Advanced Players in Arc

"Is this... over?"

Chen Zizi stared blankly at the screen as the Thunder Team threw Bald Eagle's people into the carriage.

"Yes, what do you think? Do you still plan to start, continue, turn, and combine the story, the beginning of the story, the development of the plot, the climax of the fight, and the regretful ending?" Dong Chen turned to look at him.

"Yes, why can't both sides go back and forth, artillery shells and rockets take off, machine guns share the same color as rifles, electricity..." Chen started to talk by himself and even danced, but when he came back to his senses, he saw that everyone was looking at him, and his voice He immediately became smaller and said, "...it's always like this in the movies, and...it's the same in the documentaries I watched."

"Xiao Chen," Jin Yanming looked at him lovingly, touched his head and said, "You don't need Dong Chen to explain it to you, I'll explain it to you."

"First of all, what you are watching is called a movie. Although it is based on reality, it still needs some artistic processing, such as hiding thunder in the crotch, etc. I won't go into that."

"The documentary is about a big battle, or at least it takes hundreds of people to have the effect you mentioned. Moreover, the equipment of both sides is similar, and it is still an offensive and defensive battle."

"This time, our equipment is several generations ahead of theirs. Their every move is under our surveillance, and their command headquarters is also under our surveillance, using several satellites to track the whole process."

"The equipment is crushing them. Even our protection can't be penetrated by them. In addition, there are more than thirty people in total, including mental arithmetic and unintentional calculations. We also have twenty here. If we can still fight for half a day, there won't be any Thunder team." It’s necessary to exist.”

After Jin Yanming's explanation, Chen Zizi also reflected.

In fact, it's not that he is stupid, it's just that he is a little slow to react. He didn't turn around for a while. This is just a matter of philosophy. After all, the young people of China are too far away from the war.

What young people in China see most are war videos, film and television dramas, literary works, etc. Otherwise, they only see military war scenes when playing games.

It's either the World War I or World War II scenes with clanging, clanking, clanging blood flying out of a meat grinder, or the "biubiubiu" science fiction war scenes.

I have never experienced a war personally.

This time, twenty people fought against twenty-eight people, and then four people against four people. Basically, there was no difference in the number of people.

Auxiliary aiming and exoskeleton support, coupled with the ultimate in intelligence, even the team's approach distance is accurate to the centimeter level, and the approach time is also accurate to the second.

So a surprise attack on them is basically a matter of one shot per person, and at most some people fire two shots.

Just a matter of seconds.

"Ahem, okay, I didn't react for a while."

Chen Zizi scratched his hair in embarrassment, but as soon as he touched his head, he touched Jin Yanming's hand. He turned around and saw the loving expression on this guy's face, and instantly grabbed his hand and threw it away, "Bah, get out of here." Damn it."

"Hehe, I can't help myself," Jin Yanming took his hand away with a smile.

"That's what war is like when all sides are crushed. It's over in an instant," Gao Ze also said.

"What about those helicopters? Where were they just thrown away? They look quite advanced. It feels like a pity." Xiang Wu called up the tactical video of the four soldiers and said.

When everyone heard his words, they no longer discussed the issue of combat time. They all looked at the sci-fi-style helicopters captured on the screen.

Not to mention, the American aesthetic in the field of science fiction is still acceptable.

"It's indeed a pity, but we can't take it with us," Jin Yanming looked at the picture, and then said on a whim, "Could it be... tie it to the roof of the car with a rope? When people ask, they say it's a cosplay model?"

"Your idea is too weird, who can believe it? And this plane is not small. Even before the transformation, it would be a big lump on the roof of the car," Chen Ziyi said with a sidelong glance at him.

Regardless of where Chen Zizi and Jin Yanming were staring at each other, Xing Zisheng said, "Should it be blown up? Or pushed into the ravine? After the heavy snow is over, there will be basically no traces. If there is a few more snows, then there will be no traces." It’s forever under ice.”

"It's good, but it's a bit wasteful," Gao Ze said.

"I understand, what's the waste? Our technology is much higher than theirs, so we don't like it at all."

Jin Yanming's eyes hurt, so he left Chen alone and joined in.

"How about...sell it," Chen Zizi came over and looked at Dong Chen and said, "Sell it to the higher-ups. Didn't Brother Dong say that some of the current permissions are earned from selling things? We don't need it, but the higher-ups People should be interested.”

"Isn't this a problem? How do we explain the origin of these eight helicopters? Even if they are built by us, why are they driven to the Tibetan Plateau to be sold? Although there are no signs on them, we should be able to find out that they are Let others drive over, what will we do if we need someone?" Xiang Wu said doubtfully.

After everyone finished speaking, they all looked at Dong Chen. They also understood that the only one among them who could deal with them was Dong Chen.

They really don't want to and don't know how to deal with the official forces above, just like they don't know how to run a company.

Although they knew that Dong Chen was also good at "social skills", it was fine as long as he didn't go alone.

Dong Chen was already very familiar with that place.

Seeing them all staring at him, Dong Chen said helplessly, "Then sell it, it's just a waste. Don't you think the superiors will doubt us? It's just because they can't figure out our details, and there's still profit to be made. The benefits are not small, so I just turn a blind eye."

"Okay, let's do it. You contact them. I'll do whatever I need to do. I feel uncomfortable when I see them," Jin Yanming patted Dong Chen on the shoulder and said.

"Yes, me too, I should do whatever I have to do," Gao Ze also said.

The same goes for other people. They all went to do their own things. Even if they had nothing to do, they would leave here to play with their mobile phones or computers or go to sleep.

Dong Chen was helpless, but he did not contact the docking team immediately. Instead, he continued to watch the video of the battle and analyzed the shortcomings in the battle.

It's only around two o'clock in the morning. Although I may not be sleeping there, I still won't disturb him.

After dawn, the wind and snow stopped, and the sky showed blue sky and bright sun again. There was a strong wind last night, but there was not much snow on the road. After adding snow chains to the vehicle, we set off again.

Dong Chen also contacted the docking team. When the team heard about this equipment and this location, they were very confused.

When asked how Dong Chen came, Dong Chen said that someone had given it to him, and he was so enthusiastic that he couldn't stop him and insisted on giving it away.

Dong Chen saw that there was nothing he could do, so he accepted it. After accepting it, he left.

It's just that it has no use after being collected, so I thought of selling it to the country. It will definitely be used in some of the country's helicopter projects.

Seeing Dong Chen's sincere smile, anyone in the contact group knew that this was definitely a lie.

But he didn't say anything. It had been a long time since he had dealt with Dong Chen.

He called directly and mobilized a nearby helicopter to confirm.

In the early days of his dealings with Dong Chen, the liaison staff at that time would still ask about the source, but now they simply don't ask.

As long as you dare to sell, we dare to buy.

How many years have we passed when no one else would sell us anything we wanted to buy?

Second update before 9 o'clock