Chapter 242 Sniper Rifle, are you interested?
The subsequent skill training will be led by Zhang Chuan himself.

In the first half of the month, the high school team often led the training of this group of new recruits.

Zhang Chuan doesn't have many opportunities to show up, but every time he does, the new recruits have to accept his various "special care".

After a day of sufficient rest, the recruits stood straight and lined up with determined eyes.

After half a month of training, their mental state is like two different people compared to when they first arrived.

Zhang Chuan stood quietly in front of the recruits. When they heard that Zhang Chuan would be personally responsible for the subsequent skill training, the recruits couldn't help but show a bit of awe on their faces.

After spending half a month with Zhang Chuan, they deeply realized that Zhang Chuan never cared about personal relationships and never talked about empty theories.

If they disobey orders, they will be severely punished.

What if someone dares to question?
There is no need to even think about it. Zhang Chuan's extraordinary abilities are beyond the reach of several instructors combined.

Although Zhang Chuan was extremely strict with them and never went back on his word.

But after half a month of training, their strength is indeed much stronger than before. Looking back, I still feel a little scared.

"Why, you don't want to learn from me?"

Zhang Chuan looked at the new recruits, both men and women, and smiled slightly.

The recruits quickly shook their heads in denial.

"Sniper rifle, are you interested?" Zhang Chuan asked.

When the recruits heard this, they immediately became excited and looked at Zhang Chuan with shining eyes.

"In your opinion, being a sniper only requires accurate shooting, right?"

Zhang Chuan asked.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"How superficial." Zhang Chuan snorted coldly:
"A top sniper must be a top marksman, a first-class camouflage master, a reconnaissance expert, a physical fitness master, and a data analyst at the same time!"

"Moreover, on the mental level, they are far superior to ordinary special forces. They are able to withstand pressure, have endurance, mental strength, pain tolerance, hunger tolerance, heat tolerance, cold tolerance, and so on and so forth."

"If you fail any of the above, you can never become a top sniper. You can only be a third-rate sniper!"

"If you don't want to be a top sniper, then go back to your original unit and practice against fixed targets! What I need is a sniper who can shoot a headshot from a distance of one thousand meters!
What I need is a sniper with a sniper rifle who can lurk in the enemy's hinterland for three days and three nights without moving, just for the best shooting opportunity at that moment! "

"Passing the first half of the month of selection training does not mean that you have made it to the top. This is just the beginning of your nightmare! And you are still just a slightly stronger recruit!"

"The following training will let you see what a real nightmare is!"

After that, Zhang Chuan finished his speech and the new recruits were immediately taken to
The sun was blazing, and there were twenty people, each holding a sniper rifle.

Everyone had their sleeves rolled up.

Their elbows rested on the stones, which were hot from the sun.

The instructors tied a brick to the muzzle of the gun.

Zhang Chuan placed bullets one by one on the sight. If there was any shake, the bullets would fall.

Time passed minute by minute, and at the beginning, the recruits could still hold on.

But as time went on, their arms slowly began to ache.

The skin had been worn out and bleeding from having elbows pressed against the stone for a long time.

The sweat dripped on the stone and quickly evaporated.

Everyone's body was shaking slightly.

"Report, Chief... Chief Instructor, how long are we going to hold up our guns?"

Wang Yanbing gritted his teeth and asked with a trembling voice.

Zhang Chuan lay leisurely on the stone behind them, crossed his legs and looked at them, "Can't you bear it after just a while?"

"Look at Ye Cunxin next to you. You are not even as good as a little girl now." Zhang Chuan jumped off the stone and walked in front of Wang Yanbing, saying with a look of disdain:
"Forget it if it doesn't work. Maybe sniping is not for you."

The corners of Wang Yanbing's mouth twitched, and he was speechless for a moment after being shocked by what Zhang Chuan said.

He exerted more force and raised the gun steadily.

Zhang Chuan took a few steps back and looked at the timer in his hand:
"It's only been ten minutes. Considering this is your first training session, I won't let you hold it for too long."

"Half an hour is enough."

"But during training, if a bullet falls out of someone's scope, five minutes will be added for each time it falls out."

Upon hearing this, the newcomers almost laughed themselves to death.
What is going on?

This is too much!
Before the newcomers could even finish their complaints, their eyes involuntarily turned to Zhang Chuan again.

After Zhang Chuan finished talking to them, he didn't go to rest, but walked towards them instead.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Chuan neatly placed twenty mineral water bottles four hundred meters away from them.

At this moment, the newlyweds' hearts suddenly tightened.

Does Zhang Chuan want them to hit the mineral water bottle four hundred meters away in this state?

Just as everyone was in a daze, a clear voice exploded among the crowd of newcomers.

Song Kaifei's bullet fell to the ground!
"Oh my goodness!"

Song Kaifei blurted out a swear word, and then looked at Zhang Chuan who was 400 meters away.
"The head coach is so far away from us. I can quietly pick it up and put it back. I shouldn't be discovered, right?"

Wang Yanbing, who was standing next to him, had an expression of wanting to watch the fun and turned to look at Song Kaifei with a sly smile.

结果
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A clear sound also came from where Wang Yanbing was standing.

He turned around to look at Song Kaifei's open space, his hand slipped, and the bullet fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Oh my god! My bullet fell too!"

Wang Yanbing quickly reached out to pick up the bullet, while keeping an eye on Zhang Chuan, trying to secretly put the bullet back.

As he looked around.
Zhang Chuan, who was arranging props, suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Wang Yanbing.

Which soldier doesn’t have sharp eyes?
Wang Yanbing was very sure that Zhang Chuan was staring at him!
Is Zhang Chuan a monster? He can hear the sound of a bullet falling from four hundred meters away?
And he didn't speak loudly, he kept speaking in a low voice!

Zhang Chuan stared at Wang Yanbing with a smile, and Wang Yanbing suddenly felt a chill rushing to his head.

Although the idea was proposed by Song Kaifei, he had no time to put it into action.

The props had been arranged by Zhang Chuan, who walked towards Wang Yanbing slowly.

Watching Zhang Chuan approaching step by step, Wang Yanbing's heart was beating like thunder.

"If I'm not mistaken, you just wanted to pick up the bullet and put it back on the sight, hoping to get away with it, right?" Zhang Chuan bent down and asked Wang Yanbing with a smile.

Looking at Zhang Chuan's smile, Wang Yanbing's heart was beating fast. Even though the sun was directly overhead, he felt a chill on his back.

"me."

Wang Yanbing's tongue was tied.

"Add ten minutes."

Zhang Chuan picked up the bullet and gently placed it on the sight - this is a job that requires an excellent sense of balance.

Wang Yanbing dared not say anything about the punishment. If he did not pick up the bullet and just wanted to put the sight back, he might be punished for five minutes.

But who made me do this in vain?

(End of this chapter)