Zhang Yan followed closely and soon walked to the stadium, but he came to return the gun.

"Beautiful Nan!"

"what?"

"What's the name of that referee?"

"What are you asking about this?"

"His name is Dou Wei!"

Seeing Fang Xiaoping suddenly speak, Zhang Yan and Fan Nan turned their heads and looked over at the same time.

"Dou Wei used to be the company commander of the Sword Sniper Company of the Southern Kingdom. Later, he was transferred to the Special Forces Academy for some unknown reason. He is now a sniper class in the third grade and also takes a part-time job as an elite non-commissioned officer class."

After listening to Fang Xiaoping's introduction, Zhang Yan couldn't help laughing.

"Caidao, do you have a story with Dou Wei?"

As soon as he heard that there was a story, Fan Nan immediately became energetic and looked at Fang Xiaoping and urged: "Speak quickly, talk quickly!"

"He and I participated in the same sniper training team and asked him about related questions."

"It's that simple?"

"What do you mean is that Dou Wei has strong sniper combat capabilities?"

Fang Xiaoping nodded very seriously and then changed the topic.

"Let's watch the game!"

"Okay!"

The three of them immediately turned their attention to the field. At this time, the players participating in the finals had completed the draw and decided the order of their appearance.

After Liu Siqi read his number, he found Guli Nazha.

"Nazha, what number are you?"

"No. 6, where are you?"

As Guli Nazha said, she took the number ball in her hand to Liu Siqi.

"I'm right behind you, dangdang--"

Liu Siqi seemed very excited and directly lit up the number ball, which read the number [7].

After confirming the order of Liu Siqi's appearance, Guli Nazha couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Siqi, do you know what number Wang Jingze is?"

"Why? I'll fall in love with you so quickly?"

"Oh! Don't make a fuss! You know, I don't mean what you said."

"Then are you interested in Zhang Yan?"

"You, oh—"

Faced with Liu Siqi's joke, Gulina was really unable to resist. In desperation, she simply turned her head and looked to the side.

"Oh what? Don't be so stingy!

I'll just think that you like Instructor Zhang!"

Liu Siqi said, turning Guli Nazha over, and then showed a deep smirk at Guli Nazha.

"By the way, that guy Zhang Yan still cares a lot about you!

Not only did you impart experience, but you also followed!"

Guli Nazha looked in the direction Liu Siqi pointed, and was stunned when she saw Zhang Yan talking to Fan Nan.

"Hey, hey--"

Liu Siqi called Guli Nazha, and without replying, he reached out to Guli Nazha's eyes and shook it a few times, which made Guli Nazha come to his senses.

"Silly girl, if you like it, go and say it!"

"If you say something else, I will ignore you!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say it, okay?

Then let’s talk about the actions taught by Instructor Zhang!

Do you think it can work?"

"It should be possible?" Guli Nazha was also a little confused and not only frowned.

But he quickly added: "Let's look at other people's actions and find the gap, don't you know?"

"beep--"

"Player No. 1, take your place!"

The number one contestant was a fourth-grade student. After hearing the order, he immediately walked towards the shooting area.

Looking at his back, the team that was already a little noisy immediately became quiet.

"Naza, you stare at his tactical movements, I stare at his shooting movements."

"good!"

Both women stared at the figure of player No. 1, and at the same time, they couldn't help but clenched their hands.

Dou Wei stood behind the starting line of the 100-meter sports shooting field, holding a walkie-talkie in one hand and a stopwatch in the other, with a very cold expression.

After the No. 1 player was in place, he took a look and did not make any extra moves.

"No. 1, are you ready?"

“It’s ready!”

"Listen to my orders! Get ready!"

The voice fell, and the number one player immediately put his chest in his back, held the gun in both hands, and took a step back with his right leg, posing in a position of attacking at any time.

"go ahead--!"

Before the sound could fall, the No. 1 player rushed out like a cheetah.

"Siqi, he has a strong explosive power!"

"Well! Nazha, look first.

Let's talk about it when he finishes the game."

"good!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Three gunshots came in succession, and three targets fell to the ground.

Then, the No. 1 player suddenly bent down, made a right-turning action, and hid behind a "low wall".

The low wall here is not a real wall, but a ridge of about 40 cm temporarily piled up by personnel using sand and soil.

There are many similar obstacles, including foxgloves, gasoline barrels, sandbags, etc. These obstacles are Dou Wei's modification of the competition venue, and the purpose is to be closer to actual combat.

While obstructing people from attacks, obstacles also block people's sight.

After confirming safety, contestant No. 1 immediately rolled to the edge of the low wall, then poked his head out to attempt to conduct reconnaissance activities.

However, no one expected that as soon as he rolled to the edge of the low wall, a target suddenly popped up on the other side of the low wall!

What’s even more funny is that the target is the “character target,” the specific image is a terrorist holding an AK rifle!

This kind of target is often used in the training of [Urban Special Operations], but Dou Wei didn't expect that he would bring it to the field.

Although the No. 1 player's reaction speed was also very fast, he immediately rolled around several times after discovering the image target, and at the same time, he quickly killed the terrorist.

However, the instructors present shook their heads.

"That guy is finished!"

Hearing Liu Siqi's feelings, Guli Nazha did not speak, but sighed.

With rich practical experience, she naturally knows why.

“This venue is so fucked!”

"Well, what are you?"

"All, okay! Don't be so fussy!

Don’t you think it would be more enjoyable to express your inner feelings like this?"

"Uh, that's fine!"

Guli Nazha smiled helplessly. In fact, it was not that she could not accept the swearing words, but that she was just surprised by a girl's swearing words.

While the two of them were talking, their eyes were always staring at the progress of the field.

Player No. 1 passed by obstacles such as low walls, foxgloves, bullet craters, etc., and finally ended the game overtime.
To be continued...