The strongest soldier

"Yes." Luo Zheng came to his senses, agreed, and followed the female officer outside. The familiar steps and back made Luo Zheng more confident in his judgment. The scene of chasing the enemy together in the jungle could not help but appear in his mind. However, Luo Zheng Zheng can't understand why the two look so different?

Unknowingly, he arrived at the infirmary. The military doctor briefly treated the wound and bandaged it. After giving a few instructions, Luo Zheng came out with a thank you. Seeing the female officer still waiting at the door, he walked up. The female officer gave her a look, Luo Zheng. Zheng was surprised and followed the female officer to a deserted place. After making sure there was no one around, Luo Zheng whispered in surprise: "Do we know each other?"

"What do you think?" the female officer asked. Although her tone was still cold, her voice was completely different.

Hearing the familiar voice, Luo Zheng became more convinced of his judgment. He looked at the female officer's face in surprise and said, "Who are you?" As he said that, he couldn't help but reach out to touch the other person's face.

The female officer took a step back, cleverly avoided Luo Zheng's hand, and said coldly: "You haven't recognized it yet? You have disappointed me so much."

"No, what about your face?" Luo Zheng explained in surprise.

"Silicon dough, a few hundred yuan a piece." The female officer suddenly smiled, and the cold air disappeared from her face.

"Lan Xue? Is it really you?" Luo Zheng was overjoyed and said quickly: "I thought I wouldn't see you again in two years. What is silicone skin? Why do you have to hide yourself like this? Is there something here that you are afraid of? Something? Tell me and see if I can help you."

"Just do your own thing and don't worry about the rest. Don't let me down." The female officer Lan Xue immediately responded with a cold expression and turned to leave.

"I won't let you down, I definitely won't." Luo Zheng whispered, his tone extremely firm.

Lan Xue hesitated, but continued to walk forward. A gentle smile flashed across his cold face. Luo Zheng could not see it. After learning that the female officer was Lan Xue, Luo Zheng was in a good mood and joined the training. The gun and what happened just now gave me a clear understanding of Lan Xue's intention, and she became more determined.

Returning to the cafeteria, Luo Zheng simply put away the tableware and cleaned up, then returned to the bedroom to assemble the sniper rifle, left through the window with the bullets, and went straight to the back mountain without noticing the dark corner not far away. Lan Xue smiled knowingly, like a lily blooming quietly under the moonlight in the dark night, pure and elegant.

Luo Zheng didn't know about Lan Xue's attention. He came to the back mountain, lurked himself, and held the sniper rifle motionless to practice sniping and lurking. This kind of training most tests a person's patience and willpower. Insects and ants crawl over. He couldn't move when he was dead, he couldn't move when his body was stiff, he couldn't move even if a fierce beast passed by, he couldn't move anywhere on his body except his eyes, there was no one to supervise him, but Luo Zheng was so strict with himself.

Half an hour later, Luo Zheng felt that his whole body stiffened and was covered in sweat. The hand holding the gun was also covered in sweat. The big beads of sweat on his eyebrows fell down. His vision was blurred and he felt extremely uncomfortable. The corners of Luo Zheng's mouth curled up slightly and he Beads of sweat fell from his eyebrows, while he gritted his teeth and held on.

After another half an hour, Luo Zheng felt ants crawling on his body. It was unbearably itchy, but he remained motionless. He gritted his teeth and persisted, imagining himself as a stone that blended in with the surroundings. In the past two weeks, Luo Zheng had done this every time. The sniper stealth training lasted no more than an hour and a half. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but his body couldn't bear it. Today, Luo Zheng decided to break through.

Gradually, Luo Zheng felt that his vision was a little blurry. He quickly took a deep breath and used the breathing method to adjust his state. He felt that the target in front of him began to become illusory. Luo Zheng knew that the limit was coming soon, so he simply closed his eyes and searched hard for what he had been seeing in front of him. The leaves that he regarded as targets came to him. The breeze blew and the leaves fluttered. This kind of moving target was the most difficult to aim at. Normally, practice gun training with fixed targets first, but in order to improve himself as soon as possible, Luo Zheng followed the method taught by Lan Xue and directly targeted the target. The leaves were used as training targets.

After a while, Luo Zheng felt that the invisible force that imprisoned him suddenly disappeared. His body was no longer stiff, and his blood suddenly became smoother. The moving target position in his heart became clearer. The distance, wind speed and other parameters were in Luo Zheng's mind came to mind. After waiting for a while, Luo Zheng felt that the leaves seemed to have fallen. He couldn't help being startled. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw that the leaves were indeed blown down by the wind and fell lightly.

Seeing this scene, Luo Zheng couldn't help but be overjoyed. He suddenly found that his perception had been greatly improved. The chirping of insects and birds around him became clearer. His stiff body was full of strength. Even his heartbeat became stronger. His pulse was soothing, and all the cells in his body seemed to be filled with joy. This mysterious feeling made Luo Zheng almost cry out.

Strike while the iron is hot, Luo Zheng continued to train latently, and time slipped away unknowingly. Three hours later, Luo Zheng felt that his body became stiff again, as if it was not his own. Knowing that he had reached a new limit, he quickly started moving. , restore blood circulation.

Luo Zheng clearly remembered Lan Xue's advice. Training in this extremely quiet state would only make his body worse. He would only make his body worse, leaving internal injuries at the least, and even becoming disabled at the worst. Luo Zheng stood up slowly. , looking at the time, it was already past twelve o'clock in the evening. After a little exercise, Luo Zheng continued to train the third set of military boxing, knowing that he would squeeze out the last bit of energy in his body. His whole body was wet with sweat. Then he went down the mountain and walked towards the cafeteria.

Not long after Luo Zheng came down the mountain, a figure jumped out of a big tree not far away. He stood quietly under the moonlight, with his hands behind his back. A happy smile appeared on his cold face, making him look graceful and graceful under the moonlight. Fairy, but soon her face turned cold, and a few rabbits disappeared into the deep forest.

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At the training base of the intensive training team, the instructor sat in the office with a livid face. He looked at Song Yang, who was casually leaning on the sofa in front of him. He was in a bad mood. The behavior of the female officer Lan Xue in the dining hall made the instructor feel something was wrong and he felt uncertain. He quietly called Song Ye and prepared to do a thorough calculation. Unexpectedly, Song Yang looked indifferent and couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Young Master Song, it's just you and me here. Who is that sniper coach? Why do I feel something is wrong?"

"Needless to say, something must be wrong. I have contacted my family and there will be news soon. She is not important. What is important is that the bastard must be kicked out of the training team." Song Yang sat upright and said in a bad tone.

Seeing Song Yang's unkind expression, the instructor suddenly thought of a question. A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "I don't see him usually. Where did he go? Find someone to find out."

"You mean he's not in the training camp?" Song Yang looked at the instructor in surprise and asked, "You mean he's doing it when no one is around?" He made a gesture of wiping his neck.