Around the Fifth Special Forces Elite Training School, there are endless mountains. These mountains contain almost all types of mountain except tropical rainforests and snow-capped mountains, and because they are included in the military control zone, there are still a small number of large predators, and the abundant underground water resources make it possible to see bubbling streams and rivers everywhere.

And he lay quietly in the mountains, in a certain jungle, motionless. A venomous snake that is absolutely sensitive to temperature, once swam past him; The tired bird, which used to bounce on him; The hare, the least daring, who would flee at the slightest disturbance, used to slumber beside him.

He was like a stone that had existed since time immemorial, cold, lonely and silent, and when he closed his eyes and rested, all the animals would play on him with confidence. But when he heard something, Huo Ran reopened his eyes, and through the carefully camouflaged sniper rifle beside him, to observe everything around him, within the reach of the sniper scope, he was a god who could dominate everything!

Looking at the man who was standing quietly in front of him with a large-caliber anti-materiel sniper rifle covered in camouflage branches and holding a large-caliber anti-materiel sniper rifle in his hand, the throat of the Wind Shadow Building was suddenly choked by something. He really couldn't believe that this man who looked like an African refugee, black and thin, and even the military uniform on his body had become tattered because of a long time in the wilderness, was the brother who exuded a strong pride in his bones and had fought side by side with him on the battlefield in Afghanistan...... Yang Liang!

Looking at the Wind Shadow Building standing in front of him, the corners of Yang Liang's mouth lifted upwards and revealed a smile. He may have been a long, long time, and he hadn't communicated with anyone, let alone smiled at others, so his face became stiff, and a normal expression was even more indescribably weird when he laughed, and in front of everyone, Yang Liang stretched out his left hand and made a sign language of "eight" at Fengying Building.

"You mean that from the time we entered the mountain to the time we walked in front of you, you managed to 'shoot' me eight times?"

Yang Liang nodded, he subconsciously raised his chin, and it was at this time that Fengyinglou saw his former pride in this brother. I also saw the shocking bullet hole left by this brother on the battlefield in Afghanistan and when he was shot through the neck by a crocodile.

Five years ago, Yang Liang and the former Soviet Union special forces crocodile had a short, but enough to change his life's sniper duel.

At that time, he lost because he was too young and too composed, and the crocodile shot through Yang Liang's neck, but Yang Liang survived. He will never forget that after he was seriously wounded, the heavy machine gun fire on the roof of the Wind Shadow Tower gave him a battlefield emergency operation, and he will never forget that he could only lie quietly in the bunker, watching his brothers beside him, against machine gun strafing and enemy sniper shooting, launching the final charge forward, that kind of humiliation and unwillingness from the soul.

When Yang Liang came out of the hospital, his whole person changed. In his body, there is no longer the untamed youth and frivolity, and there is no longer the pride of all the eyes, he has become taciturn, and on the first night back to school, he spontaneously and consciously slept in the corner of the campus where the Wind Shadow Building and the Battle Hero Song once slept.

But the next day, he reported to Principal Li Xiangshang, and with the approval of Principal Li Xiangshang, he walked alone into the mountains around the school with a sniper rifle and individual rations. It was a full week inside before he returned to school under everyone's strange gaze.

Take a hot bath, shave off the stubble on your face, sit in the school cafeteria, slowly chew the food in front of you, find the military doctor, and re-bandage the scratches he has received this week, as well as a poisonous snake bite that has been urgently treated by him, and on the third day, Yang Liang changed into a new military uniform, carried more individual rations, carried his sniper rifle, and walked into the mountains again.

This time, Yang Liang persevered in the mountains for two weeks. Since that time, Yang Liang's most hated food in his life is duck meat. It's not that he's a picky eater, I believe that anyone who has eaten all the rations in the mountains, caught a wild duck with a cold weapon, but didn't light a fire to barbecue, and it took three full days to chew the wild duck with a strange smell, even the bones, and swallow it into his stomach, will also have this reaction, right?

The third time, Yang Liang didn't bring food, but he was in the mountains, and he persevered for four weeks. In order to maintain his strength, he forced himself to eat moss that the wild goats did not want to touch. In order to replenish the salt that his body was constantly losing through sweating, he saw a few animal bones that died at some unknown time, like a hungry wolf, and chewed the bones and swallowed them into his stomach. When he swallowed the bone into his stomach, he found that what he had swallowed was a human skeleton that had been washed out of the soil due to a flash flood and was unknown how many years old! At that time, Yang Liang smashed a punch directly into his lower abdomen, and it was with this strong pain that he forced himself not to spit it out on the spot.

"A sniper who loses to the enemy's sniper on the battlefield, he loses not only his own life, but also the lives of all his brothers around him! I've already lost once, but my brothers around me, including me, are still alive, and this kind of luck is enough for me in this life!! ”

It was with this oath that Yang Liang walked into the mountains again and again, until a year later, he did not need to carry any supplies and did not light an open fire, so he could survive in the mountains around the school.

During this year, Yang Liang learned to be a sniper, a must-have to survive in the wild.

Then Yang Liang followed all the students of the same age and entered the desert training camp. He asked the instructor of the desert training camp how far he could pass the desert test as a sniper. The instructor pointed to a few vultures hovering in the sky, and only said one sentence: "When, you don't use a gun, you can kill them, you are a sniper who fights in the desert." ”

Yang Liang studied for a long time, and he finally discovered that vultures are absolutely sensitive to smells, and they have been dealing with humans for thousands of years, and they have already learned how to avoid dangers from human civilization. As long as there is a trace of the smell of gunpowder left behind by the shooting, the vulture will never come near him.

Yang Liang put down the gun in his hand, and after washing his whole body again, he lay directly on the desert. He lay down for two days, just when everyone thought that if he didn't get up again, he would either be roasted to death by the absolute high temperature of the desert during the day, or frozen to death by the low temperature of more than 20 degrees below zero at night, finally a vulture determined that Yang Liang was already a dead corpse, and suddenly pounced from the sky, just before its claws were about to fall on Yang Liang's face, and before he scratched his eyes, Yang Liang reached out like lightning and directly twisted its neck.

In the desert training camp, Yang Liang really learned to hide the smell.

In the next two years, Yang Liang received training in tropical rainforests and snowfields. In the tropical rainforest, he learned how to get along with animals, and in the snow training camp, he learned how to effectively preserve body temperature in the harshest natural environment, so that he could mobilize his body muscles in a seemingly motionless situation, and use a more effective method than shivering to move his body to increase his body's resistance to changes in the external environment.

When Yang Liang followed his classmates and finally returned to the school again, the school organized a celebration party for those of them who successfully received the training for the terrain suitability. On the same day, Yang Liang did not attend the celebration, and carried his sniper rifle on his back and walked to the mountains around the school.

Li Fan still clearly remembers what Yang Liang said when he called Yang Liang to attend the celebration first: "We have just completed the transition from the Boy Scout to the new recruits through the terrain adaptation training, so what is there to celebrate?" ”

Yang Liang lurked in the mountains around the school for two years. Every day he was lurking and lurking, but every other month, he would return to the training ground, shoot at least five hundred rounds, and then silently carry his rifle on his back, and strode towards the surrounding mountains under the increasingly strange and even awe-inspiring gaze of the people around him.

The school doctor, Ya Jie'er, has suggested to Principal Li Xiangshang more than once that Yang Liang's almost masochistic latent training must be forcibly suspended, "If he continues like this, his body will collapse sooner or later." Even if he is young now and can stand up, it is estimated that he will not be forty years old, and problems such as arthritis will haunt him. According to my estimates, if he continues to toss like this, he will live for at least twenty years! ”

"Forced suspension? Jie'er, you still haven't understood? ”

Hearing the repeated suggestions of the school doctor Ya Jie'er, Li Xiangshang finally couldn't help but speak: "Yang Liang is working so hard, just trying to recover the most precious thing he lost on the battlefield." As a principal, I could have ordered him to stop this masochistic training, but if I did, I wouldn't have waited until I was forty years old, and he would be finished. ”

The most precious thing Yang Liang lost on the battlefield?

Yajie'er frowned slightly: "Dignity? ”

"No!" Li Xiangshang inhaled lightly and said word by word: "For a professional soldier who has been on the battlefield, what is more precious than dignity is ...... The trust of a companion! ”

Yajie'er was really dumbfounded.

"I always thought that the person who could succeed Zhu Jianjun and become the best sniper in this school was a warrior song that we specially recruited and deliberately cultivated. But his surname is too active, too untamed, and too fond of rapids when encountering difficulties, and he is more suitable to be a leader who ascends to the heights and shouts and will surely respond to the clouds, rather than a sniper who lives in a dark corner every day, silently watching everything around him. Later, I put my hope on Zhao Haiping, an apprentice who was born and died in Russia with the song of the warriors, and finally brought into the school. He is almost the complete opposite of the Song of War Heroes, Mu Ne is honest, and lacks a spiritual surname, but he is willing to work hard and study, and he is never ambitious, as long as he takes one step at a time, sooner or later he will surpass the Song of War in the field of sniping. ”

Speaking of this, Li Xiangshang really sighed, "But now I can already be sure that in our school, in the next twenty years, the most outstanding sniper must be Yang Liang!" Because...... He's gone crazy! ”

Yajie'er listened quietly, and at the end, she finally asked a question that as a professional soldier, she would want to know: "If Yang Liang goes on like this, how far can he snipe the field?" ”

"I don't know!"

Li Xiangshang, as a qualified principal, never deliberately belittled others, elevated his subordinate students, to show his strength, he pondered for a long time before he said in a deep voice: "The world is so big, in the field of special operations, it can be said that it is a strong man, what extent Yang Liang can reach, whether he can have the qualification to challenge the top ten of the world sniper rankings, all this is hard to say." The only thing I can be sure of is that if there is another sniper in the future who meets Yang Liang on the battlefield, no matter how many targets he ranks in the world rankings, no matter how many targets he has shot, the final outcome is certain death! ”

Yajie'er's beautiful eyes widened, and her face was raised with absolute shock, but gradually, there was a look of relief on her face.

Yang Liang stopped all formal training five years ago. He did not learn how to make heavy weapons of war, including tanks, armoured vehicles, helicopter gunships, and light warships; did not learn how to use electronic countermeasures equipment; Didn't learn how to survive and fight in the zone of nuclear radiation after a nuclear war......

In the past five years, there have been too many blank areas in his military technology and compared with cadets of the same age. Even in the field of sniping, he has thrown away a considerable part of his regular training, he is just training his latent and anti-submarine every day, to put it bluntly, he is training sniping and counter-sniping.

He's the one who puts all his energy and time into dealing with enemy snipers!

Looking at Yang Liang, who was standing quietly in front of him, no matter how happy he was, he was still as calm as a stone, looking at his black and thin body, looking at his pair of flat as a lake, but inadvertently, it would be cold, and it would pierce the deepest eyes of others' souls in an instant, Fengyinglou didn't have any nonsense, he only said three words: "Follow me!" ”

Yang Liang nodded vigorously, he carried the large-caliber anti-materiel rifle in his hand, and naturally stood behind Fengying Building. The Dragon King stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Liang's shoulder, and he laughed and said, "I know that as long as there is a word from the boss, you will come out of the mountain!" ”

Yang Liang didn't speak, he just tried to straighten his body, but in his heart, there was a voice ringing: "This time, I will never lose again!" ”

(To be continued)