Special Forces: Fusion of Deadshot Talent at the Start

Chapter 3 Why don’t you continue throwing bottles?

Soon, someone in the team came to the trench of the shooting range with ten glass bottles.

 The regiment leader did not dare to let people throw bottles on the flat ground. Who knew how bad this person's marksmanship would be.

 What if you accidentally hit the soldier responsible for throwing the bottle?

 It is obviously safer to hide in the target trench and throw bottles upwards.

 The regiment commander and all the soldiers could only hope that Zhang Chuan would be lucky enough to hit a bottle.

 At least this way the loss won’t be too ugly.

The high school team still maintains its usual aloofness, with unfathomable eyes under the sunglasses.

Miao Company was responsible for issuing the shooting order. He looked at Zhang Chuan and asked: "Xiao Zhang, are you ready?"

“Everything is ready!” Zhang Chuan replied, holding the rifle tightly with both hands.

 “Okay, let’s get started!”

Miao Company held a walkie-talkie and immediately ordered to throw bottles at the soldiers in the target trench.

Whoosh!

As soon as Miao Lian finished speaking, a small black dot barely visible to the naked eye rose into the sky. That was the bottle.

Zhang Chuan quickly raised his rifle and took aim.

At the same time as he raised the gun, a magical power emerged. Without thinking too much, a clear ballistic line automatically appeared in his mind.

Moreover, the bottle a hundred meters away seemed to be very close at this moment, extremely clear.

This dead-shooting vision is really amazing!

boom!

 The moment the calculation was completed, Zhang Chuan decisively pulled the trigger.

Almost synchronized with the sound of gunshots, everyone subconsciously looked up and saw that the bottle had exploded before it reached its highest point!

 Witnessing this scene, everyone in the audience showed expressions of extreme shock almost at the same time.

 Everyone was stunned, and three words echoed in their minds: Impossible!

 No one could believe that Zhang Chuan really hit the bottle.

brush!

　　The high school team took off their cool sunglasses and stared at the scattered glass shards with shocked eyes.

This guy actually hit the bottle!

 He was actually able to hit a bottle flying in the air from a hundred meters away!

Not to mention, it was hit at the moment when the bottle was rising and before it reached its highest point.

 This is unbelievable!

 Everyone was speechless at this moment, no one spoke.

 It must be a blind cat meeting a dead mouse!

 That’s right!

How could a pig-raising recruit be so accurate with his marksmanship?

 Almost everyone thinks so.

Even the head of the group had this idea.

Even the soldier responsible for throwing bottles in the target trench was stunned.

 He thought he had heard or seen wrong, but when the glass shards fell at his feet, he was convinced that it was all true.

The pig soldier they thought would only brag and embarrass the team actually hit the bottle!

“Why don’t you continue throwing bottles?” Zhang Chuan asked.

　His words broke the silence, and everyone recovered from the shock.

Miao Lian resisted asking Zhang Chuan, so as not to disturb his state, and immediately shouted through the intercom: "What's going on over there in the target trench? Why did you stop and continue throwing bottles!"

The soldiers in the target trench reacted, responded, picked up the second bottle and threw it into the air.

boom!

 The bottle was less than three meters away from the launch position and was accurately crushed again.

 Then the third...the fourth...the fifth...

Each bottle was shot by Zhang Chuan before reaching the highest point.

 And Zhang Chuan did not waste a bullet from beginning to end.

 Each bullet hit the glass bottle accurately.

 Seeing the bottles being broken one after another, everyone finally realized that this was not an accident.

 Perhaps the first shot may have been misplaced.

 The second shot may also have an element of luck.

 But starting from the third round, no matter how reluctant they were to admit it, they had to believe that this was a real display of strength!

 Just kidding, who has the ability to continuously hit bottles hundreds of meters away?

 Do you think you are superman?

Everyone was extremely shocked by Zhang Chuan's incredible marksmanship.

 The sunglasses in the high school team's hand even slipped to the ground, and he didn't even notice.

 “Change hands!”

Zhang Chuan imitated the movements and words of the high school team when they performed the fifty-meter bottle shooting, changing the gun held in his right hand to shooting with his left hand.

boom! Snapped!

boom! Snapped!

After switching to shooting with his left hand, every shot was accompanied by a glass bottle breaking.

 After five consecutive shots, all ten bottles were broken.

 At this point, Zhang Chuan completed the ten-shot shooting mission.

 He put away his gun and turned to look at the military region chief, Miao Company and others.

Looking at the shocked expressions on their faces, as if they were seeing a peerless master, he smiled and asked: "Chiefs, am I doing well?"

 Are you still...okay?

 The head of the military region, the Miao company, the high school team, the regiment leader and others almost fainted when they heard Zhang Chuan's words.

 You can already hit a bottle flying in the air a hundred meters away with a sniper rifle, but you still have the nerve to ask, "Are you okay?"

 Do you have any misunderstanding about the word "okay"?

 Could you please disappear on your own with this word?

 You ask, what do we think?

 Are we shameless?

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

 Finally, Xiaozhuang was the first to come to his senses, clapped excitedly and cheered loudly:

 “Okay! Okay! Okay!”

　　As his applause rang out, everyone clapped as if they were waking up from a dream.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…

At almost the same time, all the soldiers of the regiment, including the Miao company, military region chiefs, regimental commanders and other officers, applauded together.

 All the soldiers in the regiment shouted loudly: "Okay!"

 The high school team and Miaolian looked at each other and saw the same excitement and appreciation in each other's eyes.

The amazing shooting skills Zhang Chuan showed just now made them seem to have foreseen the rise of a new military king!

 Such talents, if trained in the special forces, are very likely to become the existence they look up to in the future - the super soldier king!

"Comrade Xiao Zhang, you did a great job! You are really outstanding!" The head of the military region praised sincerely: "Among all the non-special forces I have seen, your marksmanship is the best! I want to take credit for you!" "

 “Thank you, chief!” Zhang Chuan stood at attention and replied.

The head of the military region nodded in approval, turned to the regiment leader and said, "You are not competent enough as a regiment leader. You have assigned such an outstanding talent to raise pigs."

The leader wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly admitted his mistake: "Yes, yes, it was my negligence. I am willing to accept the organization's punishment."

The head of the military region snorted, and then said to the high school team: "Old Gao, do you feel defeated now?"

 The high school team nodded calmly: “This time, I am convinced.”

Then, the high school team turned to Zhang Chuan, with a smile on his lips, and asked: "In half a month, it will be the day when our Langya selects special forces. Since you are so eager to challenge Langya's authority, I don't think you will Miss this opportunity, right?”

 Zhang Chuan understood that the high school team was inviting him to participate in the Wolf Fang selection. He longed for the life of a special forces soldier and naturally did not want to miss it: "Of course! I will definitely participate!"

 “Very good, I look forward to that day!”

“It’s almost time. We still have to patrol other regiments. Let’s stop here today.”

The head of the military region finally encouraged Zhang Chuan again: "Young man, keep working hard. I look forward to the day when you defeat the Langya Special Forces Brigade!"

"yes!"

 After the military region chief and his entourage left, the entire regiment was also disbanded.

 The regiment leader saw off the leader. Zhang Chuan was about to return to the logistics farm, but was stopped by Miao Lian.

"Good boy, how come I didn't know you were so good when we were in the new recruit company? You hid it deep enough!" Miao Lian said with a smile.

“Maybe it’s because the Ren and Du meridians were suddenly opened.” Zhang Chuan chuckled.

“Yes, no matter what, you have earned enough face for our Special Eighth Group this time. At least one group will not be able to escape with third-class merit.”

Miao Lian said with a smile and looked at Zhang Chuan with a smile on his face, "Do you want to join our Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company?"

Zhang Chuan thought for a moment and replied: "It doesn't make much sense to join the reconnaissance company now. I will participate in the Langya selection in half a month. If I fail to be selected into the Langya, it will not be too late to consider joining then. During this period, I still want to Stay at the logistics farm.”

Miao Lian thought it made sense, and said happily: "Yes, he is a person who values ​​friendship. However, you must undergo special training to cope with the selection of Langya, right?"

Zhang Chuan said confidently: "Don't worry, Miao Lian, I'm already prepared, there will definitely be no problem."

Since Zhang Chuan was so determined, Miao Lian stopped talking. The two chatted for a while and then let Zhang Chuan go back.

"Ding!"

On the way back to the farm, a systematic voice suddenly came from Zhang Chuan’s mind:

“Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. Rewards for physical attributes: strength +100, speed +100, neural response +100, comprehension +50, US team’s fighting skill fusion increased to 30%, dead-shooting skill fusion increased to 40%!”

Zhang Chuan was overjoyed when he heard the system prompt tone.

 He quickly checked his attribute panel:

Name: Zhang Chuan

Position: Logistics Farm Pig Recruitment

Physical attributes: Strength 190, Speed ​​190, Nervous Reaction 190, Comprehension 140

 Skills: Deadshot shooting skills (fusion degree 40%), US fighting skills (fusion degree 30%)

 “I’m finally no longer a weakling!”

“With these two skills and nearly twice the physique of an ordinary person, you can compete with the Wolf Fang special forces, right?”

 (End of this chapter)