Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 273 The Soul of Special Forces - Trust Shooting (Please Subscribe)

Trust shooting requires very few props; you only need to buy a bag of small balloons.

The total price is no more than one dollar.

In addition, call up the main medical team and have them on standby at any time on the sidelines.

2 pm.

With all preparations for the shooting completed, Jackie Chan had Gray Wolf lead Lone Wolf Team B to the shooting range, while he led the medical team and armorers there first.

Because there was no prior notice, the members of Lone Wolf Team B were completely unprepared.

As soon as I arrived at the firing range, I saw a team of military doctors. My heart skipped a beat for no reason, but I didn't know why. I was full of questions.

But one thing is certain.

That means the entire Group B unanimously believes that Jackie Chan is up to something new again.

"What kind of training requires such a large-scale operation, with even military medics on standby? There's no training on the courage to die, is this something even more outrageous?"

Zhuang Yan and the others were filled with this question, and the more they thought about it, the more uneasy they felt, and they couldn't help but start to feel nervous.

Jackie Chan's special training instructor was different from the other instructors; his mind was full of all sorts of strange and unconventional methods, the kind that had never been seen before.

It makes it impossible for anyone to predict or guess.

In this atmosphere of collective trepidation, the six members of Lone Wolf Group B were led into the shooting range and lined up at the command of the Coyote.

"At ease!"

Special training instructor Jackie Chan strolled onto the field with his usual smile on his face.

"I know you're all curious about what kind of training it is today and why there's a military doctor here."

I will tell you, but not now; you need to warm up first.

First, we'll go to target practice, a 200-meter half-body circular target. Each person will fire two magazines. After that, we'll begin today's formal training.

Jackie Chan's words did not solve the mystery; instead, they made the members of Team B even more confused.

At the same time, I'm even more anxious!

"We need to warm up? Is that really necessary?"

In this tense atmosphere, the members of Group B were taken to the shooting range by Gray Wolf, and each of them received 60 rounds of ammunition and went to their shooting positions.

soon.

"Clap clap clap clap clap..."

Gunshots, like popping beans, rang out one after another at the firing range.

Jackie Chan required precision shooting, specifically long-range shooting at a distance of 200 meters. The shooting difficulty was not high, but it wasn't something to be done casually either.

Zhuang Yan and the others needed to hold their breath and concentrate, firing one shot at a time.

During this sustained, focused shooting session, Zhuang Yan and the other five gradually calmed down, and their concentration began to build step by step.

After firing 60 rounds in succession, Zhuang Yan and the other six were all in a firing stance.

In other words, your hands are "hot"!

Having met the basic requirements for trust shooting and minimized the probability of accidents, Jackie Chan then began to read out the training subjects.

"Today you are training in a new subject called Trust Shooting."

Trust shooting naturally cultivates trust—the trust between you, unconditional trust, the trust to entrust your life to each other.

Why should you trust each other unconditionally?

Because it is the foundation of special operations, the soul of a team.

In special operations, especially in strategic forces, each person has their own functional area of ​​responsibility. Finding these areas is very difficult, and perfectly integrating these areas is even more difficult.

Only by condensing their souls into a tight band and binding them all together can they form a complete fighting force.

This is like a wooden bucket. Even if you find the necessary planks, it's still unusable, can't hold water, and doesn't fulfill its intended purpose.

It can only hold water if all the boards are fixed together with iron hoops.

Otherwise, it would just be a bunch of nice-looking boards, and could not be called a bucket at all.

A special operations team is like a bucket, and the six of you are the six planks. Trust is the soul, the iron hoop that binds you together.

Only a united team can build up its fighting power.

Therefore, the foundation of teamwork is trust, and the training I'm going to conduct today is to help each of you completely trust each other and forge the soul of Lone Wolf Team B.

Jackie Chan explained it very thoroughly, and Zhuang Yan and the others understood it immediately, which also made them even more curious.

Trust isn't something you can just talk about or cultivate; it's something that comes from within.

What methods will Jackie Chan use to forge team trust within the Lone Wolf B team?

Amid Zhuang Yan and the others' doubts, Jackie Chan quickly solved the mystery.

"Zhuang Yan, Geng Jihui, you two line up and come this way with me."

"Grey Wolf, as I told you before, take the others to the waiting area."

Jackie Chan issued two orders in succession, turned around and walked about ten meters into the shooting range, arriving at the place where two circles were drawn on the ground.

There are mounds of earth more than two meters high blocking the view from the left, right, and front of this place.

It can effectively prevent bullets from flying out and accidentally injuring people.

"Zhuang Yan, left. Geng Jihui, right. You two stand in the circle waiting area," Jackie Chan said, pointing to the circle on the ground.

"What are you trying to do?"

Zhuang Yan and Geng Jihui still couldn't understand, and walked away, completely bewildered.

The two stood facing each other, five meters apart.

"Come on, blow up this balloon."

Jackie Chan walked over and handed each of them a balloon, which left Zhuang Yan and Geng Jihui even more confused.

The other four members of Group B, who were temporarily relegated to being bystanders and stood in a "T" shape in the waiting area, suddenly became excited when Jackie Chan handed out balloons.

What does "sending out balloons" mean?

"Is it a balloon-blowing contest? A face-to-face competition to see who can blow it up the fastest?"

"These thugs are full of wild ideas. What kind of torture have they arranged for us this time? What's the connection between the balloons and the training?"

……

The ostrich, the medic, and the other two chatted away, having a great time.

As the parties involved, Zhuang Yan and Geng Jihui had even deeper doubts in their hearts.

Zhuang Yan couldn't hold back any longer and asked, puzzled, "Hey instructor, if you're really bored, don't make fun of us. Blowing up balloons is for kids, right? We're special forces soldiers, it's really inappropriate for us to do this."

"No, no, no, it might be childish for kids to play with, but it's just right for you guys," Jackie Chan said mysteriously.

"Is there a direct relationship between blowing up balloons and training?" Geng Jihui asked again, frowning.

"have!"

Jackie Chan answered decisively and urged, "Hurry up, stop dawdling. I'll give you twenty seconds. If you can't blow it up, you'll be pushing a cart two hundred meters."

Upon hearing that the old man was to push the cart for two hundred meters, Zhuang Yan and Geng Jihui's expressions changed drastically, and they quickly got to work.

The "Old Man Pushing a Cart" exercise was conceived by Jackie Chan. It wasn't particularly difficult; its main purpose was to torture people, to the point of making them feel like they were in heaven.

No matter how skilled or powerful someone is, they're guaranteed to fall victim to even one round of training.

Even tough guys can turn into sissies.

It will make you so weak that you can't even hold chopsticks properly.

Perhaps it was because the special forces soldier had such a large lung capacity, or perhaps he was too excited by Jackie Chan's presence.

"Slap! Slap!"

Zhuang Yan and Geng Jihui used too much force, and both of them popped the balloons.

"When it's your turn to put in the effort, take it easy and just blow it up to the size of a fist."

Jackie Chan was both amused and exasperated, and could only give each of them another one, specifying exactly how big to blow it up.

Having learned from their experience this time, Zhuang Yan and Geng Jihui quickly blew up the balloons, tied a knot at one end, and looked at Jackie Chan.

Their expressions were remarkably similar, all conveying an urgent desire to know what was going to happen.

"Very good, Zhuang Yan, give me the balloon and load this bullet into the gun." Jackie Chan walked over to Zhuang Yan and handed him a bullet.

"Live ammunition?" Zhuang Yan asked in surprise.

"Yes, live ammunition."

Jackie Chan snatched the balloon from Zhuang Yan's hand, shoved the bullet into his hand, and said, "You have ten seconds to load the bullet into the gun and get ready to shoot, or else..."

"No, I understand, I understand."

Zhuang Yan has already learned to answer first, interrupting Jackie Chan and quickly starting to act cool.

Jackie Chan turned around and came to Geng Jihui's side. Geng Jihui thought he was going to give him a bullet, so he offered the balloon, wanting to exchange it for a bullet.

Jackie Chan gave a meaningful smile, shook his head, and said, "No, you don't need bullets. You just need to put the balloon on your head."

"Why?" Geng Jihui asked.

"No reason, this is an order," Jackie Chan said coldly.

"yes!"

Geng Jihui had no choice but to comply.

With increasing confusion, he held the balloon above his head with both hands.

The two sides are standing face to face. One of them fired a bullet, and the other held a balloon above his head. The imagery is already quite striking.

The ostrich, who is constantly criticized for having a small brain capacity, was the first to react upon seeing this scene.

"I understand, I understand."

The ostrich squawked excitedly, and once everyone's attention was on him, it explained as if presenting a treasure: "I've seen something similar in TV dramas, where someone balances an apple on their head and shoots it with a bow and arrow."

The thugs definitely had Zhuang Yan take the gun and shoot the balloon on Geng Jihui's head. Absolutely, definitely. I can even guess that; aren't I clever? Haha.

"Ostriches are indeed ostriches; their brains are really small."

The medic had actually thought of that too, but suddenly poured cold water on him, saying, "Look at how excited you are! What are you so happy about? If I shot you, I don't know if you'd still be this excited."

"ah??"

The ostrich finally realized that while the spectacle was certainly entertaining, he was about to have his turn to participate. The thought of the medic shooting the balloon off his head...

"No, no, no, absolutely not. I'd rather shoot myself than be hit by you."

The ostrich shook its head like a rattle drum, and its exaggerated expressions and movements, along with the fact that the two of them were always a pair of clowns, drew a burst of laughter from everyone.

But as they laughed, everyone's expressions turned serious.

Because they imagined themselves going on the field, being shot in the head by someone else.

The balloon is only about the size of a fist. What if the other person's hand shakes, or they are nervous, or something else goes wrong and they hit the other person's head?

To hand over the power of life and death to someone else means that whether you live or die depends entirely on the other person, leaving you with no control over your life.

This made them increasingly frightened and anxious.

(End of this chapter)