"Now, if you think you're a good marksman, come forward."
The first ones Yang Ling and the others selected from these veterans were snipers, and they would be trained by Zhang Hai, the sniper captain of the Lieyan Special Warfare Brigade.
After hearing Yang Ling's words, there was a slight commotion in the crowd of veterans, and soon many veterans lined up in front to receive bullets and 97-modified sniper rifles in preparation for the selection of snipers.
Soon, the first batch of ten veterans received the captured Japanese 97-type sniper rifles and lay down on the sandbags where they were shooting.
The range of these Japanese 97-modified sniper rifles is more than 3,000 meters, but the effective accurate range is only 600 meters.
In order to reduce the difficulty of the assessment, Yang Ling set all targets at a distance of 500 meters. Although the 1997 model was equipped with a 2.5x scope, for these veterans who have never used a sniper rifle, there is still a problem.
A certain level of difficulty.
Yang Ling's target was also very simple. It was just a black circle drawn with charcoal on the cardboard. As long as they could hit four out of five shots, they would be considered qualified.
"Five bullets for each person, free shooting, start now!"
Following the command from Lieyan's special warfare instructor, the first batch of veterans lying on the ground loaded their bullets and started shooting.
The target is just a small dot from a distance of 500 meters. Even with the help of a 2.5x scope, veterans are still unsure.
"boom!"
"boom!"
...
Soon, the veterans opened fire, and with dull gunshots, the bullets flew toward the target.
In just two minutes, the ten veterans quickly used up all five bullets in their guns.
The soldier from the Lieyan Special Operations Brigade who reported the target quickly ran over to inspect the target, then compiled the data and reported it to Yang Ling.
"No. 1 hit two out of five shots, No. 2 hit five out of five shots, and No. 3 missed all the targets..."
"Come here number two!"
Yang Ling waved to a veteran who had already handed back the sniper rifle.
The veteran trotted up to Yang Ling, stood up and saluted with a military salute: "Sir."
"What's your name?" Yang Ling asked pleasantly.
The veteran stood up and replied: "Sir, my name is Lu Wenen, from the special agent company directly under the 54th Regiment of the 18th Division of the 18th Army."
"Okay, you fought well, would you like to join the sniper team?" Yang Ling praised.
"Everything must be obeyed by the commander's instructions."
"Okay." Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction, turned to sniper captain Zhang Hai and deputy captain Han Er and said, "I'll leave them to you. Give me a good training."
"yes!"
Zhang Hai responded and took Lu Wenen aside to wait for other shooting results.
As batches of veterans who thought they had good marksmanship came forward to fire live ammunition, more than thirty veterans with good marksmanship were selected and directly added to the sniper team.
Because of the special nature of sniper combat, Yang Ling and others conducted sniper training individually.
Only when performing missions and fighting, snipers will be assigned to various Flame special operations teams in the form of sniper teams for fire support operations.
Because snipers hide in the dark and are separated from other soldiers most of the time, it is okay not to be exposed. Once exposed, they will encounter crazy revenge from the enemy.
A group of snipers trained by Yang Ling and others suffered heavy losses in successive battles. Most of them were killed by Japanese artillery fire.
Now seeing such a new group of snipers joining the team, snipers Zhang Hai and Han Er are happy, but they also feel that they have a heavy task on their shoulders.
They didn't even have time to watch the selection of other special units, so they happily brought these thirty veterans back.
"Gather all your bedrolls for me. Next we will train alone."
The first order Zhang Hai issued was to centrally settle these veterans and let them live together to facilitate training when the time comes.
These veterans didn't have any objections. They were content with what they had come to, so they quickly moved their simple luggage.
But just when these veterans expected Zhang Hai and others to issue them Mosin-Nagant sniper rifles or, if not, the 1997 rifles that captured the Japanese, Zhang Hai unexpectedly did not give them anything.
I brought a few sacks of soybeans over.
"From now on, each of you will count ten thousand soybeans for me one by one." Zhang Hai said to these veterans.
"What? Counting soybeans?"
After hearing Zhang Hai's words, these veterans looked at each other in confusion. What the hell? Even if you don't give them guns, you actually want them to count soybeans. Isn't this a fool's errand?
"Sir, we are a sniper team. We are here to learn how to shoot and kill the little Japs. What do you mean by asking us to count soybeans?" A veteran asked in confusion.
Although some veterans have good marksmanship, they have been trained with bullets on the battlefield for a long time, but they are still a little short of being a qualified sniper.
Because snipers need to eliminate all distracting thoughts and eliminate all distractions on a battlefield filled with bullets, so that they can concentrate on hitting the enemy accurately. These veterans have not yet reached this level.
"I'm asking you to count soybeans to train your mental concentration. Don't be stunned. If you can't count 10,000 soybeans, don't rest today." Han Er, the deputy captain of the sniper team, said.
Although these veterans were full of doubts about this method, since the sniper captain Zhang Hai said it was useful, they could only follow it.
In the eyes of these veterans, counting 10,000 soybeans is not too difficult.
Each of them took a sea bowl, squatted on the ground and started counting soybeans one by one.
At first they could maintain a high level of concentration, but as they continued to count, they found that they didn't even know how much they had counted, and had to go back and start over again.
"Mom, I won't count anymore."
Repeating it again and again is simply torture for some veterans who are more impatient.
"It's better to count slowly and calmly, don't be impatient."
Compared to the veteran who was ready to break the pot, veteran Lu Wenen appeared to be very calm, his whole person was as calm as water, and he didn't miss anything at all.
Until the sun sets in the evening, there are still veterans who have not finished counting the soybeans. Facing these little beans, they simply want to go crazy.
"Should we let them start again tomorrow?" Seeing that there were still more than ten veterans who had not completed the task, Han Er suggested.
Zhang Hai shook his head: "After dinner, let them continue counting and temper their tempers. We are snipers, so it's not good to be too impatient."
For several days, the veterans who had been selected into the sniper team did nothing but squat on the ground and count soybeans.
However, the effect is also obvious. At the beginning, many people were unable to complete the task on time, but in the end, almost all of them were able to count a sufficient number of beans within the specified time.
After counting the beans, Zhang Hai didn't waste any time and took the veterans directly to the forest near the camp and began training to lurk in disguise.
At the beginning, they were lurked for an hour or two so that they could stand up and stretch their muscles. In the end, they were not allowed to move for at least half a day. This was very uncomfortable for these veterans.
Those various bugs kept crawling on their bodies, making them want to drive them away from time to time, but each exposure would extend the latency training by an hour. Faced with such torture, one veteran couldn't stand it anymore and gave up.
Zhang Hai didn't stop him and asked Han Er to send him away. What he needed were strictly trained snipers. If he couldn't bear this little hardship, he would only harm himself and his companions if he went to fight the Japanese.