When the baby-faced guy threw the "chicken legs" to himself, Weiss thought that Colonel Borgwein would praise him in public, or call him aside for a private chat. However, apart from saying three words of "interesting", this great god didn't say anything, didn't do anything, and nothing happened to him?

Next, the colonel did not recount the specific process of completing the next 200 kills, but introduced some representative examples. Some of them he had personally experienced, and some of them he had learned from his comrades-in-arms, but unlike the instructors' explanations in the shooting course, his analysis was from the perspective of those who had experienced the war, taking into account environmental factors such as weather, terrain, and vegetation, and combining the psychological activities of the combatants on both sides, which could be described as vivid and nuanced.

Colonel Borgwijne's special course lasted from noon to evening, when nearly half of the mathematicians were lying on their stomachs in the firing position, and it is no wonder that the colonel's sniper training course had a notorious reputation as a "brutal elimination" among the old cadets.

It is said that more than one-tenth of the previous cadets have been able to complete all sniper training courses!

As night fell, the 117 trainees who failed the initial test left the training ground with regret and exhaustion, and the 143 trainees who passed the initial test did not have time to rejoice before they threw themselves into the first official training session of "Bogwein Time". The cadets sat on the floor, devouring food according to the standard of field food while listening to Colonel Bogwein's explanation of the essentials of concealed marching and sniper formation on the battlefield. After finishing dinner and listening to the explanation, the trainees went back to the barracks, changed into thick and warm cold-proof coats, and then went to the material reserve to receive winter field equipment, including a rucksack with a single tent and a velvet blanket, a sapper shovel, field rations, field water bottles, battlefield first-aid kits and a small bottle of spirits.

Their task was to stealthily sneak to the northern foot of Beishan Mountain, 10 kilometers away, overnight, set up a sniper position, and stay there until the early morning of the next day. If the "patrolman" played by the third-year cadet is spotted during the march, the result of this training class will be determined as "unqualified"; Those who successfully arrive at the target area will be ranked by the colonel early the next morning according to the selection of positions and camouflage methods.

At the request of Colonel Borgwein, only cadets classified as inferior and superior were allowed to proceed to the next training session.

Since the rules of the course are not clear, students must act alone, and most people choose to be in a group of three, a team of five, or a group of seven or eight, or a dozen or so. Those with fewer people are more flexible, and those with more people can take care of each other, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, and it is difficult to say which one is more advantageous.

At this Patton Military Academy, Weiss and the baby-faced brother are probably the two most unpopular, neither the cadets took the initiative to partner with them, nor did anyone come to ask for care. The two of them packed up by themselves, looked left and right, and got it, let's team up automatically!

"We're not in a hurry to go!" The baby-faced guy whispered to Weiss.

Weiss thought about it, yes, a distance of more than ten kilometers, and the march with a load was only two hours' foot, as for setting up a hidden sniper position on the mountain, finding a position and camouflage, an hour was enough, but to leave everyone a whole night's time, the process was certainly not as simple as imagined.

Seeing Weiss's approval, the baby-faced little brother gave him a sly expression: "Let's go, find a place to take a nap." ”

The two of them walked out of the gate of the material warehouse, and did not go in the direction of Beishan like other students, but went around half a circle along the wall of the warehouse, and went to sleep in the grove wrapped in blankets.

At night, the avenue and path leading to Beishan from the military academy can be seen everywhere with the figure of "patrol soldiers". Different from the students who are in groups of three or five and work in their own groups, these third-year cadets who have been in the Gaston Military Academy for more than two years have a significantly stronger sense of organization and discipline, and they are organized according to the usual formation habits, and the leaders of each group and several students with the highest prestige temporarily set up a command center, and have thoroughly considered the purpose and difficulty of the task of this blockade and interception operation, and then made targeted arrangements.

At the southern foot of the North Mountain, piles of bonfires have been lit before nightfall, dozens of small white tents are around the bonfires, and students wearing white cold-proof cloaks and red armbands come and go, and the aroma of food permeates the snow-capped mountains.

In the heart of the camp, four young-faced, old-looking cadets sit around a campfire with a picnic pot and a hot, fragrant soup hanging from the campfire.

"For more than ten years, the sniper king of the Free Federation has come to the Barston Military Academy every year to teach, and he has never been absent, and he has never taught the third grade, and this year he actually opened a sniper course for the second year cadets for a week, is this due to the tension in the international situation, or is it because of the person who is studying in the second grade?" The speaker has short blond-brown hair, delicate facial features, and looks gentle, but his voice is full of energy and force.

Sitting next to him was a black-haired and square-faced student, with a pair of bright eyes revealing shrewdness and ability: "I think if it is because of the tense situation, he should expand the enrollment scale of the sniper school, in addition to the regular classes held every six months, you can also set up a crash course with a time limit of one to two months, and conduct assault training for soldiers with better archery skills in the active army, wouldn't it be more effective?" ”

"Well, I agree with Johns's analysis, the king of snipers made a special case this year, probably just to curry favor with someone's father, so let the second-year cadets take a sniper training course in advance, but ...... There is a logical obstacle to this speculation, that guy doesn't like our military academy at all, but wants to go to the aviation academy in order to become a flying battleship commander in the future, but unfortunately his brother has already taken the lead, and his father forced him to put him in order to balance the relationship between the aviation unit and the army unit. If you don't have an interest in studying, of course, you won't get good grades, so what's the point of giving him a sniper course in advance? ”

The student who said this big call had a round head, fleshy eyes, and almost a slit, making it difficult to guess his inner activities through his eyes.

The last of the four to speak was a silver-haired cadet, with deep sunken eyes, a high nose, broad lips, and an angular face that added a bit of coldness to him: "Tim, it seems that you haven't updated your information for a while. Recently, that kid didn't know what he was stimulated, but he actually studied hard, and his grades improved quickly, combined with all kinds of rumors from the outside, the war may really be very close to us. ”

Little Fat Dun retorted: "But even so, they can't train that kid to be a sniper, and then let him go to the front line of the battlefield!" ”

The silver-haired student shrugged his shoulders and pouted: "Who knows?" ”

The young man with short blond brown hair said: "What is the real purpose of Colonel Borgweyne's sniper course for the second-year rookies, we will discuss it later when we have time, and now we have to think about it, if we block all the rookies on the road, will it make the colonel angry, or will it make him look at us with admiration?" ”

The black-haired square-faced student raised the corners of his mouth: "If it were me, I would definitely feel that I couldn't hold my face, huh...... Will be angry! Very angry! ”

"So how many shall we let go?" Chubby made a weak suggestion.

"Of course not!" The silver-haired cadet said indifferently, "I hate his high-minded, empty-eyed posture, and his arrogance in reprimanding us and humiliating us, and I want him to know that the role of a sniper is indeed great, but not to the extent of dominating everything!" The commander is the heart of an army and the key to determining the outcome of a war! A good commander is more effective than a hundred powerful snipers! ”

After he finished speaking, the other three men all sank their faces and fell silent.

In the first and second grades, shooting skills are an important basic skill, along with physical training, fortification construction, and military theory, while in the third year, troop organization, soldier training, combat organization, and strategic planning are the most important. The four men around the campfire were all the best of the third-year cadets and were very promising rising stars, but in Colonel Borgweyne's sniper class, they did not stand out, and even had a bad chance of being eliminated early......

It didn't take long for a cadet to come from the direction of the military academy, and at the southern foot of the northern mountain, the bonfire in which the four of them sat was the best target to identify. The horseback cadets went straight to the campfire and reported to them that a total of 217 second-year cadets had passed the preliminary test of the sniper course and were qualified to participate in the battlefield covert march and sniper formation formation.

The silver-haired student stood up and stretched out his right hand forward: "Good! Let's use hunting tactics to give the little brothers in the second grade a good tactical lesson! I think it will be very interesting for him to have a funny look on his face when he learns that none of the rookies have made it to the predetermined area! ”

The black-haired, square-faced student stood up after him: "There are only 120 of us, and to cordon off such a large area, it is a very challenging task, well, I like this kind of challenge!" ”

"Good! For the honor of our third-grade tough guys......" Chubby Dun got up and stretched out his hand.

The handsome Sven guy who spoke sonorously and vigorously finally stood up and stretched out his right hand forward: "For the honor of our Baston Military Academy......"

The four of them folded their hands in turn, and then said in unison: "Fight!" ”