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Chapter 159: A Thousand Miles of Birds
Like those postdoctoral fellows, Wang Zhe was directly awarded the rank of major as soon as he joined the army.

This surprised him a little.

But Qiu Yu's words made him understand.

After all, he is already a summoner apprentice, and he will be promoted to a summoner in the future.

Granting the rank of major is the minimum respect for a summoner apprentice.

But Qiu Yu then said:
"But you have just joined the army after all. This military rank only represents your special status. It does not mean that we will give you the corresponding position."

Wang Zhe nodded.

The counterpart to a major must be at least a battalion-level officer.

How could he have the ability to manage the affairs of a battalion, and how could he have the leisure.

So he was very satisfied with just one military rank.

Qiu Yu finally confessed to Wang Zhe:

"Shooting training at one o'clock in the afternoon. I will have someone take you to the training ground at one o'clock. Let me tell you in advance, these guys all have their nostrils upturned. You have to show some real skills, otherwise it will be difficult to convince the crowd."

Wang Zhe nodded: "Understood."

Since Wang Zhe was a school officer, he was assigned to a single dormitory.

It has to be said that the conditions of the special warfare brigade are good.

In the dormitory, there are toilets, bathrooms, balconies, desks, bookshelves and other things.

Wang Zhe put on his regular clothes first, and looked in the mirror.

"Well, it's really heroic. Handsome!"

Then he changed into a jungle training uniform and looked in the mirror.

"It's so handsome!"

Wang Zhe is narcissistic.

Of course, compared to other soldiers, he still lacks the military temperament engraved in his bones.

After all, this was only his first day in the army.

I haven't even walked through the queue, and I haven't stood in a military posture.

At [-] noon, go to the military canteen for dinner.

The food in the cafeteria is of course nothing to say.

But when Wang Zhe was eating, the other soldiers looked at him, and they always felt that it was not very good.

Presumably they knew that they were an ordinary person, and they would not be convinced when they suddenly became a major.

Wang Zhe ignored these people and ate by himself.

……

At one o'clock in the afternoon, a captain came to call Wang Zhe.

When his eyes fell on Wang Zhe's military rank, dissatisfaction flashed across his eyes.

With Wang Zheyuan's insight beyond ordinary people, he naturally captured this little dissatisfied look in his eyes.

But he ignored it and followed him to the training ground.

In the southeast corner of the training ground, a shooting range was set aside.

The other battalions conduct other training on the training ground.

There are only more than 100 soldiers from the third battalion, all lined up neatly on the shooting range.

Everyone knows that in the last assessment of the Third Battalion, the shooting event was at the bottom of the whole brigade.

And because the shooting results were too low, their total scores were also ranked last in the whole brigade.

So they have been training in shooting these days.

The soldiers of the third battalion, of course, knew that this was embarrassing.

But there is no way, since their grades are at the bottom, they have to bear the contempt of others.

At the same time, they all looked at the entrance of the training ground.

Does this new instructor have any real skills?

Soon, Wang Zhe came to the third camp.

The eyes of all the more than 100 people in the third battalion were all poking at Wang Zhe.

Ordinary people may not be able to bear this kind of gaze alone.

Wang Zhe was calm and composed.

why?
Because his face is much thicker than ordinary people.

Qiu Yu said to everyone:
"This Wang Zhe is the shooting instructor I have worked hard to recruit. Let's see if he can improve your shooting performance from the bottom!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces felt a little hot.

But what they don't understand is, since their marksmanship is at the bottom, why should they find an ordinary person to be their instructor.

Is this really going to be broken?
One of them questioned:
"Report to the battalion commander!"

Qiu Yu said: "Speak!"

The man said loudly:

"I've seen his videos. His archery skills are top-notch, and his shooting skills are also very strong. But his skills are all competition skills, and there is no comparison with our actual shooting skills. Let him teach us how to shoot. I am puzzled!"

Qiu Yu glanced at the soldier, then turned to the others:
"You all have the same doubts?"

The more than 100 soldiers said in unison: "Yes!"

The sound was loud and loud.

It's okay to be questioned, but also questioned by more than 100 people.

Taking ten thousand steps back is acceptable even if it is questioned by more than 100 people, and now these 100 people still have such a loud voice.

If this was an ordinary person, he would have been cowardly.

But who is Wang Zhe?
He is through the public, hanging B.

Can you be intimidated by this situation?

He stood there, not looking like a soldier, just calm and unconcerned.

It seemed that these people were not questioning him, but Qiu Yu next to him.

Qiu Yu said loudly:
"In other words, you question his ability?"

"Yes!"

All the soldiers said in unison again.

Wang Zhe has a black streak on his head.

If you question it, you will question it. Why do you say that you question my ability?
Brother is very capable, okay?

Qiu Yu glanced at Wang Zhe next to him, and said:
"Show them a hand."

Then he said to a soldier in the front row:

"Give him the gun."

The soldier came forward and handed the gun to Wang Zhe.

Although there was no emotion on his expression, his eyes had already betrayed him.

His eyes were full of doubts about Wang Zhe.

Wang Zhe took the gun.

This is the latest 91-C assault rifle.

There is a small scope on the gun.

Wang Zhe came to the shooting range.

For ordinary troops, the targets of assault rifles are 100 meters, 200 meters, and at most 300 meters.

But here is the special warfare brigade, their target is still 500 meters away.

Wang Zhe came directly to the shooting position of the 500-meter target.

There is no crawling, no kneeling, or standing shooting posture.

Because he doesn't know much about it.

He was just standing there slack, with the gun slung across his shoulders, the muzzle pointing to the ground.

At a certain moment, it suddenly moved.

He raised his gun sharply and pointed it into the distance.

blah blah-

A burst.

Everyone immediately looked at the screen next to them.

I saw that the target paper on the screen was as smooth as new.

Not a single bullet hole.

Everyone was stunned.

Although they are all questioning this guy, this guy shouldn't be too outrageous.

After all, he was personally selected by the battalion commander, so he should have some strength.

As a result, for the first time performing now, he actually missed the target?
Are you kidding me?

In doubt, they looked at the gun target in the distance.

The target remains unchanged.

It's just that from a distance, I saw a birdman passing by, and suddenly fell down.

free fall.

At this moment, everyone instantly understood.

Then, everyone looked at Wang Zhe in unison.

I saw Wang Zhe at this time, the gun had been put down.

Still standing so loosely, still looking indifferent.

The whole person seemed to be stamped with two capital letters: Pretending!
(End of this chapter)