"I knew that I would hang the kettle, Lao Jiang, I wouldn't follow you!"

Li Hao wants to cry now without tears.

The other three classes of students also regretted it for a while.

Rest for a few more minutes, and maybe this second group will last a little longer!

At this time, Jiang Fan's side was also uncomfortable.

Two kettles are no joke.

It only lasted for a minute, not only the elbow pain was unbearable, but the arm was also extremely sore.

Fortunately, his willpower was tempered when he was a soldier in his previous life, so he was able to grit his teeth and stick to it.

But Wu Chong's side was not so lucky.

After less than two minutes, I felt my hands go numb, and the kettle clattered and hit the ground.

"Cut!"

"I thought it was a cow! I also want to challenge our old Jiang! ”

On the third class student's side, when they heard the voice, they couldn't help but whisper.

This voice was also heard by Su He, and he immediately scolded: "You are embarrassed to talk about others!" ”

"At least two kettles lasted two minutes, what about you?"

"Look at your shaking kettle and the bruises on your faces, what qualifications do you have to talk about people?"

As soon as Su He's voice fell, the kettle on Li Hao's side just hit the ground.

"Li Hao! Add two minutes! The sound of the Su River continued to sound.

"My day!"

Li Hao was about to cry.

It's only a minute, why can't you hold on!

Immediately afterwards, the other students couldn't hold it one after another, and the kettles touched the ground.

"Except for Jiang Fan, everyone else, all add two minutes!"

"Woo woo ~ my hand is going to break!"

Everyone's faces were distorted a little because of the sore hands.

After Wu Chong dropped the kettle, he raised his gun again and looked towards Jiang Fan.

When I saw that Jiang Fan was not very relaxed, my mood was a little better.

At the very least, it gave him a little hope of transcendence.

Indeed, the current Jiang Fan has no rest in front of him, and he has added two more kettles, and he is not far from the limit now.

His arms were trembling slightly.

Even the cactus lock sweat skill is there, and his face is constantly sweating at this time.

It can be seen that he is really tired from this training.

Jiang Fan clenched his teeth tightly, always keeping his eyes from leaving his crosshairs.

He didn't pin his head to the side because he was uncomfortable like the other students.

The stability effect of this practice is not very good!

The so-called stability, in his opinion, is the need to stabilize the gun under the premise of absolute aiming.

But now, after holding on for less than three minutes, with two kettles, he is almost unable to hold on, indicating that he is still relatively weak in this regard.

In his previous life, he had been a soldier for a few years, and he knew it.

If that's all there is to it, the most you can do is get the gun right.

But to reach the level of that kind of gun king, it is not enough.

Especially snipers, lying there with guns, at least for a few hours, at most a few days!

And the training process of top snipers is much more brutal than they are now.

It's not just about hanging a kettle, it's throwing rats, snakes, grasshoppers, ants and the like at you.

There is still a long way to go!

Jiang Fan couldn't help but sigh.

"Jiang Fan, it's time!"

Su He looked at the time and shouted directly at Jiang Fan.

Although it is said that according to Jiang Fan's wishes, he can practice as much as he wants.

But he also noticed that Jiang Fan had reached his limit at this time, so he told him the time casually.

And this time, Jiang Fan didn't act recklessly, the whole person was like a body that had been emptied, put down the gun, and fell down directly, panting.

Zhao Dong walked over and quipped: "I finally see the limit of your guy's body!" I really thought you could keep going without resting! ”

Jiang Fan sat up slowly, wiped the sweat from his face, and said with a smile: "I'm also a normal person with flesh and blood, okay!" ”

Jiang Fan said, raised his hand and looked at his elbow, which already had a trace of blood flowing out of the worn flesh.

But Jiang Fan didn't care.

The pain of the skin is nothing.

This process has to be experienced.

It has to be worn out many times before it grows a cocoon.

Also, let the elbow get used to the pain of rubbing.

"What's the matter, the last three groups, do you still need to hang two kettles?" Zhao Dong asked with a smile.

Jiang Fan said: "Of course! Definitely going to add! ”

"Okay!"

Zhao Dong smiled and said, "I really don't believe you can hold on!" I can tell you, whether you have a kettle or two kettles, if you touch the ground, you will still be fined. ”

Jiang Fan looked confident: "Just let the horse come!" ”

The students of Class 3 wanted to cry without tears when they heard the conversation between the two.

They can't hold up just hanging one kettle, but Jiang Fan hangs two, and they can still hold on to the end.

It's all two shoulders and one head, why is the gap so big?