Military: Let you report, you can easily catch the wanted criminal

Chapter 371 Provoked!

At this time, even the instructors in the trench were shocked.

He thought that Jiang Fan just wanted to try.

Unexpectedly, within three seconds, he would hit it!

Big brother, at any rate, you can also take a few shots, or you can aim for a longer time!
No matter how you look at it, it looks like you just hit the rhythm with a random shot. You make us instructors very embarrassed!
At a distance of 500 meters, to be able to hit with such precision, I am afraid that only those sniper gun masters can do it!

"This kid, he really excels in every subject!"

In the distance, Hongye trembled.

Violet smiled leisurely at Hongye: "Can't you do it too?"

Hongye smiled wryly: "We have been training for 20 years, and he has only been in the army for more than a year!"

"Before joining the army, he was just an ordinary person! I really don't understand how he trained to such a high level in more than a year!"

"I can't imagine, if he started training from a young age like us, now, I don't know how strong he will be!"

Violet just quietly looked at Jiang Fan's back on the field, without speaking.

On the scene, Jiang Fan continued to practice other shooting, and without accident, almost every shot hit.

The executive instructor behind him was almost shocked to doubt his life.

After practicing for about half an hour, Jiang Fan also felt that he was almost done, so he stopped and watched Long Xiaoyun's shooting next to him.

It was found that although Long Xiaoyun's marksmanship was not bad, it could reach the upper-middle level of special forces.

But if it's here, I'm afraid it's a little bit worse.

Simply, Jiang Fan stopped practicing and walked behind Long Xiaoyun.

Seeing Jiang Fan approaching, Long Xiaoyun was startled, "Jiang Fan, have you finished training?"

Jiang Fan nodded slightly, "Almost."

"Sister Yun, I found just now that your breathing rhythm doesn't seem to be very good when aiming. If you believe me, can you listen to my advice?"

After getting along for a period of time, the relationship between the two has become much more harmonious, and Jiang Fan simply called her Sister Yun.

Long Xiaoyun was a little puzzled and said: "But I have always breathed like this. Moreover, when I was doing special training before, the special instructors also said that my breathing rhythm is just right."

"Is there a problem?"

Jiang Fan: "According to the normal logic, it is correct. But sister Yun, you are a woman, and a woman's body is different from a man's body."

"Men have a longer and heavier breathing rhythm than women."

"And your instructor may not have trained female soldiers, or in other words, has not trained special female soldiers. He can only train you based on his experience in training male soldiers."

"At our level, if there is such a slight error in any link, it will affect the accuracy!"

Hearing what Jiang Fan said, Long Xiaoyun pondered for a while, and asked Jiang Fan, "Then how should I adjust?"

Jiang Fan smiled, and immediately gave Long Xiaoyun some advice based on the knowledge given to him by the system about how to train soldiers, training for women, and combining with Long Xiaoyun's current physical condition.

Long Xiaoyun also humbly listened to Jiang Fan's suggestion and began to make adjustments.

But the habit she had developed over the years made it difficult for her to adjust all of a sudden, resulting in worse typing results than before.

And Jiang Fan first let her continue to get familiar with it, and then continued to make adjustments for her.

Finally, after an hour of training, his shooting performance has reached the original level.

Another half an hour later, the result was actually a little better than before!

This made Long Xiaoyun extremely excited, and he admired Jiang Fan even more!

"If you train at the current pace, you shouldn't be wrong."

Jiang Fan smiled at her.

Long Xiaoyun said gratefully: "Jiang Fan, thank you!"

Jiang Fan waved his hand, "I've said it all, we are all comrades-in-arms, so thank you?"

"Okay, you are here to practice by yourself, I will go to practice the pistol, and then I will go to practice other subjects."

Long Xiaoyun nodded: "Okay!"

Jiang Fan returned to his target position, trained for another half an hour, and then left.

Only the instructor who was stunned by Jiang Fan's pistol performance was left standing there stupidly.

Jiang Fan came to the fighting training ground.

The fighting training ground is very simple, just give you a bunch of sandbags and let you punch there.

Of course, there are also many special forces training in pairs there.

Jiang Fan also walked to a sandbag and started punching and kicking training.

His fighting skills are also very good.

The reason why he didn't exchange fighting skills is because the primary and intermediate fighting skills in the system are not very strong, and the effect of intermediate fighting skills is only about the same as his current strength.

There is no need to waste military value.

Before, he had integrated the special forces experience card.

This experience card is at the top level in the world.

Although after the fusion, he still doesn't have that fighting strength, but he has practiced very well.

Coupled with the continuous surpassing of the limit in the previous week, the physical fitness has also risen from the previous 3.55 to 4!

Reached four times the physique of ordinary people!
It has also enhanced its special fighting skills a lot!
Coming here now is just to get acquainted and regain strength.

But just as Jiang Fan punched a few times, a joking voice came.

"Hey, isn't this God of War who can take the first place in any subject? Why, you are so good, you still need to strengthen your training?"

Jiang Fan turned his head slightly, and saw Captain George of the US country and a special soldier from the Bangzi country approaching.

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not reply.

That George came over, took a look at Jiang Fan, then let out a loud shout, and punched the sandbag that Jiang Fan hit just now several times.

The sandbag was thrown into the air immediately, twice as much as Jiang Fan hit before.

It proved that his strength was at least twice that of Jiang Fan's!
"it is good!"

The Bangzi special forces quickly clapped their hands and shouted flatteringly.

George turned around slightly, grinned at Jiang Fan and said, "See, that's called punching!"

"Just the few soft punches you just gave, I guess you can't even hit our 80-year-old grandma!"

"You dare to call yourself a special soldier?!"

"I think you're just physically stronger, right?!"

The special soldier Bangzi also taunted: "No! Look at his stature, he is a head shorter than me! He is even more incomparable with George Obama! Otherwise, why would they be called boy scouts?"

George chuckled, and said to Jiang Fan, "How about it? Would you like us soldiers from the United States to teach you what special fighting skills are?"

"Oh?"

Jiang Fan suddenly smiled, "How to teach?"

Seeing that Jiang Fan agreed, George couldn't help but smile, "It's easy, let's practice sparring so that we can see your shortcomings, right?"

"Then, I will give you some substantive suggestions for your shortcomings! How about it?"

"I promise you will learn real fighting skills!"

Jiang Fan frowned, pretending to hesitate and said, "Are you sure you have no selfish intentions? You don't want to take this opportunity to hit me, do you?"

Seeing that Jiang Fan took the bait, George quickly said, "Of course not! How could you think of me like that? I'm very sincere!"

Jiang Fan pretended to hesitate for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)