The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Chapter 2962 Low-key excellence

"General, you need to be silent, you can't talk to Amitabha again. His behavior... is really disgusting, and I really don't like his high profile."

Accompanied by General Haiwell’s general, he said that he occasionally glanced at the center of the vortex center of Amitabha, and he had a deep disapproval. “He is very arrogant and arrogant to their country, they The soldiers are the best, even our country, our soldiers are not in the eye."

General Haywell can naturally listen to his own words.

Apathy: "They have always been as confident as they are today, from the media to their country, full of very strong self-confidence. And this confidence is based on self-righteous confidence."

"Let them continue to keep doing this. It is not bad to continue to maintain the current relationship with China. It will not affect us."

The success of the University of Amitabha has caused dissatisfaction among the generals of various countries. It is not the time for him to stand up and speak for him now.

General Haiwell, who pretended not to pay attention again, and the accompanying university analyzed what would happen to the American team members.

At 7 o'clock in the local time, the temperature in the forest is getting lower and lower. The gunshots in the first division seem to have not sounded for a long time. It is calm until the cold air is solidified, full of suppressed suffocation.

Shahruq’s line of sight is aimed at the metal ring target that trembles with the wind and rain. His eyes are faint and painful. It should be that the rain has been soaking for too long and it is very likely to be inflamed.

The discomfort of the eyes may cause Shahruk to pick up the finger on the sniper's trigger several times and then gently remove it. Then he lifted his wet hand and rubbed his eyes, and slammed his eyes and felt his eyes. After a lot of comfort, I continued to lean over, aiming at the sight with one eye, adjusting again, and preparing for a sniper again.

In the Chinese side, Li Lannian began shooting at the shell target, 80 meters away, hitting the ring position above the large-diameter shell.

"The gun is stable, and the shell is put down." G3 squatted beside Li's sniper rifle, and put the last shell gently over the muzzle of the sniper.

There are already two empty shells on the muzzle, and one is three shells.

He really didn't think that there was such a small slap in the face of the demon sniper. When fixing the sniper, he liked to stack the shell on the muzzle.

This is not a problem. It is a way to practice sitting posture and stabilize the gun. The three shells are superimposed on the muzzle. Within one hour, one shell cannot be dropped.

Li Lannian is also training like this.

The last shell was put on, G3 hit an "OK" gesture, and then slowly retreated to the back, quietly waiting for his teammates to complete the attack.

The sniper rifle reached the hands of Li Yinian, like a root, the wind and rain did not move, the shell on the top did not move.

He began the final adjustment and proofreading, single-handedly holding the gun, one-handed adjustment, and the shell on the barrel did not move, but also became rooted in the sniper rifle.

In the night vision sight, the large-caliber shell is 80 meters away, and the eyebrows of Li Yan’s eyes are quite calm. There is no tension in him, just like an ordinary sniper training, without psychological pressure.

The "Ten" line has been aligned with the shell's hit position. According to the wind speed and temperature, it is properly adjusted and deviated. Then, the slender finger does not hesitate to pull the trigger... to complete the sniper.

Good night

(End of this chapter)