"I finally waited for this day!"

"Look at me wearing poplars with hundreds of steps, piu~piu~piu!"

"Management is a man who wants to be a sniper!"

"Hahaha--"

"Wang Yunteng, do you want to make us laugh to death?

A man who is also a sniper? Then what are you? Pavlyuchenko II?"

"Go downstairs quickly! What are you still rushing to?"

The instructor's shouts rang behind him, and the rookies no longer dared to delay and hurried downstairs.

Soon, the rookies finished the whole team downstairs.

Then, under the leadership of the instructors, he ran to the shooting training ground.

It’s still the same rule, go to the circle to warm up first.

However, this time the rookies have an extra 95 rifle and two empty magazines on them.

In theory, it is lightweight running.

“From the fifth lap, the physical fitness of the G group showed a significant decline;

The three groups d, e, and f also showed obvious difficulties.

A, b, c, three groups, normal!”

After listening to Fan Nan's report, Zhang Yan nodded calmly.

Based on the training data of the rookies, they divided the rookies into seven echelons in order from strong to weak, and this result can be said to be as expected.

"Open another tier to record the data of light-fit training."

"It's done!"

Fan Nan shook the tablet in his hand at Zhang Yan, and his smile was full of swearing, which made people want to give him a few tricks.

"hehe--"

Zhang Yan glanced at him, sneered, and turned his attention to the rookies.

Shooting training is about to begin!

For rookies, shooting means being able to touch the gun, which is exciting!

After all, being a soldier and carrying a gun always comes together.

Moreover, many people came to the barracks with guns.

However, shooting training means danger to veterans, there are too many uncontrollable factors...

Only Zhang Yan has experienced shooting training accidents, which are double-digit!

"Duck 21, duck 21, all cheer up!

Call a call, two, three, four!"

“One, two, three, four!”

Accompanied by the shouts, the team went from far to near, and soon arrived in front of Zhang Yan.

After the on-duty instructor finished the report, Zhang Yan stood in front of the team.

"Are you tired?"

“Not tired!”

Listening to the deafening roar, Zhang Yan deliberately slashed his ears in front of the rookies.

“It’s fake not to be tired!

I'm not blind, don't wipe the sweat from your face if you have the ability!"

"Puchi--"

"Report!"

"Don't talk about those scenes in the future, it's useless!

Don’t play silly here, do you understand?”

"clear!"

"Then let me ask another question, are you happy?"

"happy!"

Hearing this answer, Zhang Yan's face suddenly turned dark.

"You don't know what I'm asking, just be happy?"

"Report! It's a gun!"

Zhang Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and looked at Lin Guodong in the crowd. This kid is very handsome!

"That's right! It's because of the gun!

What is a gun? A gun is a weapon!

To put it more directly, guns are used to kill people!

Don’t tell me who is good and bad. As long as the bullet hits a person, it is killing people! Is there any difference?

So, before training, I want to make some requests for you:

First: The gun is not accurate to the person!

Second: The gun is not allowed to be pointed at your own people!

Third: Never point the gun at your own people!

Remember what I say, never forget! Do you understand it?"

"clear!"

Zhang Yan suddenly raised his right hand, raised his index finger, and pointed at the rookies.

"If I find that the violation is violated, I will bear the consequences!"

After saying that, Zhang Yan took a few steps back and distanced himself from the rookies.

"Train the class as a unit, lead the training!"

After a while, the novices were taken to their designated location.

“From this week, you officially start shooting training.

Have you learned the basic data and usage methods of Formula 95?"

"Sure!"

"very good!

Lin Guodong, tell me about the relevant data of the Type 95 rifle."

“Ah? Ah! Report!

That, the instructor, what did you say?"

Zhang Yan glanced at Lin Guodong but said nothing.

Looking at the boy's busy look, he knew the boy's answer!

Lin Guodong looked left and right in a panic, but the rookies next to him did not dare to pay attention to him.

After a while, Zhang Yan suddenly sneered.

"Did you forget or remember?"

“Didn’t remember.”

“Did you see the runway behind me?

400 meters, within 55 seconds, move forward—”

Lin Guodong ran away when he was stuttering, and the speed was much faster than answering questions!

"Zhao Tianyang, you answer!"

"Report! The total gun of the Type 95 automatic rifle weighs 3.25 kilograms and the length of the gun is 746 mm..."

Soon, Zhao Tianyang explained the basic data of Formula 95.

“Yeah, make do with it!

Next question, what are the assembled ammunitions of Type 95? What is the specific data of ammunition?"

"Report!"

Lin Guodong is back!
To be continued...