Wiping the cold sweat on his face, Song Kaifei looked at the surveillance screen next to him. It was exactly where He Chenguang was. There was a row of bullet holes in the target behind him, but he was not harmed.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Red Cell, including Song Kaifei, breathed a long sigh of relief. The rifles they held in their hands only had automatic sights. It was extremely rare to be able to do this.
"Next, Wang Yanbing, I'll give you thirty seconds."
After He Chenguang finished speaking, he turned on the headset and said to He Chenguang who was five hundred meters away: "Get a new target."
"yes!"
Two shouts rang out at the same time. Wang Yanbing took a step forward, raised the assault rifle in his hand, his face looked extremely solemn.
He Chenguang quickly changed a new target, and then stuck it motionless on it, closing his eyes at the same time to avoid causing some psychological burden to his teammates.
As a series of gunshots rang out, a row of bullet holes appeared again on the target behind He Chenguang, which was exactly the shape of his head.
Wang Yanbing finally breathed a sigh of relief. After saluting Xiao Yun, he turned around and returned to the queue.
"Next, Gong Jian!"
"..."
A few minutes later, everyone in Red Blood Cells all completed a round of training. After becoming proficient in this training method, everyone was no longer as nervous as they were at the beginning.
But soon, Xiao Yun pressed the headset and shouted to He Chenguang: "Go back two hundred meters and repeat the previous action."
Hearing what the instructor said, not only He Chenguang, but also Gong Jian, Wang Yanbing and others behind him froze. It turned out that they had underestimated the instructor's cruelty. During the 500-meter shooting training, the breasts were just a warm-up, and the big head was still there.
behind.
However, no matter how shocked he was, He Chenguang still gritted his teeth and moved two hundred meters back, then closed his eyes and stared at the target motionlessly, waiting for the sound of the gunshot.
"Xu Tianlong, get out of the queue, you come first this time!"
"yes!"
Xu Tianlong behaved extremely steadily. He shouted in a low voice and strode forward. Then he raised the assault rifle in his hand and focused on aiming at the target 700 meters away.
A moment later, the sound of continuous firing sounded, and Xu Tianlong looked more serious. Every time he pulled the trigger, he made rapid calculations in his mind, fearing even the slightest accident.
Soon, Xu Tianlong emptied the entire magazine, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He Chenguang, who was acting as a shooting target in the distance, was still standing there, apparently uninjured.
And those bullets also stuck to his body, leaving a row of bullet holes in the target.
"Next, Miao Lang, get out of the queue and start training!"
"..."
This training lasted for nearly ten minutes, and the distance was directly a thousand meters away. Everyone's face looked extremely solemn, and every time they pulled the trigger, they went through the most rigorous calculations.
However, just when they thought this was the limit, Xiao Yun put forward even more "abnormal" training requirements.
"Wang Yanbing, get out of the queue and do a hundred push-ups on the spot. I'll give you one minute to complete!"
"yes!"
Although there was an ominous premonition in his heart, Wang Yanbing still acted like a conditioned reflex, quickly lying on the ground and doing push-ups quickly.
Behind him, Xu Tianlong seemed to have thought of something. He first glanced at He Chenguang, who was acting as a target a thousand meters away, and then his eyes fell on Gong Jian. When he was about to say something, he suddenly saw the instructor wink and quickly shut his mouth.
, as if nothing happened.
Soon, an hour passed. Wang Yanbing finished one hundred push-ups. Although it seemed a little relaxed, his breathing was still a little faster, and his arms began to swell, giving him a sore and numb feeling.
"Keep shooting!"
After hearing the instructor's order, Wang Yanbing seemed to have expected this. First he took a deep breath, then clenched his fist hard, picked up the weapon on the ground, raised the muzzle with a swish sound, and aimed it with sharp eyes. He Chenguang, who was a thousand meters away, was aiming at the target behind him to be more precise.
After more than ten seconds, Xiao Yun shouted impatiently: "Shoot!"
The next second, the dull gun barrel came over, and He Chenguang felt a whistling sound coming from his ears, and then a fresh bullet hole appeared in the target next to his body.
Immediately afterwards, rapid gunshots rang out one after another. Wang Yanbing concentrated all his attention and finally emptied the magazine within a minute. After putting down the muzzle of the gun, he realized that he had been holding his breath and there was even a gunshot on his forehead. A thin layer of sweat oozed out
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Wang Yanbing puffed up his chest and shouted loudly: "Report to the instructor, the task has been completed, please give instructions!"
"When you're done, step aside and replace yourself with the next one!"
"Forehead……"
Wang Yanbing's face froze, and he quickly took a few steps back and returned to the queue.
Gong Jian glanced at his comrades, stood up consciously, then lay on the ground and quickly started doing push-ups.
After finishing the push-ups, Gong Jian stood up quickly, patted the dust on his hands first to avoid the influence of all external factors, then raised the muzzle of the gun, aimed for a moment, and then directly pulled the trigger.
As a series of gunshots rang out, a clear outline appeared on the target behind He Chenguang, a thousand meters away, all composed of bullet holes.
"Very good, next one!"
After receiving the instructor's approval, Gong Jian saluted and then returned to the team. The next person to undergo marksmanship training was Xu Tianlong.
It didn't take long for everyone to complete a round of training. After adapting before, everyone adjusted their mentality. At least, their heartbeats would no longer speed up, and they would treat this special training in their most perfect state.
"Very good, you have completed a round of training. Next, He Chenguang comes back and replaces Wang Yanbing. After completing another round, replace the next person until everyone has experienced it once."
"yes!"
After hearing Xiao Yun's order, everyone responded in unison, and He Chenguang quickly ran back from a distance, leaving Wang Yanbing as the target.
The next whole time, the shooting range was filled with gunshots one after another. Everyone in the red blood cells seemed extremely serious and did not dare to be careless. Although they did not consume too much physical energy, in this state, it was inevitable to be mentally and physically exhausted. , after all, if you miss, the bullet may hit your teammates.
At about five o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Yun walked out from under the pavilion and looked at the Red Blood Cells who had completed a round of special training. He was about to give them ten minutes for dinner when the communicator on his body suddenly started beeping.
When he took it out, he saw that it was Fan Tianlei. Seeing this, Xiao Yun couldn't help but feel a little strange. This guy hadn't contacted him for a long time. Maybe something happened this time.
With a beep sound, Xiao Yun pressed the answer button. Before he could speak, an urgent voice came from inside: "Xiao Yun, Huo Fenghuang and the others have lost contact."