A few days later, it was the beginning of June.

Kolo training base, shooting range.

The noon sun is so shaky that you can't open your eyes, and the temperature is slightly higher in more than 30 degrees Celsius.

On the wide shooting range, a team of nearly 400 people is being trained.

It's better to say it's a test than a training!

The registration for the Candle Dragon recruitment has ended two days ago, and after the primary election, there is still a team of more than 400 applicants.

But the quota given above is only three hundred, so Jiang Cheng now needs to conduct a further test on this batch of applicants, in order to screen out the three hundred people who are finally selected!

Because the 300 people who are selected in the end will be sent to other bases for devil training, and the capacity of that base is limited, the number of people must be limited!

And the test that this group of applicants is undergoing at this time is a comprehensive test of shooting and psychological quality.

A team of 20 people, 50 meters to shoot at the target, within one minute to shoot three magazines, misses the target, no more than one-third of the total bullets.

In addition, while twenty people were shooting, another person would cross one end of the range and walk to the other end within a minute.

In other words, the twenty people who shoot need to avoid the person who walks through the middle of the shooting range, and if anyone accidentally hits this person, they will be eliminated immediately!

As for the person who was hit, then we can only wish him good luck.

Although the shooting is empty, and it does not have lethality at a distance of seven meters, it still hurts to hit the body, and if you are unfortunately hit in the soft tissue of the head, the consequences will be even more serious!

Therefore, the most stressful thing in this kind of shooting training is the person who walks through the middle of the shooting range, after all, if someone else makes a mistake, at most he will be eliminated, and if this person is accidentally mistaken, he may have to lie in the hospital!

"Next group!"

Jiang Cheng shouted and blew the whistle hanging around his neck.

At this time, Jiang Cheng was sitting on the shoulder of a soldier, and when Jiang Cheng blew his whistle, the soldier quickly squatted down and put Jiang Cheng down.

"What's the matter, is it heavy?"

Jiang Cheng asked nonchalantly.

"Report, not heavy!"

The soldier glared and shouted, the meaning of that expression couldn't be more obvious, you don't know how many pounds you have?

"Great! Your weight training is amazing!"

Jiang Cheng patted the soldier's shoulder, pointed to the shooting range not far away, and said, "Go ahead." ”

"Yes!"

The soldier yelled, didn't have time to wipe his sweat, ran forward, and took his place next to the shooting range.

Then, the next soldier who underwent "weight-bearing training" walked up, and it was the little man named Cai Hao.

"Squat. ”

Jiang Cheng ordered lightly, waited for Cai Hao to squat, sat on Cai Hao's shoulder, knocked on Cai Hao's steel helmet, and said, "Get up!"

"Ahh

Cai Hao roared, stood up with Jiang Cheng on his shoulder, and straightened his back as required.

After a while, the personnel on the shooting range were ready, Jiang Cheng blew the whistle again, and a new round of shooting training began!

The soldiers who were already waiting next to the shooting range and were about to cross the shooting range immediately walked towards the other end of the shooting range.

At the same time, the shooter, who did not have to worry about hitting the soldier, was spewing bullets like crazy!

It's not difficult to shoot three magazines in one minute, but the number of missed shots can't exceed one-third of the total number of bullets, which is very difficult.

While ensuring the accuracy of shooting, the shooter also has to avoid hitting the soldiers passing through the shooting range, and the difficulty coefficient naturally soars again!

Of course, the real most psychological pressure must be the soldier who walked through the shooting range.

At first, the soldier's pace was not messy and his speed was very balanced, but when a few bullets hit him, he began to panic a little, and his speed increased significantly.

In less than a minute, the soldier was almost close to the other end of the range, but according to the rules, there was no time to leave, and he could not leave the middle of the range, so he could only pause on the trajectory of the last shooter.

This undoubtedly pitted the last shooter!

", pit Lao Tzu, this is!"

The last shooter cursed in a low voice, and if the man in the middle didn't leave, he wouldn't be able to shoot, and if he couldn't finish the bullets, he was doomed to be eliminated.

"Get out of the way!"

The last shooter shouted at the soldier in the middle, but the soldier in the middle had no intention of getting out of the way, so he stuck there.

The last shooter, furious, took his gun and continued to shoot......

"Bang!"

The soldier in the middle fell to the ground, clutching his buttocks and looking pained.

"Tick!"

Jiang Cheng, who was not far away, blew his whistle and shouted, "It's time!"

Then, the medical team, which had been waiting for a long time, came up to treat the soldiers who had been shot in the field.

At the back of the medical team, Murong Yuxuan followed, she did not follow the medical team, but stopped beside Jiang Cheng.

"Hey, you're going to die with this training method!"

Murong Yuxuan frowned and said dissatisfiedly at Jiang Cheng.

"Dead people?"

Jiang Cheng lifted the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, glanced at Murong Yuxuan, and said lightly, "When I was training back then, I used not empty cartridges, but live ammunition, but I didn't see any dead people. ”

"Hah!"

Murong Yuxuan sighed depressedly and said, "You don't brag less, I know you're powerful, but no matter how powerful you are, can you dodge bullets?"

Jiang Cheng didn't speak, and he didn't have an expression, which made Murong Yuxuan feel like he was punching the cotton and couldn't make it hard.

"Then tell me, what's the point of your training!"

Murong Yuxuan asked, "Since the morning, seventeen people have been shot, and one of them was still shot in the face, the training is quite harsh, but I don't see any effect of this training...... Don't you know that these soldiers have a grudge against you, and they call you the devil instructor behind their backs!"

"Hate me?"

Jiang Cheng licked his lips, knocked on Cai Hao's steel helmet under him, and asked, "Cai Hao, do you hate me?"

"Hate!"

Cai Hao gritted his teeth and shouted, and Murong Yuxuan on the side couldn't help but pout.

"Ahem. ”

Jiang Cheng cleared his throat and shouted at everyone, "I know that some of you hate me, but here, you all have to listen to me, if anyone is not convinced, when we go outside, we can put down our military rank and practice!"

After Jiang Cheng finished shouting, he turned his head to Murong Yuxuan and said lightly: "If you can't do this level of training, if you enter our army, you will also be sent to death, if you look at it this way, I am not harming them, I am saving them!"

"You ......"

Murong Yuxuan still wanted to argue with Jiang Cheng, but a figure ran up quickly behind him.

"Boss, Team Xu's phone!" Ah Dong handed over a call.