I put you in charge of those rebellious female soldiers, how come they all became top special forces

For the next few minutes, gunfire continued to ring out at the shooting range.

An Ran fired like a madwoman, constantly flicking her wrist.

But I just couldn't grasp that feeling.

"One minute left."

Chen Zheng's voice rang out again, and he pushed the tip of the knife forward.

"It seems your Bonnie is going to be sacrificed today."

"Actually, it's fine if it's broken. Anyway, how old are you? Playing with this kind of thing is childish."

"Don't touch it!"

An Ran screamed.

Her heart was breaking as she watched the cotton wadding about to be exposed.

Anger, resentment, and anxiety filled her heart at this moment.

The world fell silent for a moment.

thump -- thump -- thump --

That feeling is here!

It felt like an electric current running through my spine and all the way to my fingertips.

The gun in her hand was no longer a cold block of iron, but rather part of her arm.

"That's mine!"

An Ran shouted loudly and suddenly swerved to the left.

The wrist suddenly vibrates at an odd angle.

Within a thousandth of a second of pulling the trigger, the muzzle traced an arc.

boom!

The bullet spun, precisely bypassing the concrete wall and grazing past Chen Zheng's blade.

puff!

A soft sound.

Behind the wall, on the target that was pasted next to the doll, there was a new, smoking bullet hole.

Not a single hair on the doll was damaged.

Chen Zheng's hand was very steady. Even when a bullet exploded a few centimeters away from his hand, he did not shake at all.

He looked down at the perfect bullet hole, then at the perfectly intact rabbit in his hand.

"Tsk."

Chen Zheng sheathed his knife and shook his head with a hint of regret.

"pity."

In the distance, An Ran remained in her shooting posture, panting heavily.

It became.

That feeling of being in control of everything is finally back.

Just then, a notification sound rang in Chen Zheng's mind.

[The member safely communicated with the gun-fighting technique; the host will receive a hundredfold return!]

[Causality Law - Absolute Aiming Proficiency +100.]

Current proficiency: 300/100000

Chen Zheng's lips curled up slightly.

This was a good deal.

He grabbed the doll from the wall, dusted it off, and slowly walked up to An Ran.

"Take it."

"Congratulations, Anran, your rabbit is safe."

An Ran snatched the doll away and hugged it tightly to her chest, tears streaming down her face.

"You bastard!"

"I'm going to tell the brigade commander! You're bullying me!"

"Go ahead, go ahead." Chen Zheng shrugged indifferently, turned around and left, "By the way, tell the brigade commander that his precious daughter is now a master of gunfighting in actual combat."

"I think he'll be very happy, and he might even reward me with two bottles of good wine."

An Ran was stunned.

She looked down at the rabbit in her arms, then at the figure in the distance.

This guy is despicable, but his methods are indeed effective.

"abnormal……"

An Ran wiped away her tears. "Just you wait. One day, I'll use this trick to smash your thermos!"

……

The blasting area on the west side of the training ground.

boom!

A loud bang, and dust flew everywhere.

The half-concrete pillar that had been standing there collapsed with a roar in a cloud of smoke, the break being quite smooth.

"Perfect! This is art!"

Jiang Nan stood on the ruins, her face covered in dust, but her eyes behind her goggles were bright.

"Instructor! Look!"

Seeing Chen Zheng approaching, she eagerly jumped off the rubble and pointed to the cut to claim credit.

"Using the stress point calculation method you taught us, the amount of explosives was reduced by 30%, but the effect was twice as good as before!"

Chen Zheng walked slowly to the cut with his hands behind his back, and reached out to touch the still warm concrete surface.

It's really good.

This girl has a real talent for causing destruction.

But he didn't show any expression on his face, and even patted the dust off his hands with a hint of disgust.

"Is that all you're satisfied with?"

Chen Zheng turned around, looked at Jiang Nan who was eager for praise, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"No matter how well you shoot at a stationary target, it's still a dead target."

"On the battlefield, would the enemy let you sit quietly and wait for me to press the detonator?"

Jiang Nan paused for a moment, then…

Snapped.

A thick stack of exam papers was thrown onto the hood of the car, which was covered in gravel, next to a red countdown timer that was ticking.

"Three minutes."

Chen Zheng pointed to a device with complicated wiring and flashing red light next to him, and no one knew when he had installed it.

"This is a reduced-powered directional mine. It's not powerful enough to kill someone, but it's enough to rip your training uniform to shreds."

"Furthermore, I added some special ink to it."

Jiang Nan stared at the complex device and swallowed hard. "Instructor, what's this for?"

"Do the problems."

Chen Zheng pointed to the exam paper.

"This is a calculus application problem; it's about figuring out how to solve this problem."

"You have three minutes to untangle it and find out whether to cut the red thread or the blue thread."

"You've calculated correctly. You can dismantle it safely."

"The calculation was wrong, or it was too slow..."

Chen Zheng took a few steps back, found a safe spot to lean against, and raised the thermos cup in his hand.

"Then you won't get dinner tonight, and you'll have to go back to the dorm with a dark, grimy face."

"start!"

"Holy crap?!"

Jiang Nan screamed and collapsed onto the hood of the engine.

On one side is a ticking countdown, and on the other side are densely packed mathematical formulas.

"Damn it! How do I find this derivative again...?"

Jiang Nan's hands were trembling, the pen tip was moving rapidly across the paper, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead and nose.

Drip, drip, drip.

The countdown timer kept beeping.

Strangely, the faster her heart beat, the clearer her mind became.

The originally vague thoughts became clear under high pressure.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side of the training field.

"vomit……"

Ram lay on the ground and gagged a few times, but nothing came out.

She and Meng Yi have finished their training in the mud pit and are now doing the death shuttle run.

A 50-meter distance, sprint at full speed, touch the ground, turn around, and sprint again.

There was no rest time; they ran until they were completely worn out.

"I can't take it... I can't take it..."

Ram cried and cursed, "Chen Zheng, you're a devil!..."

Although she was hurling nasty insults, her feet didn't stop moving.

The thought of that man's cold eyes gave her legs strength again.

……

"Ten seconds left!"

Chen Zheng's voice came from behind the cover, tinged with a hint of mockery.

Jiang Nan's pen suddenly stopped.

"I've figured it out!"

She abruptly threw down the pen and grabbed the pliers next to her.

According to the formula, the detonation circuit has a delay of three and a half seconds, and the actual control line is that inconspicuous yellow line!

Countdown timer: 00:03.

Jiang Nan's hands did not tremble at all.

Click!

The jaws closed, and the yellow line broke.

Drop~

The countdown stopped at 00:01.

then.

boom!