Chapter 27 What? You want me to be your instructor? I still want to train!

The scorers at the shooting range began to announce the shooting results one by one.
As expected, for most people, there were very few bullet holes, and hitting one or two bullets was the norm.

However, when it was the turn of the guy nicknamed "Paratrooper" to take the stage, he actually hit the target seven times. Even Zhuang Yan, Lao Pao, Geng Jihui and other team members who were recognized for their excellent marksmanship only hit three or four times.

Although this result is not outstanding in a military camp full of top players, compared with the performance of the previous two groups, it has undoubtedly made a name for itself.

Deng Zhenhua was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling: "Hehe, although seven shots is still a long way from the passing line, I am currently ranked first in our team. Lao Zhang, this time I can finally beat you in a game..."

Before he finished speaking, with the word "了" still lingering in his throat, the intercom reported Zhang Chuan's score on the target paper.

"Target number ten, all the bullets hit the target!"

After the target reporter finished his report, he paused deliberately, his tone revealing an undisguised surprise.

Obviously, this professional who has been working at the shooting range for many years was also deeply shocked by Zhang Chuan's results.

They have been guarding the target trench for many years. Apart from the high school team's amazing performance of hitting all the targets just now, Zhang Chuan is the only one who can reach such a high level over the years!

What is even more shocking is that he is actually a green hand recruit!
When the target reporter said this, not only were all the instructors moved, but the new recruits participating in the training camp also widened their eyes, looked stunned, and looked at Zhang Chuan in unison.

How is it possible... to hit them all?
What an international joke!
It’s ok that you’re fast at disassembling and assembling guns, but your shooting speed is even faster than that of Doghead Lao Gao, and you can hit the target every time!
So, doesn't that mean your shooting skills are better than that of Lao Gao?
"This kid..."

When the high school team heard Zhang Chuan's result, their eyes flickered with satisfaction.

After waiting for so long, I finally got such an outstanding seedling!

From two hundred meters away, without any aiming assistance equipment, he completed the assembly of the gun and shot accurately in a short period of time, and all the shots hit the center of the bull's eye.

In the entire Wolf Fang Special Forces, no one can match him except himself!
Zhang Chuan slightly turned his head to look at Deng Zhenhua and said calmly, "I'm sorry, paratrooper, I made you so happy for nothing."

Deng Zhenhua: “…”

I wasn't just being happy for nothing. I was clearly crushed by you in all aspects, wasn't I?
Is your achievement something a normal human being can achieve?
The shooting is faster than that of a dog's head, and all the bullets hit the bull's eye. Is that right?
I can tolerate your incredible physical fitness and your top-notch fighting skills, but why are you so good at shooting, which requires talent?

We are all new recruits, why are you so outstanding?

You are so awesome, how embarrassed are we teammates?

Do you know that you are so awesome that we teammates look like losers?
Zhuang Yan and Lao Pao, two teammates from the same unit as Zhang Chuan, knew that Zhang Chuan had excellent shooting skills.
But I didn't expect to reach such a level.

At this moment, they even felt a little sympathy for the recruit No. 22 who voluntarily withdrew from the competition.

If the high school team was able to achieve all the goals because he was a soldier king, it was the result of years of hard work in the special forces.
What about Zhang Chuan?

He is a new recruit like everyone else, but he can achieve this level.

This means that achieving such results is not out of reach, but their current strength is far from enough.

This is why they cannot become special forces yet!
Only by going through the brutal training of special forces can you surpass yourself!
Realizing this, the fighting spirit of all the recruits was rekindled, and each of them was eager to become stronger under the training of the special forces.

After a brief silence, the target reporter continued to report the hits of the remaining personnel.

When all the results were announced, the high school team faced all the recruits and said sternly, "You should know clearly what your results were, right?"

"Think back to how you were easily defeated by my soldiers during the selection phase, without any chance of fighting back. How have you fared after this period of training?"

"Only those who have endured hardships can rise to the top. What right do you have to be arrogant in front of me?" Captain Gao said, pointing his finger at Zhang Chuan and saying to everyone, "Look at No. 08. Whether it is physical fitness or shooting skills, why is he so much better than you? Is it just because of his talent?"

"Why don't you reflect on how much effort others put in, and how much you put in, at the same time, in the same place, and with the same training subjects?"

After hearing this, all the recruits showed shame on their faces and lowered their heads.

The high school team's words were like a sharp knife, piercing their hearts.

They all saw how Zhang Chuan trained, and they felt that they could not match his life-threatening spirit.

Of course, talent is a factor, but at least in terms of attitude, Zhang Chuan is far superior to them.

Without the determination and courage to fight to the death, how can you have the strength to scare the enemy to death?

The voices of the high school team suddenly rose, like the beating of a war drum. "From now on, all the time in the early morning will be used to strengthen this subject! There will be enough bullets. If the gun is broken, it will be replaced immediately. Within half a month, if the results are still not up to standard, you will be eliminated immediately!"

"Bring all the bullets here! Let them practice without stopping for a moment!"

"Yes!"

Following the order from the high school team, the old soldiers of Langya quickly brought over a dozen boxes full of bullets.

Looking at the boxes full of bullets, all the recruits couldn't help but gasp and felt a chill down their spines.

If I shoot all these bullets, my hands and shoulders will probably be covered with thick calluses!

This is to train them to death!

"Number 08!"

The high school team shouted at Zhang Chuan.

"To!"

Zhang Chuan answered promptly.

"In the early mornings of the next half month, you will join the instructor team and work with the instructors to guide them in improving their shooting skills!"

The high school team issued instructions.

"Ah? Let me be the instructor?"

Zhang Chuan was stunned for a moment.

Am I not a new soldier in training?

How did you become an instructor?

Won't you train me anymore?

Aiya, I go!

But I still want to train!
(End of this chapter)