The wide, somewhat empty range was evenly divided into seven areas, each with a full set of shooting equipment.

It contains shooting tests of dozens of firearms such as semi-automatic pistols, fully automatic pistols, assault rifles, and sniper rifles.

Only team members participate in the shooting competition, and the captain does not participate.

Captains are generally grandmasters, but for grandmaster-level powerhouses, everything they get their hands on can be used as weapons, and ordinary mechanical guns are of little use.

After head coach Xiao Qinren gave the order, the seven special combat teams quickly arrived at their respective shooting ranges.

The Blue Dragon Special Combat Team is in the last area.

Because this is according to the ranking of the previous competition.

The pressure of competition is pressed on everyone's head all the time, so that everyone can temper themselves desperately and make continuous progress.

Each team is supervised by a sub-referee, and the results of the test are displayed directly by the computer, avoiding human error.

Old God Lin Fan was sitting on the chair on the ground, and he had been cultivating.

Except for the things he had to do, he never let go of any opportunity to cultivate.

Naturally, Hu Weizhao was in charge of the shooting competition.

"Bang bang bang!" was heard endlessly, but these did not interfere with Lin Fan in the slightest.

Three days later.

The shooting competition finally ended, and after the fast and accurate calculation of the computer system, the results came out quickly.

This is a weighted score out of 40.

Head coach Xiao Qinren began to read out the results.

"Seventh place!Red Dragon Special Combat Team!34.58 points!"

"Sixth place!Green Dragon Special Combat Team!35.12 points!"

"Fifth place! Huanglong Special Combat Team!35.36 points!"

"Fourth place!Qinglong Special Combat Team!36.59 points!"

"Third place!Blue Dragon Special Combat Team!37.08 points!"

"Second place! Orange Dragon Special Combat Team!37.24 points!"

"First place!Purple Dragon Special Combat Team!38.98 points!"

"Fourth!"

Hu Weizhao is quite satisfied with this result, after all, they only won sixth in last year's shooting competition.

The last three special combat teams are not worried about this at all, anyway, this year's Qinglong special combat team will still be ranked last.

During the break, Lin Fan gathered the players.

Everyone is very happy, after all, fourth is a big improvement compared to the past, and everyone has a smile on their faces, feeling that they will not be at the bottom again this year.

Lin Fan pointed to the report card and said, "This is your grade, only fourth?"

"Captain Lin, fourth is already good, we were only sixth last year. Hu Weizhao defended them.

"Don't talk about those useless ones!"

Lin Fan snorted coldly: "It seems that it is inevitable that you will be at the bottom every year, but the shooting competition has nothing to do with your own strength, it all depends on your personal training, but you are still counting down, which means that you are not training hard enough and not working hard enough! Of course, if you think that your talent is not as good as others, I didn't say it." ”

Lin Fan didn't have to care about them so carefully, but he was a serious person and never did anything so-so.

If you have done it, you must do your best!

The crowd fell silent.

They are all the pride of the sky, and the special combat team members selected from tens of millions of people, which one is not arrogant?

"Or are you in the position of the most garbage special forces for a long time, and you are used to it, and you think you are garbage?"

"It's not!"

Everyone looked up in unison and roared.

Why are they rubbish?

They're all trained hard!

"If you don't want to be garbage, give me a hard fight in the follow-up games! Don't make me think that my pills are all fed to pigs!"

"Yes!"

"Very good! Next is the captain's wheel battle, if I can do all 300 rounds, do you dare to fight desperately in the jungle melee?"

In the jungle melee, the players of each team are all scattered to shoot, and the fight is a narrow road to meet the brave to win!

Everyone was in an uproar, it was the first time they heard that Lin Fan was going to take all 300 rounds!

You must know that even if Zhao Dongcang is a peak powerhouse, the best record is only 221 rounds!

But they still shouted without hesitation: "Dare!"

The captains dare to fight hard, why don't they?

Lin Fan sighed that this competition was still not bloody enough to arouse their true potential.

However, this is also the way it should be, because each of these people is a talent that the state has worked hard to cultivate, and the death of each one is a great loss.

They are talents who are many times more precious than pilots.

You know, flying a plane is just one of their basic courses.

In wheel battles, people from your own team will not fight against your own captain, so there are up to 300 rounds in total.

It seems like a lot, but for those early stage of dark energy, a single punch from the Sect Master of Transformation is enough to knock them down.

Considering that some players will eventually get injured, each captain will give the players a day to rest after the game.

Their injuries are not too severe, and with the most advanced means of healing, one day is enough.

The next day, more than 300 people from seven special combat teams gathered under the ring that had already been set up.

The ring is three meters high, 30 meters long and 30 meters wide, and the nearly 3,000 cubic meters of ring are all made of special concrete, and even if the cannonballs hit it, it is only a shallow pothole.

Seven captains stood at the front of their respective teams.

Zhao Dongcang stood with his hands in his hands, and his eyebrows inadvertently revealed incomparable confidence.

According to the information he obtained, the Blue Dragon Special Combat Team had a new captain, and his strength was extraordinary, fighting more than 40 guns alone, escaping from the explosion of a ton of TNT, and killing its leader.

Such a record is definitely not the strength that a mere person can have in the early stage of transformation, not to mention, he is not yet eighteen years old!

This person is a strong opponent!

However, I, Zhao Dongcang, am stronger!

Ninety-six on the heavenly list, it is not a waste of fame!

Lin Fan's information, except for the Jiangnan Military Region, only the Yanjing Military Region can grasp it, so the captains of the other teams don't know Lin Fan's specific strength.

Head coach Xiao Qinren stepped into the ring and shouted: "First place!

As soon as the words fell, Sheng Tianbao's toes touched the ground slightly, and the whole person rose into the air and landed firmly in the ring.

His majestic body of 1.9 meters stood proudly on the stage, looking down, and said, "The first one, who dares to come!"

"Me!"

As soon as the words fell, a thin man jumped into the ring, facing Sheng Tianbao's tall and mighty body, and looked at each other without showing weakness!

Hu Weizhao explained in a low voice on the side: "This person is the vice captain of the Green Dragon Special Combat Team, Shen Teng, half-step strength, I don't know what exercises to practice, the speed is very fast, and ordinary grandmaster-level powerhouses can't catch up with his speed." He made a move so early, he should have wanted to find a field for last year, and the Green Dragon Special Combat Team was third below the Blue Dragon Special Combat Team last year. ”

Lin Fan nodded slightly, Shen Teng seemed to want to win with speed, after all, Sheng Tianbao's biggest weakness was his slow speed.

It's just that the half-step transformation and transformation seem to be a thin line apart, but the gap is not small, and it is unlikely that he will win if he wants to win.

If Sheng Tianbao is defeated in the first round, the face of the entire Blue Dragon Special Combat Team will be directly swept away!