Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 125 Was he forced to act tough? (Please subscribe)

"Click~"

The bolt struck the barrel.

The shooting took less than 7 seconds in total, with a total time of 59 seconds.

Jackie Chan finished the entire shooting and finally couldn't hold back his breath and let out a huge sigh of relief.

My heart started pounding faster!

Jackie Chan's seemingly pretentious slow movements before firing the gun had nothing to do with pretentiousness; it was simply the only way he could do it.

To put it bluntly, the first 52 seconds were all in preparation for the last 7 seconds.

That's why it's so strange.

The problem lies in the fact that when shooting at the Type 95 without a sight correction device, you can't aim at it to get a good shot; you can only use the "gun feel" that only a few people know.

This thing sounds complicated and mysterious, but it is actually based on scientific principles.

It all boils down to eight words—

Practice makes perfect, and talent adds to the skill.

It's like an ordinary person using a regular rubber bow, not the kind with a trigger and scope; it's very difficult to hit something three meters away.

Even those with a little practice can only barely hit a balloon 10 meters away.

But those who have developed a real feel for it can accurately hit a soda can 50 meters away.

Do ordinary rubber bows have sights?

not at all!

It basically relies on anticipation and, most importantly, a feel for shooting.

Live-fire target practice and rubber-bow shooting at rocks are both things that require innate "talent" in the first place, plus a lot of grueling training later on.

Once your body and muscles are fully adapted and familiar with it, you'll know what it feels like to shoot a gun or bow a certain distance.

In this way, during short to medium range aiming and shooting, muscle memory and a magical feel for the gun allow you to know, without using a scope, how the gun should be positioned in your hand and roughly where the bullet will hit.

This is "gun-feel shooting"!

Yuan Lang can accurately hit the target with 25 bullets without any aiming correction, which is because he plays with the feel of gun shooting.

Within this 80-meter range, anyone with a good feel for the gun doesn't really need a sight.

As a special forces instructor in his previous life, Jackie Chan was a special forces soldier among special forces, so he naturally understood high-difficulty skills such as gun feel and shooting.

Moreover, during his years in the military in his previous life, he fired no less than 10 rounds of Type 95 and Type 95-1 ammunition.

However, Jackie Chan has never fired a Type 95 rifle in his life. He has been using Type 81 rifles since he joined the army, so he is somewhat unfamiliar with the Type 95.

This means you can't make demands when you're betting against Yuan Lang.

Let Yuan Lang give him a few minutes, plus a few dozen bullets, to properly feel and recall the Type 95 rifle before the competition officially begins.

In order to regain his original grip and feel for the gun, Jackie Chan had to delay as much as possible.

Instead of spending all the time spent shooting, I used it all to touch every part of the Type 95 rifle with my own hands, trying to recover as many memories and feelings as possible from the depths of my mind.

Jogging slowly on the road is also to help me get into the swing of things faster.

It is only when a person is calm and at peace that they can most easily find their sense of feeling.

If Jackie Chan were to sprint for even a few seconds, his heart rate and blood flow would inevitably increase, and even a small increase would have a significant impact.

after all.

Gun-feel shooting is a very mysterious thing.

Even the smallest error can have endless consequences.

Due to this unavoidable reason, Jackie Chan had no choice but to slow down as much as possible and try to gain more time to get into the swing of things.

Once you can find your feel for the gun and your grip, shooting is just a matter of seconds.

It can be said that it was a natural progression, a result of going with the flow.

Outsiders had no idea that Jackie Chan had no choice but to do it.

I thought Jackie Chan did it on purpose, deliberately going slower when he could have gone faster, which is why there were all sorts of discussions.

At first, I thought Jackie Chan had given up, but later I was stunned by his sudden burst of energy.

If the onlookers and the veterans knew that Jackie Chan's "showing off" had its own unavoidable difficulties, the outcome would probably be quite different.

Jackie Chan was initially quite worried, fearing that he wouldn't be able to find his old feel for the gun and complete the shot in just a few dozen seconds.

Fortunately, the connection between body and soul was very high, and I finally felt something at 52 seconds.

It's like a sudden flash of inspiration in your mind.

So Jackie Chan instantly sped up his movements, seizing the perfect moment when the feeling appeared, and fired the gun at an astonishing speed.

The three consecutive shots shocked the crowd.

It's just that they haven't reached Jackie Chan's level, and they don't know how terrifying the recoil force can be absorbed when a body weighs over 240 pounds and is all muscle.

to be honest.

When there is no recoil, there is actually no difference between firing single shots and bursts.

It's just a matter of pulling a trigger.

Jackie Chan's strong physique gives him an advantage that allows him to ignore the recoil of the Type 95 rifle, and he can simply rely on his feel for the gun to shoot.

Jackie Chan fired the bullets at an extremely fast speed, and he wasn't even sure if he had hit anything.

Shooting by feel makes me feel good.

Whether it hits or not is another matter!

After all, there are countless examples in the world of people who feel good but end up with bad results.

So even though he had impressed everyone with his superb shooting skills, Jackie Chan still wasn't entirely confident.

One second after Jackie Chan finished shooting, the entire arena fell silent.

"stop!"

Qi Huan issued a decree.

Having witnessed Jackie Chan's domineering fighting style before, and now being shocked by Jackie Chan's marksmanship, Yuan Lang immediately picked up the walkie-talkie and gave the order: "Report the target."

"Report to the captain: 29 shots hit the target, one shot missed, all over."

This target report result...

That's outrageous!

The entire room erupted in uproar, with discussions continuing unabated.

Queue rules had been completely forgotten; everyone was unable to contain their turbulent emotions and started chatting with those nearby.

"That marksmanship is outrageous! Is it even possible for a human to shoot like that?"

"Who exactly is 44? How is he so abnormally strong in every aspect? Doesn't he have any weaknesses? How did he train to be so powerful?"

"That's strange, his gun has no recoil, I really don't understand it."

……

The trainees were engaged in heated discussions, and the veterans weren't much better off.

Qi Huan was completely stunned.

Looking at Jackie Chan, he seemed to see a ghost, unable to believe that this had actually happened.

The other members of the A-team were even worse; the arrogance of an A-team member was gone from their eyes when they looked at Jackie Chan, replaced only by heartfelt admiration.

Jackie Chan, as a mere trainee, completely won over this group of veteran instructors.

Yuan Lang, the leader of Old A, underwent a series of dramatic changes in a short period of time, from initial doubt to shock and disbelief, until finally he had no choice but to admit defeat.

After experiencing a rollercoaster of emotions, Yuan Lang finally faced reality.

"You win. Now, tell me, what do you want?"

Although Yuan Lang had a cold face and was in a bad mood, he kept his word and did not renege on his promise.

"I beat you, you won 27, it's one to one, so it cancels out. Let's just consider it a normal friendly match, without any strings attached. How about it?"

Jackie Chan did not take the opportunity to make exorbitant demands; he simply stated his initial goal.

"Impossible, that's not a thing."

Yuan Lang immediately rejected Jackie Chan's request, but then offered an acceptable condition: "At most, I'll give you a discount and deduct 50 points."

"Okay, then that's settled."

Jackie Chan readily agreed.

Yuan Lang was a little taken aback, thinking that Jackie Chan would continue to bargain. Now that he had won the bet, he was indeed entitled to bargain.

Seeing the astonishment in Yuan Lang's eyes, Jackie Chan took the initiative to explain: "Making a mistake requires paying the corresponding price. This is a rule that everyone needs to abide by. Deducting 50 points is within a reasonable range in my opinion."

"You little brat..."

Yuan Lang suddenly laughed, pointing his index finger at Jackie Chan and saying, "Sometimes I feel that you're more suited to be an instructor than a trainee."

"How about I switch to being an instructor for the special training team from now on?" Jackie Chan said, seizing the opportunity.

"That won't do. Once you join the elite unit, you'll have plenty of opportunities to become an instructor."

After Yuan Lang finished speaking, he turned to look at Tuo Yonggang, his face turning cold as he mocked, "27, you're lucky, someone stood up for you."

Just because you escaped this time doesn't mean you'll be so lucky next time. You only have less than 30 points left; let's see how long you can last.

"Report, I will definitely make it to the end," Tuo Yonggang said firmly.

It's not just for himself, but also for the efforts Jackie Chan has made for him.

"I'll wait and see!"

Yuan Lang snorted coldly and turned to look at Qi Huan: "Continue training."

"Column 3, ready..."

Qi Huan ran back to the ranks and ordered the target practice to continue.

The special training team trained for two whole hours, from dawn until the early morning, before finally being taken back for breakfast.

The trainees' shooting performance remained mediocre, with an average hit rate of only 25% by the fourth round.

However, after the confrontation between Tuo Yonggang and Yuan Lang, Jackie Chan stepped in and saved him without serious injury, allowing him to barely survive with just over 20 points.

All the trainees witnessed firsthand what it means to have mountains beyond mountains and skies beyond skies during this segment.

Both Jackie Chan and Yuan Lang's abilities far surpassed those of the trainees as a whole, representing a miracle that the trainees had never even heard of.

He realized how big the gap was between him and Old A, and how poor his own strength was.

Their resentment naturally vanished completely.

All thoughts of rebellion vanished.

There was only one thing on my mind.

That is to work hard and try every means to make yourself as excellent as that, and no one will complain no matter how hard or tiring the training is.

This shift in mindset was crucial, as it laid the foundation for the training team's core principles.

There were no more troublemakers, only those who refused to admit defeat.

Kayaking, carrying logs, tactical training, endless emergency drills, various shooting exercises, mud pit combat, fully armed in torrential rain...

Various kinds of training, repeated endlessly.

The days of special training passed by one by one. Yuan Lang was still as strict with the trainees as ever, and the intensity of the training was still just as great.

Jackie Chan remains the team's standout performer, securing first place in every event without any controversy.

Everyone else can only compete for second place.

This also made Jackie Chan the only trainee in the entire training team who could maintain a perfect score of 100 points in most situations.

The main thing is that getting the highest score in each subject training earns you extra points.

The points deducted from Jackie Chan will be added back soon.

Following closely behind him was Cheng Cai, whose score, whether added or subtracted, always hovered around 80 points.

Following them were Xu Sanduo and Wu Liuyi.

Wu Zhe's academic qualifications far surpass those of the entire training camp, but apart from being smart, his other abilities are only average, though not too bad.

This made him the leader of the second tier, with his score hovering around 50 or 60 points.

Tuo Yonggang ended up at the bottom of the second tier.

After losing 50 points last time, he only had 20 points left. He could only try his best to minimize the points lost and then look for opportunities to gain more points.

Spending each day trying to avoid being eliminated has finally made Tuo Yonggang settle down completely.

They trained hard every day, giving up any resistance.

Finally, the trainees with the weakest abilities in the special training team formed the final third echelon, with each person's score hovering below 20 points.

Moreover, due to limited personal abilities, as training continued, the body gradually couldn't keep up, and every day there was the prospect of being penalized.

Starting from the second month of training, some trainees were finally eliminated.

Once all 100 points are deducted, pack your bags and leave.

Once the first trainee is eliminated, there will be a second, a third, a fourth...

Almost every few days, a trainee in the training camp would have all their points deducted and leave, and that departure would be a permanent farewell to the other trainees.

During their subsequent military careers, the chances of them meeting were almost zero.

As the training continued, the trainees' bodies had no time to recover, and they began to feel tired day after day. Many things that were originally easy to do became extremely difficult.

Gradually, most people fell behind in training, and those who couldn't keep up faced point deductions.

Significantly reduced installment payment plans are coming!

In the final month, everyone was losing points every day, and as their scores dwindled, the scholars were filled with anxiety and fear.

I can only grit my teeth and try my best, hoping that I can get through this final hurdle.

pity.

Dreams are ultimately just dreams.

No matter how hard some people grit their teeth and try to hold on, they can't keep going as they imagined. Once all their points are deducted, they can only desperately carry their luggage home.

The number of trainees decreased from 44 in the first month to 31 in the second month, and then began to decline sharply in the third month.

In a very short time, the number of people dropped to only 10.

Exhausted and disoriented, the trainees had no idea how much time had passed during training, and another day of training had ended.

"Number 27, failed the test, deducted 5 points, only 1 point left."

"Number 13, you failed, 5 points deducted. You've lost all 100 points, you can go now."

With Qi Huan's emotionless words, another trainee had to leave with his luggage, leaving only nine people in the special training team.

That's not even the scariest part.

The most terrifying thing is that Tuo Yonggang only has one point left, and he doesn't know if he can hold on tomorrow. Tuo Yonggang has no idea at all.

A careless mistake, and you lose that point.

That's terrifying!

"Tomorrow is a very important day for you. I hope you can get plenty of rest before we disband."

Qi Huan's words when he disbanded the army terrified Tuo Yonggang so much that he wet himself.

"Is the special training assessment coming soon? How can I possibly hold on with this one point?!"

Tuo Yonggang was on the verge of tears!

(End of this chapter)