I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Soon, a group of new recruits began to receive live ammunition and head to the firing line.

"Maintain a positive mindset."

"Follow the shooting and aiming method developed over a month."

"Don't be impatient or agitated."

After reminding the new recruits, Wu Hanfeng walked to the side.

This was the first time Zhou Haibo had seen Wu Hanfeng so nervous, so he jokingly said, "I never thought you'd get nervous sometimes."

"What? Afraid they won't perform well and all their training this month will have been for nothing?"

Wu Hanfeng scoffed, "Why would I be nervous? What's there to be nervous about? It's not like I'll lose a piece of flesh if I don't do well."

Despite saying that, he was indeed a little nervous.

After all, whether a recruit can perform well is also related to his system rewards!

The system requires that, before graduation, all new recruits must achieve a 100% pass rate in all subjects.

It would be such a shame if a new recruit failed to meet the standards.

On the field, at the supervisor's command, the recruits all lay down and began to aim.

At this moment, their shooting stability was much better than before.

In the past, when I lay down, I would support myself with my elbows, and it would hurt a little.

But right now, it feels like I'm lying face down on the bed.

Moreover, the aiming posture they developed from holding and gripping guns for so long allowed them to quickly get into the zone.

boom!

Zhao Yihang fired the first shot.

Immediately afterwards, the other recruits took aim and fired as well.

On the observation deck, Li Cuicui held a pair of binoculars.

Instead of checking the target scores, they first looked at the condition of the recruits in the first platoon.

It was discovered that each of them shot with remarkable composure.

They've already reached the level of veterans when it comes to shooting.

The awkwardness and inexperience of the new recruits have all disappeared.

"This kid really knows how to train soldiers."

"These six years have definitely not been wasted."

Soon, one class finished their match, and the other classes went up.

Inside the rest area.

"Yihang, I'm very nervous."

Qian Kun turned to Zhao Yihang beside him and said, "I was only a little nervous when I was playing."

"But now that the game is over, I'm even more nervous."

Zhao Yihang rolled his eyes at him and laughed, "Nonsense! It's just like taking an exam in school. Before the exam, you're nervous about how difficult the questions are and whether you've done them before."

"But during the exam, I didn't feel that way anymore."

"But after the exam, when the scores were about to be released, I naturally became nervous because of the anticipation."

"This month, we've had so much skin worn out, with both increased intensity and dosage."

"Not just the whole regiment, but at least the whole company is watching us."

"If we don't play well, it won't just be us who lose face, but also Brother Feng."

"Thinking about this makes me even more nervous than you!"

Qian Kun nodded. "Yes, yes, that's the feeling!"

"I'm not afraid of making a fool of myself, I'm just afraid of letting Feng down and making him a laughingstock among the other class leaders."

Sun Dawei slowly moved closer to the two men and said, "Anyway, I feel this shooting was much more stable than before."

"At least after firing, my gun didn't shake much from the recoil, which means the trajectory didn't deviate!"

Zhao Yihang said, "Brother Feng's requirement for us is that we should be at least excellent."

"My previous shooting scores were all over the place, fluctuating up and down. Hopefully, this time I can stabilize them!"

Qian Kun said, "I only got an excellent grade once; the rest were either passing or good."

While the three of them were whispering to each other, they finally finished typing all the words in a row.

Wu Hanfeng and Chen Zhiyuan arrived at the statistics point at the same time, waiting for the results to be transmitted back from the target trench.

Just then, Li Cuicui also came over.

"Greetings, Commander!"

The two quickly stood at attention.

Li Cuicui, hands behind her back, looked at Wu Hanfeng and snorted, "You're quite eager, aren't you? What? Afraid of not doing well, so you want to check the results first and then run away?"

Wu Hanfeng scoffed, "Commander, you really don't trust my soldiers?"

Li Cuicui said, "I don't believe you."

Wu Hanfeng: "..."

Li Cuicui continued, "I came here today to see if you'd be proven wrong! Humph!"

Wu Hanfeng grinned. "Commander, how about we make a bet?"

"Oh? How do we bet?"

Wu Hanfeng said, "If the excellence rate of my squad is over 70%, you'll treat us to a good meal of hamburgers, fries, and cola!"

Chen Zhiyuan was startled.

There are eight new recruits in the class. To achieve an excellent rate of over 70%, at least six of them need to achieve an excellent score.

Last month's monthly assessment showed that Class 1's pass rate was less than 40%.

Upon hearing this, Li Cuicui immediately became angry. "You really know how to eat!"

"Hamburgers, fries, and Coke! Like seven years ago, when a few of you climbed over the wall to order takeout and got caught, and I, the company commander, had to go and pick you up?"

Wu Hanfeng and Chen Zhiyuan blushed.

Indeed, seven years ago, he, Chen Zhiyuan, Zhou Haibo, and Zhao Yu took advantage of their break time to call the boss outside and have him make a large bag to be passed in through the outer wall!

Unexpectedly, we were caught by the military police!

The group was taken directly to the disciplinary team.

Back then, they were just greenhorns, nothing like Wu Hanfeng has the connections and resources he has now.

Then, Li Cuicui, the company commander, was still having a long phone conversation with her wife when she was called over by the head of the disciplinary squad and given a good scolding.

He even helped them write several thousand words of self-criticism on the spot.

That was the first time they had experienced something like this since they joined the army, and the memory is still vivid.

Wu Hanfeng suppressed his embarrassment and said, "Then don't worry about it, just tell me, are we going to compete or not!"

Li Cuicui scoffed, "What if you lose?"

Wu Hanfeng said, "Whatever you say, we'll do."

Upon hearing this, Li Cuicui slowly walked around Wu Hanfeng, her eyes darting back and forth over him.

Wu Hanfeng suddenly felt a tightness in his rear end and instinctively covered himself. "Damn! Old Li, you have this kind of fetish?!"

"I was wondering why my butt hurt a little when I woke up one day when I was your messenger. Oh, I see!"

"That won't do! Everything else is negotiable, except for this!"

Li Cuicui: "..."

Snapped!

Wu Hanfeng got a flick on the forehead. "You little bastard, I told you to stop grinding soybeans! What kind of nonsense are you thinking about all day long!"

After a pause, Li Cuicui said, "Then it's settled. If you lose, you'll have to sleep in your company's toilet tonight!"

Wu Hanfeng: "???"

"Old Li, all you did was make you fold blankets in the toilet for two hours, is it really necessary to hold a grudge like this?"

"Okay! It's settled then!"

"Report!"

"The results are in!"

The official in charge of statistics handed the report card to Li Cuicui with both hands.

Just as Li Cuicui was about to reach out to take it, Wu Hanfeng was one step ahead and snatched the report card away.

"You little brat, you dare steal mine!"

Li Cuicui cursed angrily, but then quickly stuck her head over.

He looked as if Wu Hanfeng was the commander.