Special Forces: I, Private! Destroy the Wolf Fang at the beginning

As soon as Che Guohua in Area B5 entered the room, the scene of that nightmarish duel was played.

Che Guohua's whole body was torn apart, how could there be such an instructor!

In the competition, he killed the students in an instant and suppressed them to death. At one point, the students' faith collapsed and they doubted their life. They finally figured it out and stood up again, but they still had to irritate people at this fragile time!

On the other side, Zhong Liqun from Area A2 raised his eyebrows and was speechless when he saw the video being played.

Sure enough, the instructor is still the same instructor, a person who likes to hit the mark with one hit, and his way to verify whether it is effective is to make people continue to make breakthroughs until he is satisfied with it!

"Instructor, instructor, why are you showing me this? No matter how many times I watch it, I can't do what you do." Zhong Liqun complained in his heart, but he still took it seriously. He watched it frame by frame and memorized every action. Cooked.

Every action is memorized by heart, but it is not enough. Both Zhong Liqun and Che Guohua know that all technical guidance is theory, and shooting requires one's own training to form memory in the muscles in order to be fast and accurate.

In the open shooting range, the breeze blew gently, raising some dust. The sun was shining brightly, and the ground seemed to be coated with a layer of golden color. The mountains in the distance stood silently, becoming the silent background of this tense atmosphere.

In different areas, Che Guohua and Zhong Liqun stood in shooting positions, their postures as solid and tall as sculptures.

Their sharp eyes were firmly locked on the target in front of them, their moods were calm, and they were full of thoughts.

"With no distracting thoughts in mind, you can hit the target by trusting your intuition and training. Every muscle memory and every breath control are gathered at this time, showing the perfect combination of precision and power."

"Feel the rhythm of your heartbeat and make it merge with the rhythm of shooting. Keep your mind focused and the bull's-eye magnified infinitely in front of your eyes. Believe in yourself and the gun in your hand. You will hit with one hit!"

"Shooting training is to practice skills, but it is also to train character and stability. The slightest negligence will lead to missed opportunities. Only by maintaining absolute concentration at all times can you not allow any mistakes in every shot."

Zhong Liqun's right hand held the handle of the gun firmly, and his fingers rested naturally on the trigger. His movements were smooth and skillful, without any unnecessary movements. The left arm is slightly bent to maintain the balance of the body. Every inch of the muscle is full of strength but ready to go.

His expression was focused and calm, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his lips were pursed, revealing an unquestionable confidence.

The moment he aimed at the target, his breathing was always steady and long, and the whole world seemed to quiet down, leaving only him and the target.

The finger gently pulled the trigger, the action was crisp and clear, without the slightest hesitation. With a "bang" sound, the bullet came out of the chamber, and the bullet hit the bull's-eye with lightning accuracy.

There was no too much surprise on his face, as if all this was expected. Only the slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed a hint of imperceptible pride.

He was very satisfied with the shot just now. Whether it was the smoothness of the shot or the stability of the shot, this shot was his best result so far!

"I have made a little progress today." Zhong Liqun made a V to himself in his mind. Being able to make a little progress every day is the greatest affirmation of his efforts.

Che Guohua maintained a slight bend in his stride and held his shooting posture for a while, and the target in front of him was always within his shooting aim.

He stood there like a solidified sculpture, staring stubbornly at the center point of the target in front of him, as if he was in trance.

His gaze was steady, and the breeze blew across his cheeks, taking away a drop of sweat from him, but it did not affect his focus on shooting at all.

Che Guohua is now doing this kind of mental-strengthening action. He no longer has the anxiety when confronting the instructor, and a storm of thoughts is going on in his mind:

"The instructor made us do four hours of lifting and aiming that day. I always thought he was just to anger me and lure me into the game."

"Now that I am in the game, I really know that because I have experienced too many setbacks and hardships in my growth, after achieving great results, I unconsciously resisted basic training in my heart. psychology.”

"That kind of mentality didn't make me unable to endure hardships, but it made me think that I didn't have to endure hardships without fear, so I wanted to improve myself in other places and in other ways."

"Such a mentality is fatal to me, because my growth experience determines that I can only make breakthroughs through hard training. You cannot train well after thousands of trainings. If you practice tens of thousands of times, there will always be something wrong." When it’s successful!”

Che Guohua suddenly closed his eyes. The gun in his hand was not even close. He lightly pressed the trigger with his finger, and the bullet left the chamber smoothly. The recoil of the bullet was not enough to stop Che Guohua's hand. It can be seen that his hand How stable.

Che Guohua opened his eyes and looked at the target through the scope. The bullet he just shot hit the target!

His eyes suddenly emitted a frightening light, like two burning comets. The corners of his mouth curved up into a smile.

Then "Hahahahahahaha." He burst out into a deafening, heaven-shaking, heaven-shattering laugh. The laughter was like rolling thunder, threatening to shatter the sky.

When he was laughing so excitedly, he took back the gun in his hand, and first put the gun in a safe place.

After taking a few steps back, he suddenly danced wildly in the air with his hands, like a madman dancing wildly. His two fists were clenched tightly, as if he wanted to hold everything in the world in his hands.

The whole body seemed to be equipped with springs, jumping up to three feet high, and then falling heavily, making the ground seem to tremble.

"I did it, I finally did it!" He roared crazily in his heart, and the joy was like a surging tsunami, completely submerging his heart with overwhelming force.

His mouth opened wide, and laughter seemed to tear his throat apart. The muscles on his face were twisted and deformed due to extreme excitement, but they still could not stop the overwhelming joy.

Tears poured out of the corners of his eyes uncontrollably, but this did not affect his manic laughter at all. While laughing, he was spinning rapidly on the spot, as if he wanted to turn the surrounding air into a whirlpool of joy.

"I was too conceited before, thinking that I was already at the top, but it turned out that I was just looking at the sky from a well!" He secretly mourned for his former self, and at the same time, he was also grateful that his leader had included him in this training camp.

"This instructor knows how to teach students in accordance with their aptitude. Sure enough, it is not unreasonable to be selected as the first chief officer of the information support force. Instructor Chen Fan, from now on, you will be my second god!"

Although Che Guohua feels that he still has shortcomings, now he is full of pride and pride, as if he has stood at the top of the world and has become the king who controls everything.

At this moment, the whole world was trembling with his joy, and all the worries were crushed by his laughter and disappeared without a trace.