Chapter 7

  Survival on the battlefield also involves longing; if you want to come in, first leave happiness outside the door.

  Author's note

  On the 29th at dusk, a small town on the outskirts of Basra, Deir el-Khra.

  The snow fell thicker and thicker, the sky and earth were a vast expanse of gray. In the distance, the mountains rose up faintly before everyone's eyes, a large courtyard wall stood quietly on this flat land, with a wide perimeter wall and guard towers. Shao Hui and his group stood at the majestic gate, looking at it, not knowing what kind of life would await them after opening this door.

  Creak... The large gate finally slowly opened. The local guard at the entrance nodded his head in a friendly manner, which was also a sign to tell them: you can go in now.

  A few footprints trailed from the entrance to the center of the empty courtyard, and the heavy gate closed. Shao Hui stopped in his tracks and looked back before continuing to stare at the officer in front of him. The officer stood expressionless, and the only sound in the desolate courtyard was the snow falling to the ground.

  My children, welcome your arrival.

  A mountain wind blew over, adding a bit of solemnity. After the snow fog was torn apart by the wind, Shao Hui saw that the other person's eyes were filled with kindness.

  My name is Su Yuesong, and from today on, I am your captain. I know you are all elites from different troops, each with outstanding military achievements, but that only represents the past. From the moment you stepped through this door, your opponent has changed to an unknown, more brutal, more seasoned, more variable, and stronger force, especially in terms of distance, even closer.

  Shao Hui and others stood still in the snow, listening, as if they were statues.

  Kids, I don't care how glorious or powerful your past was. From today on, unconditionally obey my orders. Only in this way can we ensure that all of you return home safely to the greatest extent. The officer's tone gradually became serious: Mission!

  Crack! All team members stood at attention instantly.

  Defend the base and ensure the safety of all personnel, assist in maintaining good relations with local residents. Requirements: All personnel must unconditionally obey Su Yue Song, that is, all my orders! Does everyone understand?

  Got it! The twelve people replied collectively.

  Our team code name is 'Crooked Knife'. The officer paused, also hoping that everyone would not have interservice rivalry, this thing will cost us our lives! After he finished saying this sentence, he swept his eyes over the crowd, does anyone else have any questions?

  "What equipment will we have in middle school? Can't let us go on a mission with just one curved knife each, right?" Wang Jianbin asked first.

  Of course not, oh, young man you first say...... Zhong schoolmaster wanted to answer when he found someone who wanted to speak.

  Shao Hui's heart suddenly tightened.

  Middle school, I... I don't have anything in particular to say, it's just that I think we should go inside and chat for a bit, or else others will come and dig us up with their iron shovels... someone said hesitantly.

  As expected! Shao Hui was so angry that his teeth itched, and sure enough, it was Liu Junhao! The more people there are, the more he shows off!

  The snow had already overflowed the tops of people's shoes. Su Zhong looked down and suddenly smiled: Alright, let's go, everyone follow me, we'll talk as we walk.

  Shao Hui and Zuo Ming simultaneously gave Liu Junhao a glance.

  Firstly, don't call me Zhong Xiao from now on, just call me Captain; secondly, let's go get our equipment right away.

  The captain said without turning his head.

  Pairs of feet wearing all sorts of casual shoes were firmly planted in the thick snow, making crunching sounds.

  What equipment will we have? Type 95 assault rifle or Type 81 automatic rifle? Zhao Zhenhao from the army asked his comrade in a low voice.

  It's more likely that Bayi has a better chance, this environment is suitable for Bayi to show its performance. Zhou Yan looked around and replied calmly.

  How outdated! What era is this that still uses these two guns? Zuo Ming sneered at them.

  With a creak, the captain had already pulled open the large door of a warehouse, standing at the entrance to gesture for everyone to enter, and then the door was pulled tight again.

  Zhong Xiao walked straight to a row of wooden boxes, opened one and pulled out a rifle: You guessed wrong. We're using K, I don't think I need to explain why.

  The K-series rifle has extremely powerful firepower, with a long aiming baseline resulting in a far shooting range and high accuracy. Its performance is outstanding and its quality is very solid. There was once a rifle that was buried in the desert for eight years, and after being dug up and shaken off, it could still be used immediately. It's a true oddity in the world of rifles. Additionally, this type of rifle is extremely common in the Third World, with 7.62mm bullets being universally available globally, allowing for easy replacement of parts or finding ammunition on the battlefield. The domestically produced Type 81 automatic rifle was also modeled after the K47. These are all things that team members should know.

  After distributing the rifles, a beautiful handgun appeared before everyone's eyes, Glock! Zhao Zhenghao exclaimed excitedly.

  Shao Hui also recognized this gun, it was indeed a Glock 17 pistol, and this gun would be his lifelong shadow.

  The caliber is 9mm, the total length is 185mm, and the weight is 620g, with a capacity of 18 rounds. None of this matters! The lieutenant colonel swiftly opened the gun mechanism, the most important thing is that this gun is made of polymer materials, which ensures that the performance of the gun is not affected at all in temperatures ranging from minus 40 degrees to plus 60 degrees.

  In fact, there is no need for introduction. The world-renowned Glock pistol, any special forces in any country in the world cannot be unknown. Facing so many eyes filled with joy, Colonel couldn't help but feel a little proud: This is the best partner I have worked hard to get for you!

  Captain, where's our sniper rifle? Bring it out and let us take a look! Zhang Weize exclaimed excitedly.

  Uh, sniper rifle... The lieutenant colonel's proud expression suddenly dimmed and he turned around, bending down to put his hand into the box, motionless for a long time.

  Captain, stop teasing us, bring it out and let's be surprised! Someone started cheering.

  Zhong Xiao slowly pulled out a long gun and said with embarrassment: Alright, let's just forget it, but everyone was still shocked.

  An orange-yellow sniper rifle finally appeared amidst the crowd's cheers and applause, innocently looking at everyone as if to say: "Don't scold me, this has nothing to do with me."

  The Dragunov sniper rifle, an automatic rifle wrapped in a sniper skin, uses 7.62mm rimmed bullets. The gun body, including the bullets, does not belong to a professional sniper rifle and can only be considered a precision shooting rifle. As soon as this gun came out, everyone was somewhat disappointed.

  Zhong Xiao picks up the gun and starts looking for a way down: Don't underestimate it, everyone, it's one of the earliest sniper rifles equipped by the troops, its performance...

  Why don't we just take a 19th-century rifle, add a scope to it and call it a sniper rifle? Left Ming whispered.

  It's just a scam for outsiders! What's the difference between this and an ordinary rifle? Wang Jianbin responded in a low voice.

  Everyone, don't complain anymore. These are the best equipment I can find in Basela. Su Yuesong explained.