Chapter 25 All missed the target! Is this the Soldier King?

"Fire! Twenty seconds have passed, what are you waiting for?"
The high-ranking team leader, holding a telescope and locking his eyes on the target, roared angrily.

But the students in the first row were fiddling with their stuff against the clock.

In just twenty seconds, they had no chance of getting the thing done.

Finally, at the 25th second, a new recruit took the risk, prepared his weapon, and immediately opened fire at the human-shaped target.

But the sight was tightly covered and he couldn't aim accurately. He could only rely on his naked eyes and intuition to pull the trigger like a machine gun.

In the remaining ten seconds, we need to fire thirty bullets, which means we have to fire two bullets per second.

With such a crazy firing rate, the weapon in your hand must be shaking violently, and bullets are flying everywhere. It's difficult to hit the bull's eye!

bang bang bang...

In an instant, gunshots rang out all around, and the other students hurriedly put their weapons in place and opened fire.

Click!

Click!

……

Sadly, a few students were not very skilled and their bullets jammed after just a few shots.

The situation for others was not much better. Without any aiming tools, they had no idea where the bullet was going.

They can only rely on their feel, pull the trigger desperately, and pray that they will hit the target by chance.

Under the current circumstances, it is absolutely an impossible task to hit at least twenty out of thirty bullets!

Click!

Gray Wolf stared at the timer, and when it reached the 40th second, he immediately shouted, "Time's up, cease fire! Put down your weapons and stand up!"

bang bang...

It was not known whether he did not hear the order or insisted on continuing to fire, but the recruit at target position No. 5 fired two more shots after Gray Wolf shouted stop.

"Two points deducted!"

The high school captain gave the order with a grim face.

When everyone was standing in position, the voice of the shooting range reporter came into their ears through the intercom.

"Report! One shot hit target number one. Two shots hit target number two. One shot missed target number three. Target number four..."

When everyone heard the result, they were dumbfounded.

Each person had thirty bullets, and basically one or two of them hit the target.

No one hit more than three times!

"Target No. 15, one shot hit, over!"

At this time, the faces of the high school team were already gloomy.

"Only 28 bullets hit the 15 targets in total! I've never seen such a bad score in this shooting range. It's the first time in history! It's a disgrace to you, a bunch of self-proclaimed soldier kings! Deduct five points from all of you!"

The high school team lectured harshly.

"report!"

At this time, a new recruit was so angry that he shouted out loudly.

"Number 18, you say!"

The high school team responded.

Recruit No. 18 turned his head to face the high school team and shouted, "Instructor, we can't be blamed for such a bad result. The equipment was torn into pieces, and we were busy piecing it together. How could we have time to aim? What's more, the scope was blocked, so how could we aim? We can only shoot blindly!"

"You keep blabbing at objective factors. Deduct two points!" The senior captain first said to Gray Wolf, then yelled at the recruit No. 18: "Without a scope, you can't shoot? Suppose this is a battlefield, in the dark, and you can't aim well, you won't fight?"

Recruit No. 18 glared at the high team leader with a look of dissatisfaction, and had to turn away silently.

"Report! I want to quit!"

Suddenly, an angry voice was heard.

A recruit with the number 22 on his chest turned to face the high school team, his eyes full of resentment and anger, and shouted loudly.

Everyone was stunned.

I didn't expect No. 22 to be so decisive and choose to quit at this time.

It has not been easy for them to get all the way here. No one would be happy if they quit now.

Zhang Chuan recognized this guy. He was a platoon leader of a reconnaissance company of a night combat unit. He was quite capable. If he could hold on, he might become a special forces soldier!
The high school team looked at him expressionlessly, "Of course! Everyone has the right to give up. Just put your helmet on the flag-raising platform and you can leave at any time!"

"Report! This is not giving up, this is quitting!"

No. 22 shouted angrily: "Under these conditions, no one can achieve your so-called ideal results! You are humiliating us and torturing us in various ways! Just to satisfy your perverted vanity, twisted vanity!"

"I will not admit defeat unless you find someone to complete this shooting mission according to your requirements! Otherwise, I will quit now! Moreover, I will file a complaint to the military headquarters to express my contempt for the bad practices of your Wolf Fang Special Forces!"

The high school captain stared at him with sharp eyes, strode up to him, and the two stood face to face, less than half a meter apart.

Everyone around them could feel the anger in their eyes, as if they were about to fight in the next second.

The captain said in a deep voice: "I'll give you one more chance. Take back what you said just now and you can continue training. Otherwise, I'll find a guy. If he can complete this shooting mission according to your standards, you'll get out!"

"Never take it back!"

No. 22 shouted firmly, "I want to challenge you! If you can use the weapon I just used to achieve a passing score according to your standards, I will immediately admit defeat!"

"Tear down your thing."

The high school team gave the order coldly.

No. 22 walked straight to his target position without saying a word and tore the weapon in his hand into pieces.

"Gray Wolf, change the magazine!"

The high school team spoke.

"understand!"

Gray Wolf loaded a new, fully loaded magazine, "Ready!"

Captain Gao looked at No. 22 and said firmly, "I have been in the army longer than you have, and have been trained in the special forces longer. I will not take advantage of you!"

After saying that, the high school team asked Gray Wolf to hand over a black cloth and blindfolded him.

"Are we going to assemble this guy blindfolded?"

Everyone was shocked speechless by the scene before them.

Gray Wolf gave the order to start. All eyes were focused on the high school team, who reached out without hesitation and headed straight for the pile of scattered gun parts.

"Crack, crack!" The crisp sound of metal collision was heard.

Although his eyes were covered tightly with black cloth, Captain Gao's hands were like precision instruments equipped with a navigation system. Whether he was looking for parts or embedding them in the corresponding positions, his movements were astonishingly precise.

What is even more jaw-dropping is that he can hold two or three parts in one hand at the same time, operate them synchronously, and accurately insert them into the gun body one by one, as if there is an invisible magnetic force between his fingers, firmly sucking each part into place.

In this situation, how can one describe it with just one word "miraculous"!
The new recruits' eyes nearly popped out of their heads, their faces filled with shock, they couldn't believe their eyes.

In just 5 seconds, the high school team had assembled a complete gun and finally pulled the bolt with ease.

(End of this chapter)