How Can a Freaking Rifle Be Assembled Like This?
"Do you want to try?"
As soon as he said this, not only the people from Class Eight, but also many people from other classes looked over curiously.
After all, they had never seen anyone who could get into the National Defense University of Science and Technology through connections.
They all wanted to see if this person who had snuck in was a good-for-nothing or if he really had some ability.
Weapon assembly was something a soldier had been trained to do since the first year.
Ling Feng had been promoted, which proved that he had been a conscript before, so he must have trained before.
If he couldn't even assemble a weapon properly, then he was basically a good-for-nothing.
Not far away, the company commander and the instructor also looked over. They knew that the other students of Class Eight wanted to test Ling Feng's foundation skills, or rather, they wanted to embarrass him.
They didn't say anything because they wanted to see if Ling Feng was really a good-for-nothing.
Without waiting for Class Eight's class monitor and assistant to say anything, Ling Feng smiled indifferently." Sure." It just so happens that I haven't played this for a long time. Then let's give it a try."
The eighth class monitor didn't want to make things too stiff. It wouldn't be good if Ling Feng was embarrassed.
"Comrade Ling Feng took the train for seven to eight hours and is a little tired. Let's compete another day.”
the Eighth Squad Leader said.
"Class monitor, it's just a train ride. It's not like we're doing any work.”
The provocative old student said," Besides, this weapon assembly isn't laborious. What matters is skill. Isn't that right, Comrade Ling Feng?”
As he said that, he raised his head slightly and looked at Ling Feng provocatively.
Ling Feng smiled. He knew what they were thinking and said to the Eighth Class Monitor,""Class monitor, I'm not tired.”
"You…sigh. Up to you."
The eighth class monitor saw that Ling Feng didn't know how to appreciate favors and couldn't be bothered with him anymore.
"Do you want to familiarize yourself with firearms first?" asked the assistant of Class Eight.”
Ling Feng shook his head." There's no need. Before I was promoted, we soldiers carried guns every day. I'm familiar with it.”
"Alright, then get ready. Let's begin.”
The Eighth Squad's deputy immediately ordered his men to dismantle the rifles and pistols.
All the students of Class Eight also shouted together and looked at each other. The meaning in their eyes was self-evident.
Obviously, they all wanted to make Ling Feng, who had connections, lose face.
Later on, Ling Feng would be the last, and he would be too far behind. He would lose face. They probably didn't need to reject him. This guy would probably carry his luggage and leave by himself.
Each of them had a rifle and a handgun. Ling Feng was using the Eighth Squad's deputy.
The students from the other classes also looked over curiously.
"Is everyone ready?"
Class Eight's assistant took out a stopwatch and shouted at everyone.
"Alright!"
"Good!"
“……”
Everyone answered.
"Ready…Begin!"
Following the order from the vice president of Class Eight, the students of Class Eight quickly picked up the parts of the rifle with both hands and quickly assembled them one by one.
As for Ling Feng…he instantly activated his shooting skill.
This skill was not only used for shooting. As long as it was activated, his body seemed to fuse with the gun in his hand, and he knew the gun's parts like the back of his hand.
He picked up the front handle with his left hand, and inserted the air guide device and return spring with his right hand without hesitation.
Kacha!
Kacha!
The two parts were inserted almost at the same time.
When he inserted two parts, the other students of Class Eight only inserted one part.
When they were about to assemble the second component, Ling Feng had already grabbed the recoil mechanism and the gun bolt.
It was still the same as the previous step, throwing, thrusting, and pressing all in place!
In one go!
The speed was so fast that the people watching at the side were all dumbfounded!
How could he assemble a rifle like this?
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