Chapter Thirty-Five: Range Shooting
As soon as I left the door, the leading mine began to speed up. I shouted like a death-seeking voice: "Hurry up, look at your procrastination. Do you feel good to add some equipment to run?"
Without answering, the soldiers immediately took their legs and took big steps to speed forward. Today, everyone gathered without carrying any equipment. After hearing what the landmines said, no one would be so dazed that they wanted to go back and carry those bags that could crush people.
After resting for several days, I suddenly became involved in such a violent running and felt like I was about to explode. The strong discomfort and discomfort all over the body of every soldier.
During those high-intensity training some time ago, running back and forth forty kilometers was not a big deal for them. But today, everyone felt that this was the case with Nighthawk's conspiracy. It was to make them do this when they were sore and extremely tired. The purpose was to kill them.
The grassland is so endless that there is no end to see. The soldiers felt that their road was endless, so they ran for three hours before turning back and running back.
"These grandsons are playing with us again, and they are all beyond the distance." Wang Chao gasped, wiped his head full of sweat, and quietly whispered to his comrades beside him.
"This is what they want. When we all relax, give us a cruel thing. I see, they just want to drive away some people." Bai Yu spitted out the sweat that had fallen into his mouth and analyzed coldly. The other three nodded heavily, and their eyes couldn't help but glance at Zheng Huan running forward, like a few rabbits.
After spending time together, these four roommates from the same military region have already regarded Bai Yu as the boss. They have to ask for his opinion in almost everything!
Bai Yu not only has a high military rank, but also has a long military age. Among these four people, he has the widest knowledge and experience. Often, he analyzes problems to the point and thoroughly, which makes the other three people admire and follow.
"Everyone adjusts their breathing, I guess it's not that simple. Just running is not the style of these people." Bai Yu reminded the three people who were already out of breath.
Everyone immediately felt nervous. Thinking of Yeying and their usual bad deeds, they couldn't help but feel cold. They unconsciously slowed down and slowly adjusted their breathing, falling from the first formation in the team to the second formation.
"Hey, you guys, can't run anymore? If you can't run, go to the back and take a break. If you have the strength, run to death." The big bull, who was following the team, noticed the strange behavior of the four people, and immediately ran up and shouted loudly.
"Reporting to teach, instructor, we are exhausted, but we will definitely persevere." Bai Yu shouted deliberately panting, and frowned deeply, looking like he was having difficulty breathing.
The big bull shook his head, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's so pretentious, so don't fall behind."
Seeing the big bull running towards the front again, the four of them stuck out their tongues. Sure enough, the teachers wanted to force them to use their full strength. It seemed that there must be nothing good to wait for them later.
After spending two months together, the soldiers participating in the training already knew how psychopathic these teachers were. Their physical fitness was super good. In the eyes of the soldiers, these teachers were completely incarnations of superhumans.
The soldiers went from silent obedience to secretly admiring now, and made up their minds to get ahead, but it may be that they participated in the training for too short, and no matter how hard they tried, they could not catch up with the strength of these veterans who had been struggling for many years.
The return run is almost an hour long, and the journey back should not be long. At most, there is still 18 kilometers. Suddenly, the mine in front yelled loudly, "Start now, speed up, sprint back to the camp, and catch the last three people."
As soon as he finished speaking, he went crazy. All the teachers of the team kept running forward with their heads buried their heads. In a blink of an eye, they threw the soldiers away by 500 meters. Their feet were faster than those who came with pulleys.
No matter how dull and his brain is not good, he should understand it at this time. The soldiers were like headless flies, lowering their heads, roaring and roaring, and the air was full of curses.
Hong Guang shouted loudly: "I knew these grandchildren were going to play tricks, but now something has happened."
"Shut up, you, hold your breath, everyone, run away quickly. I guess there are still good things waiting for us when I go back." Bai Yu roared in a low voice, and his words made everyone's hearts tight again. Could this be just the beginning?
No one wants to be the last three. It will definitely not be a good thing to say this from the mine. I guess the last three will have to pack it home. No one wants to be driven away after reaching this point, so everything he has done before will be worthless. I guess he will regret his inaction today for the rest of his life.
The soldiers' clothes were wet, and even their shoes and socks were covered with sweat. From a distance, the soldiers seemed to have just been fished out of the river, and there was no place on their bodies.
Just such a group of "water men" chased the instructors ahead with the sweat that was blown away by the wind from time to time.
But after being planned by Nighthawk in the past few days, their sore bodies finally stopped listening to their orders. They could only watch the instructors running farther and farther away, while their pace was getting slower and slower.
Finally, they returned to the state they were in the early stages of the training. They dragged their two extremely heavy thighs and kept charging forward mechanically.
The soldiers were half dead and basically supported them to return to the base, and the instructors had been waiting for a long time.
"This is your physical fitness. The teachers have been waiting for you for more than half an hour. Look at your bear, where is the look of a soldier?" Nighthawk roared angrily, and his saliva could be poured down directly as the rain.
"I'll make you rest for a few days and it'll become like this. I'll give you a month of rest, and you won't have to return to the common people." Nighthawks glanced at the soldiers, and his sharp eyes could pierce the soldiers' bodies at any time.
"The last three, come out for me."
"Cross, Cross." Three guys, like unlucky guys, stood in front of the team with a bitter look on their faces, waiting for the punishment they didn't know.
"You are the last three of you running like this. This shows that you are the garbage among the garbage. I don't want to say anything. You will definitely not be willing to drive you back now. Give you a chance, a thousand push-ups, now."
As if they were granted a general amnesty, the three soldiers actually grinned. Before they could wait for the nighthawk's bayonet-like eyes to shoot again, they lay down happily, and flipped up and down with a slight groan.
Although they were struggling to go up and down, these three soldiers, including the comrades standing behind them, were all happy for them, which at least means that they don’t have to leave.
"It seems that you just can't spoil it. Give some sunshine and give it a toy gun. You all dare to rob it. Well, after warming up just now, let's start today's course, landmines, take it away." Nighthawk seemed to be scolding his child, screaming without hesitation. But after watching for a long time, these soldiers who were already completely immune to scold him, and they could only wave helplessly!
"Look, there is no good thing." His own judgment was certified, and Bai Yu shrugged helplessly at the four of them.
The soldiers were taken to the shooting range behind the base. The shooting range was actually a man-made mound, which seemed abrupt in the endless grassland.
The soldiers were asked to stand 500 meters in front of Tuqiu. Looking at the faraway mound, Wang Chao stretched out his tongue and said, "Be good, no, who can shoot at such a long distance?"
As if to verify his words, Nighthawk shouted loudly: "You are all soldiers. Shooting should be common for you. It is said that a good shooter was fed with bullets. Let me see what talents your old troops have trained. Four hundred meters, accurate shooting, group in groups."
Four hundred meters, not many soldiers present had fought at such a long distance, just Bai Yu and Wang Chao from the reconnaissance unit. The highest record was about 300 meters, and the distance of 400 meters was simply astronomical.
"Report!" Bai Yu shouted loudly.
"Well, what's the problem? No. 51 said." Nighthawk asked with a smile, but in the eyes of the soldiers, it was even worse than crying. After so long, the soldiers had known that Nighthawk's smile was more straightforward than the crow's smile.
"We have no practical experience in shooting 400 meters. Do you have any sights?" Bai Yu asked a question.
"Oh! That's right. If you haven't trained, you won't shoot. If you go to the battlefield, you will see a company of troops coming from the other side suddenly. You will run over and tell them that you have never fought with a company, and ask them to fight you one-on-one. What are they doing? Don't find reasons with me.
There is a first time in everything. Are you born to shoot? The gun is a 95 rifle, all on the ground there. Are sights? Haha, that is the mechanical sights developed by our country. A good soldier will not care about these. Okay, don't ask any questions anymore, I don't want to answer anymore, prepare." Nighthawk regained his rogue face and turned away.
"What a fool? First group, prepare! Target, shooting position, move forward." The mine roared loudly, and the soldiers were poked as if their butts were poked, and rushed towards the shooting position.
The distance of one hundred meters was reached in a blink of an eye. The soldiers had almost no effort. But when they arrived in front of them, everyone was immediately stunned.
"Damn it, it's still broken down." Hong Guang shouted angrily. Before he could think too much, he immediately squatted down and assembled the gun. Perhaps because it was too difficult to run just now, both hands are shaking inexplicably. A part is a little bit short of it, and it often takes several times to assemble it.
When the light target appeared for the fourth time, Hong Guang raised his gun. Several fragmented gunshots sounded around him. Hong Guang did not dare to be careless, wiped his eyes blurred by sweat with his hands, endured the desire to compare with his eyes stinged by sweat, and aimed at the light target 400 meters away.
Bang bang bang, sparse gunfire sounds echoing on the empty training range.
"Stop shooting!" The landmine shouted behind him. Hong Guang was shocked. He had just fired twenty bullets, so what should he do now? But since the instructor issued the order, he had no choice but to stand up with helplessness.
"Reporting the Target" Nighthawk said to the walkie-talkie.
"Captain, one shot from the No. 1 target, three shots from the No. 2 target, three shots from the No. 3 target...one shot from the No. 10 target." A harsh sound of a target was made from the intercom. Every time the call was reported, the soldiers could see the Nighthawk's face twitching silently.
The soldiers knew that it seemed that today's crisis was coming again. They stood up straight and waited for the nighthawk's storm.
"What wind will blow today?" Hong Guang asked in a low voice.
Chapter completed!