The person who is trained cries in his heart and calls his parents.
The person watching on the side... Ru Mo Shangyun watched with relish.
The northern Jiangsu leadership of troops has a little bit of Su Mingsha's style.
Thinking about the past, Su Mingsha was also so troublesome, and his methods were more ruthless.
Seeing such a scene, Mo Shangyun recalled some unpleasant memories, but when she thought about it carefully, she found it interesting, so she really watched from the side.
Yan Tianxing took her a cup of hot water in the middle of the way, and she drank it too. When their training was about to end, she realized that there was a little brown sugar in the hot water, but she unknowingly drank it all.
She couldn't help but shake the empty bottle and threw it to Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing took it and chuckled at her.
Mo Shangjun shrugged, walked past him, and came all the way to the gathering team.
——She didn’t go to gather, but went to the nearby armored vehicles to hide from the rain.
Next is a process of training. If you don’t participate, you can only follow it, but it’s not interesting. It’s better to have a driving while drinking hot tea.
However, Mu Qixuan, who was originally responsible for driving, suddenly changed to Yan Tianxing when he got on the bus.
"I said," Mu Qixuan, who was squeezed into the back seat, looked depressed, "Can you two show more obvious?"
"Yes," Mo Shangyun responded and looked at Mu Qixuan behind him, "Do you want to see?"
Mu Qixuan: “…”
When a junior girl falls in love, she is not pretentious at all and has to do anything straightforward.
"No."
Mu Qixuan, who was afraid of being killed by dog food, refused regretfully.
Mo Shangyun shrugged indifferently. When she looked back, she noticed that Yan Tianxing was looking at her, so she raised an eyebrow at him.
Mu Qixuan, who accidentally glanced forward, happened to see the two people's eyes circulating with their emotions. He immediately felt blinded and his teeth were sore. He didn't know whether to cover his eyes or cover his teeth for a while.
After sighing, Mu Qixuan had to look out the window.
But it doesn't matter if it doesn't look like this, it's a little hemorrhage at first glance.
The group of people brought by Yan Tianxing have been injected today. They have been working hard since fighting training. The physical training is not vague now. If the group is not in front, they are basically Yan Tianxing’s people.
No matter how good his mentality is, it makes Mu Qixuan feel a little frustrated.
Except for the projects related to water that are stronger, other projects... are indeed different from them.
What's even more terrifying is that such a gap cannot be filled for a while.
For example, equipment.
The frogman is just a little short of skillful control of individual equipment.
For example, shooting.
This time, they specially increased their usual shooting volume, but in the eyes of Ji Zhou's group, this shooting volume is much worse than usual. In other words, these people have never been able to train on their own territory.
There is no need to worry about bullets, so they are all the best marksmanship.
for example……
Many, many.
When the car was halfway through, Mu Qixuan was already thinking about what methods to use to allow these people to have better resources after returning.
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Five forty.
A row of scattered teams ran to the shooting range and began to occupy a position to shoot.
They had to undergo 40 minutes of physical training before shooting. They ran 400 meters of obstacles, climbed the hillside, and also carried out short-distance raids. After many levels, they arrived at the shooting range.
Of course, there are both strong and weak physical fitness. The difference between the best and the worst is probably one or two kilometers.
When Yan Tianxing drove to the shooting range, the first group of people had arrived and were shooting at the moment.
After intense exercise, their breath will definitely be unpleasant. When they are gasping and exhausted, they will seriously affect their shooting accuracy.
What's more, it's still raining now, and wind and rain will affect shooting.
However, these can be exercised.
Mo Shangyun was surprised to find that the group led by Ji Zhou were basically used to such shooting. They could aim and shoot without blinking their eyelids. The short gun movement was also very stable, but those frogmen were somewhat a bit
Chaotic, the contrast is very obvious.
Holding the telescope, Mo Shangyun swept the circle of the target paper and found that Ji Zhou and others had basically no off-target. No matter how bad the marksmanship was, the bullet could hit the target paper. But on the other side, all the bullets could hit the target paper.
There are very few, and most of them will have more than half of the bullets off the target.
Perhaps it was because the weather was bad this time and I hadn't noticed it before, but now when compared, I found that the gap was widened.
Mu Qixuan also saw this scene.
Wuxin watched in the car. After thinking about it, Mu Qixuan greeted the two of them, then opened the door and got out of the car, intending to observe it up close.
"How many bullets do they usually shoot?"
Playing with the telescope in his hand, Mo Shangyun asked Yan Tianxing curiously.
Yan Tianxing glanced at her lazily and replied: "More than here."
"This..." Mo Shangyun curled her lips, "It was all fed from bullets?"
Yan Tianxing said: "Absolutely."
Although gunfire requires bullets to feed, if you don’t have any talent, you can’t feed them no matter how many bullets you have.
Mo Shangjun looked at them with envy.
There are indeed a group of sharpshooters who can master super high marksmanship based on their average bullet volume.
But...where do so many sharpshooters come from?
In the reconnaissance company, the bullets they use in a quarter are not as many bullets as they use in a day now.
It's even more incomparable to Yan Tianxing and the others.
Therefore, the gap in strength is also closely related to equipment.
"The place you go in the future is not bad." Yan Tianxing comforted.
Mo Shangyun glanced at him, "It's not rich anyway."
Yan Tianxing raised his eyebrows helplessly.
If they compare their troops, there are indeed few who dare to say "rich".
"Here you come."
When he swept to the rear with a telescope, Mo Shangyun suddenly saw a figure and said with great interest.
Yan Tianxing looked in her direction and saw the group of people in the middle coming here, but no one else could see anything else.
"I heard that Chen Shuhao and Feng Shan made an appointment to compete this afternoon."
As he said slowly, Mo Shangyun turned the telescope and quickly froze his eyes and landed on Feng Shan, who had been waiting for the first batch of people who arrived. (To be continued)