Lao Gao breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "Then you are busy, I'll leave first." After walking to the door of the tent, he turned his head in embarrassment: "That... don't tell your captain about tonight."

"Ah? What's going on tonight?" Zheng Yingqi said in disguise. Lao Gao finally regained his expression as an iron-blooded captain and walked out calmly. As a result, as soon as he left the door, he saw Yuan Lang walking over from a distance.

Lao Gao felt nervous and acted like I was ignoring the loss, "What is this for Squadron Yuan?"

Yuan Lang said leisurely: "Like you, but I'm hurrying for you."

Lao Gao:...

...

Finally, it was the long-awaited turn of gun shooting. The rookies who were holding their breath wanted to let the old birds see. They were also experts in gun play, not the ones who said: they didn’t even sell popsicles!

Under the dark night, the rookies with gas smell stood on the black shooting range, feeling a lot of cold.

Shoot now?

Even the ostrich, who is most confident in his marksmanship, wants to bury his head in the sand.

"Where is the gun, right on the tarpaulin," Zheng Yingqi stood in front of a table and pointed at a pile of parts: "There are ten such tables in total. All the parts can be made up enough weapons for you to use, assemble the guns, and then enter the shooting position to shoot the target. It is not difficult to finish two magazines within the specified time, right?"

"Repeat, it's a target shooting, not a mouse bullet. The specified time is to give you more, just 120 seconds!"

Zhuang Yan couldn't help but shout for a report.

"It's you again? Why do I think the code name of Rookie No. 85 is so evil? It's a big deal!"

Zhuang Yan suppressed his anger and said, "How can he hit the target with such conditions? Moreover, after assembling the gun, he still has to correct the muzzle. 2 minutes is not enough!"

"Oh," Zheng Yingqi sighed and shouted: "Rookie No. 77!"

"Come!" Chengcai immediately responded.

"You said, am I too kind?"

"Yes!" Chengcai answered without hesitation. Yuan Lang almost eliminated Tuo Yonggang! And he still can't forget what Yuan Lang said when he eliminated himself.

Zhuang Yan sneered, and even looked down upon Chengcai, a trainee who performed well. He flattered and slapped him!

Seeing this scene, Zheng Yingqi shook his head. He did not have the habit of digging three pits in one step. Moreover, Zhuang Yan's ability to tolerate this time made him not want to eliminate him like this. Just as he said in Lao A's review at that time, he joined Lao A to let more ordinary troops understand the special forces, so he would "open the back door" during training, allowing many soldiers who were destined to be eliminated to receive some training methods of special forces.

And these eliminated soldiers will bring back a lot of the knowledge of special forces back to the old troops like seeds!

This is also considered an alternative flowering fruit.

"Tao Yonggang!"

"arrive!"

"Wu Zhe!"

"arrive!"

"Xu Sanduo!"

"Lianhu!"

"Come!" "Come!"

Zheng Yingqi ordered four people in succession, then smiled at the rookies: "Let you take advantage first and see how the instructor plays!"

"Show it for the rookies!"

"yes!"

This was the first time the instructors took action. The rookies held their breath and looked nervously. With Zheng Yingqi's order, the four of them rushed to a table and quickly assembled weapons among the piles of parts - two nine-five two eight-one bars. After getting the magazine, almost at the same time, the four of them rushed to the shooting position.

Without any correction of the muzzle, the four people started shooting.

It is not a point shot, but a single shot, but a single shot hits a near point shot frequency.

It was useless to assemble and shoot, and the four of them completed the shooting one after another for two minutes. Then the target paper was trotted and brought it over. Zheng Yingqi directly used a magazine to hold the target paper down:

"Do you want to see the ring count? Let's watch it when you finish the fight. I'm afraid that after you finish the reading, you will never have the courage to pick up weapons again!"

"Drop the gun and throw it inside, novices, listen to my command!"

Xu Sanduo and the other four quickly dismantled the weapons in their hands into parts and threw them into the pile of guns. Then Zheng Yingqi ordered:

"start!"

The novices rushed to the table and started assembling among the numerous parts in a hurry. If it was a single gun, they could complete the assembly in more than ten seconds. However, the two different models of parts were mixed together, and there were at least six guns on each table, which was too difficult to assemble.

Only when a successful person completed the assembly with a dazzling speed, when others were still struggling to find parts, they rushed to the shooting position and opened fire at a speed almost the same as the instructor.

It was not until Chengcai finished a magazine that someone completed the assembly and rushed over to open fire, but their efficiency of firing was more than twice as bad as Chengcai!

"Time is here!"

Zheng Yingqi shouted that after the time was up, the rookies ceased fire, and then under the supervision of the instructor, the guns were dismantled into parts. At this time, the target paper that was almost unmoved was also taken over by the instructors and sent them one by one.

"You first study this brand new target paper, see your luck, let me consider the words and find some sentences that can describe you."

Zheng Yingqi said slowly, and the rookies' faces turned blue and white, and took the target paper, waiting for Zheng Yingqi to come with a storm.

After a long time, after the sky got up, Zheng Yingqi sighed: "Forget it, I can't find it anymore. After all, your level, what words are used to describe it is a defilement of language."

The gray wolf looked at Zheng Yingqi in shock. He thought that Zheng Yingqi should have squirted hard, but he didn't expect that Zheng Yingqi would say such a thing.

He thought to himself: I'm so heartless!

Sure enough, these words made the rookies more uncomfortable than vicious insults.

"Report, I want to see the instructor's achievements." This time it was Geng Jihui who spoke. Zheng Yingqi walked over with a look of surprise and walked around Geng Jihui for several times before snatching the target paper in Geng Jihui's hand. Looking at the two holes on it, he smiled strangely:

"Okay, 47 rounds of bullets, and two rounds were on the target - this is a good luck! Come on, let's have a gambler first!"

Geng Jihui:...

No one applauded, and Zheng Yingqi didn't care and threw four parts of the target paper on the ground: "Look at it well! After reading it, all of you will assemble the guns here for three hours!"

Geng Jihui picked up the target paper full of bullet holes. Although the results above are no longer judged, most bullet holes are concentrated between the 7th and 10th rings.

"This is...fake..." Chen Xiwa leaned forward and looked at Suiji, swallowing her saliva.

"This is true." Chengcai glanced at the honest child: "Do you think they will use a fake copy to deceive people?"

Wu Liuyi and Shi Jin's expressions are the strangest. How strong will Zheng Yingqi, who has always dominated the 7th company before shooting?

But... if you are strong, how can you become like this?

Then the rookies realized what kind of terrifying strength the instructors who regarded them as idiots had!

It was from this time that no one quit easily again - the remaining 35 days passed by, and only two people chose to quit, while most of them were silently persevering.

Because they want to learn a whole range of skills,

For the rest of the days, the instructors really taught them again, but their attitude was still bad.

In such an atmosphere, time flies and it reaches the elimination training stage.

...

In the tent, Zheng Yingqi was wearing a regular dress and had a solemn face.

Yuan Lang and Lao Gao sat not far away, with Lao A's confidentiality regulations in front of him - next, they had a conversation, a very unfair conversation.

Chen Xiwa and second-level non-commissioned officer Liu Yong came outside the tent and shouted together: "Report!"

"Come in!"

The two walked in and saluted.

Zheng Yingqi returned the salute solemnly and said, "Please sit down."

Please sit?

Chen Xiwa and Liu Yong were shocked and looked at each other, and they both saw fear in each other's eyes - the tyrant told them to sit down?

Something is going to happen!

After the two of them sat down uneasy, Zheng Yingqi sat down and pushed the two big glasses of beer in front of them.

"Drink first." Zheng Yingqi signaled the two to drink it. Chen Xiwa hurriedly said: "Instructor, we can't drink."

Liu Yong also said: "Instructor, I don't know how to drink."

"Drink it!" Zheng Yingqi said subconsciously, and the two of them had to pick up the cup and drink it as soon as they wanted to drink!

The "beer" with foam into the throat is sweet and delicious.

Liu Yong widened his eyes, thinking that there was something wrong with his taste, so he took another sip, staring at the big glass of "beer" in his hand in a daze, with only one thought in his mind:

When will the wine become sweet?

Chen Xiwa also had a similar mentality. He asked foolishly: "Instructor, why is this wine so sweet?"

"This is not wine, it's a prop - a prop that disappoints you, do you understand? Just like what we have shown during this period, it's all fake." Zheng Yingqi said with a smile. This time his smile was very relaxed. Liu Yong looked at the smile, but became solemn.

"Fake it? What does it mean?" Chen Xiwa was relatively simple and did not react. Instead, he asked in a daze, but Zheng Yingqi could see clearly, and his hand holding the cup was trembling.

"The bad things you see and our disrespectful military discipline are all fake, including my ruthlessness towards you. By the way, you secretly call me a tyrant, that is to say, the tyrant you see is fake - performed." Zheng Yingqi explained.

"And today, I called you here to ask you to help..."
Chapter completed!