He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Zhang Beixing nodded directly: "That's right, I was appointed to this critical mission. Everyone says you're not easy to deal with, so I had to take matters into my own hands."

Ye Cunxin smiled sheepishly.

"The reason I didn't want to go was because I felt they weren't genuinely interested in forming a female special operations team."

Before Zhang Beixing could reply, she suddenly changed the subject.

"But now I've changed my mind, I want to be a special forces soldier!"

Zhang Beixing secretly breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Achieving his goal without much effort was perfect.

However, before he could catch his breath, Ye Cunxin's next words made him frown again.

"But I don't want to join any Phoenix team. Can I join Captain Zhang's Red Cell team instead?"

Ye Cunxin's gaze was intense, her pupils seemingly burning with fiery passion as she stared longingly at Zhang Beixing.

what?
Why go to Red Cell Hospital instead of Fire Phoenix?

What kind of thinking is this?

Unlike the Navy, the Army has limited resources and cannot provide separate accommodations for female soldiers; they have to live and eat with them. This child seems a bit naive…

Without a second thought, Zhang Beixing decisively waved his hand.

"no!"

Ye Cunxin was greatly disappointed by such a straightforward rejection.

Zhang Beixing didn't care whether she was disappointed or not; his mission was simply to get Ye Cunxin into the training camp. Beyond that, he didn't want to have much involvement with this girl.

Zhang Beixing said righteously and sternly, "Ye Cunxin, if you want to become a special forces soldier, the only option right now is Fire Phoenix."

"Moreover," Zhang Beixing smiled dismissively, "not just anyone can get into my red blood cells."

Not just anyone can get in?
Upon hearing this, Ye Cunxin frowned slightly.

She retorted, "I don't think it's just for fun; I genuinely want to become a special forces soldier who can fight!"

"So what?" Zhang Beixing said dismissively. "There are plenty of people who want to be special forces soldiers. Do you think I'd accept them all?"

Ye Cunxin hurriedly and solemnly assured: "It's not just a thought, my sniping skills are also very good! Before enlisting, I practiced at the shooting range and even the shooting instructor couldn't beat me."

"Also, I'm from the Computer Science Department at Tsinghua University, and I'm quite skilled at hacking. You'll definitely need me!"

At this moment, Ye Cunxin was like a salesperson, desperately trying to show Zhang Beixing her advantages.

After finishing her speech, she looked at Zhang Beixing again with anticipation, her eyes shining brightly.

Zhang Beixing glanced at Ye Cunxin with a cold smile, his tone tinged with mockery.

"Sniping and hacking? Is that what you're most proud of?"

"Yes, that's right!"

Ye Cunxin was full of confidence: "I dare say that I am second to none in these two aspects! If it weren't for my mother's obstruction, I would have joined the front-line combat reconnaissance company long ago!"

"You don't have to put up with this nonsense all day long..."

She muttered to herself, her words revealing her lingering resentment at being assigned to the communications unit.

As she spoke, Ye Cunxin didn't forget to turn her head and glare indignantly at the direction of the call center.

Looking at Ye Cunxin's resentful, wretched appearance, Zhang Beixing felt a sense of déjà vu. He chuckled noncommittally and slowly narrowed his eyes.

Soldiers who have never experienced setbacks will always remain fledglings that never grow up.

Very well, since you're so confident, then I'll utterly shatter your pride!

Zhang Beixing and Ye Cunxin locked eyes. After a moment of silence, Zhang Beixing calmly said, "Ye Cunxin, how about we make a bet?"

"What kind of bet? Captain Zhang, please tell me!" Ye Cunxin exclaimed excitedly upon hearing about the bet.

"Let's have a couple of matches," Zhang Beixing said with a smile. "We'll compete in your strongest areas: sniper shooting and hacking."

Ye Cunxin blinked: "How do we compete?"

"Any game, as long as you win, I'll apply to the higher-ups to transfer you to the Red Cell team!"

what?
To compete in your two best skills, you only need to win one match to be admitted to the Red Blood Cell?
Ye Cunxin was absolutely confident in both her sniping and hacking skills!
Isn't this obviously designed to let her win?
Thinking of this, Ye Cunxin was immediately overjoyed and couldn't wait to say, "Okay! Let's have a competition!"

"but……"

Zhang Beixing then changed the subject.

Ye Cunxin frowned, knowing it wouldn't be that simple, and patiently listened to Zhang Beixing continue.

"If you lose, you'll have to go to the Fire Phoenix training camp for selection. I don't care if you get eliminated or not, you just have to go."

Zhang Beixing said lazily, "I don't want to be nagged in my ear all day long by that big swindler."

Ye Cunxin snorted coldly, unconvinced, and said, "It's just a training camp, how could I possibly be eliminated!"

Realizing he had spoken out of turn, he quickly shook his head to correct himself.

"No, no, it's me who absolutely won't lose!"

Seeing that Ye Cunxin had taken the bait, Zhang Beixing turned to Wang Yanbing: "Flamingo!"

"To!"

"Carry your guns and head to the shooting range!"

"clear."

Zhang Beixing turned to look at Ye Cunxin: "Let's go."

Ye Cunxin showed no fear and waved her fist at Zhang Beixing: "Who's afraid of who? Let's go!"

……

The three were on their way to the military region's shooting training range when they passed by the drill ground of a reconnaissance company's barracks.

Countless soldiers in camouflage uniforms are training intensely, their resounding slogans soaring into the sky, and an atmosphere of solemnity permeating the surroundings.

Witnessing this scene, Ye Cunxin couldn't help but show envy in her eyes.

Zhang Beixing took it all in without saying a word.

It was still before breakfast time, and apart from a few range staff, there were almost no other companies organizing training at the shooting range.

When the squad leader of the communications company heard that Ye Cunxin wanted to compete with Zhang Beixing, he suggested that he lead the whole squad to the shooting training range to watch.

It is said that special forces soldiers are the kings of reconnaissance soldiers. The company commander, who came from a reconnaissance background, was also very curious about the strength of special forces soldiers, so he agreed to the squad leader's suggestion.

At 6:10 a.m., the sky began to brighten.

As the sun rose, a thin mist swirled around the firing range, making the targets at the far end appear and disappear in the fog, slightly blurring the view.

The company commander suggested, "Why don't we have breakfast first and then compete when the fog clears up a bit?"

As a result, both of them refused.

Zhang Beixing yawned repeatedly and waved his hand, "No need, anything is fine."

Ye Cunxin scoffed, "That's right, there's no need. Snipers are supposed to overcome all difficulties!"

Zhang Beixing simply wanted to save time; after dealing with Ye Cunxin, he still had Shen Lanni to handle.

He planned to get both things done before the military library opened, so he declined.

Ye Cunxin, on the other hand, wanted to prove herself fully, to prove that she was by no means inferior to special forces soldiers, at least in terms of sniping.

She has her own pride and confidence.

The company commander glared at the two men resentfully, his good intentions met with ingratitude, and then fell silent.

"No wonder they conscripted me; it turns out Brother Zhang had planned this all along."

Wang Yanbing carried two sniper rifles all morning, and they finally came in handy.

Zhang Beixing looked at Ye Cunxin and said while yawning.

"I've calibrated the accuracy of both sniper rifles. You can choose one first, or you can readjust it according to your own shooting habits."

Ye Cunxin didn't stand on ceremony and immediately walked up to Wang Yanbing to carefully select items.

These two sniper rifles are identical; both are the Type 85, a common sight in military camps and He Chenguang's favorite sniper rifle. The Huaxia Type 85 7.62mm semi-automatic sniper rifle is a copy of the Soviet SVD sniper rifle, with an effective range of 1000 meters. It is currently the most widely used sniper rifle in the Chinese Armed Police Force.

Someone in our army once set a record for the longest firing range of 1300 meters. Although there are also rumors of 1600 meters, it is too far in time to verify and has now become just a legend.

Both guns had been carefully inspected by Zhang Beixing before they arrived and were found to be in good condition. After some deliberation, Ye Cunxin randomly picked one of them.

"This one will do."

Ye Cunxin deftly cocked her sniper rifle, her movements skillful and her posture heroic, drawing gasps of admiration from the female soldiers of the communications unit.

Wow, Ye Cunxin looks so cool holding a gun!

"Yes, yes, I really want to be like her."

"Aside from handling guns during basic training, we usually only handle telephone receivers. Do you think Ye Cunxin can beat that special forces soldier?"

"I think it's unlikely, but Ye Cunxin seems very confident."

The female class monitor, who had just argued with Ye Cunxin that morning, looked even more disapproving.

"Major Zhang is a special forces soldier, how could she possibly win?"

Ignoring the whispers around her, Ye Cunxin focused on calibrating her sniper rifle according to her shooting habits.

She wanted to show these people that female soldiers could also become special forces snipers, instead of just answering the phone!

Ten minutes later, the company commander, who was acting as the referee, blew his whistle, and the sniper competition officially began!
As the crisp whistle rang out, Ye Cunxin immediately picked up her sniper rifle and nimbly leaped behind the mound of earth at the firing range.

She deftly set up the support frame, completely ignoring the dust kicked up from the ground, and quickly lay down on the sand, adjusting her breathing rhythm and focusing on aiming at the target.

Seeing Ye Cunxin's standard tactical movements, the company commander nodded approvingly and then loudly issued the order: "Fire at the target, the fixed target at 800 meters!"

"report!"

The instruction was interrupted as soon as it was issued?
The company commander frowned unhappily: "Ye Cunxin, what's the problem?"

"I request permission to fire on the command flag 1,200 meters away!"

Upon hearing this, the company commander hesitated slightly before speaking:
"Ye Cunxin, are you sure?"

"1200 meters is beyond the effective range of the Type 85 sniper rifle. Even experienced veteran snipers would have difficulty guaranteeing a hit. Are you really confident?"

"I am sure!"

Ye Cunxin nodded emphatically without hesitation, "I believe that Captain Zhang must also be a sharpshooter. The distance of 800 meters is no challenge for any of us. Such a competition is meaningless and a pure waste of time!"

Zhang Beixing nodded slightly. The statement that it was "a complete waste of time" really struck a chord with him.

The company commander turned to look at Zhang Beixing and asked for his opinion.

Zhang Beixing nodded in agreement, then turned to Ye Cunxin with a gentle smile.

He said calmly, "You seem very confident. But I must remind you, if you want to become a true special forces sniper, the enemy will never stand still and let you shoot them."

Ye Cunxin stared at Zhang Beixing with a puzzled look, not understanding the deeper meaning behind his words.

After a brief pause, Zhang Beixing continued solemnly, "You are right about one thing: a distance of 600 to 800 meters is the minimum requirement for a sniper to hit the target, which is indeed not difficult for us."

Zhang Beixing's lips curled into a slight smile. "In that case, how about we conduct a surprise mobile target practice?"

what?
Surprise attack, mobile target practice?

Upon hearing this suggestion, Ye Cunxin couldn't help but frown slightly.

The difficulty of shooting at a stationary target is incomparable to that of shooting at a moving target.

When shooting at a stationary target, as long as an individual is skilled enough, they only need to consider the two key factors of breathing and wind speed.

However, when shooting while moving, the blood in the body will circulate faster as the amount of exercise increases, breathing will become disordered, and vision will also become somewhat shaky.

These factors significantly reduce gun control stability, making it extremely difficult to accurately hit long-range targets under such circumstances!

However, Ye Cunxin remained confident in herself and fearless.

"Okay, Captain Zhang, please tell me the specifics of the competition."

Zhang Beixing pondered for a moment and suggested, "How about this: we'll start with 400 meters and gradually increase the distance, with the score increasing accordingly. 400 meters is four points, 600 meters is six points, and so on. Within the 200-meter distance, we'll use five bullets to decide the winner, and the one with the highest cumulative score wins. What do you think?"

Ye Cunxin carefully considered the competition rules and realized that the winner was determined entirely by true strength. A contest of strength? She had never been afraid!

After a moment's thought, Ye Cunxin nodded emphatically, clenching her fists eagerly.

"no problem!"

After listening to the two men's discussion, the officers and soldiers watching from the sidelines couldn't help but feel a sense of tension.

Such stringent competition rules are comparable to a military-wide competition for the best soldiers in the entire military region!

"Even if the target is stationary at a distance of more than 400 meters, I can't hit it. Now I have to shoot while moving? This is too difficult."

"That's what I mean. Ye Cunxin is probably going to meet her match this time."

"I don't think that handsome officer will win easily. Apart from the top soldier, who dares to say that victory is guaranteed?"

The female soldiers whispered among themselves, and couldn't help but feel a chill for Ye Cunxin.

Wang Yanbing, however, was full of confidence in Zhang Beixing, standing on the sidelines with his arms crossed, clearly enjoying the show.

He glanced in the direction of Ye Cunxin, his eyes filled with a hint of pity.

Sigh, why did you have to compete with the captain in sniping of all things?

Isn’t this asking for trouble?

During target practice, he had never seen the captain miss a single bullet!
Wang Yanbing shook his head, not having a high opinion of Ye Cunxin.

Ye Cunxin readjusted herself to the command, and the company commander issued the order again: "Begin firing!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Cunxin sped out like a nimble cheetah, her speed swift and her movements sharp, unlike a weak woman at all, which made Zhang Beixing's eyes light up.

Within a distance of two hundred meters, Ye Cunxin moved swiftly, occasionally aiming at the target and pulling the trigger.

For her first shot, she chose a 600-meter target for a safer approach.

"boom!"

One shot, a perfect score!

Without hesitation, she fired a second bullet.

"boom!"

800 meters, another ring shot!

Upon seeing this, the female soldiers outside the field burst into enthusiastic cheers.

"Wow, Ye Cunxin is really amazing. I don't think that handsome officer will necessarily win."

"Yeah, our female soldiers look so cool when they shoot!"

"Squad leader, I also want to learn shooting."

At this moment, even the female squad leader couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Her gaze toward Ye Cunxin was filled with amazement; clearly, Ye Cunxin's sniping skills far exceeded her expectations.

"So she wasn't just bragging..." the female class monitor admitted, "She's amazing. Maybe she really can win."

Wang Yanbing was also captivated by Ye Cunxin's superb shooting skills and couldn't help but applaud in praise.

"Well done, this female soldier is really something!"

But can this really defeat the captain?

Wang Yanbing shook his head to himself.

Haha, the female class monitor is thinking too simply.

Zhang Beixing watched the shooting range with a smile on his face. Although he was slightly amazed by Ye Cunxin's two shots, everything was still under control.

You think you can beat him with this level of skill?

Still a long way to go!
At the same time, Ye Cunxin fired her third bullet.

The two perfect bullseyes of her first two shots gave her immense confidence, so for her third shot, she aimed directly at the command flag 1,200 meters away! (End of Chapter)