Three days later, the so-called military exchange had reached the most crucial part, which was also the most important part for everyone. The ground special assault team of Japan and the Lone Wolf Special Combat Team of the Wolf Fang Special Combat Brigade of China were competing against each other.
The contest was divided into two parts. The first part was a marksmanship contest. Three special forces soldiers from each of the two special forces would compare their marksmanship. In the second segment, the two teams would engage in a simulated battle. It was similar to actual combat. As long as no one died, they could play however they wanted. In the end, the one who still had the ability to fight would win.
Seeing that the first round of the competition was about to begin, the Wolf Fang Special Combat Brigade Commander He Zhijun, Wild Wolf Gao Dazhuang, Golden Eagle Fan Tianlei, and Han Chen gathered together. He Zhijun looked at Han Chen worriedly and said,"Han Chen, you already know the rules of the competition. The first segment is a contest of spear techniques.”
"Me, Xiao Zhuang, He Chenguang." Han Chen knew the two of them well, so he naturally chose them to fight without holding back. Han Chen was also very confident in himself. He firmly believed that no one could be more accurate than him in spear arts.
Nodding his head in relief, He Zhijun continued to ask,""Are you confident?"
"There's no room for discussion if we torture him."
"Alright, I admire your confidence. Don't feel pressured. We all believe in you.”He Zhijun patted Han Chen's shoulder and said in high spirits.
From Han Chen, he could see the spirit of a super special forces soldier. He was quite pleased. His intuition told him that under Han Chen's leadership, the Lone Wolf Special Forces would definitely crush the ground special forces this time and let them know the power of the real special forces of China.
The Ground Special Assault Team and the Lone Wolf Special Forces were both first-class elite special forces. They naturally would not compete in marksmanship with low-level fixed-point shooting. Instead, they would compete with high-level mobile shooting.
The rules of the competition were very simple. From a distance of 500 meters, throw beer bottles into the air. One bottle per five seconds, a total of ten bottles. The one who hit the most would win.
Moving beer bottles was not difficult for any special forces soldier. Almost everyone had played this game before. Relatively speaking, moving beer bottles tested marksmanship the most. However, it was different from training shooting. The distance of training shooting was usually only 100 or 200 meters, never more than 300 meters. After all, after 300 meters, beer bottles were already very small in the air. The target was too small, and it was not easy to hit it.
Moreover, during shooting practice, one beer bottle was usually thrown every ten seconds, which gave the shooter enough time to consider and prepare. There were only five seconds, but the distance of 500 meters was an incredible challenge for everyone. Even Xiao Zhuang and He Chenguang, who had vowed to beat the Japanese, frowned. They had no confidence in this distance in such a short time.
Of course, the three members of the ground special assault team who were selected to shoot were not much better. They also had solemn expressions and were slightly nervous. Clearly, they realized the difficulty of moving and shooting. At the same time, they did not want to lose to the three members of the Lone Wolf Special Forces.
"How is it? Are you two okay?" Seeing that He Chenguang and Xiao Zhuang were a little timid, Han Chen asked gently. "Captain, are you confident at this distance?”Xiao Zhuang looked at Han Chen seriously and asked bluntly.
"Don't worry, they're not confident about what you're not confident about either. Everyone will miss, so now it's mainly a test of mentality. If your mentality is good, you'll naturally be able to hit the target. I must remind you that even if you miss, don't take it to heart. We must always place our hopes on the next shot. I believe in you.”
"Yes, we will succeed." Nodding their heads, He Chenguang and Zhuang Yan said confidently. Just as Han Chen had said, no one was confident in shooting at such a short distance. There was only one thing that was tested, and that was mentality.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the first segment of the mobile shooting finally began. The first to enter the field was Matsushita, the most elite special forces soldier in Japan. After some preparation, he nodded and started shooting. What shocked He Chenguang, Zhuang Yan, and the others was that Matsushita's marksmanship was very accurate. The first five shots actually hit the target.
Seeing that Matsushita's marksmanship was so good, He Chenguang and Zhuang Yan were especially unsettled. The pressure was huge, but after the sixth shot, Matsushita failed to hit the beer bottle again. It was obvious that his mentality was affected. It was too late to adjust his mentality.
In the end, Matsushita's score was five because he had only hit five beer bottles.
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