"It looks like we're doing well, so let's start aiming." Langsheng deliberately hooked the corners of his mouth when he turned around, very proud.

"......" what? Instructor Yan, you are genuine.

knows that Langsheng is serious, but there are still people who think it is a joke with a bitter face.

This routine is deep!

I thought that Langsheng would test his close-quarters skills when he came back, but he didn't expect this change to be that second. They have prepared a lot for this close skills test in the past two days, who knows how to rely on marksmanship.

"Fortunately, my marksmanship is not very bad."

"It's okay, it's okay, I can aim at it."

"It's over, I'm not good at marksmanship, I've always wanted to practice my close-quarters skills and then become a warrior for you......"

"Don't panic, isn't it marksmanship?"

There was a word on the face of the training soldier, and he forced a smile.

When they picked up the gun again, many people said that they would be rusty after not touching it for a few days.

Marksmanship is not something that can be practiced in a day or two. Besides, they've only been training for more than five months.

Many people remembered the last routine, and in retrospect, they felt that they were laughing at them for being as tender and silly as ever.

"I'll demonstrate, don't be bitter!" Langsheng smiled indifferently, picked up the gun on the table, and shot before everyone could react.

Ten rings.

"...... "I know you're good, don't pretend, thank you."

It seems like an easy shot, but it requires complex ideas such as angles and swings in the mind.

The trainer smiled wryly, picked up his gun, and took aim.

Langsheng's requirements this time are not high, requiring at least 40 rings for five shots, and calculating how many can hit all ten rings.

After all this time, there must have been a few snipers showing up.

Shot after shot, gunfire rang out at the training ground all morning. Batches of people were replaced from the field, and their expressions were numerous.

Langsheng made a note of their results under the board. After remembering the last one, Langsheng threw the pen hard and sighed.

Their results are ...... It's terrible.

Fifteen did not meet the standard, and none of them had fifty rings. The highest was actually forty-six rings, which made her greatly disappointed.

"Fifteen...... A hand-to-hand trick. "If you can't shoot, then you can use hand-to-hand skills, otherwise, you will be assigned to other areas.

Kwon Yi told her that the condition in District 22 is to stay in the close elite and shooting elite.

If there are two people, there will inevitably be one left.

The remaining one, against the Langsheng. Survive one move to win.

All of a sudden, some people are dissatisfied, and it's too easy to survive a move! You can definitely pass this test!

Langsheng smiled grimly, was she so easy for their recruits to pass the test?

In the first seven games, the winners stayed, and the losers moved to the district.

The most interesting thing is the one of Langsheng, the instructor vs. the recruits!

The two sides stood in the ring, and everyone could see that the age of the instructor and the other party was really not the same level.

Langsheng's opponent is the smallest of the recruits, and his marksmanship is the worst, but he has heard that his fighting skills are good. Because I learned a little dance when I was a child, my tendons have been stretched, and I need the softness of my body the most for close standing.

Even the youngest recruit is three years older than Langsheng.

The boy stood there, smiling, and his temperament was extraordinary.

The last time I had seen Langsheng's close-quarters skills, it was not comparable to them at all, and some of them gave up on themselves and said that Langsheng could destroy one of their recruit classes.

Langsheng doesn't think it's an exaggeration, because she can't beat this person, she won't be the king!

"Take me down, or dodge one of my attacks. The one who wins is you. ”