Chapter 729 (1/2)

Zhang Nan once told ye Xiang that in the face of war, he did not master the air control, even if he mastered the victory or defeat of the war.

If you really want to control a war, you often need not these, but whether the intensity of the war is guided by your own side.

This is the so-called rhythm of war. Once we grasp the rhythm of war intensity, we can win or lose a war.

And what weapons are suitable for street fighting?

Grenade pistol short charge. In short, the distance of street warfare is generally very close, and long-range weapons are basically useless.

Only by occupying the absolute commanding height can long-range sniping be used.

Iron Man lane is very similar to short-range screening shooting training.

On his way, ye Xiang found that the streets of Canghai city were very narrow.

If you hold a normal long crossbow, it will be inconvenient to move.

Nowadays, the short crossbow used by mercenaries is generally within the killing range of 50 steps.

Short range and small power limit the play of short crossbow in street warfare.

Moreover, the power of continuous firing short crossbow is much smaller than that of single shot short crossbow.

This is also the reason why mercenaries often use single shot short crossbow in actual combat.

However, ye Xiang has considered it since he came here. If he wants to pass through the iron man Lane smoothly, only he can control the intensity of the battlefield.

Ye Xiang was not worried about this, so after he got into the crowd, ye Xiang began to look around, hoping to find some beautiful women.

However, there are many people looking around, and everyone's dress is different. Ye Xiang doesn't look different standing in it.

A wonderful figure suddenly attracted his eyes.

The figure that reveals the feeling of weakness and timidity, with a certain familiar feeling.

Beside the figure, a thin old man with a straight waist looked like an old mercenary.

But now there was a serious expression on his face.

Ye Xiang knew at a glance that it seemed that this year's preliminary examination had baffled many people.

The more Ye Xiang looked at the back killer, the more he felt familiar and couldn't help looking up and down.

The mercenary is dressed in green cloth and linen, wearing a pink Beret. Is this to tell the enemy the rhythm here?

A few wisps of green silk fell from the hat and danced with the gentle cold wind.

The military's scarf is thick, and half of his small face is hidden in it.

The spotted leather boots with deerskin on their feet are stamping their feet back and forth.

I think it's cold and I don't wear much.

It seemed that ye Xiang was looking at her and suddenly looked back at them with four eyes opposite.

In the bright big eyes under the willow eyebrows, there are actually cross shaped pupils.

Ye Xiang saw very clearly because of Tai Chi's double pupils. He saw that those who came here were not mediocre.

On his thin face, he had a nose and red lips, with an apologetic smile.

Ye Xianghu felt that his eyes were a little hot and couldn't help covering his eyes.

When he raised his face again, the girl was looking at herself apologetically.

”Sorry!” A slightly hoarse and gentle voice sounded, giving people a very special feeling.

Ye Xiang smiled and pointed to her eyes. The girl nodded apologetically: ”it's okay! What's your name? ”

The girl blushed and said shyly, ”flowers ask for incense!”

Ye Xiang smiled: ”Ye Xiang! I wish you a smooth assessment today! ”

When the girl wanted to say more, the thin old man suddenly stood between them and looked at Ye Xiang with hostility.

Ye Xiang was not angry, but bowed down and bowed his hands. Unexpectedly, he took the initiative to plead guilty and went straight to the queue.

The girl was a little angry. She took the thin old man's hand and coquettishly said, ”even grandpa is old-fashioned. She asked Xiang to be angry!”

The old man turned back with an apology on his face: ”the old slave was just reckless!”

Hua Wenxiang looked at the old man in amazement. The old man was very old-fashioned. He would not apologize even if he was wrong.

What happened this time?

Lian Zhentian is not an ordinary old slave. If ye Lin was here, he would recognize him.

Even Zhentian's temper is really strange, but ye Xianggang's performance has been recognized by him.

Boys and girls love each other and chat up occasionally, which is acceptable, but there should be a limit.

Therefore, at first, Lian Zhentian didn't stop the conversation between the two until they exchanged names.