Unlimited lottery system of special forces

Chapter 122 Special Forces Competition

"Then seize the opportunity to pick up the gun on the ground and fight back, but the reaction time is only one to two seconds." Zhuang Yan continued: "If you can't judge whether there is a bullet in the gun within one to two seconds, then There are only two cases."

"Yes! You are lucky."

"If not."

"You can only pray to God that there are no bullets in the enemy's guns."

"Of course, if you think of another way to fight back."

"Then congratulations."

"You survived."

"The next thing is about the speed of shooting." Zhuang Yan continued.

"When you encounter the enemy at close range, the speed of shooting is the only condition that can determine your life or death."

Zhuang Yan looked at the faces of the two who were taught, feeling satisfied for the first time in his heart, and continued after a pause.

"Remember, if you're in close quarters with an enemy, don't hit the head or the heart if you can't be sure who's shooting faster."

"Unless you hit directly between the eyebrows, the enemy still has the consciousness and strength to fight back. If you are lucky, you will only be injured, and if you are not lucky, you will die."

"Instructor, is that a abdominal beating?" Wang Yanbing asked.

Zhuang Yan nodded and said, "Yes, but there is one more place, and that is the crotch."

"Hitting the enemy's abdomen at close range, the powerful impact of the bullet and human instinct will make the person bend down, and the gun in his hand will point to the ground. At this time, you will have the opportunity to fire a second shot."

"As for hitting the crotch, I don't think I need to say anything more." Zhuang Yan said with a smile.

Indeed not.

Because that place is where a man is most vulnerable and also feels the most pain. The piercing pain will make people feel that life is worse than death, and naturally there will be no threat to themselves.

"Report!" Yang Lai shouted.

Zhuang Yan looked at Yang Lai and said, "Say!"

Yang Lai scratched his head and asked, "Instructor, how can I make myself shoot faster, and accurately hit the enemy's vitals, killing me with one shot?"

Zhuang Yan nodded: "This question is very good. The most basic requirement is hard training. In addition, you need to have active motor nerves, quick thinking, accurate eyesight, a sixth sense and your own talent."

Wang Yanbing asked subconsciously: "Instructor, I understand everything else, but what is the sixth sense?"

Zhuang Yan smiled and said: "The sixth sense, to put it bluntly, is the advance perception of danger.

"Don't think that this kind of thing is so mysterious that it doesn't exist."

"Every veteran who has been on the battlefield, their perception of danger is very accurate."

"It's like you are going home alone at night, passing through a dark alley, but at this moment, the hairs on your body stand on end, and your brain will send out a warning to let you go another way." Zhuang Yan made a simple analogy.

"Okay, let's talk about what needs to be said, the next thing you need to train is the speed of drawing guns and firing continuously."

"It's actually very simple, just tie two stones on your arms, and then keep drawing and shooting."

"When you draw your guns, the shooting time is stable within 13 seconds, and you have completed the training."

As he spoke, Zhuang Yan looked at the two of them, pointed to the side and said, "There are already four bricks and a lot of gravel prepared for you."

"At the beginning, you tie one piece first, and then tie two pieces after you get used to it, and move now." Zhuang Yan pulled out his pistol like lightning, and fired a shot into the sky.

Wang Yanbing and Yang Lai ran towards the stone pile without hesitation.

With this run, the days of suffering for the two of them officially began.

Half a month later, under the two people's day and night training, they finally reached Zhuang Yan's requirement within 13 seconds and stabilized successfully with two bricks tied.

For half a month, the training was still going on, and Lin Mu also appeared on the training ground from time to time.

"Boy, I heard that you, the chief instructor, are very leisurely!" The dog's tall voice reached Lin Mu's ears.

"Captain, I don't, I'm not, don't listen to other people's nonsense." Lin Mu saluted the dog-headed Lao Gao.

"Well, I don't know how you've lived these three months, kid? With these people, you can find out just by asking." The dog-headed Lao Gao looked at Lin Mu with a smile on his lips.

Lin Mu looked around at the old birds guarding around, and smacked his lips for a while, not knowing what to say.

"Are those rookies who trained alone coming back today?" the dog-headed old Gao asked.

"Yes, Captain." Lin Mu nodded.

"Okay, I want to see how your training is going. If it doesn't work, you'll be beaten up." The dog-headed boss threatened.

Before Lin Mu could speak, there was a roar of a car engine in the distance, and an off-road vehicle galloped towards him, followed by the screeching sound of brakes.

The ostrich opened the door and got out of the car, followed by He Chenguang, Song Kaifei, Li Cong, and Luo Yang, carrying an 88 sniper wrapped in green cloth strips, and came out of the car in a file.

The bodies of the four of them were covered in mud, and they could smell the unpleasant, even pungent, smell from a long distance away.

It's just that the four of them touched the oil paint with confident smiles on their faces.

Lin Mu looked at the ostrich, and the ostrich nodded and said, "According to the standard you gave me, boss, all of these people passed the test. In the final confrontation, these four people concealed themselves very well, and almost fooled me."

Lin Mu smiled, and at this time there was another sound of a car engine, it was the truck that Lao Pao was driving.

The truck stopped beside Lin Mu.

Lao Pao, Li Erniu and Zhao Jia jumped out of the car at the same time.

And the appearance of these two people is not much better than that of He Chenguang and the others.

Be strong.

That is, there is no mud on the body, but the original color is no longer visible, and the hair is attached to the top of the head in strands, and there are grass blades hanging on it.

Lao Pao looked at Lin Mu and said, "I have nothing to teach him, what she needs now is actual combat."

Then came Zhuang Yan, Wang Yanbing and Yang Lai.

Qiangzi and Wu Qiong Li Linpei.

The hygienist and Xu Tianlong and Li Tian are back.

Judging from their looks, it was obvious that the closed special training for half a month had worked well, so Lin Mu didn't ask any more questions.

"For half a month, the aura on them actually gave me a sense of oppression. It seems that the future training camps will be carried out according to the method of Lin Mu." The dog-headed old man looked at the rookie like a primitive man , I thought so in my heart.

"Captain, are you satisfied with how it is?" Lin Mu looked at the old dog head and asked.

"Well, yes, it looks a little bit, but what I say doesn't count. The results of the special forces competition three months later count." The dog-headed Lao Gao looked at Lin Mu and said.

"Special forces competition?" Lin Mu scratched his head and asked in doubt.

"There seems to be no military competition in the original drama! Why is this popping up now?" Lin Mu murmured in his heart.

(End of this chapter)