Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the outpost, other than the three Blues captives on the truck, everyone's hearts were in their throats again. So much time had passed, and no one knew if the relay station had discovered anything unusual. If it did, with the Blues' means of communication, the order to arrest them and the truck would have already been issued to the surrounding troops and outposts.
"Stop, password!" A Blues soldier standing next to the roadblock waved the flag in his hand and shouted.
The truck was stopped, but the hearts of the people in the truck were relieved. Because after the truck drove close to the outpost, most of the soldiers in charge of the outpost were still sitting in the simple sentry box to rest.
There were only two recruits outside. One was in charge of stopping the truck for inspection, and the other was sitting behind a small table with a book and pen on the table. He should be in charge of registration.
It was obvious that if they had received the order to intercept, they would not be acting like this.
The Blues' outpost was not just a simple wooden pole that cut off the road. The ground under the pole was covered with nails. When the second-class sergeant saw the situation, he knew that he could not force his way through. The other party did not seem to pay special attention to them, so he slowly stepped on the brakes to stop the truck.
When he first saw the outpost, he and Qu Sen had already discussed it. If the situation was not right, Qu Sen and Han Yuejin behind them would be responsible for "strafing" the Blues soldiers, and he would be responsible for driving through the checkpoint. Now it seemed that if he drove through the checkpoint, the tires would definitely be punctured by the nails on the ground, and he would not be able to drive far.
"Squad leader, let's send people to the assembly point of the exercise director team." Qu Sen now had the rank of a private on his shoulder. He ignored the soldier blocking the truck and directly spoke to a sergeant who looked like a squad leader in the simple sentry box by the roadside.
"To the assembly point?" The sergeant stretched his neck to look into the back of the truck and then asked, "Don't you know the password?"
"We came here from C2. The password before the mission was peace and rise," Qu Sen replied.
The password "peace and rise" was heard by the second-class sergeant and the others when they were temporarily imprisoned in the Blue Team after they were captured. Now that so much time had passed, the password should have been changed long ago.
"Peace, Rise." The sergeant in the sentry booth stood up and walked out as he asked, "What time did you come out?"
"When we received the mission, it was still dark outside. Take two here, take two there, take two there, and we've been wasting time until now. "Qu Sen said gloomily.
The sergeant didn't doubt it when he heard it. He used his eyes to indicate the direction of the truck and asked, "I saw it just now. How did your truck come out of the mountains?"
"Hey, the brothers at the signal relay station in the mountain caught two. They didn't have enough people to send them out, so we had no choice but to go in and pick them up. It's a bumpy journey." Qu Sen was in a relaxed state and answered in a decent manner.
The sergeant didn't know what a signal relay station was, but he could guess from the name. He didn't ask any more questions. He directly signaled the soldier who stopped the truck to register and let them pass.
The soldier who stopped the truck received the order from the squad leader and asked Qu Sen for his soldier ID. He handed it to his comrade sitting behind a table by the roadside to register. He then walked to the roadside and shook the handle of the chain box to quickly put the chain away. Then he got up and moved the barricade pole.
After the soldier in charge of registration finished writing in the registration book, he took Qu Sen's soldier ID and walked to the truck. The second-class sergeant had already stepped on the clutch and put the truck in gear.
At that moment, the sergeant who had already returned to the sentry booth suddenly said, "Hey, where's the flag of the drill director team?"
Qu Sen and the second-class sergeant looked at each other and suddenly realized that there was a fatal flaw in the lie they had made up. The vehicles with the task of the drill director team would temporarily be regarded as neutral camp. The symbol was that they would hang the drill director team's flag.
This way, it would be easier for the Red and Blue sides to distinguish them and avoid being attacked.
This point was emphasized when the rules of the drill were announced before the start of the drill. Every soldier on both sides was very clear on this point. But when Qu Sen and the others were discussing how to deal with this before, no one thought of this point. Otherwise, they wouldn't have used the name "drill director team" when they lacked important props in their hands.
Now that the sergeant in the Blue Team's sentry post suddenly asked, the second-class sergeant and Qu Sen in the driver's seat were both dumbfounded.
In a panic, the second-class sergeant's right hand tightly gripped the gear handle and wanted to directly rush over. Qu Sen also had the same idea in an instant. However, he saw from the corner of his eyes that the sergeant in the sentry post didn't show any vigilance. It was more like he was just casually asking.
His left hand secretly pressed down on the second-class sergeant's hand to stop him from moving. At the same time, he pretended to stretch his head out of the window and glanced in the direction of the truck cover. He suddenly screamed, "F * ck! Where's the flag of the drill director team? "
In these few seconds, Qu Sen's brain was working at high speed. He calculated that if they chose to rush over now, although the people in the sentry post couldn't chase after them, they could immediately notify the Blues troops around them.
At that time, there would be two possibilities. One was that the Blues would immediately send a mobile force to chase after them. The other was that they thought Qu Sen and the others were just a few small fries that escaped the net in the previous battle.
If it was the second possibility, after all, the area in front of them wasn't occupied by the Blue Team. Even if they sent people to chase after them, they wouldn't put in too much effort.
Qu Sen judged that of the two possibilities he guessed, the second situation was more likely. However, it wasn't easy for everyone to escape here. They really didn't dare to gamble. After all, the information in his pocket was too important.
Once the first situation happened, no one could say for sure how far they would run before they met the Red Team. If they were intercepted before they met the Red Team, not only would their previous efforts be in vain, but the information would also be wasted.
"F * ck, you guys are really something. You even dared to lose the drill director team's things." The sergeant in the sentry post suddenly laughed when he heard this.
"How the f * ck are we going to report back?" Qu Sen pulled the helmet off his head with a confused look.
"You're still thinking about how to report back?" The sergeant in the sentry post said with a gloating look, "I'm telling you, if you keep going forward, you'll run into the Red Team at any time. Don't let them cut you off before you even have a chance to shout."
Qu Sen ignored the sergeant's gloating. He didn't say anything else and just slammed the car door with a bang. His face was full of annoyance.
"It was probably cut off by a tree branch in the mountains. Why don't you go back and look for it?" A private in the sentry post kindly reminded.
"Who knows where it fell." Qu Sen muttered dejectedly.
"Okay, hurry up and send them over. If you go back, it'll be noon by the time you find it! Besides, if you can't find it, your time will be wasted. " The sergeant in the sentry post didn't want to be too obvious with his gloating, so he stopped smiling and said, "It's okay, it's daytime anyway. Be smart and shout when you see the Red Team. "
"Squad leader, what should we do?" Qu Sen heard this and turned to ask the second class sergeant next to him.
The second class sergeant frowned and didn't say anything. He had a hesitant look. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and stepped on the gas pedal at the same time. The truck slowly started moving again.
The sergeant in the sentry post sat down again and watched the truck go further and further away. He smiled and said to his comrades next to him, "You guys watch. Even if the Red Team doesn't kill those brothers today, they'll still be punished when they come back. They even lost the drill director team's things. I don't know what they're thinking all day. "
The soldiers next to the sergeant heard this and nodded in agreement.
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