Just like a masterpiece of a rigorously trained painter, Bao Lei's hands seemed particularly stable, and the speed of laying prefabricated explosives was getting faster and faster. However, in just five minutes, Bao Lei had already outlined a complex plan with prefabricated explosives on the floor.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and Bao Lei took a breath slightly, then he pointed at the circular open space less than one meter in the pattern made of prefabricated explosives: "Stand here, as the floor after the demolished falls, there will be a certain amount of air wave impact, but the human body can withstand it!"

A glance of trust towards Bao Lei, Tang Guoming gently placed the automatic rifle in his hand on the floor, pulled out the self-defense pistol with a silencer from the side of his legs, and waved his head at Pan Guan who was standing beside him: "Trust shooting?"

Nodded slightly, Pan Guan also put down the automatic rifle in his hand, grabbed the self-defense pistol and stepped into the demolition explosion ring set up by Bao Lei. But after a moment of hesitation, Pan Guan turned his head and looked at Bao Lei standing outside the demolition explosion ring: "Give me your gun too!"

Just a little stunned, Bao Lei immediately understood what Pan Guan said. He pulled out his self-defense pistol and opened the insurance and handed it to Pan Guan. Bao Lei stood on tiptoe to Harbala and reached out to pull out the self-defense pistol that Harbala carried. After opening the insurance, he handed it to Tang Guoming, who had already stood in the demolition explosion circle.

After stretching out his arms and moving them a few times, Tang Guoming, holding guns in both hands, slightly separated his feet and stood steadily on the sturdy floor, but his arms were directly placed on Pan Guan's shoulder, which was slightly shorter than himself.

Also separated, Pan Guan stood firmly, but he bent his knees slightly and passed his gun-holding hands through Tang Guoming's armpits. His eyes could just look from Tang Guoming's shoulders to behind Tang Guoming. The two of them were like lovers with disparity in height and were not very skilled in embracing each other, and their bodies stood tightly...

Among the training contents of special forces or elite troops in countries around the world, trust shooting has always been one of the more important subjects. Military powers such as Russia and the United States have chosen a panoramic simulation combat format with a strong sense of practical combat in training.

When each trainee enters a similar training environment, the gun and the bullet are in a separate state, and even the sight is unreliable. And beside the trainees, not only is there extremely high decibel noise interfering with the hearing of the trainees, but some training assistants wearing all-armored bulletproof vests will also constantly block the trainees' sight with their bodies, interrupt the trainees' movement of the trainees' guns, and even push the trainees hard at the moment when the trainees pull the trigger and fire.

A considerable number of trainees, under such extremely harsh combat environments, had no place to use their marksmanship. There were even a large number of trainees who had repeatedly mistakenly attacked their compatriots for training and lost confidence in their marksmanship and combat skills, and could only leave the ranks of professional soldiers in disgrace.

Compared with the training methods of military powers such as Russia and the United States, the trust training mode used by the Chinese military is even more than that. In addition to the sound and human interference, the sudden physical imbalance, the sudden firearm failure and shooting target changes can really make professional soldiers who claim to be elites in the army complain. And all the soldiers who can pass this kind of training are outstanding players with extremely good guns and shooting skills.

Recalling the trust shooting training steps he had experienced in his mind, Tang Guoming took a deep breath and nodded to Bao Lei, who had already pushed to the porch. His fingers, which were originally placed on the trigger guard ring, also gently touched the cold trigger.

He also took a deep breath, and Bao Lei, who was squatting near the porch, held the controller that was connected to the prefabricated explosives with one hand, raised the other hand over his head, stretched out three fingers towards Tang Guoming, and then bent the three fingers one by one according to the inherent rhythm!

Accompanied by the thunder bent the last stretched finger, two crisp explosions that almost completely overlapped together sounded close to Tang Guoming and Pan Guan's bodies. The solid oak floor and the concrete support layer under the floor were like ice cubes carefully smashed by a hammer by a naughty boy, shattering strangely, but there were no splashing fragments.

Enough explosion vibration, coupled with the weight pressure of Tang Guoming and Pan Guan, the floor with a diameter of only one meter fell to the basement, which had completely lost its associated support!

Without any delay, Tang Guoming almost stretched out his arms when the oak floor under his feet just touched the concrete floor tiles in the basement, and pulled the trigger to the two armed personnel who had straightened their bodies from the mattresses thrown on the ground.

While Tang Guoming pulled the trigger, Pan Guan, who also stretched out his arms, did not hesitate for a moment. The two pistols in his hand made two consecutive joint attacks, quickly knocking the three armed personnel leaning behind the partition wall as a cover to the sky and overturning to the ground.

Takki rolled out toward their respective right side at the same time. Tang Guoming's eyes had already seen more than half of the environment in the basement when his body was still rolling. After just squatting and stably squatting, Tang Guoming quickly aimed the gun at several huge iron cages on the side of the basement boiler, and his fingers had already prepressed the trigger to the state before firing!

In a complete agreement with Tang Guoming's movements, Pan Guan also saw clearly the situation on the other side of the basement while rolling. While aiming the gun at several armed personnel whose bodies were still twitching, Pan Guan loudly shouted at Bao Lei, who had already pounced on the top of his head, and shouted at Bao Lei, who was aiming the gun at the basement: "A little direction!"

He quickly swung the muzzle and pointed it at the figure flashing in the huge iron cage on the side of the boiler. Before Bao Lei could even make a judgment on the hostility of the figures, Tang Guoming had already put down the self-defense pistol grasped with his left hand, pulled out a light illumination hose from the item bag on his legs and folded it hard. The moment he threw the light illumination hose into the iron cage, he quickly moved his position.

Under the light green light emitted by the light illumination hose, the figures that were constantly dodging and moving in the iron cage suddenly became clear. Especially Tang Guoming, who was closest to the iron cage, could already see the facial contours of the figures who dodged in the iron cage.

He reached out and pulled down the night vision device that was buckled in front of him. Tang Guoming looked at the several middle-aged Asian men who were naked in the iron cage and trembling in only a pair of underwear. He suddenly spoke in Wenzhou dialect and whispered in Wenzhou dialect: "Where is your hometown?"

As if he suddenly saw a trace of light in the darkness, an Asian middle-aged man in the iron cage blurted out in Wenzhou dialect and replied: "Leqing! We are Yueqing... Are you Chinese?"

With a slight relief, Tang Guoming lowered his muzzle in the direction of the iron cage and slowly stood up: "Report your name! And the last four numbers of your Chinese ID card! Lei Gong, prepare to verify your identity!"
Chapter completed!