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Chapter 7 Slap in the face

This is the first time Yu Zhengfeng heard the three words "Special Forces" in Chen Pai's mouth.

He was not surprised. After all, this is the world of "I Am a Special Forces". What should they play if they are not a special force?

I just don’t know if there is a Chen Pai in the famous Lone Wolf Group B. I really regret not watching the TV series with my roommate several times, otherwise I wouldn’t be as passive as I am now.

He sighed in his heart and looked up at Chen Pai, "Studying so carefully, you don't just want to be a scout, right?"

Chen Pai couldn't help laughing, "Of course, when I was in college, I specifically focused on a special forces project, and I was always ready to enter the special forces."

As he said this, he suddenly thought of something and turned his head to look at him, "Actually, although you are a recruit, you may not be bad at all. Have you ever thought about it..."

Yu Zhengfeng immediately realized what he meant and hurriedly waved his hand, "I can't come. How can ordinary people go to the special forces?"

The coach in his previous life was a special forces company who was transferred. Although Yu Zhengfeng studied with him for two or three years, he had only learned the basics of his ability. He was tortured to want to be a deserter. If it weren't for the temptation of high salary, he might have run away long ago.

But now, he doesn't think he has the ability without a high salary. Think about it, let's just forget it, the reconnaissance is pretty good.

The life of the reconnaissance company is indeed quite good, with food and drink and a group of people who can accompany him to work hard and train with him.

Xiaozhuang, who is more and more comfortable in his writing, has lost his rebelliousness when he was in the recruit company, and Xiwa is becoming more and more soldiers. Apart from being a dialect, he is no longer the naughty young man he was.

If it weren't for the sudden arrival of the Doghead High School team, they would probably have continued like this.

Yu Zhengfeng knew that Xiaozhuang would definitely go to the special forces in the end, and also knew that the reconnaissance company and the special forces must have various connections.

But I didn't expect to contact me so early.

The reconnaissance company will have monthly assessments every month, and Yu Zhengshen experienced it in the first month after entering the reconnaissance company.

However, unexpectedly, the assessment was different this time. It changed from assessment to reporting performance. Not only did the superior leader come in person, but he also brought the squadron leader of the special forces.

I don’t remember anything else, but the name of this dog-headed old man appears quite frequently in the mouth of his roommate.

After confirming the other party's identity, Yu Zhengfeng subconsciously muttered, "Is this the dog-headed old man in the transmission?"

"What?" Xiaozhuang listened vaguely and asked quietly.

"One group, get out of the line!" But before he could answer, Chen Pai's command had already sounded.

Xiaozhuang was already standing at attention and ran out of the line with the team.

Today is the rifle assessment. Yu Zhengfeng was not arranged in the performance, so he could only stand in the queue and watch Xiaozhuang and Xiwa perform.

Speed ​​shooting and all-around shooting are considered as a reconnaissance company's reconnaissance program and are also one of the training programs that are different from ordinary troops.

In this project, both Xiaozhuang and Xiwa have achieved excellent results.

At the same time, the two of them rushed out almost at the same time. As they marched, gunfire sounded and bullets hit the target one by one. The two kept changing their postures without any stop, with smooth movements and accurate shooting.

Sure enough, after the performance, Miao Lian was very satisfied even if the leader who came to inspect was over.

He even joked that the high school team was like how the recruits were going to go to them.

Everyone knows that he is joking, but the high school team suddenly fell down and said loudly, "Report, the special forces have strict selection procedures, which is an order you issued in person three years ago. You once said that the Wolf Tooth Special Forces is a sharp knife unit, a force that exists to join war at any time. It cannot be filled with backdoor soldiers and related soldiers. I believe the leader will not break the rules he set."

Not to mention Xiaozhuang's unsustainable new recruit, even the entire reconnaissance company's face was not good-looking. This was not a slap in Xiaozhuang's face, but a slap in the reconnaissance company.

"Since the leader of the special forces is here, can we show our skills to us, so that we, the new recruits in the reconnaissance company, can also open our eyes?" Xiaozhuang's voice came with a disdainful voice, and he was indeed unable to hold back.

After hearing this, Yu Zhengfeng suddenly had a bad premonition. The people of the special forces are arrogant, and it is impossible to provoke for no reason, but Xiaozhuang cooperated like this.

I thought the high school team was also a full-scale rapid shooting, but I didn't expect to really make a move target like a smash.

He beat the two soldiers tossed wine bottles in the air one by one.

And that gun was not only hitting the bottle, but also hitting the reconnaissance company's face.

‘Bang!’ The last bottle shattered in the air, and everyone’s faces turned dark.

The high school team glanced around and opened their mouths and was about to say something.

"Report!" Yu Zhengfeng interrupted him at this time.

Everyone looked over, Yu Zhengfeng raised his chest and raised his head and said loudly, "Report, I want to discuss with this leader of the special forces!"

"Can you also make a bottle?" Minister Zhao looked over and glanced at his epaulette, "Old Miao, is this your private?"

"That's right, all three of them are soldiers this year, I chose them!" When I said the last sentence, I was very proud.

Minister Zhao chuckled and said, "Since you have this enthusiasm, then let's talk!"

"Yes!" Yu Zhengfeng replied loudly, walking out of the queue seriously.

He took the gun from Xiaozhuang that he had just used, made a sniper rifle posture, and shouted, "Okay!"

A bottle was thrown into the air and pulled the trigger without any hesitation.

"Bang, bang—" Gunshots, the sound of the wine bottle shattering one after another, and they all hit the guns.

Everyone started to scream from the initial surprise to the later part.

Yu Zhengfeng dared not change hands from time to time like the high school team. But he had already consumed all his energy by shooting out with one shot.

It looks relaxed, but every shot must be highly focused, and the hands and eyes movements are completely coordinated, so that the man and gun are truly integrated.

And I even complained for a moment in my heart that it was much harder to hit than a mobile target.

But just like this, he lost his mind, his hands trembled and his shot missed the bottle.

Fortunately, he didn't react slowly, so he immediately added another shot, "Bang!" The bottle finally broke, which was a way to save face.

He felt relieved in his heart, turned to look at the people, "Report, the shooting of a squad of soldiers Yu Zhengfeng has been completed, please instruct!"

Minister Zhao finally came to his senses at this time, "You guys can do this!"

As he said that, he looked at the high school team, "How about it, have you hit the nail on the head?"
Chapter completed!
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