The next day.

Shooting gallery.

"Today's training is to assemble firearms and shoot, and your results will determine whether or not you can stay at the Deep Sea Academy in the future." Dean Mo Zhen walked back and forth with his hands behind his back and said.

Yelin, Charles, and Meng Fan, on the other hand, listened carefully to Dean Mo's words, their eyes fixed on the weapons and equipment on the table in front of them.

Although Yelin's strength can overturn the entire Deep Sea Academy, his purpose is not to overturn the Deep Sea, but to need the help of the Deep Sea Academy to unlock the genetic lock.

"Instructor, what should I do if I can't assemble a firearm?" Yelin had only assembled the M4A1 carbine, and had never assembled any other firearms at all, so he asked honestly.

"Assembling firearms is not something you are born with, but you need to be trained to do it." Mo Ji said: "You have a tablet in front of your desk, open the gun assembly video on it, allow you to watch it for half an hour, half an hour, be sure to record all the assembled guns in the video in your mind, and then start your performance." ”

The words fell.

Dean Mo Ji left, not bothering the group of children to watch the gun assembly video.

As a member of the Navy SEALs, Charles is relatively proficient in firearms, and he is not as attentive as Yelin and Meng Fan at all, but a little careless.

"Hey man, are you from Huaxia?" Charles asked curiously.

"Yes." Yelin glanced at him, lowered his head and continued to record the footage playing in the video into his head.

"Huaxia people, yes, you Huaxia is very strong, a forbidden place for mercenaries." Charles had a kind smile on his face, seemingly unintentional, but secretly tempting.

"It's okay." Yelin said very low-key.

"This ......"

Seeing that Yelin had no intention of talking to him, Charles shrugged his shoulders and didn't plan to talk to him anymore.

This guy really can't get in the oil and salt.

And Meng Fan glanced at the two companions next to him, secretly collecting the personalities and attitudes of these two people.

Time passed quickly.

Dean Mo Zhen walked over with his hands behind his back, "Trainees, alright, put away the tablet and start your assembly and shooting show." ”

Hear the words.

The three of them put down the tablets in their hands one after another, and looked at the first assembled firearm, which was the Browning HP-35.

"Oh Maiga, instructor, are you sure you're not kidding us? Such an old-fashioned pistol? ”

When Charles saw the Browning HP-35, he immediately recognized the origin of the pistol, turned his head and looked at Dean Mo in disbelief, and said in disbelief.

Such an old-fashioned pistol has long been eliminated, okay.

"When you're on the battlefield, do you care what kind of gun it is?" Mo Zhen looked at Charles with cold eyes and said.

"Oh, Shet." Charles felt the cold gaze of Dean Moxi, only felt as if he was being targeted by some monster, shrugged his shoulders, and reached out to pick up the gun and assemble it.

It turned out that before the assembly was halfway through, gunshots rang out.

"Do you think that on the battlefield, you will be given time to assemble a firearm? The enemy is one step ahead, then you are dead. ”

Dean Mo Zhen stretched out his finger and pointed at Meng Fan, who had assembled a firearm next to him to shoot, and said.

"Bang bang."

Just as Dean Mo Zhen was preaching, Yelin had already assembled his guns and started shooting.

Because he is a congenital strongman, his eyesight is very good, and he can see clearly at the target twenty meters away, but because he is not suitable for the pistol, the first shot misses and hits Charles's target.

After adjusting, his strong physique provided him with a strong backing, and every time he fired, he didn't lose control of the recoil of the pistol like Meng Fan.

Listening to the target ring of the intelligent system in his ears, Dean Moxi's eyes were full of doubts.

Is this a deliberate attempt to hide it?

It's really that the Browning pistol in Yelin's hand doesn't seem to have any recoil, but he only hits 45 rings, are you kidding me?

Of course.

He didn't say anything, it's good to hide clumsy, and those who can hide clumsiness can live longer.

If you don't know how to hide your clumsiness, your hole cards will be exposed, and you will not be far from death.

The day's training passed quickly, and it was really tiring to learn something while training, not only physically, but also mentally.

above the balcony.

Yelin leaned on the railing and looked at the sunset on the horizon, the remnant sun was like blood, and his figure was pulled for a long time.

It is still not long after the advent of the super-era technology of gene locks, the world is still the same as before, there are no large-scale wars, the blood clan has not yet emerged, or is still dormant, and the Deep Sea Secret Service Academy has not yet moved to the bottom of the sea.

So it's normal to see the sunset on the horizon.

"Hey man, would you like a drink?" At this moment, a strong man of about 1.9 meters walked in the distance, holding a bottle of vodka in his hand, leaning on the railing next to Yelin, and said.

"No, it won't." Yelin is wary of anyone, especially if he has just come to this world, if he is not wary of others, then he is the one who is pitted, although his strength can deal with all the troubles, but in this world of gene locks, it is better to be careful.

If he guessed correctly, the genetic locks in this world are still quite strong, and some genetic locks can even change their appearance, just like a demon girl.

The mere fact that this has become someone else's genetic lock ability speaks to the extraordinaryness of this world.

"Oh man, you can't drink, that's not a real man at all." Charles shrugged his shoulders, raised the vodka in his hand and poured it into his mouth.

"Dude, do you have a favorite girl?" Seeing that Yelin didn't answer himself, Charles was not angry, and he didn't have the idea of continuing to try, just test a few times on the verge of death, otherwise it would be over when this guy who brought him a dangerous aura would be killed.

Although he has not touched him, he can feel that he is not his opponent 60% of the time he has been on the verge of life and death.

"Someone you like? Perhaps. Hearing this, Yelin thought about it, it seems that the girl who can make him like it, there should be it.

"Oh, you have a girl you like, so why are you here to be an agent?"

I heard that Yelin has a girl he likes, Charles is very curious, since there is someone he likes, why did he come to be an agent?

"To protect." Looking at the sunset gradually setting on the horizon, a faint memory appeared in Yelin's eyes.

"Well, I think we have a common language, you're here to guard, and I'm here for revenge, both to become stronger." Read the latest chapter of "Starting from the Male Soldier Company" for free for the first time.