At this time, even the instructor of the target trench was shocked.

He thought that Jiang Fan just wanted to give it a try.

Unexpectedly, within three seconds, people hit!

Big brother, you can also shoot a few shots, or you can aim for a longer time!

No matter how you look at it, it's like a random shot to hit the rhythm, you make us instructors very shameless!

At a distance of 500 meters, you can hit so accurately, but I am afraid that only those sniper gun gods can do it!

"This kid is really so outstanding in any subject!"

In the distance, Momiji shuddered.

Violet smiled at Momiji, "Can't you do it too?" ”

Momiji smiled bitterly: "We have been training for twenty years, and he has only been in the army for more than a year!" ”

"Before joining the army, he was just an ordinary person! I really can't understand how he managed to train to this height in more than a year! ”

"I can't imagine that if he started training since he was a child like us, now, I don't know how strong he will be!"

Violet just quietly looked at Jiang Fan's back on the field and didn't speak.

At the scene, Jiang Fan continued to train other shots, and without accident, almost every shot hit.

The executive instructor behind him was so shocked that he doubted his life.

After practicing for about half an hour, Jiang Fan also felt almost the same, so he stopped and watched Long Xiaoyun next to him shooting.

found that although Long Xiaoyun's marksmanship is not bad, it can also reach the upper middle level of special forces.

But if it's here, I'm afraid it's just a little bit worse.

Simply, Jiang Fan stopped practicing and walked behind Long Xiaoyun.

Seeing Jiang Fan coming, Long Xiaoyun was also stunned, "Jiang Fan, have you finished practicing?" ”

Jiang Fan nodded slightly, "It's almost." ”

"Sister Yun, I found just now that when you aimed, the breathing rhythm didn't seem to be very good. If you believe me, will you listen to my advice? ”

After getting along for a period of time, the relationship between the two has become much more harmonious, and Jiang Fan simply called her Sister Yun.

Long Xiaoyun was a little puzzled: "But I've always breathed like this." Moreover, when I used to conduct special training, the special instructor also said that my breathing rhythm was just right. ”

"Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Fan: "According to normal logic, it is true. But Sister Yun, you are a woman, and a woman's body is different from a man's body. ”

"Men breathe at a longer and heavier pace than women."

"And your instructor may not have trained female soldiers, or rather, he has not trained special female soldiers, and he can only train you with the experience of training male soldiers."

"At our level, the slightest mistake in any link will affect the accuracy!"

When Long Xiaoyun heard Jiang Fan say this, he groaned for a while, and asked Jiang Fan, "Then how should I adjust?" ”

Jiang Fan smiled, and immediately gave Long Xiaoyun suggestions according to the knowledge given to him by the previous system about how to train soldiers, training for women, and combining with Long Xiaoyun's current physical condition.

Long Xiaoyun also humbly listened to Jiang Fan's suggestion and began to make adjustments.

But the habit she has developed over the years has made it difficult for her to adjust all at once, resulting in worse results than before.

And Jiang Fan first let her continue to be familiar, and then kept making adjustments to her.

Finally, after an hour of training, his shooting performance also reached the original level.

Half an hour later, the results were actually a little better than before!

This made Long Xiaoyun extremely excited, and he admired Jiang Fan more and more!

"You should not be wrong if you train at this pace."

Jiang Fan smiled at her.

Long Xiaoyun said gratefully: "Jiang Fan, thank you!" ”

Jiang Fan waved his hand, "It's all said, everyone is a comrade-in-arms, what do you say?" ”

"Okay, you practice here by yourself, I'll go practice the pistol, and then I'll go to train for other subjects."

Long Xiaoyun nodded: "Okay!" ”

Jiang Fan returned to his target position, and after training for another half an hour, he left.

Only the instructor who was stunned by Jiang Fan's pistol results again was left standing there stupidly.

Jiang Fan came to the martial arts training ground.

The martial arts training arena is as simple as giving you a bunch of punching bags and letting you punch there.

Of course, there are also quite a few special forces who practice in pairs there.

Jiang Fan also walked to a sandbag and began to punch and kick training.

His fighting skills are also very good.

There is no exchange for fighting skills, also because the primary and intermediate fighting skills in the system are not very strong, and the effect of intermediate fighting skills is only about the same as his current strength.

There is no need to waste military value.

Previously, he had fused special forces experience cards.

This experience card is the world's top level.

Although after the fusion, he still doesn't have that fighting strength, but he has also practiced seventy-seven eighty-eight.

Coupled with the continuous surpassing of the limit in the previous week, the physical fitness has also risen from the previous 3.55 to 4!

Quadruple physique of ordinary people!

It has also enhanced its special fighting skills a lot!

Come here now, it's just to get acquainted with it again and regain your strength.

But just as Jiang Fan punched a few times, a joking voice came.

"Yo, isn't this the god of war who can get the first place in any subject? Why, you're so good, you still need to consolidate your training? ”

Jiang Fan turned his head slightly, and saw the captain of the rice country, George, and a special soldier from the stick country coming over.

Jiang Fan squinted his eyes slightly and did not reply.

That George walked over, glanced at Jiang Fan, and then burst into a loud shout, punching Jiang Fan a few times at the sandbag he had just hit.

The sandbag was suddenly knocked into the air, and the amplitude was twice as high as that of Jiang Fan's previous hit.

It proves that the strength he fought is at least more than twice that of Jiang Fan!

"Good!"

The stick special forces hurriedly clapped their hands and shouted loudly.

George turned around slightly, and grinned at Jiang Fan: "See it, this is called boxing!" ”

"With just a few soft punches just now, it is estimated that even our country's eighty-year-old grandmother can't beat it!"

"You dare to call yourself a special soldier?!"

"I think you're also physically strong, right?!"

The stick special forces also mocked: "It's not! Look at his height, he's a head shorter than me! It's even more incomparable to George Oba! How else could they be called a Boy Scout? ”

George smiled and said to Jiang Fan: "How is it?" Do you want our soldiers to teach you what special fighting techniques are? ”

"Oh?"

Jiang Fan suddenly smiled, "How to teach?" ”

Seeing Jiang Fan's response, George couldn't help but smile, "It's simple, let's practice against each other, so that we can see your shortcomings, right?" ”

"Then, I will give you some substantive suggestions for your shortcomings! What do you think? ”

"I promise you'll learn real martial arts!"

Jiang Fan frowned, and pretended to hesitate: "Are you sure you have no selfish intentions?" You don't want to take advantage of the opportunity to hit me, do you? ”

Seeing Jiang Fan taking the bait, George hurriedly said, "Of course not!" How can you think of me like that? I'm sincere! ”

Jiang Fan pretended to hesitate for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!" ”

Some people died, but not completely......