Li Xiaole calmly held the Type 95 rifle, lying on the ground, dangdangdang dang ~ five shots out, four ten rings, one nine rings.

Including Lan Xiaolong, the people who heard the target reporter report this result were all dumbfounded, this shooting is not a physical fitness test, there is no trick to shooting this jishu, every sharpshooter is fed with boxes of bullets, you say that a person has a shooting talent, has never fired a gun, and can play ten rings in the shooting range of the field army, that thinks it is an accident in an accident, 5 rounds of four ten rings, this is definitely not luck can be explained!!

The instructor at the shooting range, who couldn't lift his spirits, was immediately excited when he heard this achievement, and he pulled people and asked, "Where was that soldier transferred?" Why haven't you seen it, call that soldier over! ”

"Instructor, that's not a soldier, it's the director of the crew." The person next to him replied, which made the range instructor extremely stunned, and then extremely disappointed, sighing: "So it's not our soldier~~ I thought I had finally found a good seedling~"

"What? Director Li hit 49 rings? Did I hear me wrong? "I'm ...... Director Li just kept a hand at all, this is better than a fart~" Several temporary performances of the crew with good training results collapsed instantly, and the string that was tight in the brains of dozens of people during this time finally broke, and they instantly sat down on the ground in a row.

"Is there any hope?" Wen Zhang's expression was a little stiff and asked Tweezer Yuan next to him, and there was still a trace of luck in his heart.

"I don't see a show...... At this distance, as long as the hand is not stable at all, it will miss the target, I estimate that it will take at least another month to get 5 shots on the target......" Tweezers carried the neutral Type 95 rifle, and tried for a long time to stabilize the crosshair, and the hand was always slightly trembling, which was definitely not made up for by sports talent, but it was to work hard to practice.

"This director is too thief, I didn't expect him to keep this hand......" Wen Zhang looked at Li Xiaole, who was sitting not far away and was chatting and laughing with Lan Xiaolong, and scolded hatefully.

"He doesn't seem to be as big as us, why would he shoot? Didn't you ever be a soldier before, didn't you look like it? Tweezers touched his head, how could he not figure it out, if he had never been a soldier, how could he play with a gun? Can you play with guns in South Korea? Haven't heard of it......

"You must have been a soldier, you must have been a soldier~!" Lan Xiaolong puffed out his eyes and grabbed Li Xiaole's sleeve and asked relentlessly, he felt that he had been dug and buried by Li Xiaole from the beginning, this was completely arranged by him!!

"No~ I really didn't, good luck, really good luck~" Li Xiaole shook his head again and again, refusing to admit it, and spread his palm to Lan Xiaolong's reluctance: "Look, I don't have a calloon in my palm, like I have been a soldier and robbed it?" ”

Lan Xiaolong still didn't believe it, in front of everyone, he stretched his hand from Li Xiaole's neck to the inside of his clothes, touched his shoulder, and really didn't find any muscle lumps left by rifle shooting, so he looked at Li Xiaole and widened his eyes, 5 shots are all lucky? This is definitely the luck of the Mark Six lottery?

This ambiguous shot made everyone stunned, aren't screenwriters Lan and Director Li mortal enemies...... What's the situation now, is this happy family twisting every day and twisting out feelings, everyone watched Lan Xiao put his hand into Li Xiaole's clothes and touched it, goosebumps fell to the ground, and thought to themselves, this soldier has been a soldier for a long time, and he can't even see his mother as a mosquito, our director Li is so handsome, I'm afraid that he will be targeted by this perverted Lan screenwriter, thinking of this, everyone is even more afraid of this Lan screenwriter......

However, to everyone's surprise, Li Xiaole's magic on this day did not continue, his results in the next two days were only above average, it seems that the magical 49 rings that day were really just luck, but even so, the total score was calculated, he overwhelmed everyone, and finally won the first place in the training of the "Little White-faced Recruit Company", which made everyone feel sorry.

But everyone strangely felt that although they failed to win Director Li and get a long-term contract with him, the actors suddenly had confidence in the hearts of "Soldier Assault", a work that everyone didn't watch Haode very much, and they always felt that they could play this play well, not only can they act well, but also have a feeling that they belong to me.

Whether it is Wen Zhang, the backbone of Tweezer Yuan's Chinese opera, or a few temporary actors, they all seem to feel a restless energy in their hearts, as if a voice in their heads says to themselves, I can play well, I will definitely be able to play well, I am a fucking soldier of the Seventh Company of Steel~! This role is tailor-made for me~~

Finally ended the one-month special training, Li Xiaole let the logistics team prepare food, and brought a variety of dishes from the city, hamburgers, barbecue, pasta, seafood, everything, and celebrated the successful end of the special training in the evening, and also held a formal start-up ceremony by the way.

When the big guys were in high spirits and were waiting for the celebration to begin, only Lan Xiaolong was disgusted from the bottom of his heart with these actors who had too loose a role in life, and let his comrades-in-arms drive all the tanks and armored vehicles to the scene of the dinner, and gathered around them to warn them to tighten the strings, this is a military camp, don't get drunk like last time.

Who is Li Xiaole, of course, he saw his intentions, and he was not to be outdone and waved his hand to Lao Jiangtou, who also organized personnel to move all the cameras, lights, and blowers to the scene, and placed them neatly opposite those tanks, and the momentum was not lost to them at all.

"Director Li, I hope we can work together happily after the start-up." Lan Xiaolong stood up solemnly and saluted straight, and the 20 soldiers behind him who were responsible for admiring and filming also saluted with great momentum.

The crew obviously felt it, and a pressure came to their faces, thinking that this damn screenwriter Lan was too perverted, it was obviously a celebration, what to do so seriously.

"Jiang Lao." Li Xiaole clapped his hands, and Lao Jiangtou stood up, walked behind the camera, turned on the radio device, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Everyone, get ready~Turn on the radio~All silent~"

More than 100 people in the crew stopped their movements almost at the same time, and the noisy scene immediately quieted down.

Lan Xiaolong and a group of soldiers were surprised to find that all the eyes of the crew were fixed on Li Xiaole, and everything in the whole scene was condensed, so silent that there was no noise at all, and even the sound of each other's breathing could be heard.

The vow of silence at the start-up ceremony...... The sense of sacredness and solemnity displayed by it is no less than the discipline shown by these elite soldiers.

A row of silent soldiers looked at a row of actors who were also silent, Lan Xiaolong They had respect for the crew for the first time at this moment, and they now seemed to understand that although these people in front of them were not soldiers, they were also the best and most faithful people in their own field.

Looking at the silent people on both sides, Li Xiaole did not shout "turn on" as usual, but turned his gaze to Wang Baoqiang and shouted an order:

"Xu Sanduo, out of the ranks."

Wang Baoqiang immediately jumped up instinctively, stood upright, and took a breath.

"Xu Sanduo, crawling forward." Li Xiaole shouted again.

Under the gaze of the two rows of silent crowds, Wang Baoqiang lay on the ground very seriously, staring ahead with his eyes like spewing fire, and crawled forward in a standard posture.

"Talented, concealed ~ ready to shoot." Li Xiaole turned his head and shouted again.

Tweezers reacted almost naturally, took out the Type 85 sniper rifle placed under the dining table, and lay on the ground to make a look of aiming and shooting.

Tweezers and Wang Baoqiang faced the sudden order, without any doubts, very cooperative with the implementation, they have been practicing for so long, and they have accumulated countless pairs of Xu Sanduo in their hearts, and they have already made it difficult for them to act, look at Xu Sanduo crawling on the ground, Tweezers Yuan lying on the ground, and two words were written on the two swarthy faces - "enjoyable"

"Seventh Company, enemy air attack, hidden~" Li Xiaole suddenly yelled.

Just look at the dozens of actors sitting together, at the same time pick up their respective guns from their hands, find various evasion corners to hide, eight tables, and no one is there in an instant.

It stands to reason that a group of actors actually played this kind of game, which was a very funny scene, but no one laughed, because the scene felt the energy of this group of silent people, and they were just holding props and guns on the ground, which made Lan Xiaolong, the real soldiers, feel a murderous aura, these people have ...... has mixed the role into his own blood.

There seems to be no "Little White-faced Recruit Company" here, only the "Gang Seventh Company" watered with iron and blood.

"Do they look like soldiers?" Li Xiaole walked to Lan Xiaolong's side, pointed to Wang Baoqiang who was crawling forward on the ground, and asked him expressionlessly, Lan Xiaolong's reaction to seeing Wang Baoqiang on the first day, he still remembers it vividly, Baoqiang is a simple person, Lan Xiaolong's words made him not sleep well for several nights, which made Li Xiaole linger all the time. , a month of training, he just wants to show Lan Xiaolong what kind of people these actors are.

"Like ...... Resemble...... But it's not like that. Lan Xiaolong had been shocked by the scene at this moment, he had never thought about it...... As a real soldier, I was shocked by a group of actors who played soldiers.

He knew what Li Xiaole had done, Li Xiaole held this group of people for a month, kept them away from the camera, away from real life, and didn't talk to them about anything related to acting, these actors held back for a whole month, and they had already figured out the role in their hearts, so Li Xiaole called their characters' names, and each of them was as excited as a tiger coming out, they were not acting, they were still having fun, and living with the characters.

knew that all this was Li Xiaole's method of controlling the actor, but Kelan Xiaolong was still shocked.

Lan Xiaolong felt very angry now, he couldn't figure out whether the gang in front of him was an actor or a real Gang Qilian, as a screenwriter, he had to keep his own independent thinking, but now he couldn't remember the faces of Xu Sanduo, Chengcai, and even those people in Gangqilian in his original mind.

The faces of these people in front of him had completely covered his mind, as if they were the real Steel Seventh Company, and the imagination in his heart had been completely crushed and disappeared by these people in front of him......