Chapter 555: Crop Troop

Su Jinlong's brother-in-law, everyone knows that he is the Great Demon King!

Everyone crowded onto the road and looked forward, "Is it really Battalion Commander Wei?" They thought they would be left alone if they were left here.

The jeep stopped on the side of the road, Wei Zhenhui jumped out of the car quickly, followed by Zhao Long and several platoon leaders.

A group of people looked so cool in the military, and these dozens of recruits were teary-eyed.

"Captain Wei, you are finally here!"

"Brother-in-law, when will we start training? It's not a crop army, so we can't break corn cobs here every day!"

"Commander Wei, we are special forces, are we special forces that specialize in breaking corn cobs?"

Wei Zhenhui's serious face finally loosened a bit. It seemed that his plan was half successful. He turned around and asked Wu Feng, "How much more do they have to finish?"

"At least three more days!"

Wei Zhenhui took a few steps forward and stood in front of the team, "Now I ask you? What kind of soldiers are you?"

"We are special forces!"

"If a group of special soldiers were to compete with you now, do you have the confidence to defeat them?"

"have!"

"What a fart! You haven't even touched a gun. How can you compare it with others? I'll give you 10 days, just 10 days. During these 10 days, you will train me hard and let me see your strength! After 10 days, There will be a special force to compete with you!"

"good!"

This group of recruits has been suffocated for half a month. When they heard that they were asked to train, they were all overjoyed.

"Great, finally I don't have to break corn on the cob anymore!"

"We are about to start training, brothers, we will be special forces soon!"

"Pinch me quickly, happiness comes so suddenly, I can't believe it!"

Seeing how happy they were, Wei Zhenhui cleared his throat again, "However, the work in this cornfield has to be done!"

As soon as they heard this, the gang of boys ran into the field, those who took the sacks took the sacks, and those who pushed the carts were full of enthusiasm and worked quickly.

What was supposed to be three days' work was done in one day!

Several platoon leaders were in charge of this ten-day training, because Zhao Long had other important arrangements.

"Today's training subject is 100-meter rifle shooting! I'll give a demonstration below, everyone watch carefully!" After speaking, a platoon leader fell down and started shooting.

There was a burst of gunfire. To be honest, the sound of rifle shooting was not much different from the sound of firecrackers, but the sound was louder.

"100 rings!"

The recruits were immediately shocked and applauded.

A platoon leader stood up, "You guys start, 10 bullets each." In fact, he practiced all year round, shooting 100 rings is really nothing, Su Mian and Luo Fang are the best, after only a few days of practice, the marksmanship of these two girls crack shot.

He really hoped that a few sharpshooters could grow up under his hands, no matter how male soldiers can't let the female soldiers be inferior!

The recruits held their rifles, screaming with excitement, holding back their energy for the past few days, and now that they finally touched the gun, they all wanted to hold on to the gun and never let go.

Crack, clap, a burst of shooting!

"Su Jinlong 100 rings!"

"Niu Dali 98 rings!"

"Liu Gang 97 rings!"

A platoon leader walked up to Su Jinlong. Su Jinlong smiled and showed his big white teeth in embarrassment. He shot a full circle for the first time. Is it really okay?

Is this a family specialty?

My elder sister is good at shooting, and my younger brother is also good at shooting. The first platoon leader didn't believe in evil, "Have you shot before?"

Su Jinlong shook his head, "Report to the leader of the platoon, the family is poor and has no money to buy an air gun."

"Change him to a moving target, let me see!"

"Moving target?" Su Jinlong had never heard of it before. He just followed the instructions of a row of elders, held his breath, and then concentrated on it. He found that the bull's-eye seemed to be zoomed in, and the more he looked, the clearer it became.