Ye Feng began to ponder on his own.

Bullets shot out of the chamber one by one, bringing up puffs of smoke......

Thirty bullets down, Ye Feng seemed to have found a little feeling, and the number of rings has also increased from the first ring to the current five rings, and the best shot actually hit the third ring.

"Well, yes, it improves quickly, but your movements are still a little deformed, otherwise the crosshairs will be higher."

Wu Gang nodded, a satisfied smile flashed, and then he said sternly, "Last year's scout selection, a distance of two hundred meters, required ten rounds of ammunition within twenty seconds, and the average score was required to be above ninety rings to be considered qualified, so estimate your own results." ”

"Damn, ten bullets, twenty seconds, two hundred meters, ninety rings, this is still a person?"

Ye Feng had 100,000 draft horses galloping in his heart, you must know that now, every time Ye Feng shoots, it takes up to twenty or thirty seconds to aim, hitting a target with a distance of two hundred meters, and the best result is only three rings.

Ye Feng's pressure suddenly increased, and he began to doubt whether he could achieve such a result in ten months, and he knew that the assessment of scouts was not only such one, but many items.

At this moment, Lu Shi ran back out of breath, and without saying a word, he picked up his gun and shot at the target, and he actually scored six ten rings and four nine rings.

With the sound of gunfire, the morning's training task was completed.

Back in the dormitory, Ye Feng didn't have time to rest, because he had to summarize the harvest of this morning's training.

Running with weights, it's not that he can't run, but he doesn't know how to adjust his breathing, in the last few laps, the instructor reminded himself, and after adjusting his breathing, Lin Chen instantly felt a lot more relaxed.

Shooting, not because you can't hit accurately, but because your posture is wrong, you don't grasp the strength of pulling the trigger, and the gun is unstable, which leads to the flutter of the gun body, which affects the shooting accuracy.

As for military boxing, it is that I have not mastered it firmly, and it seems that I have to strengthen training, weight-bearing push-ups, which can only show that my strength is not enough.

"Eh, I didn't expect myself to be such a rubbish."

Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what do you need? There's so much to learn.

From this day on, Ye Feng wanted to be a different person, and when he was training, he began to learn to use his brain to think, and began to learn to look at this training camp from a scientific perspective.

……

Time flies, and three months have passed.

In the past three months, because of Ye Feng's hard work, he has improved significantly.

It's unstable, isn't it? Then Ye Feng specially practiced raising a gun, found a piece of wood, hung two pieces of head on it, and just stood quietly and raised the gun, from the first minute, to now being able to hold on casually for more than an hour.

The trigger is not accurate enough, is it? Then he practiced the action of pulling the trigger, and day after day, the action of pulling the trigger finally became the standard.

Physical fitness is not good, there is no skill in this, only more practice, bricks, from the original twelve, to the current fourteen, the time for running five kilometers with weights is getting shorter and shorter.

Push-ups, do them every day, do them when you have time, come back at night to do them, do them when you rest, now, basically do a hundred in one breath with a weight of dozens of pounds, and it's not a big problem.

In hand-to-hand combat, in the past three months, he was beaten by Lu Shi every day, but Ye Feng summed up his experience in being beaten again and again, if he couldn't dodge once, he dodged ten times, a hundred times, and if he couldn't punch once, he would hit the wall a hundred times, a thousand times, so now Ye Feng, although he still can't kill Lu Shi, can occasionally hit back Lu Shi a few times.

……

on the shooting range

"Bang bang bang" A series of guns sounded, Ye Feng slowly put down the gun in front of him, and quietly looked at the target two hundred meters away.

"Very good, three ten rings, two nine rings, five eight rings." Putting down the telescope in his hand, Wu Gang looked at Ye Feng beside him and said, today is Ye Feng's first attempt at a 400-meter target.

Then, Lu Shi came on the field, he was a veteran, and naturally he had hit the target of 200 meters, so after a period of training, his performance naturally improved.

After another series of gunshots, the results came out, and Lu Shi actually hit seven ten rings, two nine rings, and one eight rings.

Standing up, Lu Shi glanced at Ye Feng proudly.

After three months of intensive training, the smell of gunpowder that the two of them only saw did not fade with the training together, but did not decrease but increased, but the way the two competed has changed from the initial saber rattling to now speaking with the skills in their hands.

Although three months have passed, Ye Feng still has not been able to surpass Lu Shi in any subject, especially in the hand-to-hand combat event, which almost always ends with Ye Feng being beaten down.

But Ye Feng's growth, Lu Shi also looked at it in his eyes, especially his physical fitness and live ammunition shooting.

This Ye Feng seems to have been born specifically for these two subjects, and the progress is so fast that Lu Shi was surprised, it is also fourteen bricks, and now Ye Feng is five kilometers away, and he can keep up with himself, and after some time, he will definitely surpass himself.

And shooting, not to mention, three months, two hundred meters distance, ten bullets, twenty seconds, can hit all ten rings, the first practice of the 400-meter target, can hit three ten rings, and Lu Shi was three months old, what was the result? At a distance of 200 meters and 10 bullets, his best score was only 89 rings.

One can imagine Ye Feng's terrifying talent, Lu Shi seems to understand a little why the instructor has to add Ye Feng to the training team.

"Cut, what's the big deal, in a few days, I'll surpass you."

Seeing Lu Shi's smug eyes, Ye Feng rolled his eyes back and said softly.

"I guess you didn't get beaten today, your skin is itchy" Lu Shi replied, because after the live-fire training, it was hand-to-hand combat, so Lu Shi said so.

"Yo he, it's like I've been afraid of you, go, if you can't beat me to death today, even if you lose!"

Replying like a scoundrel, Ye Feng ignored Wu Gang and Lu Shi, who were messy in the wind, and returned the gun directly to the firearms storage room.

……

Around the sand pit on the playground, which was five meters long and wide, there were soldiers in camouflage uniforms, and they were all quietly looking at Ye Feng and Lu Shi wearing black tactical vests, camouflage pants, and tactical boots.

Now they are training in hand-to-hand combat, and it is a real battle between the two.

At the beginning, Wu Gang was afraid that the two would be injured accidentally, so he was not ready to let them fight, but later, at the request of the two at the same time, in the end, Wu Gang approved the actual combat of the two and continued.

Until now, they have a combat training session almost every afternoon.

Occasionally, they would be challenged by other comrades-in-arms from the company, and after three months, the actual combat of the two of them became the most powerful in the company.

Over time, the battle between Ye Feng and Lu Shi, as Ye Feng's strength improved, became more and more enjoyable, so there were more and more people watching.