However, everyone only hesitated for a moment and immediately followed.
Not long after, Qin Yuan took them to a clean and tidy room in the No. 3 training building. There was only a row of spliced tables.
"What did the instructor bring us here for? There's nothing in there?" Zhai Qing looked at everyone with confusion.
"How do I know? I'm not a roundworm in the instructor's belly."
"Anyway, it doesn't look like physical training, so there's nothing to be afraid of." Chengji said with a smile, his face looking a little relaxed.
"Haha, who told you this? In the military area, the training of various skills is no easier than physical training."
"Shh, stop talking and listen to what the instructor has to say!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yuan turned around and looked at a few people. Then, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and Su Xiaoyu and four people each carried a dark green weapon box and strode over.
After opening the box, everyone saw at a glance that there were all kinds of weapons inside, including pistols, assault rifles, sniper rifles, etc.
"Next, what you are going to do is disassembly and assembly of weapons, just like this."
After Qin Yuan finished speaking, he directly picked up a pistol. Under the curious eyes of the recruits, he disassembled it cleanly, and then reassembled it when they barely reacted.
It looks exactly the same as before.
Li Man and others were almost dumbfounded. They only felt their eyes blurred. The pistol in Qin Yuan's hand was like magic, turning into parts and then reassembling them.
Qin Yuan glanced at a few people, and then demonstrated again. This time his speed slowed down significantly so that they could see clearly.
After the demonstration, Qin Yuan glanced at Su Xiaoyu, who immediately understood and took out several pistols from the weapon box and handed them to Li Man and others.
"Now, it's your turn."
"Yes!"
The recruits responded excitedly, then came to the table, recalling Qin Yuan's actions just now in their minds, and moved their hands quickly.
But unlike what they expected, this kind of pistol that Qin Yuan played with at will was like an immature cat in their hands and would not cooperate at all.
In the end, it took Zhang Qi and the others nearly a minute to assemble the pistol completely, and there was even sweat on their foreheads.
"Haha, such a long time has been enough for the enemy to kill you dozens of times. How can you still be considered a special soldier? This is simply wishful thinking!"
Qin Yuan mocked unceremoniously.
When everyone heard this, they all lowered their heads, their faces full of shame.
"It is the easiest to disassemble and assemble a pistol. The current passing time is about fifteen seconds. I will give you ten minutes now to familiarize yourself with it as soon as possible. After the time is up, as long as one person fails to do it, everyone will be punished.
Did you hear that clearly?"
"Yes!"
Several people roared, their faces full of determination, and they lowered their heads and started training quickly. Suddenly, the room was filled with the sound of metal friction and the impact of springs.
Qin Yuan never spoke, silently watching the movements of everyone's hands, and occasionally saying a few words. As time went by, everyone became more familiar with their skills.
Ten minutes later, under Qin Yuan's order, everyone was tested one after another, and finally they were all able to disassemble and assemble the pistol within fifteen seconds.
