"Brother Tail, after the ballistic trajectory is restored, the launch point is here."

"Well, scatter around, searching for any suspicious traces." The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and Jingwei said lightly.

"Yes!" The men responded in unison.

At this moment, they are impressively in the underground military base where they have been staying in the rock!

Looking at the ruined scenery everywhere, Jing Wei thought that it was impossible for the missile to be transported here and then launched in plain sight, so it could only be assembled and launched here, and there must be senior ordnance technicians among the attackers.

Thinking of this, Rao couldn't help but feel a headache with the concentration of Jingwei. Terrorists who can hold "leeches" can cause terrible damage if they are desperate.

"Area C hasn't been very peaceful lately...... "Shizuo lamented, he tried to be concise and clear, what he was most afraid of was trouble, but obviously, this group of terrorists was a big trouble." Some of them are busy. ”

At this time, his subordinates came over and reported: "Brother Wei, I searched several times, but I found nothing." ”

"Search again." Shizuo frowned.

A moment later.

"Brother Wei, still haven't ......" looked guilty under his hands.

Shizuo's brow furrowed even deeper.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself." After that, he personally carefully surveyed the vicinity, focusing on stopping at the place where the "leech" was launched.

Half an hour later.

Shizuo stopped searching and stood expressionlessly, but there was an urge to scold her mother in her heart, and this time she met a master! Not a single hair was left in the entire base.

It seems that the clue is broken here.

Shizuo waved his hand.

"Withdraw."

Fang Yan has been having a bad time recently, and he is really physically and mentally exhausted.

After surviving the first week of training, Iwa immediately arranged a training plan for him for the second week. At that time, Fang Yan was still relieved, because he had to start practicing aiming in the second week, and the result was ......

This is an underground shooting range specially opened by Lao Luo for Fang Yan to practice guns.

"Bang, bang, bang" gunshots are heard incessantly.

"Uh, boy, don't miss the moving target, what the hell are you not even able to hit such a big fixed target?" Iwa yelled.

Fang Yan was silent, he silently shot again and again, reloaded again and again, and hit a fixed target at least five hundred meters away from him......

Yan roared a few words and then stopped talking, guessing that even if he was so harsh on a novice who had just touched the gun, he would blush a little.

Sweat fell drop by drop, and Fang Yan didn't care about wiping it, he just meticulously shot in a standing position.

This sniper rifle has been changed to be very heavy, and after a long time, it is even heavier. His fingers had long since blistered, and every shot was accompanied by a cone pain.

Although the training plan formulated by Yan was intense and harsh, Fang Yan did not complain, he still gritted his teeth and persisted, never thinking of giving up.

I will never regret the path I have chosen, and I will go on my knees!

Sweat rained down, Fang Yan shook his head and shook off all the sweat to prevent the sweat from flowing into his eyes. Occasionally, droplets of sweat would fall on the hot barrel, and with a "bang", the mist would steam.

Seeing Fang Yan working so hard, Yan nodded with satisfaction, diligence can make up for clumsiness, the kid is a good seedling, it's a pity......

"Stop, rest!" Yan yelled, no, no, the rifle was not installed to silence, and the gunfire was too loud.

When Fang Yan heard this, he put the gun away, and sat down as soon as his legs were weak, his whole body was sore and he was out of breath.

He grinned as he felt the constant trembling of his arm as he lost his strength.

It is this feeling of getting stronger little by little that makes him extremely full of a sense of accomplishment and makes him feel that his life in this other world is meaningful.

"The rest is over, boy, let's move on to the actual combat session." Iwa said as he put on the amplifier. "Shoot me until I can rest."

Fang Yan's eyes lit up when he heard this, Yan's strength had already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it was really an honor to be able to fight with such a strong person.

Rubbing his hands excitedly, and enduring the discomfort after losing his strength, Fang Yan raised his gun and shouted, "Uncle Yan, I'm shooting." ”

"Bang, bang, bang."

The sound of gunfire was incessant.

On this day, since the beginning of the actual battle, Fang Yan has never rested......

Until he fell to the ground with muscle spasms all over his body, he still missed a shot, and was finally carried back to the bedroom by Rock.

In the next few days, it was still a fixed target and a moving target, and... Hit the rock, and so on.

Time flowed, and soon, the second week of training was over.

This week, Yan'er came once at the beginning of the shooting training, but after seeing Fang Yan's poor accuracy, she seemed to remember something unbearable from the past, so she glanced at Fang Yan and left, and never came back again......

Without the encouragement of the big beautiful geese by her side, Fang Yan still managed to survive. And his marksmanship, under hard training, has improved day by day! Although there is still a long way to go from Dacheng, it should not be underestimated.

However, for a week, he didn't hit the rock even a single shot. Iwa said that his marksmanship was sufficient.

Immediately afterward, the third week of special training was in full swing.

Early this morning, Yan called Shang Yan and came to Lao Luo's laboratory. As soon as he walked in, Fang Yan's eyes lit up, and the geese were there!

She wore a brown loose top and skinny jeans underneath, which was comfortable and energetic, showing off her slender figure.

Yan'er sat playfully, and when she saw Fang Yan's gaze sweeping, she smiled at him.

Fang Yan smiled back, but his heart was beating straight up, at this time, the words "Alluring the country and the city", "the country is beautiful and fragrant", "like a flower and jade", "disaster to the country and the people" and so on kept flashing in his mind.

It was still the old man who interrupted Fang Yan's distraction.

"Hey, Housheng, I've been practicing well in the past two days!" As he spoke, he approached Fang Yan and pinched the strong muscles on Fang Yan's body.

Fang Yanhan smiled.

The great kindness is not grateful, Uncle Yan Luo rescued him and took him in, and taught him skills, this kindness will never be forgotten!

"Alright, let's get down to business. Boy, this week's training program is hand-to-hand combat, which is divided into hand-to-hand combat and cold combat. Cold warfare requires a handy weapon, you pick. ”

Iwa pointed to the light screen on the wall. "Choose a good style from here, and Lao Luo will do it for you."

Lao Luo nodded, and Fang Yan explained: "You have to practice extra seriously during melee combat training, after all, a sniper is close to him, and it all depends on this to save his life." ”

"I understand." Fang Yan said. "It's just that the hot weapons have been eliminated, and the cold weapons ......"

"Today's military bases are all equipped with amplifiers and cold weapons, as for why cold weapons are still used, you think, although people have obtained speed and strength that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve through amplifiers, his body is still weak. If he struck a hard object with all his strength, the force would be mutual, and under one blow, the jade would burn, the hard object would shatter, and his hand would be broken...... Therefore, he needs cold weapons as an extension and receptor of force in order to exert his full strength, which is why cold weapons and amplifiers have become the standard configuration of today's military regions. Iwa patiently explained.

Fang Yan suddenly realized.

Yan sighed: "Who would have thought that thousands of years ago, cold weapons, which were almost replaced by hot weapons, have now become the mainstream again!" ”

Seeing her father chattering about Fang Yan, Yan'er just sat there quietly and did not make a sound. For this miserable young man, she always has kindness and sympathy in her heart.