It's true.

"There are many of you who know my temper, I have a characteristic, I do it, the old men in the city see that you are naughty, send me here, you are not here for sightseeing or leisurely stay for a few days and leave, from now on, you will receive special training with those cadets, no matter what your identity, as long as you are a human being, a man must obey orders, and those who can't help but can't stand it are welcome to leave at any time, and you will be greeted by bullets." He Cannon added.

He Cannon's nickname was given in the early days of the Ya Nei, since he became a soldier, he was rarely seen in the capital, but his reputation for being vicious in the circle of the capital Ya Nei is still circulating, Chen Jing is vicious, and the little Ya Nei is still afraid, that is to be beaten. But the ruthlessness of the He cannon is to kill people, last night Hu Pengmei Jingyan and others talked about the history of He cannon, it was because they killed a few of the same Yanai that they were sent out of the capital, but who knows how their soon-to-be adult Yanai wandered around to him?

Mei Jing was afraid and said that Xie Yi was also on the list this time, but unfortunately when he was about to report for duty, his old lady was rescued again, and he heard that he couldn't do it the next day, and he successfully avoided this disaster.

In the morning, the base is target shooting, firearms use, and in the afternoon, cross-country with heavy loads, running on the Gobi Desert under the mountains, the scorching sun, the rocks, heavy backpacks and guns. There is no wind, and the dry air makes people want to drink water. The sweat flowed quickly, and the chapped lips ached.

After more than two hours of running, everyone's calves were filled with lead, and they didn't want to take a step. After a little rest, I drank the water in the kettle in one go, and I still didn't feel like it, and I was thinking about cold drinks, or cold watermelon and other things.

The intensity of the scraping exercise was very high, but everyone didn't dare to complain, and they didn't even show their anger, which showed that the He cannon left a terrifying impression on everyone.

When they returned, the fatigue and heaviness made them unable to run, the line dragged on for a long time, and even walked, Chen Jing, the leader, ran to the back and shouted for everyone to run. From the first run and run to the later stop and go, Chen Jing smashed the small yamen who didn't run with the butt of his gun, shouting and scolding.

A small squad of special forces in the small sand dunes not far away, looking at the scattered teams, a team of no less than 20 people can drag out a distance of two or three hundred.

"Ready!" He Cannon, who had a deep voice, put down the binoculars and said.

"Fire!" Another command.

More than 20 automatic rifles fired at the ground where the gang of small yamen were located, and the bullets hit the sandy ground, causing a curtain of dust and smoke to fly.

"Enemy attack! Lie down! Chen Jing turned his head and shouted loudly at a group of small yamen, but unfortunately the line was too long, and more people stood stupidly.

An attack on such a flat place is absolutely sad for those who understand military operations, there is no cover to protect, and even if you lie down, you will soon become a target for others.

The tired and almost out of breath saw someone shooting at them for the first time, and they were stunned, but they were not stupid, they knew that when they lay down, they could understand that the sand dunes four or five hundred meters away were the opponent's firepower point.

He Cannon asked the team members to shoot a point shot, and then picked up the binoculars and looked at it, shaking his head.

Zhang Zijian's atmosphere, just now a bullet point not far away knocked a stone away, just jumping on the inner thigh of Zhang Zijian, where the meat is the most tender, but Zhang Zijian grinned in pain. Fortunately, it was not a bullet hit, otherwise it would have been the most unlucky one.

In a fit of rage, he pulled the bolt of Cobalt Chong's gun, pulled the trigger sharply, and was the first to fire at the dunes. After firing, I was pulling the trigger, and there was a soft sound of a firing pin, and I was stunned.

However, the movement of the curtain sword attracted more people's response. There were three gunshots, but they started scolding, and there were three bullets in the magazine.

Fortunately, there was a smart voice that there were bullets in the backpack. The children lying on the ground stood up and put down their backpacks on their backs, and began to look for bullets, grabbed a large handful, and pressed them into the magazines one by one.

There were three more standing, and three more crisp gunshots rang out between the dunes. In an instant, there was a new guy in the ya, and he peed his pants.

But no one cares how he pees his pants, but seeing the bottle on his waist bursting like a flower, everyone feels like he pees his pants.

There were three kettles that were bursting, and the aluminum kettles were turned into flowers, revealing a white inner wall.

"Sniper, hidden!" I don't know who shouted like this, and several of them didn't dare to raise their heads as if they were buried in the ground, trembling all over.

Mei Jingyan is not far from Zhang Zijian. scolded: "Hide a fart, can this place be stable?" Grass ancestor's. Fight back, fight back. He was still scolding, and he kept pressing the bullet into the magazine.

Zhang Zijian grabbed a bullet, quickly loaded it, pulled the bolt to load, and broke it to the end on the fast and slow machine. Single-shot pattern is formed. The recoil is larger, and if it is fired continuously, it is easy to waste ammunition. Then aim for a point at the top of the dune and slowly set the fire on fire.

Suddenly, gunshots rang out, some in a row, a little shot-like, and some were fired as single-shot like Zhang Zijian. In short, rush

He Cannon picked up the binoculars and saw Zhang Zijian's side, and smiled slightly: "Damn, it's accurate enough." 2 sniper, third from left, 430 meters, waist kettle.

Zhang Zijian's body trembled violently, his waist hurt, and his waist and buttocks hurt as if he was hammering with a hammer on the board.

Turning his head to look at it, drinking, the kettle cracked a big hole, and cold sweat broke out on his head, this is not a game, it is not a drill, I think it is a warning. Where is the opponent's sniper to hit, isn't it easy to get a headshot in the dunes of a few hundred meters? Therefore, Zhang Zijian and the others, if they are really attacked, they will lie on the open space without cover, even if they have a little cover.

After Zhang Zijian paused, he was thinking about whether to continue to fight back or stop, but from a distance of dozens of meters, he heard someone asking for bullets. "My bullets are gone, who still has ammunition there."

"Damn, even the hair has hit the sky, and I'm embarrassed to shrug it, so what. Idiot! Mei Jing said fearfully.

"It should be He Cannon, if only others could still fight like this. What about warning us? Get up and keep running! Zhang Zijian stood up, put on his backpack, turned around and ran back, telling everyone not to waste bullets.

Fortunately, everyone knows what's going on, and what happened just now is just a reminder. Chen Jing ran and said loudly: "Don't stretch the distance, speed up."

It's like a farce-like encounter, everyone feels humiliated, from being very tired, to excitedly nervous response, to those who were hit in the kettle, and personally experience the feeling of sniper bullets passing by, the kind of bullets that hit the body, not dead but also seriously injured. This is no different from passing by the Grim Reaper, not that the opponent is lucky that his marksmanship is not good, but that it is too good, and if he hits the waist slightly, he will break into two sections.

Zhang Zijian scolded He Cannon in his heart, this person is perverted, he really dares to fight, if there is an accident or something, he is not afraid that those old guys will fight with him, you are the grandson of Mr. He, what can you do, you can't be so crazy, but thinking of He Cannon reminds him of Liu Haipeng. Reluctantly, he put the kettle into his backpack, and Zhang Zijian wanted to keep it as a souvenir.

The dry air made people feel like their lungs were on fire, and their breathing was uncomfortable, but if anyone fell behind, they would be hit by a bullet not far from their feet at any time, or hit the kettle directly in their waists.

Later, someone asked He Cannon, why he didn't know why he stood behind to warn him, so he had to hide.

He Cannon said: "I'm stupid! In a hurry, these little ancestors really dare to fight back with guns? .

He Dacang is right, the spirit of the little guys who are not afraid of heaven and earth can really do this kind of thing, and coming to this secret base to practice is to make them suffer, and if they want to run, they are all running in the desert Gobi.

These little boys have suffered a lot, from the first day of high-intensity training, some people want to retreat, fortunately, everyone persuades, if you want to die, you can leave, He Cannon is not that he has not killed anyone, the three kills he said, he can definitely do it, whoever wants to be a monkey and let him kill, who will run. It's a pity, I just complained, and I really didn't dare to do it.

The sword name Yanai formed a prince squad, participated in the exercise of the special detachment of the six army institutes, and became the seventh squad to participate in the exercise.

This kind of is too difficult for the prince soldiers, kick a step to emphasize discipline, the prince soldiers are okay, but if you want to do it with real knives and guns, none of them can do it. The weapons of the prince's detachment have also been adjusted, and there are those who like to use the calendar to continue to use the calendar. The whole Yanai chose Bayi to carry one, Bayi flight, knife sniper, Zhang Zijian was the first to grab the yang sniper, I played it in my previous life, I like to use a sniper in the game, and I like the feeling of headshots, but in reality it has become nonsense. Playing this kind of thing without sniper training, it's purely fed. Don't look at bringing a sight, the distance of more than 600 meters, may not be accurate, in different environments, there are different ways to play, if you want to become a real sniper, you don't know how many bullets to waste, but also have a good brain, can calculate wind, humidity, distance and other factors

Zhang Zijian also felt that it was fun to take a sniper, and he felt that this kind of powerful thing could catch up with a few machine guns. Zhang Zijian was still muttering in his heart, "If only there was a Barrett." Zhang Zijian also thought about it, damn it, don't you know Barrett's recoil? For a novice like him, it is estimated that he will not be able to run with his shoulder off.

Chen Jing saw that Zhang Zi's sword body was very good, and he came back from a cross-country run and rested for a while, so he handed over the only small communication radio station in the detachment to him to carry, and it was not very heavy to carry six or seven pounds, but this guy was bored, one sniper, one eighty-one and one carrying. The pistol also had some ammunition, plus the marching backpack was more than 25 kilograms, and the addition of a small radio station and battery accessories were more than 30 kilograms. Damn, I don't know how to point to my husband...... C