A week later.
Recruits could even touch guns every day.
However, he could only touch the gun and not see the bullet model.
Every day, they only practiced shooting posture.
Standing position, kneeling position, prone position.
Two days of training for each position.
Similar to the military stance, the main training method for shooting posture training was to remain motionless.
A week later.
The recruits once again experienced the feeling of backache and leg cramps.
Even Fan Qiu, whose body had been strengthened, felt a slight soreness.
"You must have been holding it in for the past few days."
In the morning, Old Hei stood in front of Fan Qiu and the others, his face full of smiles.
He looked up at the sky above him.
The sky was clear.
Good weather.
"You're the one who's been suffocated."
Fan Qiu cursed silently in his heart.
Blackie looked like he was about to release his suppressed emotions. His face was filled with anticipation.
Just as he was thinking about this, he saw Old Hei look at him with a relieved expression.
"Did I tell you to hold it in?"
Fan Qiu was puzzled.
He recalled what he had done during this period of time. He hadn't let Blackie down.
After reciting the regulations, everyone could take a nap. This was a good thing.
After that, the military boxing and fighting classes became their own training classes.
In terms of shooting posture training, he could help Blackie correct others.
As the vice-class monitor, helping the class monitor complete the training was also expected and reasonable.
Why was Old Hei eyeing him again?
The others looked at Blackie and sighed.
Unlike the usual smiling tiger, anyone could see that Old Hei was in a good mood today.
"Class President, what's the good news?"
Li Erniu asked curiously.
"Before you speak, you have to shout a report."
Old Hei scolded Li Erniu and answered the question,"That's right. Today's training is a good thing for you.”
Of course, it was also a good thing for him.
After enduring for so long, today, he could finally regain his dignity as the class monitor and vent his anger.
He glanced at Fan Qiu again and continued,""You'll know later. Don't ask now.”
After a while, a hurried whistle sounded in the middle of the field.
The gathering post!
Immediately, all the recruits moved and gathered in the center of the training square.
This time, Old Hei didn't stand in the group. He left the group and stood in front of the group with Instructor Gong Jian.
"It's about time. Bring it over.”
Gong Jian looked down at his watch and casually instructed Old Hei.
"Yes, sir!"
Old Hei used his extremely loud voice to give orders to the new recruits!
"Turn right!"
"Run!"
Clang.
Everyone, who had already gone through the formation training, turned around in unison. Their heels closed together, making a unified muffled sound.
"One, two, one!"
"One, two, one!"
Following Blackie's command, the team of more than a hundred people left the training field and arrived at a training ground that they had never been to before.
There was grass everywhere, and there were sentry posts and patrol posts.
The field of vision here was wide. From dozens of meters away, the recruits could see the ring target set up in the distance.
"F * ck, target. Can I shoot today?”
"Really? I can finally shoot. I've been suffocating for the past few days.”
"That's right. Even in my dreams, I'm shooting myself!”
"Oh my god, I can finally experience the feeling of shooting.”
"There seem to be a few people standing in front. Are they teaching us how to shoot?”
"It's also possible that he's here to watch the shooting range."
"Before I came, I checked the information. Many of the people who watch the shooting range are hidden experts in the army!”
When they saw the target, the recruits immediately became excited, and the entire team instantly became noisy.
"What are you arguing about!"
Old Hei glared at them, and the team instantly fell silent.
After running for another five minutes, the team stopped in front of a small slope.
In front of them stood ten soldiers.
They were fully armed. They wore helmets, khaki-colored combat uniforms, backpacks, and guns. There were also pistols, grenades, and other weapons hanging from their waists.
The person standing at the edge was obviously different from them.
In his hand, he held a steel gun that was obviously a size larger. At the top of the gun was a completely black optical telescope that looked like a cannon barrel.
Sniper rifle.
Apart from this, there was also a miniature submachine gun hanging around his neck.
His attire was also clearly different from others. He was wearing a yellow combat uniform and a layer of yellow leaves.
At first glance, he looked like a savage who had just crawled out of the deep mountains and forests.
"Sniper!"
He Chenguang instantly recognized the other party and whispered.
"Is he wearing a ghillie suit?”
Li Erniu wasn't too sure.
He had never seen a real sniper before. The information he knew now was from a magazine on Saturday.
"That's right. Wearing this is a great blessing.”
Fan Qiu gave an affirmative answer.
The ghillie suit did not have a color limit. It was just a general term for camouflage clothing.
Where there were many green plants, it was green.
In desert or yellow soil areas, it was the color of soil.
It was white in the snowy plains.
As long as it could blend in with the environment better, it could be any color.
"Today, I'll introduce to everyone our trump card unit, the Sharpshooter Company Four!”
Old Hei stood in front of everyone and smiled."Many of you have heard of the Sharpshooter 4th Company and know how they are treated in our regiment.”
"If you join the Sharpshooter Company, you will be able to get the best weapons, drive tanks, and see the true elites of the army. However..."
With a change of topic, the smile on the old man's black face disappeared and he slowly said,"Only a very small number of elites can be assigned to the Sharpshooter Company.”
"The people standing behind me now are the elites I specially called over from the Sharpshooter Company. In a moment, you will know how big the gap between you and them is.”
"Of course, before that, we'll fulfill your wishes and let you experience shooting."
Practice was the only standard to test the truth.
If they didn't let this group of recruits experience the difficulty of hitting their targets, how could they truly understand the gap between them and the Sharpshooter Company?
"Everyone from Class One, step forward!"
Blackie raised his voice.
Fan Qiu walked out of the group and stood in front of Old Hei.
"Go up."
Old Hei pointed at the small hill in front of him.
Fan Qiu and the others quickly stepped forward.
When they were below, they could already see that there were already ten steel guns on the small slope.
The model was the Type 95 that they had been using for the past few days of training.
"Get ready to lie down!"
Old Hei walked behind Fan Qiu. Gong Jian walked over and handed Old Hei a pair of military binoculars.
Today's big show was specially arranged by the two of them.
His goal was to suppress Fan Qiu.
Let him know that there was always someone better.
In the army, there were many people who were stronger than him!
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