At the entrance of the city, Ye Zixiao was bringing more than a dozen people to set up defenses here. The gathering in the middle of the night was already exhausted. The dampness and coldness of the rainy days were very exhausting. In addition, only a few cans were given in the equipment I was distributing, so everyone was extremely tired.

Ye Zixiao had some experience and divided the people into two groups, one on duty, one on the job, and one on the rest, and one on the rotation of defense every half an hour.

Ye Zixiao stared at the direction of the city entrance, so sleepy that his eyes couldn't even open. He had some cold rain and wiped his face, sobering himself a little. Then he knocked on the sleepy companion next to him and said, "Get up on your turn! It's your turn to sleep before sleeping!"

"Ah... I'm so sleepy..." The companion complained, "Luo You also said that the boss was not ready to let us win. Otherwise, we will go out and admit defeat. Anyway, it's not the real battlefield. End early and go back to bed early."

"Damn it, can you have some backbone?" Ye Zixiao cursed, "The exercise is just a practical battle! You can't stand this condition. You will be the first person to die on the battlefield in the future! I came to the army to fight, so I didn't plan to live a good life!"

At this time, a man on duty trotted over, took a hot can, and said in surprise: "Come on, if you want to be cold, you can open the can and eat it. The command center is quite conscientious. I sent us a self-heating can, which is very hot!"

Ye Zixiao stared at the steaming can for a while, and suddenly his expression became extremely horrified, and he shouted in a low voice: "Hurry up and throw it away! Quick!"

Almost as soon as Ye Zixiao finished speaking, the sound of bullets tearing the night sky came and hit the forehead of the recruit holding the can. Although the empty bullet was not fatal at a long distance, the shot still knocked him out.

The sudden change caused the entire defensive position to fall into chaos. The sleeping people jumped up in confusion, but were knocked down by the bullets one after another. Those on duty defending were screaming and retreating to the back of the bunker, huddling like hedgehogs.

"Counterattack! Everyone is up and fight back!" Ye Zixiao kept firing in the direction of the vague figure running through the gun point in the bunker, and shouted angrily, "What's the use of hiding! The enemy is coming! Get up and fight!"

In theory courses, there is a complete response process for night attacks. It is a taboo to hide behind a bunker like a turtle, because as long as you rely on the bunker to fight according to tactical posture, the probability of being hit is actually very low. As long as you counterattack reasonably, you can effectively kill the enemy. If you just cherish your life and retreat, and wait for the enemy to break through the fire and enter hand-to-hand combat, then you will lose any advantage.

This is a very simple knowledge point in the theory class. In the exam, as long as you are not a fool, you can answer correctly. But now, these recruits who easily "answer" questions cannot take any countermeasures. They are instantly panicked by the sudden attack at night. They forget all the knowledge they have learned in their minds. They all have blank heads and are at a loss and shivering behind the cover, trembling. Ye Zixiao's yelling has no effect.

"Get up! Get up!" Ye Zixiao shouted desperately, hoping to get his companions to fight back. However, in just a moment, a black shadow approached rapidly as he stopped shooting. When he turned his head, he could only see the soles of the 42-sized military boots stepping towards his face.

After the heavy blow, Ye Zixiao was kicked so hard that his nose bridge was almost broken, and tears and snot flowed out, and he fell behind the bunker. He was then pressed to the ground and his hands were tied with plastic handcuffs.

More and more black shadows rushed into the position, and the newly recruits who were already at a loss turned into pigs waiting to be slaughtered in such a raid. They were more or less beaten, and there was also a more miserable person who even had their front teeth flying.

A frightened recruit completely forgot the rule that he could not shoot within five meters. Because the empty bullet is fatal within five meters, shooting is prohibited, but he couldn't even remember the tactical actions, so he could not remember this, and he had to shoot when he lifted the gun.

Seeing this, a recent Blue Army soldier was not polite and kicked the training gun to break the training gun. Then he suddenly stepped on the recruit's wrist, regardless of the other party's miserable howl, and kicked him out of the air. Finally, he snorted coldly and said through the communicator: "Call the command center, send a medical team here, seriously injured one."

In less than half a minute, the defensive position composed of more than ten people was directly pierced, and all members were captured. Ye Zixiao's eyes were almost broken, and he panted and tried to break free from the plastic handcuffs, but it didn't work to wear his wrist. He could only curse with great reluctance: "Damn!"

...

On the other side, Mo Qian and Yang Meimei were in a group of actions. They were closer to the entrance of the city, so although the rain was loud, they still heard the movement there. From the crowds of screams, it was probably a lot of danger.

Although this was an exercise, it would not kill anyone, but in this dark atmosphere and the first time they participated in the performance, both of them couldn't help but feel their hearts in their throats, and the tension was no less than actual combat.

The two were huddling in a low building at this time. Yang Meimei was already timid and almost cried: "Woo...what should we do..."

"Calm down... Calm down..." Mo Qian took deep breaths, trying to recall the knowledge about night combat in the textbook, but the knowledge that can be written down in the usual dictation can't be remembered at all now. He slapped his head impatiently and scolded, "Damn! What is the book saying, I can't remember it!"

At this moment, Mo Qian suddenly stared in one direction. He covered Yang Meimei's mouth and lowered his voice and said, "Someone is here..."

Mo Qian and Yang Meimei looked down nervously through the railing. Two soldiers were walking slowly below at this time. Judging from their fully armed equipment, they were definitely not new recruits. They seemed to be in a relaxed mood, talking and laughing, but did not notice someone above.

Mo Qian recalled Luo You's order and dispersed to carry out life and death. Although he didn't know how many people came from the other party, he could beat each one!

Mo Qian silenced Yang Feiba, then carefully picked up the gun and aimed down. Just as he calculated the trajectory and was about to shoot down one and then escape, the whimpering sound of Yang Feiba suddenly came from behind him.

Mo Qian thought Yang Feiba was scared, so he lowered his voice and said, "Don't shout! He's aiming!"

"Boy, don't you look back?" A sarcastic sneer rang behind Mo Qian. As soon as the words came into his ears, he felt a heavy blow on his head and fainted.
Chapter completed!