Chapter 308: This is the gap

The contest is about to begin, this is a battle of honor between the People's Army's special forces and the Volunteer Army's special forces.

Park Sang-jie seemed very confident. He was even generous enough to order the start of the competition to be the female soldier of the Volunteer Army Art Troupe, and this female soldier turned out to be Zhao Xiaoyan.

Zhao Xiaoyan didn't care. She glanced at Wang Yang, and Wang Yang nodded and smiled, meaning that he would do it according to Park Sang-je's way.

Wang Yang followed Park Sang-jie leisurely and let Park Sang-jie arrange everything, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

But everyone felt strange. Why did Wang Yang say such words at the beginning? Gun and Ren are brothers. Can Wang Yang hear the gun's thoughts? All of this makes people feel extremely mysterious. At this time, Wang Yang was more like a charlatan than Li Donghai.

Fu Rongyi seemed to understand a little. He was not a novice either and was very familiar with the sniper's style. Of course, he also saw that Park Sang-je was a very powerful opponent, but Wang Yang's way of treating him confused everyone. However, he nodded thoughtfully after seeing it.

Others didn't notice it, but Fu Rongyi saw it. What Wang Yang said seemed to have no effect on the contest below, but Park Sang-jie suppressed his anger, and the blue veins on his forehead swelled up, which made Fu Rongyi see it. The reason was very simple. It turned out that Park Sang-jie was still very angry, and he just didn't show it.

If you get angry, it means that Park Sang-jie's heart is not as calm as he looks. His skills in cultivating the mind and nurturing the nature have not yet reached its peak. As long as his emotions are affected, then when the contest begins, Park Sang-jie will have a shadow in his heart, and Wang Yang will have a chance to win. Fu Rongyi can think that what Wang Yang said is not useless.

Thirty-six strategies, attacking the heart is the best. Wang Yang's few casual words have caused a subtle change in Park Sang-je's psychology, which is a kind of victory.

"The target position has been erected. I wonder if the battalion commander has any other requirements?"

Park Sang-je’s face was calm and his steps were firm. If everyone observed carefully, everyone would feel strange, because Park Sang-jee walked outside the base, and every step he took seemed to be the same size. No matter what kind of activities he had in his heart, he would not seem to have any changes to his living habits.

"I don't care. As long as the guest follows the host, should I remove the gun now?"

Wang Yang still looked at Park Sang-jee with a smile. Park Sang-jee is so calm that he is so sunny that people can't bear to see him lose in Park Sang-jee's hands in a while. However, the people watching around him have a feeling that Wang Yang doesn't really look like a sniper. Compared to Park Sang-jee's gloom, Park Sang-jee undoubtedly has the potential to be a successful sniper when he comes. It seems impossible for Wang Yang to win.

"Of course, we can unplug the gun now and compete immediately!"

To be honest, although Park Sang-jeo couldn't see any expression on his face, he had long hoped that the game would start soon. He really didn't want to listen to what Wang Yang said anymore. For some reason, although Wang Yang didn't say much and had a very good attitude, he was heartbroken, making him feel less calm than his appearance.

Guns are the second life of warriors. Everyone knows this. Jun Park Sang-je has always been a human tool. Guns are just auxiliary tools. If they really want to play the role of guns, it depends on people.

However, Wang Yang not only said that the gun was the second life of the warrior, but he also said that the gun was the warrior's brother and relative. He said that the gun had thoughts and the gun had its own feelings, but he was a little confused. He heard some snipers say this, but he always sneered, but for some reason. When Wang Yang had not even seen his gun clearly, he pointed out that there were small stones in his bolt, which made his mind start to shake.

Faced with this kind of shake-up, Park Sang-je, of course, knows what it means, because the most important thing for a sniper is to be calm in order to shoot a good shot. However, once he is confused and hesitant, no matter how good he has the shooting skills, he cannot play his true level. So he is really afraid that he will hear Wang Yang again and make his heart shake again. It is just right to shoot quickly.

"Oh, are you starting to unload your gun now?"

After saying that, Park Sang-jeo almost ignored Wang Yang's statement and immediately started to unload his gun in the grass. However, Wang Yang did not follow him, but looked at Park Sang-jeo very strangely and suddenly asked him.

"Xiaoyan, please give me a white towel!"

Park Sang-jie looked at Wang Yang with a confused look. This time he was determined not to answer Wang Yang's words anymore. He didn't want to be led by Wang Yang, but Wang Yang still acted according to his own ideas and suddenly asked Zhao Xiaoyan for a white towel.

Towels? What's hard to do? What's the use? Not only did Park Sang-je frown into a Sichuan-shaped font, but even the audience next to him didn't know what was going on.

"I have a towel here. Do you think it can be used?"

Zhao Xiaoyan agreed, and was about to walk back and get a towel, but the towel was a regular item for poorly equipped volunteers and Korean People's Army soldiers. A soldier next to him said enthusiastically to Wang Yang, and then took out a white towel.

"It can be used, but it may get dirty in a while. Comrade, are you willing to bear it?"

The soldier was a young soldier who was young but had a smile on his face. Wang Yang looked at the white towel in his hand. He didn't think there was anything wrong with his towel, but he still told him the result with kindness.

"It's okay, Comrade Battalion Commander, just use it, even if it gets dirty, it's okay!"

Wang Yang spoke fluent Korean and his smile made the soldiers of the People's Army feel good to him. He shook his head and said it didn't matter, so that Wang Yang could use it with confidence.

"Okay, thank you so much!"

Regardless of Park Sang-je's confusion, and Park Sang-je has now removed the gun and placed it in the grass at a very fast speed, Wang Yang carefully spread the towel in his hand to the ground, and his meticulous expression was until everyone next to him felt confused.

He spread the white towel on the ground, then placed the gun flat on his knees, and kneeled in front of the white towel with his legs. Only then did everyone realize that he had finally started to remove the gun.

However, Park Sang-je's quick removal was not moving, and Wang Yang's removal was extremely slow. He unloaded the gun almost step by step, then protected each part like a treasure and gently placed it on the white towel.

Not to mention the speed, but just because Wang Yang's face now showed Qicheng's appearance, the soldiers watching the side could not help but feel that Wang Yang was really the same as what he said, and he used his gun to care for his relatives and brothers.

Everyone's face was strange. Although the requirements of both the Volunteer Army and the Korean People's Army for soldiers were to protect the equipment in their hands, I'm afraid that this is the only one among the hundreds of thousands of people who care about Wang Yang.

Only when Wang Yang took advantage of the gun, the Korean People's Army special forces soldier looked at Wang Yang and nodded in recognition. The hostility towards him in his eyes was reduced by a few points. In terms of the degree of care for the gun, Wang Yang had never suffered any grievances since he took his gun.

"Are you really a special forces soldier? You... when are you going to be discharged?"

Wang Yang was very slow and very careful. Even if he removed a small part, he didn't seem to want the gun to suffer any minor damage. If such a gun removal action was also a special force soldier, Park Sang-je thought to himself that any soldier present might have done better than Wang Yang, a special force soldier.

Originally, he thought his patience was good enough, but Wang Yang's slow approach really made him feel like he was collapsed. He couldn't help but ask out loud.

"It doesn't seem to matter whether I am a special forces soldier or not!"

Carefully put the bolt on the white towel, his gentle movements were as if he was holding his lover on the head of the bed, and his eyes could melt any woman. However, at this time, he heard Park Sang-jeo's words, and he answered slowly, finally raised up to look at Park Sang-jeo, and smiled again:

"But I clearly remember that it seems that our gun removal action is not counted as the outcome of the contest, right?"

Hearing this, Park Sang-je felt his brain was bloodshot. He opened his mouth and finally resisted what he wanted to say. He decided to close his mouth and no longer give Wang Yang any chance to anger himself.

"It's a pity that the Mosin Gandhi sniper rifle in your hand is not protected as it deserves. Although the sword is good, once it is entrusted with a non-human, its sharpness will fade away and eventually become dull!"

However, Park Sang-je closed his mouth, which did not mean that Wang Yang let him go. Park Sang-je had to feel that the boy in front of him was not like a soldier, but rather a little bitchy in the village. The long-winded words really made him feel a little urge to hit people, but he had to say that Wang Yang's words seemed to make sense. He was indeed not very good at guns, but is this very important?

Maybe it's very important, but after all, it's not important to a level that is more important than him. If the gun is no longer possible, just change another one. Although Wang Yang's words can touch him, he did not change some of his habits because of Wang Yang's words.

"Well, that's good. Although the gun is not a famous weapon, once you take care of it with your heart and understand it like your own body, you will feel that the gun is the same. I think Comrade Park Sang-je, you may never have reached this level, right?"

Park Sang-je didn't say a word. He forced himself not to listen to any of Wang Yang's remarks anymore, but Wang Yang was buzzing around him like a mosquito, which made him even more unbearable. Although Wang Yang's voice was not loud, he had to think about what he said and not pretended to be in his mind.

The realm of unity of man and gun? This seems to be a bit like the legendary combination of man and sword in ancient Chinese martial arts, but is it really possible to unity of man and gun?

Maybe it is really possible? As a shooter, Park Sang-je is not a Chu brother. What Wang Yang said may not touch the soldiers on the side, but to Park Sang-je, it was like thunder and lightning flashes through his mind.

He also fired a gun, and he also knew that there was a supreme realm of instant sniper killing. I heard that in that case, the gun almost became a part of the human body, without aiming or preparing. Once a desperate battle on the battlefield is carried out, a sniper who has reached this level can shoot by raising his hands, but the bullets shot out are like after being accurately adjusted. The enemy from the enemy is not afraid in front of him, and he can also achieve the fatal effect of the gun.

Could it be that what Wang Yang said about the unity of man and gun refers to this?

But how is this possible? How old is Wang Yang? No matter how you look at it, he is only in his early twenties. He is like a doctor in his career as a sniper. The longer he is, the longer he settles, the more powerful he will be. And Wang Yang is just a little kid, how could he reach the state of unity of man and gun?

Park Sang-jie's face was shocked, but his eyes were full of confusion. If Wang Yang in front of him did not have this ability, why could he speak so clearly? Wang Yang in front of him could always make Ruwu Ruhuan unable to see it. Now this emotion became even worse. Even at that moment, when he thought of him saying that the man and gun were united, he felt that he could not defeat Wang Yang.

“Can you start?”

However, at this time, Park Sang-jie didn't have much time to consider this issue, because Zhao Xiaoyan had asked Park Sang-jie if he could start, but Park Sang-jie didn't hear it, so Wang Yang next to him could not say such a sentence loudly in his ear.

"Oh, sorry! It's time to start!"

At this time, Park Sang-jeo woke up as if in a dream. He saw Wang Yang's smile that seemed to be harmless in front of him, and almost involuntarily replied, of course, then he quickly focused his mind and began to prepare.

"Okay, Xiaoyan! Please call me the starting command for me!"

Wang Yang smiled confidently. After he said this to Zhao Xiaoyan, everyone present suddenly felt that Wang Yang had changed into a different person, and his legs had changed from the original kneeling position to a half-squat. While his body was half-tilted, he had stretched out his right hand down. At this moment, his head also dropped and his ears were listening.

At this time, no one could see Wang Yang's expression, but only the soldiers of the First Squadron knew that Wang Yang's eyes were full of fighting spirit, because the dreamlike movement began.

When Wang Yang's preparations were performed at the base of the Xiaolong Special Forces Brigade, he was the same when Wang Yang prepared the guns. Moreover, every soldier in the first squadron was forced to use this action for the assessment.

Because Wang Yang's movement has too many benefits, and his ears are always listening to the occurrence of the command. At the same time, Wang Yang's right hand can pick up the first part as quickly as possible for assembly. The half-tilted body also gives the human body the maximum kinetic energy to move. To put it bluntly, as long as you do this action, take a look at Park Sang-je, who is still a little dazed now. The soldiers of the First Squadron almost laughed out loud. They already knew that Park Sang-je had lost half.

This is the gap. Park Sang-je always feels that he is very powerful, but Wang Yang is so harmless. But in fact, from the beginning, Park Sang-je didn't know that they had already fought.

Wang Yang was silent and made the calm sniper angry again and again, and finally confused Park Sang-je with heart-killing words. Under such continuous blows, although Park Sang-je had no performance on his face, his heart could no longer be calm, and he had already lost half of this battle.

Of course, what Park Sang-je didn't expect was that if you just want to shoot, Lieutenant Park Il-xin was still idiotically trying to get a gun. You must know that Wang Yang's loading and unloading guns were trained through thousands or even tens of thousands of times in the base of the Xiaolong Special Forces Brigade.

In that era, the training of special forces soldiers was still self-developed. There were not many people who conducted such extreme torture training for various subjects like Wang Yang. Undoubtedly, Wang Yang and the others were the first to try it out. Their professional quality was probably because Park Sang-je couldn't catch up.

"The competition begins!"

Seeing that Wang Yang and Park Sang-jie were both ready, although Wang Yang's preparation seemed even more weird, Zhao Xiaoyan believed that Wang Yang's approach had some reason, so she still issued the password without hesitation.

Then……

The contest began. Of course, more importantly, all the officers and soldiers present, whether they were Volunteer Army soldiers and the People's Army soldiers, saw a dream-like look.

Regardless of whether Wang Yang said that he wanted to be protected by his brothers, the first thing he saw was Park Sang-je quickly loading the gun. I have to say that Park Sang-je is still a little bit in his mind. Before he knew it, he was hit by Wang Yang's trick again. He picked up the barrel and found that something was wrong.

Logically speaking, a good gun needs to be maintained at any time. A good soldier, a soldier who loves guns as much as his life, will remove the guns and then maintain them with gun oil whenever possible.

Why did Wang Yang say that when he first saw Park Sang-je, he said that he didn't care about his gun? In fact, Wang Yang saw that although Park Sang-je's gun was very good, the entire gun body seemed dull. This shows that the gun had not been wiped for a long time, and Wang Yang felt something even more incredible. A sniper didn't even know that there was a stone in his bolt, which almost squeezed the bolt a little deformed. That means that Park Sang-je's treatment of him was not ordinary.

What will happen if the gun is not an ordinary mistake?

Needless to say, Wang Yang has done so many seemingly useless actions, and at this time he seems to be conspiring.

The reason is very simple. If a gun is not wiped frequently, it means that there is not much oil in the gun. If the gun is not much oil, there will be some stuck in the parts in the gun. Then when loading the gun, it will not be stronger than those guns with sufficient oil and a certain lubrication effect.

Those who know it will find that Wang Yang is a bit vicious. Wang Yang deliberately asked Park Sang-je to remove the gun first, but after it was removed, Wang Yang slowly began to unload the gun, which caused the parts of Park Sang-je's gun to be exposed in the air for a long time.

As we all know, gun oil will evaporate automatically, not to mention that it is in the open wilderness, and the occasional mountain wind blows through the valley, it will make it even worse for Park Sang-je’s gun placed on the ground. Park Sang-je’s gun, which is not much gun oil on his gun, will inevitably be consumed.

In this case, if you install a gun at this time, how can Park Sang-je be successful again?

I never thought that this would happen. Just when I installed the first barrel, Park Sang-je felt that it would be difficult for his barrel to be inserted into the gun. He could not enter it even after slipping. He had to plug it harder to make the barrel completely safe. After just such a move, he was stunned to find that Wang Yang had already started his performance like flowing water.

Is Wang Yang an elite special forces soldier?

This is actually boring. In many cases, Wang Yang did not say that he was a special forces soldier. Of course, he would not be like Lieutenant Park Il-xin. He was so bored that when chasing girls, he wanted to let people know that he was the number one strong man in the world.

Whether he is a special force soldier, Wang Yang will only tell him whether he is qualified or not. You will only discover in battle. Of course, if you have to compete, Wang Yang will never refuse.

What is a performance like a flowing action, what is a performance like a dream? All the soldiers present were intoxicated. Even Park Sang-je, who was on the side, couldn't help but stop his movements, looking at Wang Yang in a daze, with incredible expressions in his eyes.

Zhao Xiaoyan said that the competition began, and as soon as the word "start" sounded, Wang Yang had already put his right hand on the show. It was a wonderful performance comparable to a condolence performance of the art troupe. Everyone can only describe it as magic.

Wang Yang's expression was extremely serious, and his concentration made people feel that he had already integrated into the movements he was about to do.
To be continued...