"Brother Zhengping, it's your turn!" Chen Yue smiled smugly at Yang Zhengping. He admires Yang Zhengping's ability very much, but he also has a trace of comparison.

Yang Zhengping smiled slightly, lifted the spear, and launched a sprint to the wooden target from behind the line, moving quickly and with a strong pace, he quickly ran to the wooden target, and picked the wooden ball representing the position of the larynx to the tip of the spear with one shot.

Yang Zhengping's movements were very steady and vigorous, and he stabbed the wooden ball eight times in a row, but the ninth time the gun shook for some reason and pierced next to the wooden ball that represented the lower yin.

"Put the total adult, nine stabs and eight hits!" The voice of the target soldier sounded, and the audience immediately applauded, but compared with Chen Yue's ninth middle school, the soldiers' excitement was much less.

"Brother Zhengping, you are too humble." Chen Yue shook his head and said, knowing that Yang Zhengping, who had always been modest, didn't want to compare with himself in marksmanship, so he deliberately missed a shot.

"Alas, the age is not forgiving, and it is not as energetic as the inspection adults." Yang Zhengping said with a smile, but he was only in his early thirties.

Chen Yue and Yang Zhengping were assessed, and then there were forty family members, and all the officers and soldiers present looked at them calmly, because many people were very unconvinced by these children who were a few years younger than themselves. Isn't it just that I followed the inspector for a few days earlier, and I became a small flag officer at such a big point, and we didn't have a chance to practice the firecracker, but we had to see how strong you could be in the spearmanship!

Under the gaze of all the recruits, the family members all looked very serious, since Chen Yue announced that he had passed the assessment and was divided into three ranks, most of these family members who served as the commanders of the small flag officers felt the thoughts of the soldiers under them openly and secretly.

Chen Mo stood on the line with a blank face, waiting for the order to sprint. Compared with Chen Yue, Chen Ping's expression was much more nervous, and his spear skills were very ordinary.

The whistle sounded for the command to sprint, and ten men simultaneously launched an assault on the wooden target twenty paces away.

"No. 1 target, nine stabs and five hits!"

"No. 2 target, nine thorns and three hits!"

After nine rounds of stabbing, the target soldiers shouted out everyone's achievements.

"How many wooden balls did you stab?" Looking at Chen Mo who was calm on the side, Chen Ping felt a little weak in his heart. Unlike a firearm shot that can't see whether it hits the target or not, the spear lunge itself and whether it hits or not, everyone knows it.

"Seven!" Chen Mo opened his lips slightly, and the two words were as precious as gold.

"Scared!" Chen Ping immediately stopped talking, he only stabbed twice, and he didn't even meet the standard of a soldier, but fortunately, he was called a daring soldier by shooting with a firecracker, otherwise he wouldn't be able to raise his head in front of this piece of wood in the future.

After the completion of the four rounds of assessment, the family members were not bad at all in the gun skills, and three of the forty family members had more than nine stabs and six middle schools, and won the title of daring warrior, and one of them named Wei Yang was nine times eight middle schools, and the results were the same as Yang Zhengping. There are also twenty-eight nine-thorn and four-middle schools and above, and they have won the title of soldiers, and only nine nine-thorns and three middle schools are below and below, and if they are not qualified in the fire gun assessment, they can only be an auxiliary soldier.

This result was completely beyond Chen Yue's expectations, because the spear sprint tested more of the soldiers' physical endurance, he thought that these underage family members were not good at this aspect, but he didn't expect their performance to be not bad.

But think about it, since they were accepted as family members, the thunderous ten-kilometer run every day has been insisted on for nearly two months, and the physical fitness of these family members has been improving day by day, and many of them are much taller than when they first came. And since the announcement of the assessment, these people have been holding back their training and enduring hardships to a better extent than these recruits.

The life of being upside down, the helplessness and grief of being sold as slaves, made these children have a strong sense of crisis, and under Chen Yue's hands, many of them have enough to eat for the first time in their lives, so they can live a stable life, and they don't want to lose such days, so they play with their life's training every day, for fear that Chen Yue will be disappointed, so it is understandable to achieve such results.

Next, it is the assessment of the recruits.

"Six targets, nine times seven hits!"

"Okay, Brother Wang Meng is doing well!" Bursts of cheers came, accompanied by Wang Meng's triumphant. Nine Thorns and Seven Middle School have already won the title of Dare Warrior, and among the more than 100 that have been assessed, Wang Meng is still the first.

Looking back contemptuously at Xu Qingtian, who had not yet been assessed, Wang Meng sneered in his heart, just Xu Qingtian's thin body, and he still wanted to compare with himself, it was really a daydream!

I'm going to have to behave well and give this damn Wang Meng a little color. Xu Qingtian, who was standing in the queue waiting for the assessment, clenched his hands and cheered for himself in his heart.

"Zhang Daniu, Wang Erma,......, Xu Qingtian, out of the ranks!"

With the order of the officer in charge of the assessment, Xu Qingtian and the other nine recruits stood on the line.

Taking a deep breath, he put all the thoughts in his head away, clenched his spear in both hands, and waited for the whistle to blow on behalf of the sprint.

"Doodoo"

Xu Qingtian walked briskly, and ran towards the target twenty steps away with the other nine recruits.

Closer, closer and closer, I can already see the nine small wooden balls on the target.

It was at this moment that the spear in his hand stabbed out, and the tip of the spear pierced right into the wooden ball representing the left eye, as it had done countless sprints over the past month.

With a single shot, Xu Qingtian's confidence increased greatly, and he stabbed them again in the next few sprints. It wasn't until the fifth sprint that I felt a little out of breath.

Qiang Zi stabilized his arm, stuck the spear on the wooden ball representing his right chest, and when he ran back, Xu Qingtian had already begun to gasp violently. In the past, I was like this, and every time I made the fifth sprint, my physical strength was a little lacking.

No, I must not let Wang Meng compare, this thought flashed in his mind, Xu Qingtian suddenly had strength in his body again, shouted in his heart, and started the sixth sprint.

How many times did this kid get stabbed? Wang Meng frowned and looked at Xu Qingtian who was running, and thought to himself. Maybe only three times, or four times, no, three times at most, and he will be an auxiliary soldier at most!

When he hit the wooden ball again, Xu Qingtian's heart blossomed, nine thorns and seven hits, and his results were already on par with Wang Meng, and he dared to look down on himself again in the future!

The strength in the whole body has been exhausted, and the legs seem to be filled with lead, so be it, the results are not bad, a voice shouted in his heart. No, I'm going to keep sprinting, I'm going to have to get one more shot than Wang Meng and crush him underneath!

Thinking of being able to overwhelm Wang Meng, and thinking of Wang Meng's bird-like appearance that couldn't raise his head in front of him, Xu Qingtian suddenly had strength again. With a loud shout, he launched the eighth charge towards the wooden target.

He's coming! Looking at Xu Qingtian who was running, Wang Meng's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, how many times did he stab him, could it be that he hit all seven times? No, it's impossible, it must have been stabbed less than four times, so I continued to sprint and run.

Twenty steps away, back and forth is forty steps, few people can run at high speed nine times without stopping, many soldiers are stabbed four times or five times, after obtaining the status of a soldier, they will give up the sprint and stop running, only those who have been stabbed less than four times in front will continue to sprint, maybe Xu Qingtian is like this! When he reported the target later, he would know his details, thinking that Wang Meng had a smile on his face.

"No. 1 target, Zhang Daniu, stabbed three times!"

"The second target, Wang Erma, stabbed four times!"

At the end of this round of ten soldiers' sprints, the sound of reporting the target finally came, Wang Meng was calm, waiting to hear Xu Qingtian's results.

"Ninth target, Xu Qingtian, stabbed eight times!" When Xu Qingtian's results came, the smile on Wang Meng's face froze suddenly!