From arms dealer to king of war

Qiao Jia's pistol shooting was always stable, but target shooting with the AR70 rifle from the training camp was not good.

The gun was too old and bad, and he needed to explore the ballistics. He actually didn't hit all the 100-meter targets, which was absolutely impossible when he used his own gun.

Qiao Jia originally thought that his performance was very bad, but to his surprise, the instructors at the training camp nodded and gave a thumbs up.

Then when the people behind came on the stage, Qiao Jia realized that it was not that he was really good at it, but that it took time for normal people to become familiar with a gun, and the more experienced the person, the shorter the time.

The best performers at this level were the three Sri Lankans. They were probably used to using bad guns and knew how to serve them.

The first two shots were very cautious. After they basically grasped the ballistics, they accelerated the pace. They did not pursue the precise 10 rings at all. They aimed at the approximate range and just fired a bunch of bullets at them, and the hit rate was not low. It was very Kaman. style.

Even if the standard was lowered, 4 people were eliminated in the shooting level.

Some small country troops have excellent soldiers, but there is too little live-fire training. As a result, these excellent soldiers lack a little experience and cannot compare with those old butts fed by bullets.

Seeing that the number of people was reduced to 40, Qiao Jia motioned to the instructor to arrange for everyone to have a rest, and then began to pray that too many people would not be eliminated from tomorrow's project.

The spur-of-the-moment ‘selection’ allowed Qiao Jia to set a high standard, but the price was that there seemed to be fewer suitable people.

If not all twenty people can get together in the end, it will be a stretch, and he might have to start the round all over again. How can he have the time?

After dinner in the evening, Qiao Jia went to the massage room of the training camp and found a professional masseur to help him relax.

Dorian's cousin Vito sat across from him, holding a training schedule to discuss tomorrow's content with him.

Qiao Jia held a training schedule in his hand and loudly asked the masseur behind him to be gentle. He checked it carefully and said, "Are you going to be so exaggerated? I don't think I can handle it myself." past.

What if those people are eliminated? Can the standards be relaxed a little like today's shooting training? "

Vito struggled with the schedule and said: "No, the training in the next two days is not so much screening, but more preparatory training for 'combat diving'.

Combat diving is dangerous. If you can't survive the first two days, I suggest you give up. "

As he spoke, Vito looked at Qiao Jia, who had a strange expression on his face, and said with a smile: "Are you thinking too much? Compared to you, those mercenaries are much stronger in physical fitness.

And this workout isn't as intense as you might think, just a little painful.

The point of this kind of training is to let everyone learn how to swim with less effort, and more importantly, to know how willing they are to work for you.

If they cannot pass this level, even if you recruit them, they may not be able to work for long.

What you want is elites. We have completed the preparations according to your previous requirements. If you give up now, the combat diving training benefits you promised to those people will be compromised, because they cannot pass the pre-training. It is not necessary to participate in combat diving training. There are risks. "

After listening to it, Qiao Jia felt that what Vito said was reasonable. Just because he felt uncomfortable did not mean that the soldiers felt the same way.

The tone was set high at the beginning. If we back down now, it will not only be a waste of money, but also embarrassing.

Looking at the somewhat scary training schedule in his hand, Qiao Jia sighed, looked at Vito with a sly smile on his face, and said, "Why do I think you actually want to see my joke?"

Vito grinned "hehe" and said: "You spend money to make demands on us, and we meet your demands, and our leader also wants to see what a group of mercenaries who work for money can do.

For this reason, our leader has even authorized us to conduct training on some non-public projects for you. This is a treatment only available to special forces. "

Qiao Jia sighed and said: "I am a typical person who spends money to buy suffering.

Have you ever seen a fool like me in the past? "

Vito listened, and after being silent for a while, he said, "I've seen it before, and they conducted 80 days of high-intensity combat diving training."

When Qiao Jia heard this, he said curiously: "Who is it? Leather hood?"

Vito shook his head and said, "It's a mercenary named Gunfire. He selected a team of mercenaries using methods similar to yours, and then those people did a lot of big things in Afika."

"Gunfire?"

Qiao Jia was silent for a moment and asked curiously: "What did those people do in Afika?"

Vito shrugged his shoulders and said: "Participate in armed coups, suppress opposition forces, anyway, they do everything that can benefit the big companies in Europe."

Qiao Jia was stunned for a moment, thinking about his current situation, and said: "Then what happened to them? I don't seem to have heard of such a team operating in Afika."

Vito spread his hands and said: "I heard that they were all killed. A Russian special forces team used heavy weapons to severely damage them in Algeria.

A French team was nearby, but no one came to rescue them. "

Qiao Jia heard a sense of pity in Vito's tone. Soldiers should not participate in politics, and mercenaries who are paid to work should be more careful.

Once involved in some political whirlpools, it is easy to be wiped out. This has nothing to do with how good you are at fighting. There are many people in the world who can destroy you.

You can participate in politics without a strong background, but you must not do dirty work, otherwise you will not have the upper hand legally and your death will not be unjust.

Not to mention mercenaries, even if the famous Delta in the United States is really beaten to death, it will be killed.

Because they were doing dirty work, and Lao Mei had never officially acknowledged their actions.

The mercenaries Vito was talking about were the 'Delta' formed by the various European countries who jointly spent money. These guys offended too many people in Afica, and were eventually dug up and buried by Russian special forces.

Qiao Jia didn't feel sorry for these people, but he learned one thing from them, that is, you can't be used as a weapon by politicians, otherwise not only will you not get enough compensation, but you might be sold out at some point.

Vito saw that Qiao Jia seemed to have figured something out, and he smiled and said: "No matter whether those guys are stupid or not, their combat effectiveness is proven.

I suggest you stick to the selection criteria. Real elites are much stronger and more useful than ordinary soldiers.

You are Dorian's boss, and I hope you can form a fighting team so that my idiot cousin can be safer. "

After hearing this, Qiao Jia nodded and said, "Come on then. Although it's a bit embarrassing for me as a boss to always be at the bottom, I believe they won't laugh at me."

Vito nodded with a smile and said: "Of course, you are the boss who pays the money!

come on! I think you can! "