Chapter 19 One after another cry (He Zongshi Zhe C??)
The thick oil steps were lifted again, and everyone could see clearly this time.
Phew~
Take a deep breath.
The military finally had some conscience. This time it was a neatly stacked pulse rifle. The front and rear heights of the gun body were almost the same, both about 25 centimeters. There was a pulse firing port and a pulse energy missile firing hole at the front. They were equipped with powerful weapons.
Light tactical flashlight.
This time it was divided into five batches.
When the twenty people in front received this brand new pulse rifle from the soldiers, they raised it excitedly.
"Haha, not light."
"It's less than twenty kilograms."
"It's also made of metal, much lighter than the pulse cannon from the morning."
Mu Fan stared at the pulse rifle with wide eyes. Is this the main training event today?
It’s not easy to handle.
Mu Fan frowned slightly.
because……
His experience with firearms is 0, and the occasional test he has done in the PO battle network before is that his shooting talent can be said to be...
Horrible!
How could that kind of physical training be related to the pulse rifle?
It's impossible for the names to be linked together.
It's a pity that Hei is not here now, Mu Fan thought a little depressed.
Mu Fan, whose eyes were already in a state of moderate depression, did not notice the excitement in the eyes of Bai Mao beside him when he saw the neat pulse rifle.
He was still mumbling something in his mouth.
"Finally I can touch the real thing. The time for me to show off my talents is coming, hahahaha."
"E material heat sink, manganese alloy tactical rails, 19.8mm tactical missiles, ultra-lightweight metal gun body, wow, this is tailor-made for me."
At this time, Mu Fan, who was standing next to him with a sad face, suddenly turned his head and asked doubtfully: "Do you know about this training?"
Yin Shuai was stunned: "I don't know!"
"Then why are you so familiar?"
"I am familiar with guns. Why do I think you look so bad?"
"It's not that good. I don't know anything about firearms, let alone how to use them. So I'm afraid I won't be able to grab the food today." Mu Fan admitted honestly.
Hearing Mu Fan's confession, Yin Shuai was stunned at first and suddenly his white hair was almost dancing with excitement.
Pat yourself on the chest.
"Don't worry, in order to prevent our brothers from going hungry, I will take the first place meal this time!"
Mu Fan looked at Bai Mao, who seemed unreliable, with serious doubts.
"The third row comes and gets it."
When Mu Fan and the others arrived, a line of people came forward.
When the ice-cooled and light pulse rifle was placed in his hands, Mu Fan found that the weapon was indeed very light. It weighed less than 20 kilograms, which was almost no problem for them.
Now all the students are curious, how can they last for 3 hours after getting the weapon?
You can carry such a light weapon for three days without getting tired.
Fourth row, fifth row.
Soon all 100 people received weapons.
"The energy magazine has been taken out. The weapon in your hands is the latest OW76 pulse rifle currently equipped by the federal army. You should feel honored. Very few people have access to this weapon."
Major Lin Hao walked out at the lead.
Hearing his words, all the students looked at the weapons in their hands excitedly. Which man doesn't love guns?
What's more, this gun sounds like a federal advanced individual weapon.
"Everyone here, you are selected according to the standards of army reserve officers. As a soldier, what you can trust on the battlefield are your teammates and the weapons in your hands. If you get separated from your teammates, the gun in your hands will be
It is your hope to survive! Therefore, your understanding and coordination with the weapons in your hand will greatly affect your battlefield survival rate."
The major's voice paused, waiting for the hundreds of teenagers to digest the information.
"The OW76 pulse rifle has all-weather adaptability and can still spurt out firepower under the worst conditions. Today's training is for you to level this gun and hold it for me for three hours! This will be incorporated into daily training in the future.
Your lives! At the same time, this gun will be taken back after the special training."
After listening to the major's words, many students caressed this exquisite rifle lovingly. They held their hands to the trigger and could clearly feel the crisp and clear sound of the slight movement when their fingers pressed it.
But more students looked shocked and happy!
It's so simple?
Hahaha, let alone 3 hours, 3 days is no problem!
Some people even smiled and held up their firearms in a nondescript pose.
The major looked at the group of teenagers with a sneer and raised his hand.
A soldier immediately appeared next to him. His body was straight and his rifle was held straight. His posture looked extremely tough and strong.
"Did you see that? Make sure your posture is the same as this. There will be an instructor supervising you. If you go out of shape, you will be given a whip. Believe me, it will hurt."
A black pointer appeared in Lin Hao's hand at some point, crackling in the air.
Listening to the sound and force, no one would doubt the pain of the whip on the body.
But so what?
The students had spontaneously stood up straight, and Mu Fan, who felt fresh, could also stand up straight with a gun in hand.
"Very good, I will give you five minutes to adjust your posture. Once determined, no changes are allowed. Keep it for three hours. One point will be deducted for each shaking of the whip. Full points will be given if you persist for 3 hours. Points will be deducted according to the degree of deformation. If you persist for less than 3 hours, you will get 0 points.
The final score is calculated as the average of all anti-exposure physical training during your special training period."
Soon a company of soldiers came out to help everyone adjust their posture.
Mu Fan's neck, the back of his head, and his back formed a straight vertical line.
The pulse rifle in his hand was held horizontally, as if he was about to shoot at any time.
The quality of these hundreds of students was far beyond ordinary people. When five minutes passed, the major smiled and looked at the students present with satisfaction.
"Very well, boys, the next training has officially begun, remember... don't get out of shape!"
The teenagers who originally had expressions of joy saw the major's right hand raised and hooked back, and with the sound of a row of metal clashing, their expressions began to gradually change.
Until...no trace of joy is left.
Shisen, who comes from a military family, looked at the two solid steel balls and the iron cable connecting them, his expression a little stiff.
Why is this so different from the training content he learned...
During normal training, 2 kilograms of weight will fall under the muzzle.
Don't underestimate these 2 kilograms. Due to the lever arm bonus formed by the length of the firearm, a normal person will be tired if he maintains this position for 10 minutes.
He was also mentally prepared, so he never showed a relaxed smile like others.
but……
This steel ball chain that looks heavy on the eyes is simply too much!
A bewildered smile appeared on the major's face again, but his voice was cold and irresistible.
"Boys, the time has come for you to be tested. If you can't hold on, just shout 'I'm not a man', otherwise just give up and I will make you unforgettable forever."
This time, even Yin Shuai, who looked confident, started to turn green.
With a bang, the steel ball with a standard weight of 30KG fell from the tactical hook.
Many people had their guns crooked in their hands.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In an instant, the supervising soldier next to him whipped him down.
Ah~~~~~~~
The sounds came and went.
It turns out it’s not shooting!
Mu Fan's disappointed expression quickly faded, and the passionate determination appeared on him. With a sense of faith that others could not understand, Mu Fan's body was straight and motionless, holding the pulse rifle.
After holding on for 5 minutes, someone's arm shook again.
Another whip!
Ah~~~~~~~
Ah!~Ah!
"Hahahaha, I can't stand this noise anymore." The white-haired Yin Shuai couldn't stand it anymore and laughed out loud.
A whip hit him hard on the buttocks.
Ah~
Yin Shuai's voice made more than a dozen people nearby get goosebumps.