Special Forces: Fusion of Deadshot Talent at the Start Chapter 242

Chapter 242: Sniper rifle, are you interested?

The next skill training will be led by Zhang Chuan himself.

In the first half of the month, the high school team led the training of these new recruits.

Zhang Chuan doesn't have many opportunities to show up, but every time he comes, the recruits have to accept all kinds of "special care" from him.

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

After half a month of hard work, their mental state was completely different from when they first arrived.

Zhang Chuan stood quietly in front of the recruits. Hearing that Zhang Chuan would personally be 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 talked about human feelings or empty talk about theory.

If they disobey orders, only severe punishment awaits them.

If anyone dares to question it?

Don't even think about it. Zhang Chuan's extraordinary ability cannot be matched by several instructors together.

Although Zhang Chuan was extremely strict with them and kept 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.

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

Zhang Chuan looked at the male and female recruits 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 bright eyes.

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

Zhang Chuan asked.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Extremely superficial." Zhang Chuan snorted coldly:

"A top sniper must also be a top marksman, a first-class camouflage master, a reconnaissance expert, a physical master, and a data analyst!"

"Moreover, at the mental level, they are far superior to ordinary special forces. Stress resistance, endurance, mental strength, pain tolerance, hunger tolerance, heat tolerance, cold tolerance, etc."

"If you fail to meet any of the above criteria, you cannot become a truly top sniper, you can only be a third-rate sniper!"

"If you don't want to become a top sniper, you all should go back to your original army and practice at fixed targets! What I need is a sniper who can shoot a headshot from a thousand meters away!

What I need is a sniper with a sniper rifle who can lurk in the enemy's hinterland for three days and three nights, just for the best shooting opportunity at that moment! "

"Passing the first half month of selection training does not mean that you have already stood out. 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's training ended, and the recruits were immediately taken to

Under the scorching sun, there were twenty people, each holding a sniper rifle in their hands.

Everyone's sleeves were rolled up.

Their elbows rested on the sun-heated stones.

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

On the scope, Zhang Chuan placed bullets one by one with his own hands. If there was a slight shake, the bullets would fall off.

Time passed by, and at first, the recruits could hold on.

But as time went on, their arms slowly started to get sore.

After pressing his elbow against the stone for a long time, his skin was worn and bloodshot.

Sweat dripped on the stone and evaporated quickly.

Everyone's body was shaking slightly.

"Report, Chief... Chief Instructor, how long are we going to keep raising our guns?"

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

Zhang Chuan lay leisurely on the stone behind them, looking at them with his legs crossed, "You can't stand it for 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 to Wang Yanbing, saying with a look of disgust:

"Forget it if it doesn't work. Maybe sniper is not suitable for you."

The corners of Wang Yanbing's mouth twitched, and Zhang Chuan was speechless for a moment.

He exerted another 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 now. Considering it's your first training, I won't let you lift for too long."

"Half an hour is enough."

"But during training, if a bullet falls off someone's scope, five minutes will be added for each bullet that falls off."

Upon hearing this, the newcomers almost laughed out loud. .

What's going on!

This is too much!

Before the complaints in the newcomers' hearts could bubble up, their eyes involuntarily looked at Zhang Chuan again.

After Zhang Chuan finished speaking to them, he didn't even go to rest. Instead, he walked towards them.

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

At this moment, the hearts of the newcomers suddenly tightened.

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

Everyone was in a daze when a clear sound rang out among the newcomers.

Song Kaifei's bullet fell to the ground!

"Oh my God!"

Song Kaifei blurted out a curse word, and then looked at Zhang Chuan four hundred meters away.

"The head coach is so far away from us. If I picked it up quietly and put it back, I wouldn't be discovered, right?"

Wang Yanbing, who was standing next to him, looked like he was just watching the excitement, and turned to look at Song Kaifei with a wicked smile.

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snap—

A crisp sound also sounded from where Wang Yanbing was standing.

He looked back at Song Kaifei's gap, his hand slipped, and the bullet fell to the ground with a "snap".

"Oh my God! I lost my bullet too!"

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

Just when he was looking around.

Zhang Chuan, who was placing props, suddenly turned his head and looked directly at Wang Yanbing.

Which soldier doesn't have sharp eyes?

Wang Yanbing was very sure that Zhang Chuan was staring at him!

Could this guy Zhang Chuan be a monster? He could even hear the sound of bullets falling to the ground 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 cold air rushing to his forehead.

Although Song Kaifei came up with this idea, he didn't have time to take action yet.

The props had been set up by Zhang Chuan, who walked over to Wang Yanbing unhurriedly.

Seeing Zhang Chuan approaching step by step, Wang Yanbing's heart beat like thunder.

"If I read it correctly, you just wanted to pick up the bullet and put it back on the sight, so you could get away with it, right?" Zhang Chuan bent down and asked Wang Yanbing with a smile.

Seeing Zhang Chuan's smile, Wang Yanbing's heart pounded. Even though the sun was directly above his head, he felt chills on his back.

"I me."

Wang Yanbing was tongue-tied.

"Add ten minutes."

Zhang Chuan picked up the bullet and placed it gently 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 didn't pick up the bullet and just wanted to put the sight back, he might be fined five minutes.

But who makes himself unnecessary?

(End of chapter)

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