"Bang~!Bang~!Bang~..." A round of bullets blasted from the gun chamber at the target twenty meters away. The steel plate targets were blasted by the bullets, making a "ding-ding-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-d

The recoil of the shotgun is greater than that of the automatic rifle! However, Hou Dasheng can aim at the gun with one hand while firing! Stable shooting, stable rapid fire. Five bullets can be completed in just three seconds! The time it takes is only half of this man.

It was not until Hou Dasheng finished playing that the man was stunned for a moment before he remembered to press the timer. Looking at the time on the timer, the man silently turned the timer over to his comrades who came with him. At this time, everyone knew that Hou Dasheng's time was definitely shorter than that of this man.

But they were also very curious. Hou Dasheng spent many games. When the man turned the timer, everyone couldn't help but breathe a "hiss!"

15 seconds! This is all Hou Dasheng used! The man used 26 seconds, while Hou Dasheng only used 15 seconds! The two of them used the same gun. Even Hou Dasheng changed the magazine halfway through, and had to help the shotgun load the bullets while firing.

"Actually, the real time should be about 12 seconds. I was stunned for a moment, and I pressed it slowly." The man was very honest. He took a deep breath. Then he turned around and saluted Hou Dasheng solemnly: "What do they think, I don't know. But I was convinced. The reconnaissance battalion directly under the xx military region, soldier Jiao Yong reported to the chief! Please give instructions from the chief!"

Hou Dasheng returned a military salute unnaturally, and then said to the remaining twenty people: "I know, everyone has some questions. Please choose another person. We have been through fists and feet. If you don't play with false things, let's play with something real."

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. But at this time, a man who looked not tall and in his thirties stood up and said, "If you don't bother the second master in one thing, Lao Jiao should come! I dare not say anything to others, but I can't compare to Lao Jiao's skills."

Seeing this, the others had no objection. Suddenly, everyone looked at Jiao Yong. But the man named Jiao Yong rolled his eyes: "Okay~! Chief, let's find a place..."

"Don't look for a place, it's good here." Hou Dasheng smiled at Jiao Yong, waved his hand and wrote down the bullet belt on his chest and magazines on his waist, and said, "Don't call me the leader in the future, just call me the instructor."

Jiao Yong smiled, then moved his muscles and bones with "Crack~Crack~": "Instructor, don't say I didn't say hello to you! What I practice in the army is one aspect. I practice twelve-way tale legs at home. I started practicing since I was six years old..."

When he said that in his heart, Jiao Yong was still a little dissatisfied. Indeed, he lost to Hou Dasheng in terms of gun comparison. He was convinced and had nothing to say. But in terms of fists and feet, Jiao Yong was not inferior to others. He was thinking just now whether to keep his hand at Hou Dasheng.

But Hou Dasheng said that it would be enough here. This sentence greatly stimulated Jiao Yong. He decided to let his instructor take a good look. Jiao Yong was not a vegetarian either.

Hou Dasheng still looked like a smiling face. Seeing that Jiao Yong was almost done, he said, "Is it almost done?! It's almost done, let's start. I'll have something to talk to you later. After that, we have to visit the barracks here."

When Jiao Yong heard this, his face turned red! But he suddenly jumped up and said, "Hey~!" and looked at Hou Dasheng and said, "Okay, come on!"

Hou Dasheng smiled. The moment Jiao Yong's word "bar" was finished, he suddenly rushed to Jiao Yong! Suddenly, Jiao Yong's pupils instantly shrank into a needle tip! Jiao Yong's reaction was not slow, and when Hou Dasheng's figure had already rushed over, Jiao Yong crossed his hands in front of him and retreated suddenly!

With a muffled sound, Hou Dasheng had already punched Jiao Yong's hands! Even as Hou Dasheng's fist was hit on, he kicked it out unexpectedly and headed straight to the upper part of Jiao Yong's left thigh! Jiao Yong reacted very quickly, but he actually used the force of Hou Dasheng's punch to sway his body to avoid Hou Dasheng's fatal kick!

In an instant, he saw a trace of praise flashing in Hou Dasheng's eyes. However, the next moment he felt his abdomen was hit hard by a heavy hammer! Jiao Yong obviously felt that there was a colic in his abdomen and then he almost fell over as soon as he saw blackness.

After defeat, Jiao Yong didn't even know how Hou Dasheng hit him. But he knew very well that he was defeated by Hou Dasheng. But he did not fall because he felt someone helping him behind him. Then he rubbed his abdomen with a big hand.

"Thank you..." Jiao Yong, who finally recovered, thanked him weakly, and then he saw clearly that it was Hou Dasheng who supported him and rubbed his abdomen. Even a man like Jiao Yong couldn't help but couldn't speak.

Jiao Yong himself didn't know how he was knocked down, but which one of them was a gentleman?! They watched Hou Dasheng kick out the other punch and rushed straight to Jiao Yong's abdomen! This punch was ruthless and tricky. Because at this time, Jiao Yong's hands were still blocking one of Hou Dasheng's fists.

And his attention was attracted to Hou Dasheng's kick. Hou Dasheng punched, and he was not prepared at all. This punch hit him hard on the abdomen. He punched him down. Looking at Hou Dasheng's punch, they asked themselves if they could catch it?!

Everyone has the answer in their hearts, and no one dares to underestimate the handsome little instructor in front of them.

Holding Jiao Yong, Hou Dasheng let go of him when he was able to stand firm. Then he turned around and looked at the soldiers solemnly and roared in a low voice: "Get together! Line up, from tall to short! Look right!!"

"Crazy~!" Everyone was shocked and quickly gathered together. A row of twenty-five people lined up quickly. So everyone looked at Hou Dasheng solemnly, waiting for his orders. However, Hou Dasheng did not directly give them orders. Instead, he stood there and looked at them.

Then, Hou Dasheng slowly took off his top in their surprised eyes. What Hou Dasheng was wearing today was a digital camouflage without a logo. Under this deep digital camouflage, there were weight-bearing lead blocks. The innermost part was an army green camouflage vest. When the top was taken off by Hou Dasheng, the group of people took off their hearts again.

Hou Dasheng competed with them with his weight on his body. When Hou Dasheng took off his weight and removed his vest, everyone's eyes changed suddenly! They became extremely shocked. It was very simple, because what they saw on Hou Dasheng were dense scars.

The wounds left on the hand were obvious bullets pierced through the wounds. The knife cut healed, pierced, shrapnel... They were even thinking that these scars were left on Hou Dasheng's body like medals. They were silently explaining what Hou Dasheng had experienced.

"I'm a little younger than you. But when you were in service, I was already on the battlefield..." Hou Dasheng turned around at them, allowing them to see the scars on their bodies. Then he put on a vest, a weight-bearing and a digital camouflage top: "I can't remember how many battles I have fought from the Middle East to Africa, from South America to Europe."

Hou Dasheng looked at these men and his voice was still very gentle: "In the jungle of South America, I fought with drug dealers. On the grasslands of Africa, I fought with warlords. On the streets and alleys of South Africa, I fought with their local gang members. In Sicily, I killed a large number of mafia..."

"I really can't remember how many bullets I knocked out. I don't know how many people I killed. How many times have I been chased by people all over the world and survived by dying. I can't remember clearly either. Because there are too many, I can't remember even more."

Hou Dasheng looked at them with a solemn expression. He said sincerely, "I tell you this, not to show off to you, nor to add any capital to myself. I just want to tell you in a real way: the reason why I became everyone's instructor is because I have this qualification."

Now, no one will deny that Hou Dasheng has this qualification. Hou Dasheng's skills and the scars on his body are clearly clear, which clearly shows that he is qualified to become their instructor. No one is qualified to refute this, at least no one present is qualified to refute this.

"We have hardly experienced any wars over the years, but new tactical changes in the international market and new combat skills have been improving." Hou Dacheng paused, took his belt and tied it up. Then he pulled out the m1911 commander type that was buckled on the belt, pointed to the target not far away in front of him and turned to ask these soldiers: "If you are carrying a pistol and suddenly encountering a close-range enemy. How to shoot at such a close-range distance? Jiao Yong, you can answer!"

"Report! Shoot the torso!" Jiao Yong thrust his chest solemnly and responded loudly. Hou Dasheng nodded when he heard this: "Come on, Jiao Yong. You demonstrate!"

"Yes!" Jiao Yong was not sure, but he still came up to pick a May 4 pistol from the cart. Then he walked to the shooting table, and according to Hou Dasheng's request, he first hid sideways beside the obstacle, then turned around and looked at the target, "Bang~bang~!" with two shots.

This time, Jiao Yong's fire rate was extremely fast. Two shots were fired, less than 1 second. Hou Dasheng nodded: "Return to the team!"
Chapter completed!