One month after Feng Ling officially joined the XI base.
Li Nanheng has recently been troubled by a lot of miscellaneous affairs in the Li family.
When a man from the Li family reaches the age of twenty, he will inevitably be forced into marriage by his family. He has been struggling for half a year, and he is still disturbed by the young ladies arranged by his family. He has not even had a quiet moment, except In the base, he can "reasonably" shut down his computer and cut off all contact with the outside world. As long as he steps out of the gate of the base, he will be entangled with various things arranged by his family and various women.
After spending another month in the base, and turning off his personal cell phone for communicating with the outside world for another month, several old men from the Li family came to kill him directly.
At the same time, Nan Heng was watching members of the first team practice target shooting at the training ground behind.
A group of team members stood in a standard horizontal row, and a group of five stepped forward to get their guns.
Nan Heng was leaning on the stone table not far away, playing with a gun in his hand. He looked at the half-baked shooting techniques of those people with indifferent eyes. After all, most of the people being trained now were newcomers, and among the hundreds of people, There are more than twenty good ones, but for Nanheng, it is still not enough.
Until Feng Ling and others stepped forward and picked up the gun, his movements were standard and neat. While others were still adjusting their positions, Feng Ling had already fired forward without hesitation.
With a "bang" sound, it hit the target.
Seeing that Feng Ling has only been in the base for a month, Feng Ling has indeed done well in everything during this month, but she should have just touched on this shooting training, but her shooting method is obviously not a newcomer's method.
Ah K once said that Feng Ling's shooting skills were very powerful, and he used his gun when he saved Ah K.
Nan Heng watched from a distance. The man in the black combat uniform had a cold and dignified face. He leaned there motionless, completely like an uncle, but he also had an aura that no one dared to get close to.
Then, he casually turned the gun he had been playing with in his palm. Without standing up or changing his movements, he fired directly in the direction where Feng Ling had just hit the bullseye, more than a hundred meters away.
No one expected that gunfire would suddenly come from behind, and they were all startled. In the blink of an eye, they saw a hole in the middle of the target fifty meters away in front of Feng Ling, and Feng Ling was hit in the middle. The bullets were shot down together.
Nan Heng put the gun in his hand on the stone table and threw it away. His expression was as calm as if he had not fired the shot just now. He said in a calm tone: "Continue to practice."
Han Jin: "..."
Xiao Xu: “…”
Feng Ling: "..."
A group of members in training: "..."
The boss directly knocked out Feng Ling's bullet with this shot. Doesn't this mean that he doesn't take Feng Ling's standard results into consideration at all
Let them continue practicing now. Feng Ling and others are despised by the boss. If they continue with their rubbish tactics, are you sure the boss won't vomit while sitting there
Tsk, luckily this Feng Ling is not a woman.
Otherwise, we really have to wonder if the boss is actually interested in Feng Ling when he targets him like this...
But this kid is only thirteen years old. Even if the boss may have some issues with his sexual orientation, he wouldn't attack a child...
Feng Ling had no idea about the suddenly hollow target in front of her. Everyone had three chances to shoot. She loaded the bullets and continued shooting as usual. The last two shots fired accurately hit the bullseye and passed through the empty bullseye. , fell on a tree trunk not far away, leaving a deep bullet mark.
After finishing, Feng Ling handed the gun to the next person neatly, turned around and returned to the team.
After the shooting training, she took a ten-minute break. Feng Ling turned around and went outside the venue to pick up half a bottle of mineral water she had drunk. This location was very close to where Nan Heng was, but she did not go there. She only saw Nan Heng being beaten by a few people. The members surrounded him, and many of them were asking him for tips on shooting skills. To put it bluntly, they were trying to gain a sense of presence in front of the boss by flattering him.
Feng Ling took another sip of water, put on the mineral water bottle, turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly she saw the three fat men in the group who liked to play around the most with their legs stretched out in front of her. Feng Ling only glanced at him lightly. Not only was she not caught He tripped and instead raised his feet to fight back. The third fat man was enjoying himself, but he didn't expect that Feng Ling's legs had already come towards him. He felt pain in his legs and he jumped up from where he was sitting. The next moment, his butt was kicked again. The third fat man held his butt in pain and started to scream. While screaming, he jumped to Nan Heng and shouted: "Boss, please take care of this kid Feng Ling. He kicked my ass!"
Nan Heng glanced at San Fatty, then glanced at Feng Ling behind him.
Feng Ling also rolled his eyes at San Pang.
What's the use of asking Li Nanheng to take care of her? The boss was leading a team in name, but in fact he didn't care about anything at all. He was just a hands-off shopkeeper who left everything to the deputy instructor Han Jin. He probably didn't bother to take care of it at all.
Besides, why should he care about her
What relationship does she have with him that he needs to take care of
Just when Feng Ling turned around and was about to put his mineral spring aside, he suddenly heard the man's calm voice: "Three Fatty likes to fool around, are you really the same as him? If you kick him a few more times, he won't need to lose weight. I'm afraid I'll have to stay swollen like this for the rest of my life."
The third fat man: "..."
Boss, are you sure you are controlling Fengling? Instead of harming me overtly or covertly
Feng Ling glanced at him and replied: "Well, I'll kick him in another place next time to make sure his swelling is more even next time."
The third fat man: "..." Boss, help!
There was laughter all around.
Nan Heng also chuckled, raised his foot and kicked away Sanpang, who was about to pounce on him as if asking for help: "Why do you have the nerve to show such a pitiful expression to me with a fat face? Go lose weight quickly, it will take a month. If you don't lose thirty pounds, you can go to another team."
The third fat man: "..."
Oh wow, I feel so wronged. Although I am fat, I am flexible. If I am not flexible enough, how can I possibly be able to join the first team
Boss, you are discriminating! ! !
Han Jin walked over to Feng Ling at this time and saw her indifferent attitude as if she was unfazed but still didn't like to blend in with everyone. He said, "Did you know how to shoot a long time ago? Your marksmanship is good. Not interested in learning professional long-range sniping?”
Feng Ling glanced at Han Jin: "It's true that I know how to shoot, but I've never learned how to snipe from a distance."
Han Jin nodded. Over the past month, he really liked Feng Ling. Although he was a little young, he was really outstanding.
"Our base has been established for so many years, and currently there are less than five people who have reached the standard for long-range sniper marksmanship. The most powerful among them is Boss Li. You should learn from everyone in the future and find ways to build a good relationship with the boss and let him teach you."
Hearing this, Feng Ling said calmly: "Forget it, I never deliberately try to please people I don't like, so it doesn't matter if I learn from others."