A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

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"Beep!~ Military training lasted for 100 hours, achieving the fourth step of the [Soldier] mission. Reward skills: Firearms Proficiency, Momentum +10, Temperament +10, Physical Fitness +10, Coordination +10."

As the system notification sounded, Su Chen's alarm clock received a lot of knowledge about firearms.

This includes, but is not limited to, assembly.

Disassembly.

Aim and shoot.

It encompasses almost all common types of firearms in modern weaponry.

Now, if you throw any loose gun at Su Chen, he can assemble it for him in 5 seconds.

of course.

This 5-second time limit was determined based on Su Chen's current physical condition.

If Su Chen hadn't received those previous enhancements.

Or an increase in physical fitness.

Even with his expertise in firearms, he couldn't have done it that fast.

"It's a pity we didn't get to play with guns during this military training," Su Chen said, somewhat disappointed.

The only chance I'll ever have to handle a gun in my life is during this military training period.

Unfortunately, the training base in Shanghai doesn't have guns, so all my skills are useless.

"Attention! Stand at ease!"

The instructor had everyone stand in line, then waved his hands behind his back in front of them.

"Su Chen! Step forward!!!"

Su Chen stepped to the side and jogged to the instructor.

The instructor glanced at them and nodded: "Everyone else, sit down!"

Generally, when the command to sit down is given, it usually means it's time to rest.

Everyone relaxed.

The instructor looked at Su Chen and said, "Today I can grant you one wish."

"Really?!" Su Chen's eyes lit up. "Can we play with guns here?"

This is not just his wish alone.

It was also the wish of all the boys in the class.

As long as you don't become a soldier in the 017 unit.

This is probably the only place in my life I'll ever be connected to guns.

Once they leave this place, they may never encounter a gun again in their entire lives.

Upon hearing what Su Chen said, everyone looked at the instructor with longing.

As if he had expected this, the instructor put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "This is not impossible, but you need to complete a task."

"explain."

The instructor clapped his hands twice, and a group of people ran over from the street not far away.

Some of them were carrying tables in their arms, while others had boxes on their backs.

Everyone was very serious.

There were no other expressions.

When they stood at the front of the line, the students, who had been relaxed, suddenly became tense.

Everyone sat up straight to see what they were going to do.

In front of Su Chen and the others, these people set up 10 tables.

Arrange them in two rows facing each other.

Five sheets per column.

The boxes they were carrying were actually filled with parts.

They have everything from pistols to sniper rifles.

Five tables face each other, each containing the same parts, starting from the first table which is scattered.

The last table was overflowing with a dazzling array of items.

If you still don't know what he's up to, you might as well go back to school.

The instructor smiled.

"See the parts on the table? I'll have someone demonstrate how to assemble each weapon for you, as long as you can install all the guns according to the instructions."

“Each of you here has five bullets to fire from these guns.”

"You can choose which gun to use."

Upon hearing this, all the boys showed excited expressions.

My eyes involuntarily drifted to the last table.

Although they were arranged as parts, they were a little unsure what model they were.

But you can tell from the length of the barrel that it's a sniper rifle.

It's also somewhat similar to the AWP in many games.

It is everyone's goal.

The instructor just smiled when he saw their expressions; the recoil of a sniper rifle was something these rookies couldn't handle.

However, he doesn't need to explain now.

If Su Chen can't do it.

These guns will also be taken back.

Su Chen's eyes lit up.

"I can do it myself without anyone demonstrating."

"Really?" The instructor looked at him in surprise. "I'll remind you one more time. This is your only chance. If you fail, they'll go back with their weapons immediately."

The instructor also pointed to the armed personnel next to him.

Su Chen nodded excitedly: "If possible, I hope I can assemble those five guns on the other side as well."

Hearing Su Chen's confident words.

The instructors were also surprised.

The company commander's decision to let Su Chen and his men handle guns this time was purely out of personal interest.

There were no training guns approved.

He called over a training team, since they were all using training ammunition anyway.

Normal consumption.

It doesn't matter who you train with.

The company commander heard that Su Chen was a genius in the college entrance examination and scored full marks.

He wanted to see how good this genius's memory and practical skills were.

The instructors were also quite curious.

But to everyone's surprise, as soon as the promotion was announced and before any key information was given, Su Chen was already preparing his answer.

This can no longer be explained by academic excellence alone.

This is practically cheating!

The instructor glanced at the captain beside him, and only dared to speak after seeing him nod.

"Alright, I still want to point out in advance that if you encounter parts that you don't know how to assemble, do not force them to be assembled."

"clear."

“If the gun cannot be loaded smoothly after assembly, it will be considered a failure.”

"clear."

Su Chen was already standing in front of the first table, his hands in the air, waiting for the instructor to give the order.

This scene left the instructors both amused and exasperated.

The team captain next to him smirked: "Begin!"

With a command, Su Chen's hands seemed to magically assemble a pistol in an instant.

This is a USP.

The gun's design is quite old, but almost every boy born in the 80s and 90s has a very deep impression of it.