That night, but halfway through dinner, it was said that Han boasted of being drunk.

He stood on the table in the dining hall, not holding a beer bottle, but holding a large rice bowl filled with beer that is unique to the army.

The bowls that the troops eat are not called bowls, they call them basins.

The place is called rice bowl, and the army is called rice bowl, because this thing can be used to hold pig food and feed pigs, and it is big enough.

That night, Han Zizhen's mood had never been so high.

"The members of the 'Hunter' team!"

"Arrived!" Everyone stood up from their positions with a sigh.

"Raise your rice bowl and fill it with wine!"

"It's already been installed!" Everyone replied in a hurry.

Han Zizheng looked at everyone, his eyes swept from left to right, then from right to left, swept over everyone.

His steps were a little staggering, and he stood on the long square table made of iron covered with aluminum skin and turned around.

The whole dining room was silent.

Zhang Zhiang wanted to go up and pull Han Zizuo down more than once.

As the leader of the entire team, perhaps Han should be more prudent.

However, for some unknown reason, the eight-year veteran didn't step forward to stop his captain.

Because, he saw something sparkling in the corner of Han Zizhen's eyes.

Just when everyone thought that Han Yan Wang would have a long speech, the captain, who was in the limelight, suddenly raised the rice bowl full of beer in his hand, and the beer inside overflowed a little.

"I am proud of you!"

Then he raised his head, drank the entire bowl of beer, and then showed the bottom of the bowl for everyone to see.

"I'm good at drinking, I'm done, you guys, feel free!"

The captain took the lead in drinking, and of course everyone had to drink.

Almost everyone poured beer into their stomachs without hesitation.

"Captain! Sing us a song!"

Zhuang Yan used the wine to strengthen his courage and encouraged Han Zibo to perform.

During nearly a year of training, Zhuang Yan was punished like a dog by Han Zixuan every time.

Now, there is still a week left to go to the headquarters and go to a base in Yanjiao to participate in the preliminaries of the whole army.

If this goes away, if it does, it will be two years.

If not, it will be half a year.

He had such a trace of regret in an instant.

I regret why I ran for election.

And it was actually selected.

He suddenly discovered that he had an indescribable attachment to Han Zizhen, the captain he secretly called "Han Yan Wang".

Not only Han boasted.

There is also Zhang Zhiang, a veteran, and Yan Champion.

Champion Yan lost.

That's right, the squad leader lost the election, and the soldier was elected.

In the military, this is nothing new.

People stumble, horses stumble.

A lot of people made mistakes in the penultimate event, the 200-meter special obstacle.

This obstacle is usually trained without even counting the time, as long as you complete it, it can be seen that the obstacle is extremely difficult to read.

In addition, I have already fought four extremely expensive projects before, and when I arrive at this obstacle field, I will make mistakes if I am not careful.

anyway.

Zhuang Yan found that he actually had an inseparable feeling for this unit whose training was as hard as hell.

Han Zibo lowered his head and stared at Zhuang Yan without blinking.

Every time he stared at Zhuang Yan like this, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but feel hair in his heart.

Just as there must be dark clouds before a storm, this is a precursor.

"Zhuangyan, your kid did a great job today!"

Just when Zhuang Yan was in a state of unease, Han Zixuan suddenly praised him.

"Minister Yan said that you are the best recruit he has seen in recent years."

"Ah?" Zhuang Yan was a little at a loss.

Han Yan Wang can easily not praise people.

Isn't this some kind of conspiracy?

"Captain, I'm ordinary, not excellent."

"Bullshit!" Han Zizhen was obviously really drunk, his face was flushed, and his voice was loud: "Do you know what your results are in the last 400-meter sniper today?"

Zhuang Yan looked confused: "I don't know... But I know that all three shots hit the target."

"Humph!" Han Zizuo suddenly sneered and said, "You are the soldier that I brought out by Han Zizuo. Your marksmanship is the best in the entire squad. I, Han Zizheng, don't brag or talk nonsense..."

He pointed at everyone.

"Zheng! You can all hit the target, but I've seen the target paper for Zhuang Yan, and the spread is only 3 touch a."

They all learned to snipe, and when they heard 3 touch a, everyone was shocked.

You must know that if the 85 uses ordinary heavy machine gun bullets, the limit of 100 meters can only reach more than four points of touch a.

Touch a: minuteofangle, which is called angular minute in Chinese, itself is an angle unit. Originally used in astronomy, it is basically used in projectile weapon ballistics in modern times.

In layman's terms, it is the size of a coin. To be more precise, it means that 1 touch a is equal to the width of 2.54cm.

Today, the triangular-brand pure copper sniper ammunition custom-made by the "Hunter" team to the arsenal is used.

But even if it is the original sVD version, the 7n1 special bullet can only hit the limit of about 100 meters and 2 touch a, that is, the spread is about 5cm.

And Zhuang Yan scored 3 touch as at a distance of 400 meters today, which is still in the most unstable physical state after experiencing the torture of 5 extreme military events. This is simply a miracle!

Han boasted: "If I give you a better gun, I believe that with your solemn talent and ability, you will not lose to any country's sniper!"

He raised his head and said loudly: "I'm very happy that I can train soldiers like you. You didn't embarrass the hunter team! You didn't embarrass me, Han Zibo! Good! I'll satisfy you, and I'll sing one!"

That night, Han boasted that he was holding a corn cobs handed over as a microphone, and then twisted his waist at the dinner table to talk about the rhythm of the folk dance steps, and sang the song "Aobao Meets".

This song made the soldiers of the entire "Hunter" team fascinated.

It was only then that everyone discovered that in addition to the cold-blooded instructor's face on the training ground, his captain also had such a coquettish and enthusiastic face.

Although they are all strictly trained special forces~lightnovelpub.net~, they are not more than 30 years old at most. To put it bluntly, they are all young people.

For Han Zizuo, the success of the "Hunter" team has justified his own name.

For all the soldiers of the "Hunter" detachment, from the moment they entered the "Red Arrow" brigade, the training level of those veterans was as unattainable as gods.

This victory has allowed everyone to see their own value and their potential.

Finding one's worth, and being recognized at the same time, is equally important for every young man, not just in the military.

Everyone followed the beat of Han Zizheng and began to sing.

This is the night of victory for the "Hunter" squad.

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