After Ye Yuchen was exposed to it, he actually learned a lot of the foundation of the school gun.

She hadn't been exposed to live ammunition shooting, but she had really shot empty ammunition.

Ye Chenxiao's ability is not lower than Leng Junrui, one is the god of war of the Marine Corps, and the other is the god of war of the war eagle, no matter what they are.

Jian Ning has always trusted Ye Yuchen, as soon as she school the gun, her confidence increased a lot, isn't it just like in a shooting club, shooting bullets seriously?

Her usual grades are not bad.

Not only her, but even Leng Aochen got a reasonable psychological hint - missing a shot before may not be his problem.

The confidence of the three was greatly increased.

Thereupon......

Ye Yuchen played against Lu Hairong, although she did not win, but her score was also 45 rings, and she had a draw with Lu Hairong and reached excellent.

Lu Hairong suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

It turned out that Ye Yuchen had been testing the gun in the first round of test firing, and she didn't show her true ability at all.

Lu Hairong looked at Ye Yuchen's expression, like looking at a monster.

How could a small-town girl be so talented in shooting?

Lu Hairong didn't understand whether the movements of her school gun were accurate or not, but she was sure that Ye Yuchen had no experience in shooting live ammunition before.

She is very rusty in her technical actions to deal with the force after the nine-A pistol, and she will not actively control her unconsciously closed eyes when she shoots, which is definitely not a camouflage.

A novice with no shooting experience was able to calibrate the gun, Lu Hairong was shocked into a cold sweat.

She suddenly felt that she needed to reevaluate Ye Yuchen, who was always unexpected.

Although Lu Hairong is conceited, she is not stupid at all.

Neither of the two remaining fighters in a squad will school guns.

And Ye Yuchen's second round shooting performance improved significantly, which made them doubt the accuracy of the gun in their hands.

Once confidence is shaken, grades will naturally slip.

Moreover, the squad leader chose these two to fight against Jian Ning and Leng Aochen, and they were obviously the two with the worst shooting scores in the class.

None of them played well.

One trades off the other.

After Jainning stabilized emotionally, she played beyond the normal level she usually trained in the shooting club, 47 rings, and won.

Everyone opened their mouths in surprise, especially Jiang Bin.

He knows that if you want to lead a class, it is better to pull the short board than to catch the top.

Unexpectedly, in his eyes, in addition to his soft personality and inner rigidity, Jian Ning, who does not have much advantage in physical fitness and military skills, has an advantage in shooting that should not be underestimated.

Judging from her shooting posture, the look in her eyes when aiming, and the state in which she fired, Jiang Bin could obviously feel that Jian Ning's shooting did not rely on intuition and gun sense, but on precise and calm calculations.

Therefore, after the same gun was proofread by Ye Yuchen, she would immediately be able to show an excellent shooting level.

How much potential and advantages do these two girls have that he hasn't explored?

Jiang Bin trusts Leng Junrui's vision of selecting people very much.

Every member of the Warhawk No. 1 Squadron may not be the first in the whole army's competition, but they must be able to play the highest level in their own positions and are irreplaceable.

Since Leng Junrui believes that Leng Aochen, Ye Yuchen, and Jian Ning have the potential to be molded, and at the same time, they each have hidden dangers that are not suitable for being special combat soldiers, then he must carefully observe and cultivate them.

Sometimes it doesn't seem like a fighter who is suitable to be a special combat unit, but it can achieve unexpected results.

Just like himself, the original military academy major had nothing to do with the special combat team, but he found his place in the war eagle.

It's just that something is wrong at the moment, and I went back to the new class and went back to the furnace.

It was Leng Aochen's turn to appear.

Leng Junrui stepped forward and only said one sentence in his ear: "Nephew, you won't even be able to compare with a girl!"

Leng Aochen's face is comparable to the city wall, but only this sentence can especially step on his tail.

He can be shameless, and he doesn't care about reputation, but he can't lose to Ye Yuchen.

Isn't it just shooting, which man in the Leng family has an outstanding shooting level?

He picked up the gun again, took serious aim, and adjusted his breathing.

He believed that the fact that he had just missed the shot must have something to do with the distorted technical movements of his fingers when he pulled the trigger.

In foreign countries, he can overcome such advanced topics......

How can the nine-A pistol be hit accurately, the group of stubborn old men at home, I don't know how many times they have discussed and flaunted, and his ears are calloused.

"Bang Bang!"

He fired one shot after another, and with each pull of the trigger, the clear force made him feel an indescribable sense of reality.

It seems that everything in this world is controlled in the palm of your own hand, rather than being dominated by others.

The irritability that had plagued him for many years was actually alleviated a lot at this moment.

"Target!"

Leng Junrui, who had been observing his micro-expression, finally calmed down slightly between his solemn eyebrows.

"45 rings!" The target reporter looked at the target paper in a daze, how could the tails of the cranes of the third shift counterattack!

The victory of the squad leader came to naught.

Leng Aochen heard the results, his sharp eyes were even more arrogant and hateful, but when he looked at Ye Yuchen, he was much less hostile in the past.

The disregard for Janine was also lessened a bit.

For the first time, Class 3 felt the joy of the team's victory.

There is a strange emotion, called the sense of honor of soldiers, which slowly grows in their hearts.

Jiang Bin's ice cube face showed a rare smile, "We have won!"

Yes, the first small competition, a draw is a victory.

Because the top students who graduated from the military body may not have more room for growth, but these soldiers under him have unlimited potential.

Of course, there are also unknown troubles.

For example, during the climbing tactics practice, Ye Yuchen was cut through his pants by barbed wire because his little buttocks were too high, which caused Lian Li to laugh.

For example, every time Jian Ning climbed a two-meter obstacle wall, he would fall down, and several times he even fell into his arms, which made him embarrassed.

Later, it was he who practiced for Jian Ning and Ye Yuchen for a week in the evenings for a week to get through this level.

On those cold nights, these two delicate big girls, one lying on the ground and crawling desperately, the other rushing desperately against the barrier wall.

Ye Yuchen almost sprained his waist when he was practicing high-level crawling and low-level climbing.

She lay on the ground and screamed, that little one was very cute and scoundrel, and she tricked him into sending a large bag of beef jerky from his hometown.

If Jian Ning can't climb the wall, she will wipe her tears, and as soon as she cries, Jiang Bin's heart will soften, so he has to support her with his hand.

In the end, she overcame it, but his hands were swollen.

Jiang Bin wanted to ask Ye Yuchen to give it a massage, but he was killed by the captain who seemed to not care about it, but was actually everywhere, with sharp eyes.

The captain was as busy as ever, and in addition to the recruits, he also had to lead a squadron and occasionally carry out missions.

Jiang Bin dreamed of returning to the team, but ......

Leng Aochen still looks like he doesn't care about everything, which still makes people have a headache.

As a result, for the first time the recruit was exposed to the Type 9B automatic rifle, he was a moth again.

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