"Report Captain, my name is Su Huikai!"

Zhuang Yan followed the prestige and found this guy named Su Huikai.

The moment Zhuang Yan heard the name, he almost burst out laughing.

Su Huikai, Su Huikai, Su Huakai...

This is obviously the name of a big girl, but it is used on a big man who is as thick as a black bear.

When seeing people, a great visual contrast immediately made Majestic feel a huge impact.

This comrade "Flower Blossom" is actually a **** man with five big and three thick, round waist and broad shoulders, and a tiger's back.

With a height of 1.8 meters and a face with a Chinese character, at first glance, he looks like that kind of power-type player.

"Su Huikai..." Han said to himself about the name, and seemed to have found a target in the personnel roster, "I remember you, the soldier of the Second Company of the Reconnaissance Brigade of Group A, the reserve member of the Boxing Team of H Province, right. Bar?"

"Report Captain! It's me!" Su Hui, the **** man, answered in a loud voice.

"Don't worry, if you can outrun your squad leader, I will exempt you from training tomorrow and stay in our special team."

"Really!?" Su Huikai grinned suddenly, revealing neat white teeth.

"Dream!" Han said to himself, "It's daytime!"

Su Hui stuck out her tongue, but did not dare to continue speaking.

After all, he was only half-joking.

The squad leader is unarmed, and he is fully equipped, how can you compare?

"One row, one row, from the first row to the sixth row, one batch is released every 2 minutes!" Han Zixuan waved his hand, and Luo Ping'an immediately shouted to the soldiers in his row: "One row is ready!"

Everyone rushed over to stand on the starting line, with Sun Hongjian and Zhang Zhiang both holding stopwatches.

Han proudly blew his whistle.

"Run, run, run!" Luo Pingan, like a farmer driving sheep, slapped the solemn backpack beside him.

Zhuang Yan didn't say much, just ran away.

The other two squad leaders in a row have been running at the front of the line.

Teams are faster, they are faster.

Luo Pingan was like a border shepherd, jumping back and forth, roaring at every team member selected for training, reminding them to pay attention to the time.

After leaving the camp, we ran along the mountain road.

"Not bad! Keep the speed!" Luo Pingan said: "At this speed, you can achieve it. If you can't run within 19 minutes, it would be too shameful! Shame on your own old troops!"

In fact, Zhuang Yan felt that this kind of test was very simple, and he couldn't figure out why such a test was needed.

They weren't recruits, most of them were elite squad leaders, even if they weren't a top obstacle like Xu Xingguo, they wouldn't be too bad.

The five-kilometer route in this camp is all loess roads. In fact, it runs around three mountains. After running to the third mountain, it starts to run in a circle.

This kind of road is not much different from the mountain road that the coaching team ran during the training camp.

Zhuang Yan has been running in the first echelon, he kept his mind and did not try his best, because he always felt that there was still a hole in the back.

It can't be that simple.

If the selection training of the special team is to simply run a full-loaded five-kilometer cross-country run within 19 minutes, wouldn’t it mean that most of the squad leaders in the training team can join the special team?

Sure enough, the solemn premonition was confirmed once again.

When a platoon of soldiers had just returned to the shooting range and crossed the finish line, Han proudly pointed his hand at the target position: "Go over immediately, you have one minute to perform a 100-meter chest ring target shooting in a lying position! The minimum standard is 48 Ring, allow you two misses. Go!"

Before he could take a breath, he suddenly asked for precision shooting, which was really terrible.

The shooting range here is very large, and can accommodate 40 team members to shoot together. An 81-1 type has been placed on each target position, and a chest ring target has been erected on the opposite side.

So thoughtful!

Knowing that everyone played 95 on the first day, they also prepared 81-1.

One minute.

Zhuang Yan hurriedly ran to the shooting ground line and found an empty target position to lie down.

For a sharp shooter, it's really not that difficult.

He was glad that he didn't do his best just now. If he did his best, he would probably have insufficient blood supply to the brain due to the sudden stop after a long-distance attack.

The most deadly thing is breathing.

Zhuang Yan received professional shooting training. He was originally a master of guns, and he was tempered by the shooting elite training team. In the entire row, he was the first to fire the gun.

bah—

Ten rings!

Han proudly stood in the distance with a smile, and his attention was on the solemn body.

This kid listens to what he likes.

The performance did not disappoint!

bah—

Second shot.

Still ten rings!

He began to move toward the prelude, moving his gaze to the other soldiers.

Looking at the state of solemnity, there is hardly any problem.

Of the 30 soldiers on the firing ground, however, not every one was as calm as Majestic.

On one of the target positions, the second squad leader Zuo Jun was shouting at a soldier named Cui Geng: "Shoot! Why haven't you fired! There are 40 seconds left! 39 seconds! 38 seconds!"

Cui Geng's eyes are darkening, the sight and the gap are not even right, and Zuo Jun's roar makes him flustered...

bah—

Eight rings...

"Look what gun you shot!? Eight rings! You must have all 10 of your remaining 4 shots, or you'll get out!"

The blue veins on Zuo Jun's temple bulged out, and he cursed with no mercy.

Han Zizheng stood not far away, stopped to look, and shook his head slightly.

He knew that Cui Geng was finished.

Almost every soldier who was slightly delayed in firing would be bent over and roared by the squad leader who rushed up like a mad dog, as if he was going to eat people.

The solemn inspection gun, who had finished five shots, stood up and looked left and right.

Looking at the actions of those squad leaders, he knew very well that this was deliberately putting pressure on the players.

What a good shooter requires is to be calm and calm~lightnovelpub.net~ calm and calm, even if the stormy waves come in front of you, you can still aim calmly and shoot without distractions.

This is the conclusion Zhuang Yan concluded from the elite training team.

Gao Xiaoyang's lesson told himself that when one's heart is disturbed, one loses.

On the battlefield, if you fight against a master, it is equivalent to death!

Luo Ping'an walked to Zhuang Yan, looked at the gun on the ground, then looked at the target opposite, nodded and said, "Your marksmanship is good."

"Not yet, I have to learn a lot from the monitor!" Zhuang Yan immediately stood upright and raised his chest, pretending to be extremely modest.

"Hey!" Luo Pingan said curiously: "It's really not like the solemn I saw in the teaching team of the 1st division, why is it so humble all of a sudden?"

Zhuang Yan thought to himself, mother, can you be humble?

where is this?

This is your territory, class leader, I'm not humble, am I not looking for **** (death) by lighting a lamp in a ditch?

Anyway, Zhuang Yan knows that he works in a high-profile way and is a low-key person. It is the dragon who will cross first, and the tiger who will lie down first.

"Learning from the monitor is the right thing to do!" Zhuang Yan continued without changing his expression.

"Got it!" Luo Pingan seemed to see something, and said, "You kid, just keep pretending!"

When you're done, walk away with your hands behind your back.

After the first row was finished, a new target was erected on the opposite side, and the second row also returned to the finish line.

There was another ping-pong-pong gunshot, the second row was withdrawn, and it was the turn of the third row that had just returned.

After everyone finished playing, Han Zi boasted to gather everyone and held up the report card in his hand.

"Guess how many people did not meet the requirements this time?"

In the team, the faces of some players turned pale.

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