The loading and dismounting speed of guns and ammunition is the most important basic skill, because when facing the enemy, the more basic knowledge you have, the better you can come up with ways to defeat the enemy.

Although everyone didn't know how accurate Song Ye's shooting was, judging from the flexibility of these fingers, it was definitely something that could be made.

Zhang Kui has already suffered from physical losses everywhere, and he has endured the trouble of not going to Song Ye. He was originally aggrieved in his heart, and he was known for his acne. Now he finally has the opportunity to raise his eyebrows and exhale. Song Ye's spirit.

So after the password was issued, he almost gritted his teeth and maximized his hand speed.

However, clack clack... With the constant movements of the pair of slender hands on the opposite side, Zhang Kui's inner shock caused a wave of waves once again.

"Too fast." In the shooting range, I don't know who was fascinated by it, and unconsciously leaked his heart.

And the other side's praise was not Zhang Kui, but Song Ye.

The three closest wild wolves could see it the most clearly, and they knew the ever-changing fingers of Song Ye when he assembled the gun, almost turning the demonstrations of the veterans in front of him into scum.

Although Zhang Kui was fast, he was also half a second slower than Song Ye, and the gap of only half a second made Old Seven's eyes fall on the cold face of the young man again.

"Next, unload the gun and start."

With the same order, the two moved in unison, only to see Song Ye holding the handle of the gun, and after a few clicks, all the parts of the pistol fell on the table.

The audience immediately fell into an uproar, because Song Ye's posture of unloading the gun was so handsome and fast that he could almost be compared with the captain Qin Zhan.

Before, everyone thought that Song Ye was incompetent, but now they all opened their mouths in shock, and it took a long time to come back to their senses. Involuntarily, a feeling of being the captain's younger brother rose in their hearts.

Zhang Kui stood on the side with a livid face, only felt that his face was burning with pain, he wanted to take a breath, but he didn't expect to be slapped so hard in the end. After Song Ye came, he felt that he was the first in the alternate team. The position is already precarious.

Lao Qi recorded it in the data book, and seeing that Song Ye was skilled enough, he asked her to go directly to the shooting range to observe how the veterans drew their guns and held their guns.

The army-team has always valued individual abilities, and the Eagle Team is a team that respects the strong, and special talents are often given special care. At this time, Song Ye stood alone next to the shooting range to observe, which has become a special touch in the hearts of everyone. The presence.

"Hey, do you want to give it a try, isn't it boring to look old?" Suddenly, a veteran who was closest to Song Ye opened his mouth. He put down the gun in his hand with a kind smile on his face.

As soon as this person opened his mouth, there were countless gazes around him, apparently paying close attention.

Song Yechu was there. Although he looked like a fool, he didn't want to make a comeback. "No, I'm not very good at it." Quick hand speed can be explained by talent and memory, but shooting with real guns is definitely a problem. Song Ye is not a fool because of the experience she has accumulated over the years, she understands the truth of building a big tree and attracting wind. Even if she doesn't take these people seriously, she has to deal with Qin Zhan's level.

She refused to shoot, but the old soldier refused to give up, "Looking at how fast you assembled and disassembled just now, you should also be very talented in shooting. If you practice it, you may compare us all."

When he spoke, his voice did not restrain in the slightest. It happened to be the interim break between the end of a round of shooting, and all the veterans inside and outside heard it.

Song Ye lightly raised his eyes and glanced around, and sure enough, he saw a few lines of sight that became unfriendly.

Misfortunes are brought to the east, this good-tempered veteran has a good strategy.

"To compare, you have to have an object." Song Ye simply folded his arms and raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a hint of arrogance. She has always been that people do not offend me, and I do not offend others. If anyone offends me, they will pay back tenfold. Since everyone else has guessed the door, she will naturally not be a tortoise.

Song Ye gave the old soldier a contemptuous glance, his heart was slightly angry, but his smile remained unchanged, "Why not? Well, our Zhang Kui here is a good shooter. Just one more round."

At that time, Zhang Kuigang was reprimanded by Lao Qi from the outside, and he was full of depression. He never thought that as soon as he entered the shooting range, he would be called again, and the target of the Mao was Song Ye again.

Zhang Kui frowned, "Why should I compare with him, the instructor is outside, what should I do?"

As he said that, Zhang Kui raised his legs and was about to leave, but the veteran stretched his long arms and said with a smile: "Zhang Kui, you are the representative of our veterans, just let a new recruit step on his head like this, and he lost two consecutive games. Round, if we don’t pull back a round, it will be difficult for us to be in the position of veterans in the future.”

The elites of the Eagle Group are all human beings. Song Ye probably guessed that Zhang Kui was at odds with this veteran when he heard this, so someone wanted to use her to kill Zhang Kui.

From the very beginning, Zhang Kui took the lead in picking up the thorns, and the veterans' eyes were more focused on the rivalry between the two. Zhang Kui's failure did cause some veterans' dissatisfaction to a certain extent.

"The instructor is out, don't you want to show it?" The veteran signaled that there was no instructor behind him, cutting off Zhang Kui's back path.

Zhang Kui frowned, but didn't say a word. This man's temper was like a stone in a ditch. He was stinky and hard. Those who held grudges targeted him everywhere, and he would never compromise on things that he didn't want to bow his head.

The scene was a bit deadlocked, and this time, it was unexpected that Song Ye would be the one to break the deadlock.

"I really want to ask Brother Zhang for advice. I don't know if Brother Zhang will reward him or not?"

Brother Zhang? Zhang Kui stared blankly at Song Ye with a pestle in front of him, only to realize that the other party was addressing him, and he felt a chill and vigilance in his heart.

What tricks does this stinky boy want to play?

Receiving Zhang Kui's sensitive little eyes, Song Ye's mouth twitched, "It's just learning, don't take it too seriously."

Zhang Kui was choked in one breath, but he couldn't get off the stage if he didn't agree.

The veteran next to him was particularly enthusiastic to make room for the two of them with a good smile, "Come, come, stand here, Zhang Kui is the number one sharpshooter in our candidates."

The more the old soldier touted it, the more ugly Zhang Kui's face became.

Song Ye looked at the veteran in his spare time, "That brother Zhang ranked first, who would recognize the second?"

The voice fell, and the old soldier's words paused, and a trace of stiffness flashed on his face, and the slight emotional changes were immediately captured by Song Ye.

Turns out, that's what happened.

"Hehe, I admit that my skills are not as good as others. I just won Brother Zhang by opportunistic tricks, and the accuracy of shooting is incomparable. But I will settle for the next best thing, or I will compare with the second place, anyway, I lose. Not ashamed either."

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