Special Forces: Drop Fan Tianlei instantly at the start

Chapter 11

Lu Ming was still running, and he was constantly accelerating.

Miao even stared out in shock.

Fifty laps have already been run and the distance is more than twenty kilometers.

This intensity is unbearable even for ordinary scouts.

On the other hand, Lu Ming not only ran down, but also kept accelerating.

This kind of physical fitness has far surpassed that of a scout.

The instructor's face was full of excitement: "Lao Miao, our night tiger can pick up a treasure now, and it's a big baby!"

Miao Lian looked at Lu Ming from afar, his eyes flickering: "As fierce as his father, this is arranged by God in the dark, and our Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company is about to rise again." "

Fifty-eight laps....

Sixty-four laps....

Seventy laps!

It took seventy laps.

At this time, Lu Ming was exhausted, and his physical strength had been overdrawn to the limit.

Even if he has the blessing of the system, he continues to accelerate the recovery of physical strength.

However, it cannot withstand such attrition.

Flesh, after all, is still flesh.

Walking to An Ran's side, Lu Ming helped An Ran, who was already tired enough, to pick up.

"Well done. "

Lu Ming gave a thumbs up.

An Ran's pale face squeezed out a stubborn smile: "I don't want to embarrass my brother." "

On the other side, Chen Guotao and Zhuang Yan also stood up with each other's arms.

Looking at Lu Ming's back, they admired his physical fitness and fighting from the bottom of their hearts.

However, it is just admiration, and it has not yet fully won their respect.

The glory of the Scout is not so simple, and combat and physical strength don't mean everything.

"Look at your bears, does that discourage you?"

Chen Guotao yelled at the dejected soldiers: "A qualified scout is not only a test of combat and physical fitness!".

"That's right!" Zhuang Yan gritted his teeth: "This is just the beginning, don't be discouraged, we still have a lot to compare." "

The second squad leader's eyes erupted with fire: "He just happens to be in good physical condition, so he can't be good at everything." Xiao Zhuang, when the time comes, torture him to death!".

"Torture him to death ......".

The end of the day's training.

At night, Miao Lian knocked on Lu Ming's door.

"Here's the training manual, take it and take a look. "

Miao Lian handed the manual to Lu Ming: "Xiao Lu, although you are very talented, after all, you have not undergone professional system training, it can give you some help." "

"If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me. "

"Thank you, Miao Lian. "

Lu Ming took the training manual and asked, "Miao Lian, tomorrow I want to practice guns, and I ..... bullets."

"Enough!".

Before Lu Ming could finish speaking, Miao Lian laughed: "You are my deputy company commander, but you don't need to lead the team to manage their training, you can practice as much as you want." "

"Yes, Miao Lian!".

Lu Ming saluted a standard military salute.

The next morning, everyone gathered at the shooting range.

Zhuang Yan and the second squad leader glanced at each other, their faces full of excitement.

They couldn't wait to give Lu Ming some color to take a look.

The rest of the people had the mentality of watching the excitement and wanted to see how Lu Ming got into trouble.

Lu Ming looked at the target two hundred meters away, then looked down at the gun in his hand, and then turned his head to look at everyone: "I haven't shot a gun, how to aim, which of you will teach me?"

Poof.....

Everyone almost burst out laughing.

Zhuang Yan looked disdainful: "How can there be a soldier who can't shoot, and he is also worthy of being our deputy company commander?"

Zheng Sanpao looked disdainful: "You say, is he pretending?"

"Pretend?" The second squad leader smiled: "You will know if you try it, Xiwa, you go and teach him." "

Although Chen Xiwa was reluctant, she was named by the squad leader, so she had no choice but to run to teach Lu Ming.

"Deputy company commander, this gun should be ....... like this

Chen Xiwa briefly talked about the essentials, and Lu Ming really didn't understand anything.

Chen Xiwa looked disgusted, but at this moment, Lu Ming raised his gun and aimed at the target at a distance of 200 meters.

Pull the bolt, load the bullet, and do it in one go.

Everyone was stunned, this posture doesn't look like a pretend!

Bang!

Lu Ming quickly fired the first shot.

Everyone was shocked, and the speed of the shooting was too fast.

"Off target!".

Suddenly, a voice came over the intercom.

The crowd paused for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

The emotional operation is as fierce as a tiger, and the result is a two hundred and five!

The second squad leader said proudly: "What am I talking about? It's definitely not pretending, right?".

Zhuang Yan said coldly: "Today, we must protest to the company commander. Such a person should come down to serve as a soldier, don't let him lower the level of our Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company!".

Zheng Sanpao shouted directly: "Deputy company commander, if you don't know, come down, don't be injured by the gun!"

Lu Ming smiled slightly, not caring.

"Ding, the host fires the first shot, and the ability to shoot is on!".

"It's good to turn it on!" Lu Ming's mouth rose slightly, and he pulled the trigger again without hesitation.

Bang!

Off target!

Bang bang!

Off target! off target!

A few shots in a row were off target, and the second squad leader shook his head: "I'm not interested in watching it, this kid hasn't practiced, and he won't want to be on target for a week." "

Zhuang Yan sneered: "This marksmanship is too rubbish, the sweeping uncle next door is more accurate than him, and our Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company can't afford to lose this person." "

There were constant taunts around, but Lu Ming seemed to have his own sound insulation and continued to shoot.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, shoot twenty bullets, shoot plus 1!".

"It's on!" Lu Ming squinted, and the speed of his shooting began to increase.

Bang bang bang!

"One Ring!".

"Two rings!".

"Three rings!".

....

"Eight rings!".

Lu Ming's results are getting better and better every time.

After less than fifty rounds, the bullets could already be eight rings in a row.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this data.