes men pay for their mistakes. One person made a mistake and was collectively beaten. After receiving nearly two hundred military sticks before and after, and the brothers in the class were followed by thousands of military sticks, Xu Zhiyuan had carved those military rules into his bones for a long time. Even after thousands of bullets, his rifle chambers were as bright as a mirror, and the gun machine reflected, relying on this consciousness.

"No. 49 81 Ring!"

This result made Dong Haotian proud. He looked at Xu Zhiyuan beside him. When he was about to say something, he did not hear the sound of the target. He only looked at the light signal with the length added length, but his face was red, 83 rings!

"I said, I played better than usual today! The fist is, and so is the gun!"

A one-and-meter-long rifle was on his shoulder, but Xu Zhiyuan jumped out of the bunker. Everything next was simple. Gathering, lining up, disbanding, returning to the team and continuing training, while Xu Zhiyuan jumped on the small wooden boat after returning the rifle and continued his "happy time".

On the carriage, Chen Moran looked at the form in his hand, but it was difficult to choose. 50 people can be said to have their own strengths, and endurance, fighting and shooting can be said to have their own strengths. Just as Rudolph said, it is indeed difficult to choose the 15 best.

Like a primary school student making a connection, Chen Moran began to draw from the boat, but from the boat to the shore, and then drew back to the concession. From the early morning to the morning, he still failed to choose a reason. Some endurance and fighting are good, but shooting is average, some shooting and fighting are good, but endurance is average. Of course, it's usually among the 50 people here, but they are all good men who put it outside.

"It's difficult!"

Staring at the list, Chen Moran's forehead was wrinkled.

"Forget it! Just twenty of them!"

Chen Moran, who couldn't choose one for a few hours, casually drew a circle in the list of 20 people he chose. If he couldn't choose 15 of them, he would choose 20.

Chen Moran, who finally solved a problem, still had no problem to solve it easily. After the candidate was selected, the submachine gun would soon be built. Twenty people brought 50 submachine guns and 50 pistols, which may be the best protection for Ji Li, but he always couldn't let go of his mind.

After the carriage stopped in front of the industrial company building, Chen Moran got out of the car and went straight up the stairs. Although he said that he had not returned all night, there was no need to go home now. As long as he received a phone call from him saying that he would not go home, Ji Li would often go to Catherine.

As soon as the front foot entered the office, Chen Moran's secretary Yu Hongyu followed in with a brief envelope.

"Chairman, the email from Jackson Law Firm in London!"

Put the envelope in front of Chen Moran, and Yu Hongyu retreated. This is the reason why Chen Moran likes this college secretary. He won't waste time, but just do his job well.

Although it was only at the beginning of the 20th century, the advanced postal delivery in Europe was beyond Chen Moran's imagination. Jackson Law Firm, who was responsible for handling the company's procedures, sent a telegram half a telegram saying that it had completed the business licenses and related procedures of the oil companies of England and Mexico, but now these procedures have reached Chen Mo. In front of you.

After Chen Moran opened the envelope between the train and the cruise ship, in just 16 days, that is, when he arrived in Shanghai from London, his eyebrows were slightly different. In the past few days, almost everything has been urging him and Ji Li to leave.

"Einland and Mexico Oil Company"

After folding the letter, the name on the business license only made Chen Moran sigh. Is the owner of the company Ji Li? Sterling, an Englishman of noble blood, although she is the holder of the Anglo-Mexico Petroleum Company, another document shows that her husband is the injector of the company. As the injector, he owns all the assets of the company.

"The skin of the British Empire!"

The information revealed on this thin piece of paper still made Chen Moran smile helplessly. If China is like Britain, what do you have to do with Ji Li... I don't regret marrying her. What do you really don't want to face? I'm afraid it's to let a 19-year-old girl go to the wilderness of Mexico.

"Catherine little..."

When the sound came, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and Yu Hongyu, who followed her, obviously failed to stop her.

"Chairman, I..."

Chen Moran, who looked up, saw Catherine and said something.

"Ziji, you go out! Turn the door on!"

When the door closed again, looking at the angry Catherine, Chen Moran stuffed the file into the folder.

Looking at Chen Moran and Catherine couldn't wait to throw the man in front of him downstairs. He actually coaxed his only sister to Mexico.

"Crap! I need an explanation!"

"My leg is not lame now!"

Chen Moran smiled and looked at his "sister" who was on the verge of rampage and couldn't help making a joke.

"Do you still remember what I looked like when I was lame!"

"You..."

His smile only made Catherine angry, but when she was reminded, her anger turned red again, and the original questioning seemed to have lost her confidence.

"Chen Moran, I need you to give me a reasonable explanation! Why, why did you let Ji Li go to Mexico? You have only been married for two months!"

Catherine Yi is still the gorgeous appearance. Unlike Ji Li's restrained beauty, Catherine's beauty is enchanting and blooming beauty. Her skin is full of healthy luster, her blue eyes are full of wisdom, and another elusive brilliance, which is both charming and mysterious. Her facial features are well-proportioned, her well-lined chin, high cheekbones and Peugeot's forehead form a perfect whole.

In the past, she always had a charming smile on her face. Perhaps this was the relationship that her "Viscountess" had received since she was a child, but now she looks as cold as frost. Chen Moran can completely imagine Catherine's anger at this time.

"Ji Li should have told you the reason why she went to Mexico!"

"I need you to tell me!"

"Because..."

When he paused, Chen Moran adjusted his mood.

"This is for our family and, of course, for my career. I am very moved by Ji Li's behavior, and I am also reluctant to let her go!"

"Then why do you want her to go there!"

Catherine questioned the man in front of her. She had suspected the man's intention to marry Ji Li. She always felt that Chen Moran was using Ji Li. Ji Li's identity is for him as a Chinese. Although she did not inherit her father's title like herself, her aristocratic bloodline is beyond doubt. The viscounts and nobles who may be bankrupt in Britain have no influence, but in China, the blood of the British aristocracy is taboo by the Chinese government, which may be the best shield for him.

But in the past two months, Ji Li's happiness has made her have a trace of expectation. He loves Ji Li, but now, this man has "rung" her sister to Mexico to help him open an oil company.

"I have also rejected her!"

Chen Moran's eyes darkened. His kind of refusal was not so much a refusal as... "If you love Ji Li, you shouldn't let Ji Li go so far away. As her husband, you should know that Ji Li is just a little girl. In her simple mind, of course, she hopes to share your worries, but..." < /P>

Catherine's voice was round and charming, and now she seemed to have calmed down.

At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open again, but it was Ji Li who walked in, but Yu Hongyu outside the door looked helpless. After entering the office, Ji Li then closed the door. After seeing her sister, she cast an apologetic look at Chen Moran.

"My father-in-law, I'm sorry..."

"Ji Li, you don't need to say sorry to him!"

My sister's petite and lovely Chinese wife looked like a little, but Catherine was angry and her voice was a little louder.

"Sister!"

My sister's anger made Ji Li not happy.

He stood up and walked to Ji Li's side. Chen Moran looked at Ji Li, who was shocked, and stroked her round face.

"Ji Li, you don't need to say sorry between us!"

"Hmm!"

She nodded obediently and looked at the cheerful look in Ji Li's eyes. In Catherine's eyes, this scene was just a burst of breath, this damn slying. After taking a deep breath and calming herself down, Catherine looked at Ji Li.

"Ji Li, I'm here silently now, and he has promised that I need you to tell your husband that you won't go to Mexico!"

Hearing this, Chen Moran was stunned. When she agreed, Ji Li was also shocked. She looked at her husband in surprise and felt Ji Li's eyes. Chen Moran could only nod.

"Yes, I have promised Catherine!"

Although he was unwilling, somehow, Chen Moran had a sense of relief when he said this.

Her eyes turned around her sister and husband, and Ji Li looked down at her hands again.

"My father-in-law, sister... I... I!"

Ji Li, who was stabating, looked up at Catherine, but smiled.

"I really hope that I can do something for silence, and this matter is related to the future of his company. Sister, maybe in your eyes, I am still the little girl who can only play the piano, and even dreamed of playing in the concert hall, but you don't you know that the little girl who loves to dream has grown up, and she also hopes to I hope you can do something extraordinary."

When she spoke, her jewel-like blue eyes sparkled. Catherine had never seen such a look in her sister's eyes before. When Catherine was surprised, Ji Li turned her eyes to Chen Moran again.

"Moreover, this little girl who has grown up wants to do something for her husband! Help your husband achieve his career! This is for our happiness!"

Ji Li's words only made Chen Moran's heart tremble. He tried to keep himself calm, but he couldn't calm down. In the end, he just hugged the girl who moved him tightly. No! It's his wife who moved him.

(to be continued)