Xu Lin nodded and didn't say much.
After all, no one knew better than him just how strict Shen Zhou's control over firearms and ammunition was.
Even the imitation gun craze that had been popular among the public a few years earlier was completely quelled by the stern crackdown of the Security Bureau, let alone real firearms.
But weapons were ultimately secondary.
A group of strictly trained combat personnel was what Zhang Ye truly wanted.
Once Xu Lin understood his boss's needs, he promptly agreed and immediately asked for more detailed requirements.
"So, how many people will this team consist of?"
"What missions will they need to undertake?"
"The direction of training——"
"Stop."
Zhang Ye directly interrupted him.
The answers to these relatively professional matters were already decided last night.
"We'll start with a preliminary count of twenty people."
"As for the training direction, naturally, it will be mainly firearms and close combat."
