Seeing that the little soldier didn't speak, Yan Cheng began to become serious, with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept on the straight unknown soldier standing in front of him, and his voice was stern:

"Soldiers who don't want to be generals are not good soldiers. I hope you can understand that defending your country is your responsibility to choose this path. Carrying forward with heavy burdens is the norm, not a manifestation of pursuing fame and vanity... Now prepare, aim at sniper, start with long-range shooting..."

After the words came, even the little soldier who had spoken before began to become silent. He silently picked up the gun in his hand, found the shooting point, aimed at the gun target a hundred meters away and began to prepare for shooting. However, after aiming many times, he couldn't bear to see the position of the bullet landing point. The little soldier suddenly blushed and turned to look at his instructor. Yan Cheng didn't say anything, he looked at the little soldier coldly and said sternly:

"Ten targets give you five targets the chance to hit the red heart, but not... three kilometers of sandbag run, two hundred push-ups..." He raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist, "It's 3:30 p.m., and as of four o'clock, you still have half an hour..."

The five soldiers immediately wailed, and had cursed Yan Cheng a hundred times. They endured their faces and silently wiped the sweat from their foreheads. They looked at the soldier who had spoken before and accepted their fate. They picked up the gun in their hand and began to aim.

"King received sniper training at the age of seven..."

Yan Cheng's words suddenly sounded again. When the soldiers heard this, they were shocked. They paused their hands and began to find the point where they shot. But now not only was the soldier unable to concentrate on finding the point where they shot, but the rest could not concentrate even when they heard Yan Cheng's words.

Seven years old, seven years old, King is still a woman, still a woman, a woman.

How could it be that he came to the army at such a young age and began to receive sniper training? In this way, King has survived more than six years under the command of Demon Yan, and that's more than ten years. Oh my God, it's simply unimaginable.

Worship is simply kneeling down and worshiping.

The little soldier was ashamed on his face, and his hand holding the pistol softened directly. Facing the gun target a hundred meters away, he was stunned. The entire school ground was in a serious and fierce atmosphere. After aiming for a long time, just when Yan Cheng was about to shout, the little soldier held the pistol in his hand tightly and aimed at the target in the distance. As long as he pressed the trigger in his hand, the first shot would be out.

He was extremely panicked and nervous, and swallowed his saliva. His index finger was fumbled at the trigger, but he didn't press it for a long time. He was panicked. The little soldier thought that at most, he could just run three kilometers. He gritted his teeth and passed, and his hand began to slowly pull the trigger at that moment. However, at that moment, a slight sound of wind passed by his ears, with a hint of hot temperature. The little soldier was even more panicked and had not yet reacted.

I saw that the gun target on the opposite side had penetrated, and the black dot reflected the bullet's appearance on the red dot in the center of the target, which was abruptly.

The other little soldiers were stunned and stopped in their hands. I didn't know what was going on, but I heard a crisp sound. I saw another black dot on the red dot on the other gun target, followed by one, two, and three. Until the last five gun targets had been shot, the little soldiers realized that someone had snatched their gun target.

Who is the master of the game? He can actually move and shoot. The bullet is in the center of the red heart without any drag. At such a speed and aiming at the shooting, is it King? Is King coming? But isn’t King’s hand wasted? How is it possible? How is it possible?

I couldn't believe that they looked at their instructors and wondered if their instructors could not stand it anymore, so they took action. However, they turned their heads and looked at their instructors, but found that their great devil instructors were standing aside and had never moved their positions. However, their eyes were fixedly looking at the distant direction. The expression on their faces was extremely complicated, which they had never seen before.

As Yan Cheng looked at him, he saw a woman standing two hundred meters away from them. The sunlight tilted down and landed on the man. She was dressed in black casual clothes, tall figure, and her ponytail was tied behind the brim of the hat. A black baseball cap pressed her very low, extremely low. In their direction, she could only vaguely see the woman's fine chin, fair skin, small nose, and rosy lips. Looking up, she couldn't see clearly.

The gun in his hand was still in his hand. Who shot the five bullets that had just shot out? The answer was clear. Seeing someone looking at him, the woman raised her head slightly, but in their position, even if she raised her head, she couldn't see anything clearly. The only thing she could see was that the man nodded slightly to Yan Cheng and their big devil instructor, then turned around and walked towards the office building there.

Everyone's eyes fell on the man, and the woman took two steps and stopped again, facing them with a cold voice, even a little ethereal,

"When a sniper is sniping, it is best to be calm and forget yourself to achieve success. Think too much. The next second the enemy sniper's gun target position is your head..."

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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