Soldier Assault: Visitors from Ten Continents

Xu Sanduo concentrated on shooting down those difficult moving targets in the dim light, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of someone jumping into the other end of the range and starting to shoot.

In any case, the old A's were too far ahead, and they quickly cleared away all the targets within the effective range. The people on the shooting range over there were hard to discern under this kind of light, but the gunshots were still ringing densely, so the old A can finally rest.

The rest is watching the gunfire erupt over there, accompanied by the comments of the leaders.

The gunshots over there have finally become sparse, because there are fewer and fewer targets left in the effective range, but a gunshot is still ringing with a unique rhythm.

It is unique, because these old A's with excellent psychological quality all shoot bursts, and all of them are single shots.

There were soft discussions floating in the morning light, and under the hazy light, quite a few shooters had already left their shooting positions, because they wanted to see clearly the outstanding peer.

Finally, there was only the gunshot left on the shooting range, the gunfire burst out in a very steady rhythm, and a motionless human figure.

Those who were dumbfounded included this group of experienced old A's. The binoculars suddenly became a hot commodity, because they had to use binoculars to see the target that the shooter knocked down.

Su Yi folded his arms, expressionless.

He didn't use binoculars, but he saw the man clearly.

To be honest, he didn't know why Cheng Cai had to return to this place.

To get back the shattered foundations?To prove yourself as the best special shooter?In order to work vigorously in the barracks for a lifetime?

Su Yi didn't know, and he didn't know how he felt about returning to old A when he became a talent.

Happy?Worry?Not exactly, it's complicated anyway.

Wu Zhe murmured: "Listen to the sound of gunshots, could it be the glorious Bayi bar? A Bayi old bar hit so far?"

"I heard that he is the local gun king."

"This is not the gun king, but the goblin."

Xu Sanduo has been by their side, watching silently. He was the first to notice Yuan Lang rushing over there angrily.

Yuan Lang had never been so angry. An officer from the base chased after him and explained: "But this man is strongly recommended by the group army! You have seen his achievements too! Everyone has seen it!"

Yuan Lang: "Of course! This is a person who cares most about grades!"

Officer: "I know what you focus on, but grades are also a yardstick."

"He's already been knocked out once! You can ask him why! I don't need him to come here and pull the trigger and hit the target! Because he and my soldiers are not the same target at all!"

Xu Sanduo turned his head to look at the gunman who had been lying down all this time, and now he had finally knocked out all the targets that were difficult for others to reach. He got up without saying a word, and stood at attention in his place.

Xu Sanduo watched intently.

Qi Huan looked through the binoculars, put down the binoculars, and his face became ugly.

That person is Chengcai.

Two teams of soldiers stood outside the cafeteria, waiting for their own breakfast after a hard night.

Strictness is strictness, and politeness is politeness. The bosses stay put and let people from brother units go first in the cafeteria.

Xu Sanduo has been staring at the success at the end of the team, and is waiting for their closest opportunity.

Chengcai finally walked past him.

Xu Sanduo: "Successful?"

Chengcai looked at him and smiled: "How is the family?"

"Fortunately...to become a talent." Xu Sanduo smiled contentedly, and didn't want to express anything, just happy.

Chengcai: "You're right, we can't make ourselves too comfortable."

Xu Sanduo: "So you are here again."

Wu Zhe pulled him by his side, and Chengcai followed the team into the cafeteria.

Xu Sanduo looked back and saw Wu Zhe's wry smile, Su Yi and Ji Ming's helpless eyes, and Qi Huan's sullen face, Qi Huan's cold face was rare.

Qi Huan: "Xu Sanduo, you violated the rules. We forbid contact with the selectors."

Xu Sanduo: "Yes."

He looked at Chengcai's back.

Close at hand, two worlds.

In the urban warfare training base, several candidates broke out from the smoke and fire alleyway, and there were still chain explosions behind them.

Don't know what they've been through, but it looks like they just got back from hell.

An old A didn't give any pause, and started to whistle sharply: "Line up!"

At this moment, Chengcai came out of the gunpowder with a seriously sprained teammate, and he kept handing over the wounded soldier to the medical staff before going to his queue, standing in the last row of candidates, inconspicuous a corner of .

Yuan Lang took a look from the car in the distance, and turned his eyes to the personnel materials in his hand without seeming to be interested.

A pair of military boots stepped on the scorched ground, and Yuan Lang walked in front of the queue. He passed Chengcai several times, as if he didn't see him at all.

He finally stopped, standing between Chengcai and another candidate: "What is the difference between special forces and infantry?"

Both Chengcai and the candidate were at a loss because they didn't know who he was asking.

The officer who had argued with Yuan Lang flashed a look of surprise, accompanied by a low voice to the comrades around him: "Such a superficial question."

Yuan Lang: "Successful?"

Chengcai: "There is no difference."

The officer's expression was even more surprised. He could answer such a simple question wrong, and he was the soldier with the best grade so far.

But Yuan Lang walked back, and he finally stood honestly in front of Chengcai: "Continue."

Chengcai: "Planes will be shot down in the end, and warships will be sunk in the end. In a truly tragic war, the so-called high-tech weapons will be exhausted soon. In the end, the war will be a human-to-human war. Special forces and infantry rely on The basics of human beings, in the fight against complexity and cruelty, special forces and infantry are not the last arms, because they are the ones who persist in the end."

Yuan Lang: "You know exactly what I want to hear."

Chengcai: "Yes. This is just the most fundamental survival logic of the Seventh Company. Before our company was adapted due to outdated tactical thinking, we used this to encourage ourselves... After the adaptation, everyone scattered everywhere, use this to persist."

Yuan Lang's eyes flickered with ridicule: "Are you a member of Qilian again?"

"No, I'm just a soldier who got lost on the prairie. I lost my line." Cheng Cai's face was filled with sadness, "Now I'll finish the run."

Yuan Lang said simply: "I don't trust you."

Chengcai: "Understood."

"If you stay, it's because someone told me a lot," Yuan Lang smiled wryly, "too much. But you are very refined, slick, shimmering, and you will give me what I want, even if you don't have any."

The author has something to say: haha, the successful king is back~~~~~