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

In fact, saying that Shen Doudou acted immediately upon hearing the call is somewhat inappropriate.

She practically strolled out.

He strolled around like an old man taking a walk in the park, and even yawned.

"Huh?" Ram exclaimed in surprise.

Shen Doudou walked to the low net, but instead of leaping gracefully, she slowly squatted down and inch forward like a worm.

The keyboard user instinctively covered their face, exclaiming, "I can't bear to look..."

After finally managing to get past the low stake netting, we arrived at the high wall.

Shen Doudou looked up at the two-meter-high board and stared blankly for a few seconds.

Then, she slung the gun over her shoulder and started crawling.

Instead of kicking against the wall, he gripped the edge with his hands, kicked wildly at the wall, and huffed and puffed as he moved upwards.

"Come on! Push harder!"

Guo Huaiying, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, waving her fist, "Dou Dou, you can do it! Just flip over and you can have breakfast!"

Whether it was the word "breakfast" that had an effect or not, Shen Doudou finally used her last bit of strength to climb over the wall and landed on the mat with a thud.

Five minutes have passed.

In a real fight, she would have been riddled with bullets eight hundred times over.

Just as everyone was starting to think about how to comfort Shen Doudou and how to save face for the instructor.

Shen Doudou slowly walked into the shooting area.

Snapped!

The first target popped out of the grass on the left.

According to tactical maneuvers, at this moment, one should quickly take up a gun and use the sights to lock onto the target.

But Shen Doudou did not.

Her eyes were half-closed, and the gun was held loosely in her hand.

The moment the target was launched, she instantly raised her hand.

boom!

A burst of fire shot out from the muzzle of the gun.

The target that had just peeked out in the distance fell to the ground with a thud.

"what?"

Ram's smile froze on her face.

Immediately afterwards, two targets on the right popped out simultaneously, making it a complex two-target shooting exercise.

Shen Doudou remained calm and continued walking slowly forward.

The moment the target bullet was fired.

boom!boom!

Two gunshots rang out.

Because she wasn't holding the gun, the recoil made her shoulder tilt and she ended up sitting on the ground.

Thirty meters in front of her, the two targets, which had been erected for less than a second, simultaneously exploded with two bullet holes.

The entire room fell silent.

Ram pointed at the scene, wanting to say something, but couldn't find the words.

An Ran suddenly raised the binoculars.

In my line of sight, the bullet impact points of those three targets were all very close to the bullseye.

Especially the last two shots, which were fired without any aiming aids and with one hand holding the gun.

It's not that it's on, it's that it's not off.

"Ouch……"

Shen Doudou sat on the ground, rubbing her sore bottom, looking aggrieved.

"Are you done?" She turned to look at Chen Zheng on the platform, her voice soft and weak. "Instructor, I want to go back and catch up on some sleep..."

Chen Zheng pressed the stopwatch and looked at the time: four minutes and twenty seconds.

That was a pretty terrible physical performance.

But he laughed.

"Take a look at the target."

Chen Zheng pointed to the distance.

The target reporter's voice came through the loudspeaker:

"Target number one, a bullseye!"

"Target number two, eight rings!"

"Target number three, eight rings!"

"All hits to vital points! Shooting time: 0.7 seconds!"

When this data was announced, the air in the training field seemed to freeze.

The veteran team members looked at each other, and they all saw fear in each other's eyes.

Physical fitness can be trained, and strength can be increased.

But shooting is different; different people have different shooting feel, which is called "gun feel".

It sounds a bit far-fetched, but for most people, the changes brought about by their gun feel are pretty much the same.

Apart from the little girl in front of me.

This feeling of being able to fire a gun is like being fed by God.

"My passionate kiss..."

Ram muttered to himself, looking at the sleepy guy still rubbing his bottom, feeling like his worldview was about to collapse.

"That's what you call talent."

Chen Zheng jumped down from the platform and walked in front of the bewildered crowd.

"On a real battlefield, the enemy won't give you two seconds to aim and fire."

"Whoever is 0.1 seconds faster will survive."

He patted Shen Doudou's dusty shoulder.

"Even though I run like a tortoise, at least my marksmanship didn't embarrass me."

Shen Doudou yawned: "It was alright, I just shot it out instinctively."

Everyone: "..."

An Ran took a deep breath and looked at the group of freaks in front of her. A strange feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

The Mulan of the past was a group of female soldiers who were trying hard to prove themselves.

But now, Mulan seems to have started to have some strange elements mixed in.

"Alright, we've had enough of the show."

Chen Zheng clapped his hands, bringing everyone back to their senses.

"Ram, didn't you say you were going to teach the new guy a lesson?"

Chen Zheng pointed to Guo Huaiying, who was watching the show with a smile.

"Next exercise: cross-country with weights, 20 kilograms."

"Everyone step forward!"

……

Cross-country running with a 20-kilogram load is a basic training exercise for special forces.

For veteran players like Ram and Mengyi, although they can complete the task, it is by no means easy.

"Huff... huff..."

Ram carried a heavy backpack, sweat dripping from his chin.

She turned to look at Meng Yi beside her. Meng Yi's breathing was also disordered, and her wet bangs were stuck to her forehead.

"I wonder how the new recruits are doing..."

Just then, a series of rapid footsteps came from behind.

"Holy crap, who is it that can sprint at a time like this?" Ram turned around with difficulty.

Before she could see clearly, a dark shadow swept past her.

"That's... Guo Huaiying?" Ramu's eyes widened in surprise.

The one running in front was that skinny, dark-skinned girl.

What's even more terrifying is that she also had a backpack on her back, which belonged to Shen Doudou.

She collapsed after walking less than 500 meters, so Chen Zheng ordered Guo Huaiying to take on the double load.

Forty kilograms, a weight that even an adult male soldier would find difficult to bear, felt like air to Guo Huaiying.

She not only runs incredibly fast, but she can also look back while running.

"Sister Meng! Sister Lamu!" Guo Huaiying ran backward a few steps, her face filled with genuine questioning. "Let's run faster! The coach told me that if we go back half an hour early, we can have pork belly for lunch!"

Guo Huaiying's eyes lit up at the mention of pork belly, and she took bigger steps.

"I'm off! I have to go grab that pork belly!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she instantly left the two of them behind and they disappeared.

Meng Yi stopped and looked at the departing figure, a look of existential doubt appearing on her face for the first time.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but in the end, she said nothing.

She was a hunter from the Greater Khingan Mountains, and considered herself to have exceptional endurance.

But compared to a glutton who would push her limits for meat buns, she felt she was still a bit too conservative.