Special Forces: Signing into the Marvel System at the Beginning

"Shoot! Twenty seconds have passed! What are you doing?"

The high school team, holding binoculars and looking at the target, roared angrily.

However, the students in the first row were still assembling their rifles.

For twenty seconds, they couldn't pretend well.

Finally, at twenty-five seconds, a rookie finally loaded himself up and began to shoot quickly at the human-shaped target.

However, because the sight was blocked, it was impossible to aim accurately, so he could only rely on his rough eyesight to keep shooting.

In the remaining ten seconds, if thirty rounds of bullets are to be fired, two bullets per second will be required.

This shooting speed will cause them to hold the gun very unsteadily, and the bullet will naturally deflect a lot, making it difficult to hit the target.

Bang bang bang...

Soon, intensive gunfire erupted from the scene, and other people assembled their firearms and fired.

Click!

Click!

…

But for two or three people, because the assembly was not very good, after firing a few shots, the bullets jammed directly.

Others were not much better, because there was no sight, and the bullets didn't know where to go.

They could only rely on intuition and fire quickly, hoping to get a few hits.

Under the current situation, it would be extremely difficult to hit more than twenty hits with thirty bullets!

Click!

Gray Wolf stared at the stopwatch closely, and when the forty seconds were up, he shouted loudly: "Time's up, stop shooting! Put down the gun and stand up!"

Bang bang...

I don't know if he didn't hear it or if he deliberately continued to shoot. After the gray wolf gave the order to stop shooting, the rookie at target position 5 fired two more shots.

"Two points deducted!"

the high school team shouted expressionlessly.

After everyone stood up, the target announcer's voice sounded on their walkie-talkies.

"Report! Target No. 1, 1 shot on target. Target No. 2, 2 shots. Target No. 3, none. Target No. 4..."

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this result.

Thirty rounds of bullets are basically one or two rounds.

No one has more than three shots!

"Target position No. 15, 1 shot, over!"

At this time, the high school team's face turned completely dark.

"Fifteen target positions, a total of 28 bullets hit the target! I have never seen such poor results at this shooting range, never! Shame on you, the kings of soldiers! Five points deducted from all!"

the high school team shouted loudly.

"Report!"

At this time, a rookie shouted in an unwilling tone.

"Speech on the 18th!"

shouted the high school team.

Rookie No. 18 turned around and shouted to the high school team: "Report to the instructor, we can't be blamed for such bad results. The firearm was completely disassembled and we only had enough time to assemble it. How could we have time to aim and shoot? Moreover, the sight was blocked." Damn it, we can’t aim at all, we can only shoot based on intuition!”

"One-sided emphasis on objective reasons, two points deducted!"

The high school team first shouted at the gray wolf, and then shouted at the No. 18 rookie: "Wouldn't you know how to shoot without the sight? If this is a battlefield, in a dark environment, and the gun cannot be aimed, wouldn't you stop fighting?" "

Rookie No. 18 glanced at the high school team unwillingly and could only turn away obediently.

"Report! I request to withdraw!"

At this time, an angry voice sounded.

A rookie with the number 22 on his chest turned around, his eyes filled with unwillingness and resentment, and shouted to the high school team.

Everyone was shocked.

I didn’t expect that I would choose to quit on the 22nd because I was so stubborn.

It's not easy for them to persist for so long. Who would be willing to quit now?

Tang Ming recognized this man. He was the platoon leader of a reconnaissance company from a certain field unit. He was pretty good. If he could persevere, he might still have a chance to become a special forces soldier!

The high school team looked at him expressionlessly, "Okay! Each of you has the opportunity to abstain. Place your helmet on the flag-raising platform. You can leave at any time!"

"Report! I am not abstaining, I am quitting!"

No. 22 shouted loudly: "Under such conditions, no one can complete the shooting and achieve the passing results you require! You are changing your ways to humiliate us and abuse us! In order to satisfy your so-called vanity , perverted vanity!”

"Unless you can find someone who can achieve the results you require, I will abstain! Otherwise, I will quit! And, I will complain to the military headquarters to express my shame at the evil practices of your Langya Special Forces Brigade!"

The high school team glanced at him sharply and walked quickly to him.

The two stood upright, less than thirty centimeters apart.

People around them could even feel the anger in their eyes, as if they were about to start a fight at any time.

The high school team member said in a low voice: "I'll give you one more chance to take back what you just said. I'll let you continue training. Otherwise, I'll find someone. If he can complete this shooting mission, you, get out!"

"Don't take it back!"

No. 22 shouted angrily: "I'm looking for you! You come and shoot! If you can use the gun I just used to achieve what you call a passing score, I will abstain!"

"Disassemble your firearm."

The high school team said coldly.

No. 22 turned around without hesitation, walked to his target position, and disassembled the rifle completely.

"Gray Wolf, change the magazine!"

The high school team ordered.

"yes!"

Gray Wolf held up a magazine full of ammunition and put it on it, "It's over!"

The high school team looked at No. 22, "I have been in the military longer than you and have been training in the special forces longer. I won't take advantage of you!"

After saying that, the high school team asked Gray Wolf to get a black belt and blindfold them.

"Are you going to assemble a firearm blindfolded?"

Everyone was shocked.

After Gray Wolf gave the start command, everyone saw with wide eyes that the high school team immediately reached for the gun parts.

Click, click, click!

Even though they are blindfolded, the high school team's hand speed is still very fast, and the parts in their hands can always be inserted at the most precise position.

Moreover, he held two or three parts at a time and inserted them almost simultaneously without making any mistakes.

How can this be?

All the rookies stared at this scene with wide eyes and disbelief.

In the end, it took the high school team less than five seconds to completely assemble the firearm and fire the trigger.