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Chapter 20 Competition (1)

"Report! I want to know what this chief, who dresses differently from us, has."

Knowing that the dog-headed Lao Gao looked down on them was pretending to be Miao Lian's instructions, Chang Ning simply used the trick to provoke it directly. He wanted to use this to try how big the gap there was between himself and the real special forces soldier.

"Chang Ning!"

Miao Lian, who was standing aside, seemed to be whispering to Chang Ning for being ignorant, but in fact he was happy, and this was the effect he wanted.

"Captain Gao, this little soldier seems to be dissatisfied with you. Would you show off your skills?"

If a young man is not reckless, is he still called a young man? Minister Zhao did not feel disgusted with Chang Ning because of rash challenges to the leader. On the contrary, Minister Zhao also looked like he was watching the show.

The high school team smiled: "I listen to the leader."

Minister Zhao said: "Then you can communicate with them and see."

The high school team looked at Chang Ning who was looking at him and said confidently: "But since the leader has spoken, let's communicate."

He walked up to Chang Ning: "I can shoot more than anything else."

As an elite army, the high school team has his pride, and he disdains to take advantage of a private who has just entered the army. Basic training for scouts such as multi-capacity shooting is a completely pediatric-like project in his opinion.

After saying that, he took off his black beret and stopped it on his epaulette: "Lao Miao, do you have a beer bottle?"

Miao Lian pointed to the beer bottles piled up high not far away: "There are a bunch of them over there, we use them to hammer them."

"Take two soldiers to help throw them away."

Miao Lian smiled bitterly. He wanted Lao Gao to help him suppress the arrogance of these boys. Now, he obviously wants to take ruthless actions like this.

"You kid, are you embarrassed my soldiers on my land?"

The dog-headed old man pretended not to understand: "You asked me to smash the situation, do you regret it?"

"What do you two, go get the wine bottle!"

Miao Lian couldn't accept the excitement of these old brothers the most, so he immediately sent two soldiers to get the bottle.

The two soldiers turned around and ran away after hearing the order.

The old master of dog head did not have a gun, so he didn't feel embarrassed and naturally took the automatic rifle from Chang Ning's hand and checked: "The gun is well maintained."

Although Chang Ning's rifle shooting experience bar was filled with him, he did not slackewer because of his full level. Instead, he maintained the good habit of maintaining firearms.

There was no dust on his gun, and he wouldn't have any stains after he put his fingers into the barrel and rubbed them.

"Thank you for your praise. I think treating your gun well will also surprise you."

Chang Ning was quite helpful when he heard the praise from the dog-headed Lao Gao. No matter how he could get the praise from a veteran, it shows that Chang Ning does have a good idea in gun maintenance.

"Do you think I'm praising you? What's so proud of? Maintaining guns is the basic quality of a soldier."

Who knew that the dog-headed Lao Gao didn't play according to common sense at all. He was praising people the moment before, and then he was stunned by Chang Ning. Maybe it was the sequelae of his training of special forces.

‘What kind of magical twist is this? Will he have any serious illness?’

Chang Ning doesn’t understand why the dog-headed Lao Gao is obviously fine, but how can he change his face if he changes his face? Is he a dog?

However, he is the leader, and Chang Ning has to endure it even if he is unhappy. He can't just choke on the dog's head.

At that time, I guess even if the dog boss doesn't care, Miao Lian will deal with him.

Chang Ning decided to teach the dog-headed elder in the next competition.

"I proofread the gun myself, you can try it."

Everyone has their own habit of using guns. Chang Ning is afraid that the dog-headed man will not be used to reminding him kindly.

"No need. Shooting is not with your eyes, but with this-"

The dog-headed Lao Gao pointed at his heart, then held a gun in both hands and shouted, "Okay!"

Pay attention to the message from his old comrade-in-arms, and immediately shouted at the soldiers in the distance: "Take it!"

Hearing the commander's order, a soldier threw out a bottle of wine. The bottle rotated in the air, with a subtle sound of wind.

The high school team raised their guns and quickly aimed, gently pulled the trigger with a gunshot, and the wine bottle broke in the air.

The scouts were all stupid and forgot to applaud because it was all too fast. Not only the scouts were so stupid, but Chang Ning, who had the full-level rifle shooting experience, was moved.

Miao Lian said: "Continue to throw it away, throw a few more!"

Hurry!

A few wine bottles were thrown out, and the high school team fired a gun, and the wine bottles broke in response to the sound.

"Below is a one-handed target rapid shooting!"

The high school team changed to the right hand gun, or the rapid fire.

Bang bang bang! The wine bottle turned into green smoke in the air.

"Change hands!"

The high school team also turned their hands in the air, and the Type 95 automatic rifle reached its left hand and continued to shoot.

Another gunshot followed by a broken bottle.

The quality of the scouts in the conventional army is undeniable, and their horizons must be wider than ordinary soldiers. But the dog-headed Lao Gao belongs to the special forces, which is the reconnaissance force in the reconnaissance force.

Therefore, this time everyone was a feast for the eyes. After the high school team finished the show, thunderous applause burst out.

The high school team stopped shooting and pulled out a stiff smile. It was obvious that he was not used to it: "No need to applaud, this is just the basic skill of every member of the special forces!"

When things went through, Miao Lian knew it was time to appear, so he smiled bitterly and said, "Minister Zhao, you are bringing people to play!"

Minister Zhao cooperated with Miao Lian: "Where is it! I am taking the cadres of the special brigade to various reconnaissance teams to find out the bottom of this year's selection. The high school team is discussing with you in private, and it doesn't count!"

The high school team smiled reservedly: "Lao Miao, I'm sorry!"

Although I knew that they were pretending, Miao Lian was unhappy when he saw Lao Gao's smug look, and he scolded: "Damn, if I had half of your training funds, my soldiers would be stronger than yours!"

The high school team laughed and didn't get angry. They were all old brothers for decades. Who doesn't know who?

"I said it a long time ago, victory is not a martial arts. This is nothing, it's just a trick."

"Company Commander, since this commander is from a special forces, I want to ask him about my rifle shooting skills. I wonder if it works?"

Chang Ning saw that the dog-headed Gao had finished showing, so he should have played, otherwise the loss he suffered before would be in vain.

He must find the place in the training ground and cannot be in vain.

Chang Ning has already planned that he will not lose in this wave. If he wins, he will regain the face of the reconnaissance company, and if he loses, he can take the opportunity to ask the high school team for advice. Maybe he can even get a new experience bar.

‘This is why the company commander’s calculation may fail. When the leaders leave, Miao Lian may train himself hard.

Forget it, try to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle! Nothing happens to you as you wish.’

Chang Ning's words focused everyone's eyes on him, and the facts were in front of him, and there was nothing to show.

‘No matter how awesome you Chang Ning is, you can still compare to Langya’s high school team?’

Looking at Chang Ning's stubborn face, Miao Lian is in a dilemma now. If Chang Ning loses now, Ye Laohu will lose even if he doesn't care about his face or his inner self!

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