In the weapons depot, Qin Yuan pointed to the equipment box not far away and said casually, "Go and pick one for yourself. It will be with you until the end of the training."
"return!"
Everyone responded excitedly and rushed towards the equipment box.
"Hey, hey, slow down a little. We can grab whatever you want." Zheng Qian was squeezed out by someone unknown, with helplessness on his face.
"Why are there all rifles here? Shouldn't the special forces have sniper rifles? Why don't I see them?" Zhai Qing said with some confusion. He has liked sniper rifles since he was a child.
"You haven't learned how to walk yet, and you want to run away? Let's go to the shooting training to see what kind of results you can achieve."
"By the way, shouldn't every special forces team have a sniper? How about it, brothers, who of you wants to be one?"
"Needless to say, it must be me. I have always been the best with a slingshot since I was a child. It will definitely be the same if I switch to a gun."
"Haha, what does being good with a slingshot have to do with marksmanship? Besides, we are still just new recruits, special forces or something, and we haven't even figured out our horoscope yet, so why are we so anxious?"
While several people were discussing, they all selected their weapons, and then stood in line neatly, waiting for Qin Yuan's order.
"Let's go to the shooting range now." After Qin Yuan finished speaking, he turned and walked directly behind him.
The recruits looked at each other, suppressed their excitement, and quickly followed.
On the shooting range, Qin Yuan turned around and looked at everyone, pointed at the gravel-filled ground, and said loudly: "Now, crawl on the ground and aim your gun at the target in front of you."
"You must have already learned the gun-holding posture at the recruit training ground, so I don't need to say anything more. Let's get started now."
"Ah, just lie down here?"
Su Zhan glanced at the ground and couldn't help but said: "Instructor, there are all gravel here. If you lie down on it, your arms will not be able to bear it."
Qin Yuan glanced at him expressionlessly and said in a calm tone: "Now, you are facing an enemy target. Are you going to watch him leave?"
Hearing what the instructor said, Zhang Qi gritted his teeth and lay down directly on the gravel-covered ground, holding his gun motionlessly and aiming at the target in front of him.
When Li Man and the others saw this, they didn't dare to waste any time and bent down one after another. But as soon as their arms touched the ground, they felt a sharp pain, and they wanted to leave the ground reflexively.
However, out of fear of Qin Yuan, everyone endured the discomfort and gritted their teeth and persisted. However, their faces turned obviously pale, and it was obvious that it was very uncomfortable to do so.
"Don't shake the muzzle of the gun. You are facing your own enemy. Do you want your enemy to escape?" Qin Yuan shouted loudly.
"This training lasts for half an hour, but don't get too happy too early. There are requirements."
Hearing what the instructor said, the recruits couldn't help but cursed. What do you mean by being happy too early? They were not happy at all. Let alone half an hour, even if it was ten minutes, it would be difficult for them to hold on.
Qin Yuan seemed not to see the faces of the recruits. He turned around and took out six bullets from the ammunition box, and then put them on the muzzles of the recruits one by one.
"Attention, during this half hour, you cannot let the bullets fall from the muzzle, otherwise you will have to practice for ten more minutes, do you understand me?"