702nd Regiment, Steel Seventh Company, mountain exercise position.
Peng!
Peng!
Two shots!
In the battle damage area that the director department had assigned to Steel Seven Company, the "dead" soldiers exclaimed.
"F * ck! Snipe combo!"
"Too ruthless, its stability has broken through the sky.”
"Is he handsome? Are my soldiers not handsome?" The sixth class monitor shook the second class monitor's shoulder and asked frantically.
The second squad leader was stunned.
"You're asking me if my soldiers are handsome?”The sixth squad leader widened his eyes and asked. The second squad leader gulped. F * ck, the sixth squad leader's expression was a little fierce. If he dared to say that he wasn't handsome today, the next time the sixth squad leader finished eating garlic, he would probably keep breathing at him.
"Must be cool!
"Fang Zhan is awesome!" Gan Xiaoning shouted excitedly. His exaggerated behavior caught the attention of Hong Xingguo, the instructor. During the break in the battle, the captain took the time to glare at him.
Gan Xiaoning immediately shut her mouth.
Actually, it was no wonder that everyone was excited.
Fang Zhan, the sniper from Class Six, had used the 85 sniper rifle to headshot two "enemies" in a short 1.5 seconds. He had taken 0.5 seconds to manually load the rifle and completed a stunning series of sniping movements in one second. His stability and shooting awareness were so cool that no one could compare.
"As expected of the champion of our 702nd Regiment's sniper competition!”
"Yeah, he's also a top sniper in the ranks of a T Master.”
"Brother Fang, you don't have a temper when you destroy the other side.”
The "dead" soldiers discussed animatedly…
......
The heavy machine gun barrage was like rain, mixed with the crisp shots of the 81 bar and the dull short shots of the 95 bar.
Ten minutes later, the enemy retreated and the firing stopped. The camp regained its peace, leaving only the pungent smell of smoke in the air, reminding the men of Steel Seventh Company that they had encountered an unprecedentedly difficult opponent.
The mountain exercise entered the confrontation stage.
Regiment 702's macho man, Wu Liuyi, was unwilling to give up. He sat on the ground and punched at the air, trying to get through his right hand.
"It's just that my hands are lacking!"
If it wasn't for the fact that the enemy had deliberately left behind the 95 rifles.
They would not be eliminated by the trap.
Grievance!
"61, come, come, play this.”The third squad leader, Shi Jin, handed the bulletproof helmet that could block stray bullets to Wu Liuyi.
Bulletproof helmet?
Number Five Six was stunned. Stupid and stubborn, he said,""Do you think I'm stupid?"
Shi Jin's tone was serious. A veteran was competing with his right hand. Wasn't he stupid?
......
"All platoons, count the ammunition and report to the battalion.”
"Vanguard 3, pay attention to the enemy's targets in the air.”
"Combat personnel on duty, be alert. A few people in a row, clear the shooting range.”
Gao Cheng ordered through the walkie-talkie with a cold expression.
On the second day of the drill, almost all of the elites of Steel Seventh Company were eliminated.
The mysterious opponent's single-soldier attainment was abnormally terrifying. He had specially picked on the top backbone of the Seventh Company to fight.
Damn it!
What was the top?
The captain's heart.
What was a backbone?
He was the leader of the seven companies.
Steel Seven Lian was now equivalent to having half of his backbone crippled.
The only thing that made Gao Cheng feel better was that the sniper, Fang Zhan, had played very well.
......
The sun shone brightly. It had been thirty minutes since the last battle. Fang Zhan suddenly opened his eyes.
The Type 97 army camouflage uniform was plain, and the 85 sniper rifle in his arms was cold. The smell of gun oil drilled into his brain, awakening the energy of the war wild dog.
Deep sleep.
It could quickly recover energy on the battlefield.
The first thing he did when he woke up was to fill the water.
In the sanitary corner of the camp, Fang Zhan peed as he carefully observed his left and right. In fact, Old A's character was not bad. He did not attack the simple battlefield toilet after several attacks.
What if Old A used a 40-mm rocket or a B5 incendiary bomb to blow up the 130 soldiers of the 7th Steel Company?
There was basically no need to play the drill anymore. Fang Zhan would definitely vote for Old A.
The urine splashed.
Time, the second day of transmigration, a little heat, urine yellow.
Fang Zhan was a transmigrator.
Two days ago, he inexplicably crossed through to the world of "Soldier Assault" and participated in the mountain exercise between the 702nd Regiment and Old A.
His current identity was the Hua Xia Field Army's A Group Army, T Division, 702 Regiment, Armored Reconnaissance Company's Second Platoon soldier. (Steel Seventh Company was an armored reconnaissance company)
and also one of the three snipers in the company.
After the water was released, Fang Zhan returned to his sniper position, pulled out his Self-Defense Army knife, and pried open the Type 94 Army can.
As for washing his hands after peeing?
Unfortunately, the company's water supply vehicle was Old A's main target and had long been destroyed.
Therefore, as a field army that could endure hardships and fight especially well, the entire Seventh Company had not washed their hands since last night!
The bright blade of the Self-Defense Army reflected Fang Zhan's face.
He was very handsome, about 17 or 18 years old, and carried the rank of a first-class soldier with two crutches on his shoulders.
After casually finishing his breakfast, he rummaged through the pockets of his camouflage uniform and found a crumpled Spring City cigarette.
Kacha. He lit it up with a lighter and took a deep breath. The smoke rose to his throat.
Nicotine entered his lungs and stimulated reality.
Yes!
Suddenly, there was a slight change in the birch trees in the distance.
Fang Zhan's expression was solemn.
Old A's special forces are here again!
The density of the attacks was extremely high.
The private's eyes were sharp as he stared at the depths of the forest. He bit his cigarette and exuded a calm aura as he adjusted his 85 sniper position.
Observation, 13 o'clock direction, wind speed 4, southeast direction, humidity 6, temperature 21, stable air pressure, distance 350 meters.
The shooting conditions were extremely poor.
The trajectory was blocked by the vegetation…
His heartbeat gradually slowed down, his breathing stopped, and he aimed.
They captured Old A's team members who had merged with the vegetation in the forest and were wearing jungle ghillie suits to disguise themselves as they moved in a low posture. They waited for a suitable trajectory window.
One second, two seconds…Thirty seconds.
The subject was an anoxide-free sniper. Fang Zhan seemed to have disappeared from the world. His shoulders, arms, body, and firearms formed a support frame. Relying on the position, the rock solidified.
At the 45th second, the trajectory window appeared. Old A's team member flashed in the sniper's field of vision.
With a quick glance, he instantly fired. His right index finger pulled the trigger at the same time as his heartbeat.
Peng!
One shot!
The 85 sniper rifle fired a special sniper bullet from the muzzle of the military exercise.
Headshot!
White smoke came out of Old A's body.
Target killed.
The first-class soldier bit his cigarette expressionlessly. He kept his back against the trench and one leg in front of him, ramming the earth tunnel. He used the sandbag to stabilize his shooting posture.
Kacha!
A crisp mechanical voice sounded.
Manual force loading.
The sniper bullet was pushed from the magazine into the barrel.
"Liu Si Gou (649), enemy attack, 13 o'clock direction, distance 350.”
"Roger, enemy attack, 13 o'clock direction, 350, Guasanyi (731), 40 fire, probing firepower.”
"33, received. Maximum scale, elevation 75, estimated landing point 350, one rocket, fire!”
40 Gunners with rocket launchers.
In the next second.
Whoosh!
Rocket fire…
PS: Begging for flowers
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