Chapter Eighty-Three: You're a bunch of garbage
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In the expectation of everyone, although the soldiers who can come here are elite, but in the original garrison unit shooting training is not so much, they have not fired a total of 15,000 rounds of ammunition in the past few years as soldiers, let alone shoot so many in a day, even dreaming
After a day of super training, everyone was very tired, and just now they were frightened once, but their excited expressions could not be hidden
Ye Tianming looked at their excited appearance and smiled sinisterly: "Old Feng, what do you think these boys will feel after shooting training?" Will they be so excited tomorrow? ”
Feng Zhen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Aren't you afraid that they will give you a black hand behind your back?" ”
"Haha! If they can really hack me behind my back, I won't torture them anymore, because the people who can make me suffer Ye Tianming don't need to be trained at all."
At this moment, two military trucks drove up, and boxes of ammunition were neatly placed on the ground by seconded soldiers parked at the edge of the shooting training ground, while on the other vehicle were unloaded a variety of weapons, including the most advanced guns in the world
Ye Tianming said: "As a special forces, you must learn to use all models of guns in the world, be familiar with their performance, and the bullets will be sent to your hands after a while, I don't ask you to hit all the targets, but you must finish the bullets."
"No problem! Captain, don't worry, you will ensure that the training task will be completed" But Chen Yang, Long Ye, and Tan Chao muttered in their hearts
Chen Yang whispered to Long Ye: "Why does the boss always emphasize that the bullets must be finished? How do I feel like there's a conspiracy in this?"
Tatsuno nodded fiercely: "What you said was that I originally wanted to be addicted to guns today, but now I'm not in the mood, but I just can't figure out what conspiracy a shooting training can have."
As soldiers, it is normal to like to rob, but they do not have the opportunity to touch all the advanced guns in the world, and now that they have the opportunity, they will naturally not let go of more than 100 people to pick up their favorite guns, and look at them again and again
Pick up the bullets distributed to his hands, quickly press into the magazine, a burst of bolt sounded, and suddenly the gunfire made a heavy machine gun sound, semi-automatic rifles fired two bursts, and the sniper step made all the team members feel like they had eaten stimulants, and the bullets were like no money, pouring wildly
After a while, some people felt the slightest recoil of the gun swelled their shoulders, and the fingers holding the trigger had ground out blood, and gradually their whole bodies were gone, and they felt numb all over their bodies, looking at the half of the bullets left next to them, and they all wanted to cry without tears
By the time they had completed their shooting training mission, their right shoulder had been soaked with blood, their dark green camouflage uniforms had turned dark red, and their hands trembled uncontrollably, and they couldn't even hold the guns in their hands, and they all fell to the ground
Ye Tianming scolded: "Look at you, it's a fucking group of garbage, 15,000 rounds of ammunition will make you like this, and I don't know how your troops train you, and you dare to claim to be the elite of the elite Today's dinner is halved, and tomorrow the weight-bearing cross-country training will increase by five kilograms, and the shooting training will increase by 5,000 rounds" After speaking, he pointed to the door: "If you are dissatisfied with this, you can leave, I only need real soldiers here, not garbage"