Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 121 Others come here to fight, you come here for a vacation? (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)

从1点13分出发离开A大队基地，跑完50公里来到袁朗所谓的赏日出山顶，时间已经来到了7点05分。

The trainees ran for a full six hours!

Everyone was so dizzy from running that they were barely hanging on by a thread, unable to even stand, and could only gasp for breath while leaning on the logs.

The sun was already high in the sky, so there was no way we were going to see the sunrise.

The trainees weren't really interested in watching the sunrise.

Not only did I lose the desire to watch the sunrise, but I also forgot my past glory and ideals, leaving only two things on my mind.

Eating and sleeping!

Of the forty-four trainees, only Jackie Chan remained energetic and showed no signs of fatigue, standing out starkly from the exhausted appearance of the other trainees.

If they weren't wearing the same uniforms, you'd think Jackie Chan was on vacation.

On the surface, Yuan Lang seemed completely unconcerned, acting like a crazy lunatic, but in reality, he was more thoughtful than anyone else.

The trainees were exhausted from running all the way here, and running back would definitely cause an accident.

So Yuan Lang had made preparations in advance, driving two large tarpaulin trucks from the base to take the students, who were basically exhausted, directly to the bottom of the dormitory building.

The truck took an hour to get back, and the trainees rested on the truck for nearly an hour.

When I got off the bus, my clothes were still soaked, and my stomach was growling with hunger, but I finally recovered from my exhaustion.

I was put downstairs in the dormitory to relax, and I was able to move around normally.

Yuan Lang, who had returned earlier in an off-road vehicle, leisurely made himself a cup of coffee and appeared at the front of the group to comment on the training session.

"I am fairly satisfied with your performance today; you barely met the passing standard."

Yuan Lang rarely praised everyone, and then said to Qi Huan beside him, "Qi Huan, go and tell the cafeteria to add two dishes for lunch."

"Yes," Qi Huan replied.

The trainees, who were starving, were somewhat comforted by the news that two extra dishes would be added to the lunch menu, and their emotions calmed down a little.

I can't wait to rush into the cafeteria and start feasting.

"The sunrise viewing is over. It's the weekend, so the rest of the time is yours to do as you please. Have a great weekend! Dismissed!"

After placing the order and giving the dismissal instructions, Yuan Lang leisurely walked away with his coffee.

Tuo Yonggang couldn't bear to see Yuan Lang so comfortable, so he secretly punched him from behind, which made him feel a little better.

"27, let's go. Let's stop laning in the void and go back to the dorm to rest."

Jackie Chan patted Tuo Yonggang on the shoulder and half-pushed, half-embraced him as they walked towards the stairs.

"I really envy you. You can take a car halfway through the journey. It's much more comfortable for you than for us. We were exhausted from running all day, but you're fine as if nothing happened."

As soon as Tuo Yonggang finished speaking, Wu Zhe, who was following behind, hurriedly said, "44, tell us the truth, do you have something going on with Smiling Tiger? I always feel that he treats you differently than he treats us."

Xu Sanduo didn't speak, but he nodded.

It means he feels the same way!

"If you can be as strong as me, and outrun his vehicle during a 50-kilometer forced march, I can pack up for you, and he will treat you differently."

Jackie Chan's answer was absolutely perfect, leaving Wu Zhe speechless.

"Sigh~"

Tuo Yonggang looked up to the sky and sighed, "I've finally figured it out. Sometimes you just can't compare people. And when you do, it's infuriating."

These points aren't so easy to earn. They add them when they want and deduct them when they want. What kind of rules are these? Bullshit.

When Yuan Lang first explained the rules, he only said that points would be deducted for making mistakes, and he didn't mention that points could be added. He added that later.

However, it's equivalent to not adding anything.

Because the opportunities to earn bonus points are so few, the number of students who have earned bonus points in the past seven days can be counted on one hand, and even if you include them all, you can't count them on the other hand.

Those who received more than two bonus points are extremely rare; among all the trainees, only Jackie Chan has achieved this honor.

"This place belongs to that smiling tiger. He's a disgusting scoundrel. Everything has to be done his way. There are no rules at all," Wu Zhe complained.

"I just don't understand. I was doing just fine as a paratrooper, why did I come here to suffer?"

Tuo Yonggang was filled with regret and said with a mournful tone, "Now is the time when our troops are training the most intensely. Blue skies, white clouds, and flowers blooming everywhere—what a comfortable time it was! How did we end up here?"

Tuo Yonggang had already reached the third floor. In frustration, he slammed his fist against the wall to vent his anger, only to immediately wince in pain.

I ran 50 kilometers holding onto the nails on the logs, and even with gloves on, both my hands were covered in broken blisters.

It's practically stuck to my gloves, how could it not hurt?

Looking at my hands, so badly mangled, and recalling the lost romance of blue skies and white clouds, I wonder when the suffering to come will end.

Tuo Yonggang broke down completely, slumped against the wall, and cried uncontrollably.

"What are you crying about, you grown man?"

Jackie Chan couldn't stand this lack of ambition, so he grabbed Tuo Yonggang by the collar and lifted him off the ground until his feet were dangling and pressed against the wall.

He stared into his eyes and said sternly, "Since you've made your choice, don't regret it. Even when you're dead, you're still alive."

"You can't even handle this little training intensity? And you're crying and whining like a girl, aren't you ashamed? And you call yourself an airborne soldier? You're more like a giant airborne aircraft."

Tuo Yonggang was lifted up by Jackie Chan with one hand and slammed against the wall, already in a dazed state.

I was terrified by Jackie Chan's incredible strength!

He was then verbally abused to his face, not only being told he was useless like a woman, but also being mocked and despised for his proudest identity as a paratrooper.

Tuo Yonggang had never suffered such humiliation before; his mind went blank and he couldn't even react.

When Jackie Chan released him and threw him down, Tuo Yonggang was jolted awake by the impact of his feet hitting the ground, only to realize that he had been ruthlessly humiliated by Jackie Chan.

"You son of a bitch..."

"Have you forgotten the bet? Are you adding another dishonest person to the list?"

Tuo Yonggang was about to challenge Jackie Chan with his neck stiff, but Cheng Kong's words left him speechless, and he could only helplessly accept it.

Because he lost to Jackie Chan in yesterday's competition, Tuo Yonggang is now inferior to Jackie Chan.

"Okay, calm down, calm down."

Wu Zhe continued to play the good guy, joining in with his catchphrase, "Since we've fallen into this pit, let's just make the best of it. We'll deal with the rest when we really can't take it anymore."

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed. 44, thank you for waking me up."

Tuo Yonggang regained his composure from his anger, and Wu Zhe's words made him realize that he had lost his temper. He then decisively expressed his feelings to Jackie Chan.

Be bold in taking responsibility for your actions, and be able to correct your mistakes.

This is Tuo Yonggang's greatest strength!

"Listen carefully, everyone, whether you're inside or not."

Qi Huan's wailing and howling voice suddenly reappeared downstairs, attracting the attention of all the students, who pricked up their ears.

In case Qi Huan suddenly pulls some trick, they can react immediately.

"Tomorrow, there will be live-fire shooting; the results will be included in the total score."

Qi Huan's shouts carried clearly throughout the dormitory building.

Nobody really felt anything special. Those who came were all veterans who had been there for two or three years, and they had long since passed the excitement period of target practice.

Only Tuo Yonggang suddenly became very excited and asked incredulously, "Live-fire target practice? Am I hallucinating?"

"Why are you so excited? It's just a live-fire exercise. What? You're a little prince who just parachuted in, haven't you ever done target practice before?" Jackie Chan said speechlessly.

"No, this is finally a change of pace. They're not training Wang Junxia in the military anymore," Tuo Yonggang said excitedly.

Wang Junxia broke the national record and won the gold medal in the women's 5000 meters at the 1996 Atlanta Olympics, becoming China's first athlete to win an Olympic long-distance running gold medal.

It is hailed as the "Oriental Divine Deer"!

Tuo Yonggang's words were an implication of sarcasm, as Yuan Lang's training arrangements mainly focused on running.

"I think they're running out of bullets and need us to help them use them up. It's definitely not some kind of pang of conscience."

After Wu Zhe finished speaking, he walked back to his dormitory, showing little interest in target practice.

"Good, very good."

Unable to contain his excitement, Tuo Yonggang put his arm around Xu Sanduo's shoulder and said confidently as they walked back to the dormitory, "Tomorrow, just you wait and see. I'll show them with bullets that there's more than one Old A in the army."

"You're a paratrooper, parachuting is your profession. This isn't a parachuting competition with you. How can you be so confident?" Jackie Chan poured cold water on his enthusiasm from behind.

In the original storyline, Tuo Yonggang was overconfident in his own abilities and underestimated the capabilities of the Old A team during live-fire target practice.

Only when he was dissatisfied did he challenge Yuan Lang to a bet.

The result was a crushing defeat, making him the first contestant to be eliminated.

Jackie Chan had already been laying the groundwork for this, and now that this crucial moment had finally arrived, he naturally wanted to make preparations in advance.

The first thing to do is to pour cold water on Tuo Yonggang.

Then, taking advantage of his previous victory over Tuo Yonggang, he can now dominate the conversation and make Tuo Yonggang realize that he is just a frog in a well.

"I'm an all-rounder with firearms. I can use 11 different guns and get near-perfect scores. You guys are from the army, do you think your marksmanship is better than mine?"

Tuo Yonggang looked at Jackie Chan confidently, not believing that Jackie Chan could be more awesome than him.

He firmly believes that no one is perfect.

Jackie Chan's physical abilities are so monstrous that no one can match him. However, when it comes to technical skills, he can't possibly be that good anymore.

Unfortunately, he made the wrong judgment.

Jackie Chan cannot be understood in the way ordinary people do.

"The boss's marksmanship is much better than yours. He received a third-class merit in basic training and got a perfect score on his first live-fire target practice. He's really amazing."

Jackie Chan didn't even need to answer; his little fanboy Xu Sanduo answered for him.

"A perfect score on the first shooting attempt?? Third-class merit?"

Tuo Yonggang froze, staring at Jackie Chan in disbelief.

Tuo Yonggang, an all-rounder with firearms, understands the significance of getting a perfect score on his first live-fire target practice. It's something that can't be compared to being fed bullets; it's a natural talent for being a sharpshooter.

Gun skills can be improved by accumulating bullets later in the game, but gun feel is something that's truly innate.

"Is it that difficult? By the way, I've only received two third-class merit awards, and not many other honors either, maybe around 20 in total."

Jackie Chan spoke casually, and Tuo Yonggang froze on the spot.

Even Wu Zhe, who had already taken off his clothes and changed into physical training shorts and a t-shirt, was so shocked that he turned around and said in disbelief, "You're really exaggerating! You look like you've only been in the army for two or three years, how could that be!"

"They're all in the storage room downstairs, in bags. If you don't believe me, go see for yourself," Jackie Chan said calmly.

The more indifferent Jackie Chan is, the less he cares.

On the contrary, it makes it more sophisticated.

Tuo Yonggang snapped out of his shock and chose to believe that Jackie Chan was really that good at marksmanship. With a comical expression, he looked up to the sky and sighed, "Alas, why did Heaven create both Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang? How did I end up with such a freak like you?"

"My marksmanship is indeed not bad, but compared to the guys in the Old A team, it's still a bit lacking."

Jackie Chan deliberately belittled himself to highlight Old A's amazing marksmanship, so that Tuo Yonggang would have a comparison and a sense of scale in his mind.

When the live-fire test starts tomorrow, things won't go as erratically as in the original storyline.

"How good can Old A be? I don't believe I'm worse than them. I'm made of bullets. 44, you just watch tomorrow. I'll show them what a sharpshooter is." Tuo Yonggang said confidently.

"You can use bullets to overload, but Old A can't? Besides, they don't have to parachute every day, so they have much more time to stockpile bullets than you. Why is your marksmanship inferior to yours? Do you have some kind of sharpshooting talent?"

"Well……"

Jackie Chan's sharp rebuke left Tuo Yonggang speechless.

Jackie Chan pressed his advantage, saying, "A year ago, during a mountain combat exercise, I sparred with the Old A team, and I was defeated in the end."

I aimed at him with the scope, but while he was running, he stopped, found me, aimed, and fired—all in just one second. Then I was killed.

Jackie Chan told Tuo Yonggang his own story of how Cheng Cai was killed by Yuan Lang.

Xu Sanduo recognized the true owner of the story and thought Jackie Chan had made a mistake, so he wanted to correct him. Fortunately, Jackie Chan stopped him with a look in time.

"From stopping while running, to taking up a gun, searching for the target, aiming, and finally firing, all these steps can be completed in one second? How is that possible? I don't even think it's possible to do it in three seconds."

Tuo Yonggang was indeed shocked and instinctively couldn't believe that a human could do this.

Wu Zhe took out two books, one in each hand, and held them in the air like a balance scale to find the feel for shooting. He also expressed his doubts, saying, "This speed is impossible, unless he didn't aim at all and was shooting by feel."

"Yes, 39, you're right."

Jackie Chan pointed his index finger at Wu Zhe and said seriously, "He was just shooting by feel for the gun, he didn't aim at all, but the important thing is that he still hit the target."

That's Old A for you—a marksmanship so sharp it defies common sense.

"It was because of Old A's amazing marksmanship that I came to this place, hoping to become an Old A myself and be as strong as them."

Jackie Chan's acting skills are also Oscar-worthy. He skillfully blends truth and fiction, deceiving and coaxing Tuo Yonggang and Wu Zhe, leaving them both stunned.

Tuo Yonggang, who was initially full of confidence, thought of how Jackie Chan, who had a natural talent for sniping, was easily defeated by Old A, and thus he held Old A in high esteem.

He couldn't help but feel doubtful, his confidence already severely damaged.

but.

Gangzi is known for his stubbornness.

Even though he was internally pounding with anxiety, he still stubbornly said, "Tch, I don't believe it. Just you wait and see tomorrow. I'll show you what a true all-rounder with firearms looks like."

(End of this chapter)