Chapter 24 How can you train shooting like this!
It was the teeth-gritting ten-kilometer fully armed cross-country race again. Zhang Chuan was as tired as a dog at this moment.

Fortunately, at the last moment, he pushed himself to the limit, and his physical fitness value suddenly jumped up by five points.

Immediately afterwards, the system gave him five more points, which allowed him to catch his breath and prevent him from fainting on the ground.

He slumped on the ground, gasping for breath, but a stubborn smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This life is really not a life for human beings.

Considering the hellish special training over the past half month, plus the ten physical points he just obtained, his physical fitness has only increased by twenty points in total, which is just a tiny bit of progress.

It seems that the stronger your physique becomes, the more difficult it will be to improve it even a little bit.

He raised his hand and opened the personal information interface and glanced at it:
Name: Zhang Chuan

Identity: New recruit

Physical attributes: Strength 300, Agility 300, IQ 180
Skills: Dead Shot (40% mastery), Fighting (30% mastery), Chameleon Camouflage (30% mastery)

"Just barely. I'm still a long way from three times the normal person's physical strength. When I officially join the Wolf Fang, I need to have at least three and a half times the normal person's physical strength."

"Lao Zhang, how did you get this physique?"

Zhuang Yan, Squad Leader Lao Pao and the others were breathing heavily and staring at Zhang Chuan, their eyes full of jealousy.

"you do not say."

Paratrooper Deng Zhenhua was shocked: "Not only did you climb two hills, but you also ran the 10 kilometers with us. Most importantly, you were the first to cross the finish line. Are you made of iron?"

Zhang Chuan smiled bitterly and said, "Practice as hard as you can."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

"Everyone, assemble within five minutes and run to the shooting range at full speed! From today on, shooting training officially begins!"

Just then, the high school team's loud voices exploded on the playground.

Upon hearing this, the rookies were instantly furious.

"Finally, the shooting training has begun! This time, I'm going to let you see my marksmanship!"

"Haha, this time, I'm going to let those guys from Langya know that our field troops are not to be trifled with!"

"Shooting is my specialty. I will definitely impress those old hands!"

For a moment, all the rookies were excited and ready to start training.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, how's your shooting?"

Paratrooper Deng Zhenhua bumped Zhang Chuan's shoulder with an expectant look on his face.

"It's okay." Zhang Chuan didn't want to pour cold water on Deng Zhenhua, so he said modestly.

"Haha, I finally found a project that can beat you!"

Deng Zhenhua said proudly: "Let me tell you, our paratroopers' shooting skills are well-known in the Eagle Division! They are also well-known experts in the entire military region!"

"I've been suppressed by you for more than half a month and I've almost lost my confidence. Now I can finally get back on track with my shooting skills!"

Zhuang Yan, Lao Pao and Chen Xiwa tried hard to hold back their laughter and looked at Deng Zhenhua with some sympathy.

"Zhang Chuan was just being modest, but you took it seriously."

"Even the head coach admires Zhang Chuan's shooting skills. Do you still want to compete with him?" "Isn't this embarrassing?"

Deng Zhenhua felt their gazes and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why, you are questioning my paratroopers' marksmanship?"

Zhuang Yan waved his hand and sneered, "How dare we? Paratrooper, you are a natural ruthless character. How dare we underestimate you?"

Deng Zhenhua snorted coldly: "Just wait and see, I will surprise you!"

After a while, everyone gathered and ran to the shooting range.

They were divided into three groups, each with fifteen people, and Zhang Chuan, Zhuang Yan and others were in the last group.

"Distance, two hundred meters, human target!"

"Requirement: You must fire all 30 bullets in the magazine within 40 seconds, and at least 20 of them must hit the target to pass!"

Gray Wolf held a stopwatch in his hand and loudly announced the rules to the group of recruits.

"Human target? Two hundred meters?" The recruits were all confused.

This requirement does not sound strict, and even seems a bit trivial for these elite night combat troops.

"It seems that the special forces' requirements for shooting are just this good!" Deng Zhenhua smiled.

There are many people who have similar ideas.

The only exception is Zhang Chuan.

His intuition told him that Langya's training assessment could never be so simple.

There must be something fishy going on here!
"First row, get ready, set, go!"

At Gray Wolf's command, the fifteen recruits in the first row immediately took action.

They were planning to show off their skills and give Langya a head start, but suddenly they discovered...

"Damn it! The gun is torn into pieces! What the hell is going on!"

Someone screamed.

"The scope is also blocked! How can I aim?"

"Fuck! Who can finish shooting in forty seconds and hit the target with more than twenty rounds?"

The recruits panicked instantly.

But the arrow was on the string and had to be shot, so he had to bite the bullet and race against time to assemble the gun.

The recruits behind were also dumbfounded when they heard the noise in front.

The gun was disassembled into pieces, and the scope was covered...

To fire thirty bullets in forty seconds and hit more than twenty of them is simply a fantasy!

These old Langya soldiers were obviously deliberately giving them problems!

How can you take a shooting test like this?

(End of this chapter)