After the war...

In the staff room, filled with the joyful atmosphere after the victory of the battle, the chiefs of staff and leaders relaxed slightly, pointing to the map, and expressing the combat policy for the subsequent battle.

Their full of confidence, which also made them come up with a more bold and exquisite submission plan than before.

Major General Marlow listened to the pertinent suggestions put forward by his chief of staff, but his mind was not above this.

He had sent guards and supervisers to find the sergeant named William Evans, who was also the sharpshooter who had turned the situation around with his own strength.

Major General Marlow really wanted to meet Sergeant William Evans because he had learned about William Evans from the archives he had reviewed.

Born with Brooklyn, New York, his father served in Pearl Harbor and unfortunately died.

William Evans joined the army three months ago and graduated with the best score in all the projects and entered the battlefield.

Not long ago, he was attacked with the supply convoy and was lucky enough to survive.

This is everything Major General Marlow can know. He graduated with the first place in all projects in three months of short training, which made Major General Marlow amazed.

Although the training plan for recruits in wartime status has been a little looser, William almost achieved first place in all events before he was relaxed, and his comprehensive score is a+, and he is a well-deserved all-round player.

It is not impossible to be named King of War!

If it were in the past, talents like William Evans would never be sent to the battlefield. His talent should have entered special departments to carry out high-risk tasks such as infiltrating behind enemy lines such as assassination of senior enemy generals.

The frontal battlefield only requires "mediocre" people, and better people should make greater contributions in more dangerous places!

Just as Major General Marlow was listening to the discussions of the staff members under his command and waiting in a daze, the guards' reports came from outside the tent.

"Report! General, Sergeant William Evans has been brought here!"

When everyone in the tent heard this, they stopped discussing and looked outside the tent.

As staff officers of this battle, they naturally knew through the battle report that Sergeant William Evans, a sharpshooter who shot the enemy's senior general one by one.

Major General Marlow, after hearing William Evans arrive, they couldn't help but show a look of relief.

Because William is still alive, he has not sacrificed as bad as before.

When the timely war report stopped transmitting, they were all wondering if William had sacrificed. Now that the war stopped, William's appearance completely calmed them down.

They don’t want such a talent to sacrifice!

"Let him in!" Marlow said anxiously.

After a tent outsider said yes, William, covered in smoke, walked into the tent and saluted everyone in the tent.

"Sergeant William Evans comes to report." His tone was a little tired and lazy. Since he had just been woken up from his sleep, his eyes were still bloodshot, and he looked both embarrassed and pitiful.

The torn military uniform, tired tone, lazy breath, and not very correct standing posture were automatically corrected by the crowd in the tent for extreme fatigue after a war.

What an excellent soldier!

This thought flashed through everyone's minds, and then Marlow stepped forward cordially and saluted William to thank him for his contribution.

"Sergeant William Evans, your outstanding performance has enabled us to win this battle. I will award you the Silver Star Medal. America will remember your contributions, and the medal represents your glory!" Major General Marlow is worthy of being promoted to a rapid-fire young general. If a younger soldier heard his exquisite words, he would like to die on the spot, so that people in future generations would always remember his outstanding contributions.

But William is not such a naughty man. If he is really fooled, he will lose all the face of the Time Travelers Alliance!

William was not happy or sad, but he just answered very programmatically, and said something about thanks and loyalty.

To put it bluntly, it means saying whatever he sees. William feels that he should have performed very well. The young major general in front of him has entered his vision, which also means he has entered the vision of the top military leaders.

After receiving the recommendation of Major General Marlow, you may be able to participate in the Super Soldier Project immediately.

In his clear memory, he knew that the Super Soldier Project had begun, and Dr. Erskine had already been connected with the American government and was looking for candidates for the Super Soldier Project.

As a young general, Major General Marlow certainly would not have been unaware of it.

As long as he is loyal and courageous now and shows his excellence, Major General Marlow may have access to the Super Soldier Project.

Sure enough, Major General Marlow showed a passion for William far beyond his previous years. After inquiring about the combat process, he even made a proposal to see William's strength.

William agreed to come to an open space with a group of middle and senior officers watching the fun.

Some soldiers who were not seriously injured but could not fight were rarely seen as lively and walked out of the temporary ward and looked lively on the edge.

They don't know exactly what is going on, but that doesn't prevent them from watching.

William stood in the center of the circled open space, and the first thing he was tested was the magical shooting technique in the battle report.

Reality is not a movie, and real sharpshooters do not exist at all. Only day after day exercise and constant practice can we cultivate an excellent sniper.

William is a recruit who has only been training in the training camp for three months, and has achieved a level that most snipers may not be able to reach even in their entire lives.

While Major General Marlow was amazed, he also had some rightful suspicions.

So if William really passes the test, he doesn't mind sending William to a place that suits him more.

Excellent talents should not be wasted in chaotic battlefields where death is possible at any time. Excellent people have better stages. A talented dancer should not lie at the bottom and perform for those reckless men who do not know how to appreciate.

"Are you ready?" Marlowe shouted slightly to William in the middle of the clearing.

William, who was checking the newly-taken semi-automatic rifle, made an OK gesture, showing his arrogance to the fullest.

Several soldiers, fifty meters away from William, weighed the stone in their hands, and then waved to Major General Marlow.

"start!"

With a command, several soldiers in the distance threw the stones that were not big in their hands into the sky. Three or four stones flew into the sky and fell roughly in one direction. William needed to smash them all with a gun. This was the first test item.

William quickly raised his gun and looked at the falling stones, and the powerful physical coordination ability obtained by devouring spiders and bats came into play.

Ultrasonic positioning stones, calculate and predict, guns are like fingers, and four shots are gone.

The four stones in mid-air were instantly beaten into stone chips and flew all over the sky.

The onlookers saw this incredible scene and were instantly shocked. Then a strong cheer broke out, and some wounded whistled.

Major General Marlow and others were also shocked by this scene. William was standing at a position of more than fifty meters away from the stone.

Although the distance is not far, ordinary people standing at a distance of more than fifty meters can see clearly, let alone smashing it with guns one by one.

They are gun-playing people and know the difficulty of doing that.

After that, the stones were lost several times, increasing from five to ten, without exception, all of which were broken by Li Xian before the stones landed on the ground at a distance of more than fifty meters.

The onlookers were shocked, they had never seen anyone do all this.

"It's incredible, Sergeant Evans, your eyes are like the eyes of goshawks, so amazing! I've never..." Major General Marlow praised William fiercely, and even pressed the nickname of Hawkeye to him.

William couldn't help but touch his chin and looked at the wounded on the outside. He had experienced the big mouths of the soldiers. Even a soldier revealed a little thought of wanting to be a manly person. The news would be spread in the military camp like cancer, causing him to die socially...

Sorry, Patton, I didn’t mean to steal your title on purpose!
Chapter completed!