As time went by, the irritation of the gas gradually spread to every corner, and even the breathing of him and his teammates became more and more difficult.
However, they did not back down, but focused more on every detail of the training.
The darkness seemed to have solidified, and every small sound became extremely clear. Even he still closed his eyes tightly, his ears caught every fluctuation of the air, and his muscles tensed, ready to go.
Cold sweat slid down his forehead, but it did not break his extreme concentration.
Suddenly, a slight sound broke through the air. Without hesitation, he twisted his waist and his whole body quickly rolled sideways like an arrow.
As soon as he dodged, a wooden stick whizzed past where he was standing and hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound.
Even as it rolled, other team members were trying their best to stay alert. One team member had just bent his left leg to take off when the sudden gas stimulation made his nostrils sore and his body instantly lost balance.
However, he did not give up and twisted his body forcefully. Although his posture was inelegant, he was able to dodge the flying iron rod in the end.
"Not bad!" Qin Yuan's voice sounded again, with a hint of satisfaction, "Keep it up like this."
Lian Qi adjusted his breathing and stood up from the ground, his eyes firm, and he moved quietly. The gas around him blurred his vision, and he had to rely more on hearing and touch.
In the silent darkness, he felt that his companions around him were also moving silently, and everyone was searching for the best solution in tacit understanding.
Suddenly, the ground shook slightly, and even he realized that this was a preset trap. He quickly sent out a slight warning signal, and the surrounding team members responded quickly and avoided the trap area that was about to be triggered.
Immediately afterwards, a dense barrage of projectiles rained down on them, and they immediately sought cover while trying to identify the source of the projectiles.
In the corner of the training ground, an obstacle just covered Lian Qi's body. After lying down, he used hand gestures to convey the message and signal to others to move.
Lian Qi continued to crawl forward, reaching out with his fingers and touching every inch of the ground to confirm whether there were any minefields.
Suddenly, he felt a slight vibration, and then stopped suddenly, signaling to his teammates behind him to be careful.
The ground of the training ground is covered with carefully set traps. If you are not careful, the hidden mechanical device will be triggered, causing a "fatal" blow.
His teammates are also nervously searching for a safe path, adjusting their bodies to the best condition with each step based on intuition and experience. They can convey information to each other without words, only through their eyes and gestures.
Not far away, Qin Yuan's voice suddenly came through the loudspeaker: "Pay attention to the front, there is an untriggered minefield there."
Lian Qi was alert and glanced forward. Sure enough, he saw some abnormalities in the grass. He made another gesture and his teammates followed the guidance and made adjustments.
Although their movements were slow, they always maintained a high degree of vigilance and cooperation.
"Hurry up!" Qin Yuan's voice was filled with unquestionable orders, "On a real battlefield, you won't have so much time to think!"
The environment became more and more harsh, with explosions coming from time to time and smoke rising from time to time. The double test of vision and hearing made every team member's nerves tense.
More and more obstacles and simulated attacks appear in the field, and there is less and less space for them to escape.
Faced with this situation where he could only dodge but not fight back, it would become more and more difficult as his physical strength was depleted, not to mention that Qin Yuan would take the initiative to increase the difficulty.
"Now, you are allowed to use the things around you to counterattack, but you can only attack the red circle position!"
When they heard Qin Yuan say that they could fight back, everyone's spirits were lifted, but when they heard the content of the second half of the sentence, they became confused.
My eyes began to linger on the machines that fired paintballs, and sure enough I saw a red circle the size of a finger in a very tricky position.
According to what Qin Yuan just said, only by attacking these positions can the attack be considered successful and the attacks of these machines can be stopped.
They steadily approached the machines that fired paintballs. Their movements never stopped, but their eyes became sharper, always looking for the exact location of the red circle.
The paintball hit him head-on. Lian Qi relied on his intuition and experience to turn his body slightly to one side. The paintball flew past his shoulder. Regardless of his heart palpitations at that moment, he immediately glanced at the source and located the red bullet on the shooting machine.
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He raised his arm and pulled the trigger with a quick and precise movement. The paintball went straight into the red circle and hit the target. The machine immediately stopped operating.
Seeing Lian Qi's success, other team members followed suit, but it was by no means an easy task. As soon as a machine stopped, more attacks came like a flood, giving them no chance to breathe.
Time passes quietly in this high-intensity confrontation training. Every second is a physical and psychological test for the team members. Sweat has already soaked their combat uniforms, and their eyes are firmly fixed on every potential target.
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Qin Yuan stood at the edge of the training ground, observing their performance calmly. His eyes did not waver at all. Every action was clearly presented in front of his eyes, and every tiny mistake could not escape his eyes.
"Lian Qi, your moves are good, but you must pay attention to the rhythm and don't let down your guard just because you succeed!" Qin Yuan's voice was cold, but he pointed out everyone's shortcomings like a needle.
Lian Qi, who had just hit the red circle, nodded and immediately adjusted his breathing to enter the next round of battle. He ignored the fatigue on his body and continued to seize the fleeting opportunity.
Yue Ming on the side also had mixed feelings. He stood upright behind an obstacle, his eyes shining with a reluctance to admit defeat.
"Instructor Qin, the location of this red circle is too tricky. It's impossible for us to hit it in such a short time!" Yue Ming couldn't suppress the anxiety in his heart and asked loudly.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Qin Yuan smiled slightly, but his eyes did not relax at all: "If this is a battlefield and the enemy's weaknesses are hidden in these tricky places, what should you do? Give up?"
Yue Ming gritted his teeth and didn't say another word. He knew that the instructor's words were not just reminders, but subtext on the battlefield. At that moment, he decided to let go of his inner anxiety and concentrate on the red circle on the target.
The atmosphere on the training ground became increasingly tense. Every team member was trying their best to deal with the flood of paintballs. Due to exhaustion, their movements were slightly slow, and the paintballs hit them mercilessly, leaving behind
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Sweat slid down their cheeks, blurring their vision, but their eyes never left the target.
From the moment Qin Yuan allowed them to counterattack, he had already adjusted the level of the simulated attack to the maximum. Therefore, even if they were hit by a paintball now, it did not mean immediate failure.
What he is training now is their observation and accuracy. Only if they can successfully hit the small red circle and stop the machine under such dense paintballs can such shooting accuracy be considered qualified.
Yue Ming wanted to continue to fight back, but faced with such a dense amount of paintballs, he had no choice but to find the red circle on the machine.
At this time, Zhou Jin suddenly said: "Looking at the attack methods of these machines, they are probably heat-sensitive. If we spread out, the attacks may be dispersed and the attack density will be reduced."
Hearing this, several other people also felt that what Zhou Jin said made sense. Since there was no better way now, they just gave it a try as he said.
Immediately, everyone ran away in different directions, and the machines in the venue also moved their muzzles. It seemed that Zhou Jin's idea was correct.
The intensive paintball attacks seemed to have slowed down, but they did not stop completely. The precise attacks were still approaching everyone.
They must move carefully to find the best shooting angle, while maintaining enough speed to avoid becoming a stationary target.
As they dispersed, Qin Yuan nodded silently in his mind. The scene he designed was similar to actual combat to train the soldiers' ability to react in highly tense and complex situations.
Not only do they need to have keen observation skills, but they are also required to reach the limit of accuracy in the rain of paintballs.
Yue Ming stood up from a roll and carefully observed the movement of the machine's muzzle. The target in the red circle was smaller than he expected, and it kept changing positions. It was really difficult to hit it.
He quickly pulled the trigger and tried to shoot in the direction of the red circle, but the paintball hit the iron shell around the red circle, making a tinkling sound and failing to hit the target.
At the same time, Zhou Jin quickly leaned out from behind the bunker, took aim, and shot. Another paintball missed him by a hair.
Sweat slid down his cheeks, and the corner of his eye glanced around. The colorful smoke and rolling dust in the venue formed hazy barriers, further increasing the difficulty of shooting.
Qin Yuan stood at a high place, watching every detail in the field with sharp eyes. He knew that this training was far from his expectations, but he also knew that this group of young people had the potential to surpass themselves.
Zhou Jin tried shooting again, and the paintball accurately hit the edge of the red circle, but failed to stop the machine. He gritted his teeth, adjusted his breathing again, and silently said in his heart: "Calm down, hold on steady."
Qin Yuan's voice sounded at the right time, low and powerful: "Pay attention to your breathing, find the rhythm, and never shoot blindly."
"Yes, instructor!" Zhou Jin gritted his teeth and his eyes became firmer.
After several consecutive misses, Yue Ming has become more proficient in predicting the trajectory of paintballs. His body moves flexibly through the field, and from time to time he quickly pokes his head out from behind the bunker to aim and shoot, even if he still can't hit the target.
The red circle is getting closer to the target.
Qin Yuan always watched with cold eyes. Although he had already figured it out in his mind, his face still showed no expression. For this group of young warriors, basic training is important, but what is more important is to train their adaptability under extreme conditions.
Ability and psychological quality, they must learn to stay calm in chaos and remain precise under pressure.
Their efforts gradually paid off, and their shooting accuracy gradually improved, but the training continued, and the intensive paintball attacks intensified again, as if it was a severe test of their psychological limits.
The smoke and colored smoke that filled the air still did not dissipate, the vision was still blurred, and the surrounding environment became more and more complex.
Yue Ming's ears were ringing and he was already soaked to the skin, but he still stared ahead, looking for an opportunity to hit the red circle.
After many attempts, his movements began to become more precise, and he was able to remain stable the moment he aimed at the red circle. The muzzle of the gun in his hand was as steady as a mountain, and it no longer swayed even when moving quickly.
He quickly rushed out from behind the bunker, found the target instantly, pulled the trigger, and the paintball flew out quickly and hit the edge of the target. However, he still felt unsatisfied. The distance was not enough to give him peace of mind.
Qin Yuan watched Yue Ming's progress and secretly praised him, but he did not relax his training requirements. As the paintball attacks intensified again, the venue was filled with a tense atmosphere.
Everyone can feel the invisible pressure that forces them to constantly exceed their own limits.
"Pay attention to the rhythm and continue! You are still far from the goal!" Qin Yuan's voice echoed in the venue, carrying an unquestionable sense of authority that made everyone dare not slack off in the slightest.
Yue Ming tightened the gun in his hand and calmed down again. He took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.
The paintballs in front of him were as dense as rain, but he knew that only by accumulating experience in this extreme environment could he truly improve his abilities.
Zhou Jin's movements also became more and more calm, and his eyes were fixed on a constantly moving red circle. Although the colored smoke and dust blocked part of the line of sight, he was able to find a short and clear window among these obstacles.
At a precise moment, Zhou Jin decisively pulled the trigger, and the paintball shot towards the target like an arrow from the string.
This time, the paintball accurately hit the center of the red circle, and the machine stopped. The instant victory made him excited, but he had no time to think about it, as other machines continued to attack.
Zhou Jin's success gave others more confidence. Yue Ming saw the breakthrough of his comrades, and his fighting spirit was completely ignited.
He was no longer eager for success, but learned to deal with it more calmly. Although paintballs were raining down near him, he seemed to have entered a state of isolation from the outside world. In this state of high concentration,
, his movements became more precise and smooth.
"Lower your center of gravity and use your waist to exert force. This will provide better stability!" Qin Yuan's voice echoed in the venue, and every word was like a nail piercing everyone's heart.
Upon hearing this, Yue Ming immediately adjusted his posture. He squatted slightly with his legs and tightened his waist. He felt that his movements had become more stable. Sure enough, the next time he shot, his paintball accurately hit the red circle.
The machine stopped running in response, and the venue was silent for a few seconds, with only the colored smoke slowly dissipating.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Yue Ming. His chest was heaving violently, and the sweat on his forehead shone in the light. Although his arms were still shaking slightly, he felt an unparalleled sense of accomplishment in his heart.