First? Are you East Asian recruits dreaming? For this honor, we unite the three worlds. wWw, QunabEn, Com, the starting lineup, you are just the third in the last session. "With voices full of pride, three European recruits stood at Qin Fen's dining table.
"Stackhouse." Xing Wuyi's index finger and middle finger pointed at the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and now you are shaking."
"Oh, punishment." Among the three, the short and lean recruit laughed repeatedly: "If it were before, I really didn't dare to say such a thing. But Peng is dead, and there will be no better shooter than me in the world. "
"Nonono~ Stackhouse, you are too conceited. We in America will take the first place this year."
The same three recruits, the military uniforms on their bodies show where they belong, America! The real overlord of the recruit competition!
"Andy?" The lean Stackhouse raised his thick eyebrows: "Your gun is indeed good, but it's not close to winning the first place."
Andy, who has broad shoulders and a big face, and a bold face at first glance, smiled lightly: "Peng is dead, then everyone is qualified to compete for the spear king among the recruits, and I am the same."
A faint sadness flashed through Xing Wuyi's eyes. If the almost omnipotent Du Zhanpeng was still alive, how could he be so arrogant as these people
Qin Fen patted Du Peng who clenched his fists, stood up slowly and looked at the recruits from Europe and the United States: "Since this first place originally belonged to Du Zhanpeng, then I will help him get this first place. You don't have to fight. ”
Stackhouse and Andy looked at Qin Fen in surprise. If Xing Wuyi said this, it would still have some weight. After all, he is the best friend of the new gun king Du Zhanpeng. Such a person who has never heard of it dares to do this. say? Aren’t Orientals always famous for being reserved? what is it today
Andy lowered his head and glanced at Qin Fen's long and smooth hands. At the tiger's mouth and at the index finger. There are no calluses worn out by long-term shooting. The pupils instantly became the size of two pinheads.
These hands! They look so much like Du Zhanpeng’s hands!
A top-notch shooter. Because I practice shooting for a long time on weekdays. Thick calluses will be left on the tiger's mouth and index finger. It was the gunman's silent medal of glory.
However. A superb shooter. Hands are always smooth. Not a trace of calluses.
Any calluses. It will all affect the shooter's sensitivity to the gun. It is impossible to achieve true integration of man and gun.
Andy has smooth hands. Stackhouse also has smooth hands. But compared to Du Zhanpeng's smooth and slender hands that day. But it's just a little bit worse.
"The magical East." Andy slowly raised his head and looked at Qin Fen: "I'm looking forward to your performance."
Stackhouse looked at Qin Fen's hands, and his expression lost the initial pride: "Easterner, it seems that you are a good opponent. But, I must win! Today, [Napoleon Air Combat Team] suddenly abstained , many people think that our European soldiers are cowards. I prove that European soldiers are the best soldiers in the Federation!"
"You recruits from three continents are too confident. Have you forgotten us in Africa?"
"And we, West Asia..."
A lot of soldiers have gathered in the spacious canteen, but it still doesn't feel crowded.
Qin Fen's dining table position has nothing to do with the spacious feeling of the cafeteria.
Recruited gunmen from all continents gathered around a small dining table.
The relaxed dining atmosphere took a sudden turn for the worse in an instant. The momentum between the recruits and gunners collided with each other. The recruits with a keen sense of martial arts immediately sensed the change in the atmosphere of the cafeteria and looked sideways.
Lin Ling put down the milk he had just picked up, and gently turned the cup with his thumb and index finger. He waited for the gently rippling milk in the cup with a pair of cold eyes: "If you can tell who is the best gunner by talking, then why compete?" ? It’s better to just show up at the shooting range.”
The cold words were like a basin of cold water mixed with ice cubes, suppressing the gradually warming breath again.
The recruits were silent for a few seconds, then turned and left the table belonging to the East Asian recruits.
Du Peng clenched his fists quietly, his shoulders trembling slightly. The brother who was once hostile to him turned out to be more than just the luck of being born into a royal family. Not only did he have excellent martial arts skills, he could even suppress recruits from other continents with his spear skills.
The scene of that day's mission burst out of my mind again.
Bang... Bang...
The ten fingers clenched into fists, and the joints cracked frequently.
Du Peng looked at the shaking tabletop and whispered to himself: "If I hadn't been striving for credit that day... If I hadn't been impatient that day..."
The emotion of regret filled every cell in his brain.
Qin Fen returned to his seat and gently patted Du Zhanpeng's fist.
The small episode during meal time ended with a few cold words from Lin Ling. (Novel website computer website www.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.com)
After breakfast, the recruits who had competitions started to rush to the competition venue. Recruits who don't have a game can either go back to rest and recharge their batteries, or simply choose a game and go watch it.
The recruit competition almost represents the highest level of military skills of recruits around the world, and being able to watch it can be considered an eye-opener.
Qin Fen was stunned when he arrived at the competition venue. The shooting range in his impression turned out to be a huge building.
Surrounding the building, there are dozens of houses of various sizes, with vacuum monitors installed everywhere, which can detect any corner of the entire shooting range.
Outside the shooting range is a huge circular stadium that can accommodate tens of thousands of people!
Above the stadium, there is a multi-angle stereoscopic projection, showing the scenes inside and outside the building in the center of the stadium, as well as the scenes inside and outside the hut.
As a new recruit participating in the competition, you are not allowed to know the competition environment in advance. This is also to test the adaptability that soldiers should have.
Qin Fen looked at the almost full stands and was in a daze for a few seconds before turning his questioning eyes to Xing Wuyi's face next to him.
"Although the recruit competition is not something that attracts the attention of the entire federation, it still has some influence." Xing Wuyi pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Military enthusiasts from all over the world are very concerned about this. The military wants to generate revenue, so..."
"Understood."
Qin Fen walked towards the contestants' seats with a smile, secretly admiring the military officials who came up with this method of generating income. They were really financially savvy.
"Qin Fen..." Du Peng called out and said to Qin Fen who turned around: "You must get this first place!"
Qin Fen raised his arms and raised his thumb: "Get ready, I will give you a warm hug after my victory."
"Okay!" Du Peng agreed in a very straightforward voice.
Due to special reasons, today's pistol shooting champion, Du Peng, has a stronger desire to win than Qin Fen.
The pistol shooting competition has not yet begun, and recruits from all continents have already arrived.
The audience in the stands entered the fighting state before the players.
People began to buy bets issued by the military, and the huge stands were the first to become popular.
"Jiajia, are you really not going to say hello to Lao Qin now?"
In the corner of the stands, Lin Liqiang was wearing the most popular casual suit and tie, holding an extra-large popcorn bucket in his hand. He was looking for the beautiful woman in military uniform in the stands with great interest.
"He's going to compete, and I don't want to affect his mood."
Next to Lin Liqiang, Song Jia, who had not seen Qin Fen for many days, was now wearing a low-key female black suit, holding a telescope and staring at Qin Fen in the crowd.
"Oh? Our self-willed and self-centered Jiajia seems to have really grown up." Lin Liqiang exclaimed with an exaggerated expression: "It seems that the power of love is really great~"
"You're so big!" Song Jia grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into Lin Liqiang's exaggerated mouth.
"Uh huh..." Lin Liqiang swallowed the popcorn with difficulty, pretending to be scared: "You want to choke me to death? Be careful, I tell Lao Qin what you did just now, so that he can see your fake gentleness. The true face of a true shrew..."
"How dare you..." Song Jia grabbed two handfuls of popcorn and made a threatening gesture.
"Okay!" Lin Liqiang raised his head and shouted like those martyrs who sacrificed their lives generously in the war: "I'm scared! You win..."
Song Jia burst out laughing, acting as if she was running away from home secretly. She was a little worried just now, but now she has completely disappeared without a trace after being so messed up by Lin Liqiang.
Picking up the telescope again, and looking through the lens that could bring the distant scene closer, Song Jia opened her lips slightly in surprise and let out a soft cry: "Ah..."
Qin Fen in the telescope was looking through the lenses with a pair of shining eagle eyes.
Among the thousands of people, Qin Fen felt a pair of special eyes. When he turned around and saw the beautiful woman in the crowd, he was slightly shaken.
With a gentle smile, Qin Fen sat back on the contestants' bench. Quietly looking at the huge three-dimensional projection that is gently rotating in the sky, and the counter on the table in front of me, every time a new recruit completes the game, the score and name will stay on it.
Unlike other civilian competitions, the army did not have a long-lasting speech from its commander.
As the game time came, the name of the first player to take the field came from the player headset brought by Qin Fen, a recruit from East Asia, Lin Ling.
A female soldier
The audience let out a low cry almost at the same time. Although in today's era, there are many women standing at the top, the first recruit to appear in this field is a woman, which is still a bit unexpected.
"Wow! What a beauty!" Lin Liqiang stared at Lin Ling entering the arena through the telescope he brought and said repeatedly: "Jiajia, this woman is not ordinary beautiful! Her beauty is not inferior in any way to You. Plus, wearing a military uniform makes you more attractive to men. There are not many men who can resist the temptation of uniforms these days. Be careful that your Qin Fen is kidnapped."
"Uniform?" Song Jiaduo looked disdainful and pushed out the breasts highlighted by the women's suit: "Mine too~"
Lin Liqiang looked sideways at Song Jia. From an objective point of view, this woman was really beautiful. It's a pity... this woman is only gentle to Qin Fenshi...
"This of yours is indeed considered a uniform." Lin Liqiang had no choice but to nod: "Lady's suit, overalls, and tie, paired with your bumpy and proud figure, be careful Qin Fen gives you to you on impulse..."
"Go...no seriousness." Song Jia spat, her pink face suddenly turned slightly rosy and shy.
"Oh my god..."
The audience on the auditorium screamed in surprise.
Lin Liqiang hurriedly looked up at the three-dimensional image coming from the monitor. Among the complex high-rise buildings, various cardboard model gangsters appeared quickly and strangely with long guns and short cannons.
Compared with the training in the army, these cardboard models are extremely fast, and many of them are holding a hostage model in front of them, with only half of their foreheads exposed, or even a smaller gap.
When Lin Ling entered, a short gun flew up and down in his hand. Most of the cardboard model gangsters were hit by bullets ruthlessly with only half of their heads or half of their bodies exposed.
The cardboard model appeared so fast that no one had time to react. It was so fast that there was almost no time to change bullets. There were also cardboard models that were completely hostages that suddenly popped out. Under high-speed shooting, it was easy for people to fall. The gun went off and the hostage was killed.
Lin Ling in the high-rise building, the speed at which she changed the magazine made all the audience stunned. Even when the cardboard model appeared at high speed, she was still suppressed by the cardboard and unable to shoot her.
Another piece of cardboard popped out, hostage!
boom!
Gunshots rang out, and the hostage's cardboard head blossomed.
The audience in the auditorium let out a sigh. Such perfect progress in the early stage actually made a mistake here.
Before the sigh could be heard, the plastic leather clothes on the cardboard hostage slipped to the ground.
Behind what looks like a hostage costume, there is actually a gangster costume! This cardboard hostage is disguised as a gangster.
Thousands of people were shocked, and screams went straight into the sky. The clouds in the sky seemed to be washed away by the sound waves at this moment.
Horrible, amazing!
Under such high-speed shooting, you can actually distinguish the gangsters pretending to be hostages!
Military enthusiasts know that this cardboard model has appeared in previous competitions. However, in the past, the gunmen would wait until the gangster's clothes slipped off before he was discovered and shot dead.
It has never happened before that a new recruit in the competition discovered and successfully shot the cardboard model before its clothes came off.
This kind of quality, if there are no problems in the later stage, can make the champion of that competition break out in a cold sweat if placed in any competition.
Has the super strength to win the championship!
Cardboard models appeared like a tide, and Lin Ling behaved like a high-speed computer. Every bullet fired would definitely kill a gangster's cardboard vitals.
Among the cardboard models that flowed like a tide, Lin Ling was like a huge steamroller, completely crushing every piece of cardboard in front of him!
After rushing out of the high-rise building and breaking through the firepower network of gangsters combined with various houses around him, Lin Ling left the battlefield safely with only a short gun in his hand, leaving behind countless gangster models who had been hit in vital parts.
The hit rate is 100%, the completion time is 600 seconds, and the perfection is S level!
Stackhouse twisted his neck stiffly and looked at Andy, who also twisted his neck stiffly and looked at him.
(Quanben Novel Network www.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.com)