This wave of zombies will not work [End Times]

The next week was a week like hell.

The trainees get up at 05:30 every day, and then run with a [-]-kilogram load. They can have breakfast after the run.

When the weather was fine, they were pulled out to expose themselves to the sun, holding a gun horizontally in their hands, with a brick hanging from the muzzle of the gun, and remained motionless for two hours in the sun.

On the tenth day, Mijingtang took everyone to the swimming pool again, swam 5000 meters in combat uniforms, and then started queuing up and jumping blindfolded from a ten-meter-high platform.

Mijingtang is an extremely strict person, he doesn't release water at all, and if something goes wrong, he will be whipped with a stick, and he will always hit the most painful place.He thought that Zou Lang was just a whim, and he would definitely not be able to persevere. He didn't expect that although he couldn't do the best, he had good physical fitness, average grades, no shortcomings, and he persisted despite the hard training.

Zou Lang felt that his whole body was going to fall apart when he returned to the dormitory these days.The so-called equipment operation classes and theoretical classes turned into a kind of rest instead.

After training for more than half a month, under this kind of high-intensity training, more than half of the people were quickly eliminated.Although other classes have also been eliminated, the elimination rate of E class has always been the highest.

With this achievement, it's not that Mijingtang has too high demands on the students. In fact, after the recruits arrived here, in about three days, he had a basic judgment on everyone's strengths, weaknesses, psychological quality and comprehensive conditions.

He will train and pay more attention to good seedlings who have strengths or are expected to pass the selection and are suitable for special forces.

Some are not suitable at all, or have some shortcomings, it is better to eliminate them early and let them go home.

The so-called steel can only be made after a hundred refinements.

Now is not an era of peace. If someone who is not capable enough is placed in the land of zombies, he is looking for death.

The weather was not very good that day, it was a dusty day, and at four o'clock in the afternoon, the course was scheduled for outdoor shooting training.

Mijingtang didn't mean to change the time at all, and when the time came, he asked the students to carry their equipment and run to the shooting range in the back mountain to start shooting training.

When the students lined up and stood up, Mijingtang sent a message, "Ten shots per person. If you don't hit the bull's-eye once, you will be deducted two points." Then he crossed his legs and sat on the seat beside him, watching Shooting students.

There are not many people now, and the round will end soon.The teaching assistant hurriedly recorded the results, and only three of the ten shots hit the bull's-eye.

Mijingtang gave the students a cold look, and said, "You really let me down."

In general special forces training, psychological destruction is an important link.

Psychological destruction refers to psychological blows to students, including mock criminal trials, insults, beatings, and so on.

Only with firm will and perseverance can we survive this test and become an excellent special soldier.

Mijingtang doesn't insult students, he just despises, despises the weak, and treats them like weak ants.For these proud soldiers, this kind of contempt seems to be more stinging.

He also belonged to the one who didn't hit the bull's-eye, and said: "Report to the instructor, the wind is so strong today, this visibility. How could it be possible to hit the bull's-eye?!"

"Two points deducted." Mijingtang deducted points first, and then replied, "Enemies and zombies will not attack with the wind and the sun."

"Report, please ask the instructor to demonstrate." Someone in the crowd said again, just listening to the voice without looking at the person, Mijingtang knew that Zou Lang said this, and he tried his best to restrain his urge to deduct Zou Lang's points.

After listening to Zou Lang's words, several students responded and made a report.The so-called law does not blame the public, this round of point deduction is avoided.

Zou Lang put Mijingtang in a position where he couldn't get off the tiger. Instead, he kept his mouth shut and hid behind the queue, gloating a bit. He was one of the three who hit the bull's-eye. He had a lively and no-nonsense expression. He had seen Mijingtang shoot, and he had seen him shoot through several zombies, so he had known for a long time that his marksmanship was powerful.But no matter how slow the zombies are, they are still moving, which is different from this fixed target.He also wanted to see how many rings Mijingtang could shoot in such an environment.

Mijingdou knew that being a demonstration was the best way to quell these criticisms.He reached out and took He Ye's gun, "The battlefield is not the time to talk about conditions. If your enemy shoots more accurately and reacts more sensitively than you, you will die."

While talking, he loaded a magazine, and then took half a step forward with one foot, the handle of the gun pressed against his shoulder, the muzzle was raised, and then slowly lowered until it was in line with the bull's-eye, and then he quietly Breathe, adjust a bit, and pull the trigger.

Mijingdou's fingers moved slightly, and the posture of his body relieved the recoil well.Bullets fired between breaths.

He wasn't prepared to fire one shot at a time, but a burst of fire.

Continuous shooting requires more stability than one hit.

Mijingtang's whole set of movements was like flowing water, as if the gun should be held in the hands of someone like him.Watching him shoot is a treat.

While the students were still stunned, Mijingtang finished shooting ten shots and waited for the target paper to pass over.He put down the gun and said to the students: "Each firearm has the best operation method for each firearm, and each gun has different suitable angles. Every outstanding soldier is fed by bullets. You have practiced well. Not enough. When shooting, you also need to bring your brains."

Then Mijingtang stretched out a hand, felt the wind speed more accurately, and said to the students: "The current wind speed is southeast wind, and the wind speed is level 4. You need to let your hands feel the wind speed and let your body remember it." Move, keep your eyes on the bull's-eye, and shoot. If the situation is dire on the battlefield, at least you can rely on your instincts."

The teaching assistant ran over, took the target paper and showed it in front of the students. The target paper only had a round hole at the tenth ring in the center, because all the bullets passed through this middle bullet hole.It was almost a perfectly round hole with a small gap on one side.

Mijingtang stretched his fingers, as if he was still not satisfied with the result, and said apologetically, "I haven't practiced for a few days, so I'm a bit raw."

The students had long been shocked by his shooting results, and there was no sound.

Even so, he was amazed at Mijingdou's marksmanship.

After Mijingtang finished teaching the students, he sat back on the chair beside him and crossed his legs. The expression on his face was as simple as pouring a glass of water.

"This week, everyone in the outdoor shooting range has 1000 rounds of ammunition. If the total score is lower than 8000, just pack up and go home." He looked at the schedule on the table beside him and said, "By the way, this is because your scores are not enough Good extra training that doesn't take up class time."

For 1000 rounds of bullets, the average shot should not be lower than 8 rings to achieve this result.It can't take up the time of class, so it's only in the morning, after dinner and in the evening.

This requirement is very high.

But the students had just been shocked by him, so they didn't dare to complain.

It wasn't until the students returned to the dormitory that they began to complain.

He Ye said indignantly: "Looking at Xiao Longnu's appearance, it's shocking!"

Wei Lin answered, "I have no objection that you want to give the instructor a bad name elsewhere, but unfortunately you have chosen the wrong direction." As he spoke, he opened a textbook for theoretical study and took the time to read it.

"Oh, speak clearly." He Ye couldn't bear others to speak in half.

Wei Lin was disturbed by him, frowned slightly, closed the book, and looked at He Ye with an idiot look, "Didn't you do your homework before you came to train?"

"Yes, I asked about the special forces training courses." He Ye replied confidently.

Wei Lin couldn't understand this kind of rough preparation, so he pointed at him and said, "The instructor's files should also be included in the homework preparation."

He Ye snorted, "Who doesn't have a point of excellence, has the ability to fight with Lao Tzu."

Wei Lin finally couldn't listen anymore, "Do you know who the shooting champion of the global special forces was the year before last?"

"Who?" He Ye asked a question before realizing it, and opened his mouth wide in surprise, "It can't be...he."

And he noticed that Wei Lin was not talking about the whole army or the whole country, but the whole world.I was a little confused for a moment.

Wei Lin nodded, "And he broke the previous record."

This kind of military competition is different from the competition in the sports meeting. In order to protect the identity of the special forces, most of the registration will not use their real names.Even if you win an award, you won't tell the world.But those who are willing to check will still find some information.

Seeing He Ye's stiffness, Wei Lin added, "Last year, he didn't participate. If he participated, it would probably be him."

This year... Zombies broke out this year, nothing compares.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I didn't see that, this little instructor has two skills." He Ye finally admitted that he lost.

Wei Lin sighed, and picked up the book again, "After all, he is the youngest lieutenant colonel of Division K."

He wanted to go back to the bed, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Zou Lang listening to the two talking with a smile on his face, "Oh, Zou Lang, why are you smirking!"

Zou Lang listened to these two people talking just now, and felt a wonderful feeling of flattery when others praised his daughter-in-law for her beauty.At this time, He Ye asked, and said with a smile: "Laughing at yourself for humiliation."

When He Ye heard this, he took off his shirt and said, "Come on, if you are capable, fight with me."

Zou Lang smiled and waved his hands, not as knowledgeable as he was, "If you don't fight, points will be deducted for fighting. I only have two points left. If you fight again, you will pack up and go home."

"Hey, does this instructor have a problem with you? I don't think the deduction of other people's points is so severe." He Ye is also a leader, and he has more than 30 points left.

Wei Lin couldn't listen to this idiot's words anymore, so he put down the book again and said, "It's impossible for the instructor to have any objections to him." After finishing speaking, he sighed, looked at He Ye sympathetically, and added to himself, "You don't even have an instructor's opinion?" If you haven’t checked, it’s definitely impossible to check the students in the same period.”

Zou Lang glanced at Wei Lin, feeling that this "Military Adviser" was unfathomable. He didn't know whether he knew his identity as the second generation of the army, or knew that he knew Mijingtang.

Seeing Wei Lin's words, He Ye hesitated to speak, and leaned over and asked, "What do you mean by that? Well, tell me secretly."

Wei Lin was determined this time, and stopped answering him, turned over and said, "The lights are about to turn off, I'm going to sleep."

After hearing this, Zou Lang looked at the time, but got up secretly and began to put on his shoes.

He Ye asked him, "Oh, the lights are about to turn off, why are you going?"

"Secret! I'll sneak out for a while, and I'll be back later, and I'll let you know when I'm done." Zou Lang answered him.

"You're so brave, aren't you afraid of being caught and deducted points?" He Ye couldn't understand Zou Lang's behavior.

"That depends on my luck." Zou Lang smiled, opened the door of the dormitory and walked out.

He Ye saw that the two of them only left him a chat, so he could only open the quilt and sleep, and he slept so hard that night.