Special Years

Yan Ming looked at the majestic solemnity in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of astonishment.

I didn't expect this kid's mental quality to be so good!

For a split second, he actually admired Han Zizhen's vision of recruiting soldiers.

Talented soldiers are not uncommon, but soldiers with talent and extremely strong psychological qualities are really rare.

It is definitely not easy for a soldier to remain calm in the face of a formidable opponent without being moved at all.

Previously, Yan Ming thought that although Zhuang Yan had good marksmanship, he was still a little underwhelmed when compared with Yu Qunchao, who was known as the "North Spear King".

If nothing else, let's talk about martial arts experience, Zhuang Yan is not as rich as Yu Qunchao.

As a very loud soldier sign in the B military region, Yu Qunchao did not know how many chiefs he had performed shooting performances.

Soldiers who can keep calm in front of the chief and play at a very high level are absolutely powerful.

The psychological quality of a good shooter can be said to be a foundation. Without this foundation, no matter how high the talent is, it is of no use.

Just like you are a top shooting athlete, it is useless to set a world record every day in your own training management, you go to the Olympic Games, in front of thousands of spectators and more than N cameras, in front of the world's audience to shoot the highest The level is fine, otherwise it's all bullshit.

Yu Qunchao is very interested in solemnity.

He has seen Majestic hit a sniper rifle.

The last time he solemnly challenged the instructor, he admired the courage of this kid.

But at that time, Zhuang Yan's first impression on him was always a little muddy. Yu Qunchao regarded Zhuang Yan as a kind of stunned young recruit who had been carrying a gun for more than two years, and had not been in the extra-large for a long time.

Dare to challenge the instructor?

Although Yu Qunchao thought about it himself, he really didn't dare to do it.

The old white-haired people have a special smell on their bodies.

As a fifth-year soldier, Yu Qunchao, with his keen sense of smell, felt that it was a murderous aura.

This murderous aura is the temperament possessed by those who have done actual combat missions.

Therefore, Yu Qunchao believed that the old white hairs had participated in actual combat, and it was unknown what they were.

A person who has not participated in actual combat competes with a soldier who has participated in actual combat. The gun has not yet fired, and he has already lost half of his mentality.

Because they have never participated in actual combat, their training is only for results, but they have participated in actual combat. What they want is to survive, and those who can survive are all tempered and sharpened steel blades. Those who make mistakes may die on the battlefield early.

Looking at the solemn standing beside him, Yu Qunchao looked from head to toe.

This kid is really good. Last time he lost, he was fined for a month, and the toilet has not been cleaned yet, and he appeared again today.

Zhuang Yan glanced sideways at Yu Qunchao and stretched out his hand with a smile.

"Veteran, have you admired your name for a long time!?"

Yu Qunchao didn't expect Zhuang Yan to greet him with such enthusiasm.

Everyone belongs to different military regions, and to be honest, they are competitors.

In the phenomenon, shouldn't it be the kind of scene where you look at me coldly and I look at you coldly, with lightning and sparks in my eyes?

"Uh... hello."

Yu Qunchao seemed a little caught off guard, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and shook Zhuang Yan.

"Tell me to come up and compare with you, I think they are just looking for an excuse to drink Coke. Look, you are a gun king, an instructor, an officer, and I am a senior soldier... tsk tsk, they just don't want to be ashamed, let me I came up ashamed."

The solemn attitude is extremely low, and there is no such thing as the determination to win.

Hee hee!

It's evil!

Yu Qunchao thought to himself, did this kid take the wrong medicine?

You admit defeat before you fight?

Having stayed in the special forces for five years, Yu Qunchao belongs to the kind of person who is not afraid of the sky and the earth. He is a private soldier who dares to change the height of the parachute without permission during the first free parachute training. He is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

If Zhuang Yan's attitude just now was awesome, Yu Qunchao would have already prepared in his heart, and he would definitely slap him back and give him a loud slap in the face with the most accurate marksmanship.

Unexpectedly, after holding back enough energy, such a sticky, grinning, snot-like guy came up, making him feel like he was slamming his fist with all his strength, but it hit a ball of cotton and almost flashed his hand.

"...The weather is hot, and it's good to drink Coke..."

Zhuang Yan secretly laughed in his heart.

He secretly thought in his heart: The weather is not hot at all, okay, the April day in the north, today is only ten degrees, it is very cool.

It can be seen that Yu Qunchao's attitude completely messed up his plan, and he was a little confused.

"When the fight is over, I'll treat you to a Coke, veteran, can you teach me how to shoot?" Zhuang Yan was still smiling, like a little fanboy on his face.

"..."

Yu Qunchao was completely speechless.

"good……"

When the word "good" came out, even Yu Qunchao wanted to slap himself.

If this guy turned around and really looked for him, would he teach or not?

They are all experts, perfunctory and incapable of perfunctory, and they teach all the real talents, but they belong to the "Red Arrows" brigade of the G military region. Although they are all PLA, they are also divided into military regions, right?

This set of sniping skills of my own is to be passed on to the soldiers of my own brigade, not to the new recruits in the G military region in front of me.

However, after all the words have been said, it is hard to hold back the water!

Can't you let yourself default on your debt later?

A bottle of Coke for sniper skills.

No matter what Yu Qunchao thought, he felt that he was fooled and suffered a loss.

bang bang bang-

On the shooting range, the car's engine roared in a low voice as it drove through the rough dirt road of more than 30 meters. The iron pillars of the carriage and the door panels swayed and collided, making a loud noise.

"It's starting, let's watch their game first!"

Yu Qunchao finally found an excuse and wanted to get rid of the solemnity quickly.

"Okay~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Let's watch their game first!"

A solemn sentence actually made Yu Qunchao feel like he was in a state of amnesty...

The first group is the sniper target behind the low wall 200 meters away.

When the car hit the dirt road and started to sway, Instructor No. 2 and Cui Weinan were already standing in the carriage, grabbing their guns.

Swish——

200 meters away, a group of three head targets bounced.

On each target, three of the nine photos that have been seen before are pasted.

And in this group of three targets, only one is the correct target.

Cui Weinan's face had completely lost his usual giggling expression. He quickly adjusted the direction of the gun and put one of the three head targets in the mirror.

The images of the nine photos just now flashed in his mind.

Three targets, a scarred face, a bearded uncle, and a man with glasses.

Glasses man!

He saw the photo of the man with glasses in his scope!

Just as his finger was on the trigger, a gunshot came from next door.

Bah—

Instructor No. 2 made his move.