Chapter 5 Where Did the Sniper Come From
The next day, Anyang slept in a daze, suddenly smelled a strong pungent odor, began to cough violently, and the hard training began.
Overcoming obstacles, climbing net walls, crawling over barbed wire, climbing over steel frames and countless other projects, soon sweat soaked through the whole body clothes, which in turn caused a serious overdraft of physical strength.
With his strong physical fitness, many of Anyang's projects are the fastest to complete, but he can't stand it for a long time in the world. No matter how perfect his military literacy is, it's just cheating. He has never done such training, and his body is fundamentally Not used to this kind of force, in this respect, he is far inferior to these real special forces.
When the cableway and the war zone crossed, Anyang's face became a little dignified. This is the so-called Devil's Road. He knew that the bullets and shells in it were real, and it completely simulated the battlefield. In case of bad luck, he was hit. , he just came back.
There are bullet evasion skills in the primary military literacy proficiency, but he always feels that this thing has a greater element of luck.
The artillery roared in it, the soaring fireworks rose along with the dust, and the bullets of the heavy machine guns roared through it. Even if there was no golden horse, the smell of the battlefield was stronger than in ancient times.
When it was the turn of the second group, Anyang rushed to the first one without hesitation, grabbed the zipline and went down the ropeway until he jumped into the turbid river, and then kept moving forward.
While marching, he had to raise his gun and shoot. At this time, the power of intermediate firearms proficiency began to show. At a distance of several tens of meters, he could easily hit the target, which was more than two Chinese special forces with the protagonist halo. tough.
After some training, as expected, the crocodile instructor who was watching with a telescope stopped and said to the recording officer next to him:
"The second group, China's No. 5, No. 6 and No. 7 students, scored first."
The training has not stopped, on the contrary, the real exhaustion is still behind, including dangerous rock climbing training, extremely exhausting sand crawling, and many special forces are exhausted and collapsed.
Anyang secretly rejoiced that he had allocated some physical fitness points to his physique, otherwise there would be no speed and strength, and the physique bonus would not be large, and now it is estimated that he would not be able to stand up.
There were parts of the original plot that could not be changed. Hu Xiaolong was inconvenient to move because his boots were too large. Yang Hui accompanied him and fell behind, and Anyang followed closely beside them.
The three of them all fell into the last five. They didn't have the right to eat, and they had to run 5,000 meters to the beach. On the spot, two special forces withdrew out of dissatisfaction.
Similar to the original plot, Hu Xiaolong explained and tried to defend Anyang and Yang Hui, but was rejected.
The foreign special forces No. 41 went to ring the black bell that symbolizes shame and abandonment, Anyang patted Yang Hui and Hu Xiaolong on the shoulders: "Don't look, let's go, let's see what the sea in South America looks like. "
When they came back, the music sounded, and a national flag was lowered slowly. Only then did the special forces who chose to give up realized the weight of the glory and cried aloud while holding the national flag.
And Yang Hui's protagonist fell ill again, and his heart was greatly touched. He said to Anyang and Hu Xiaolong earnestly: "Anyang, Xiaolong, we must fight for our national flag."
At night, there was a brutal physical challenge. A group of people stood on a wall more than two meters high and rushed from a high-pressure water gun. The special forces had to use their own strength to stand, and they would be injured if they were washed down.
Anyang's strength is greater, standing between Yang Hui and Hu Xiaolong, whenever they are about to fall, he will grab them with his teeth.
At the end of the day, his muscles were sore to the extreme, and his feet were white from blisters. Especially after today's hard training, he didn't even eat a single corn tortilla at night. Now he is hungry, hungry and uncomfortable.
Anyang was looking forward to having an early rest, because he had a lot of high-calorie food in his carry-on space, which was enough to handle all this.
In the evening, he quietly handed a Snickers bar to Hu Xiaolong and Yang Hui, avoiding the fact that Hu Xiaolong in the original plot was framed for accepting Rossini's tortillas, and then took the taxis from Yang Hui and Hu Xiaolong. Put away the wrapping paper of the force frame, and the production date of 2015 on it can't be exposed.
The training at Hunter School is really perverted, not only physically, but also psychologically tortured, such as taking a large piece of raw bison and forcing everyone to eat it.
Anyang is not a special force, and the chance of performing special missions in the future is not high. He has no need to accept such disgusting things, so when the beef reaches his mouth, it is put into his carry-on space.
So, he was the first to finish it.
The crocodile instructor looked at him with more and more satisfaction.
The next day, the fighting training began. It was still a training method that was unscientific but full of practical combat. Everyone was free to find opponents in a mud pit to fight.
Here, Anyang's performance is particularly good, with twice the speed and strength of ordinary people, and the speed and strength are superimposed and increased, coupled with the intermediate fighting proficiency, so that he has no problem fighting these special forces.
"boom."
A punch was thrown, and another special soldier was knocked down. This was the third opponent he was looking for.
Anyang stopped to take a breath and saw that Yang Hui had also defeated his opponent with difficulty. Although his face was covered in mud, he still grinned.
Yang Hui also smiled at him. He also had a good impression of this teammate. Although he didn't communicate with him and Hu Xiaolong often, the three of them were always together when there were difficulties in training, especially the secretly added meal on the first night.
Suddenly, a tall special soldier rushed over and punched Yang Hui before he could react, knocking him to the ground.
Anyang was taken aback. These days, because of his role, Rossini rarely opposes the two Chinese special forces as in the plot, but what he did not expect was that the plot did not change at all because of his arrival.
Rossini took two steps back, his face provocative, and said with a smile: "Chinese can't do it, haha, do you still want to come, I'm the first, haha, what do you think?"
Hu Xiaolong rushed over and helped Yang Hui up.
Rossini raised his hands high, stood in the middle of the crowd, and said wildly: "Who else wants to come, who comes, haha, come!"
Hu Xiaolong and Yang Hui said a few words. Just as he was about to go up and beat Rossini hard, he saw Anyang striding forward, unbuttoning the camouflage uniform as he walked, revealing his strong muscles.
There was a commotion all around, and Rossini turned his head, just in time to see Anyang.
"Anyang, do you want to play with me?"
Anyang raised his head slightly and looked at Rossini. Although he was not short, even a little taller than Yang Hui, he was not as good as foreign special forces.
"No, I just want to beat you hard and let you see if the Chinese can do it!"
Rossini was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Come on then, I'll make you die ugly, haha."
Anyang took a step forward in silence, and the muscles all over his body suddenly burst into a sharp line like cast iron, which attracted the brilliance in the eyes of the heroine Lina.
"It's a small one again, here comes a big one..."
Rossini was talking frantically, Anyang's kick had already hit him in the abdomen, he didn't even see it clearly, and before he could react, the huge force kicked him to the ground.
"boom."
There were bursts of roars all around, and the crocodile instructor raised his binoculars and stared at it with piercing eyes.
"Hit, okay, hit, hit hard..."
Anyang didn't give up, he paced in a different direction, and when Rossini was about to get up, he raised it with a lightning-fast kick, kicking him to the ground.
"Don't you dare to say that the Chinese can't do it!"
Rossini tried violently to drag him down, but he couldn't touch his body at all, so his strength had no effect at all, and he could only be beaten passively.
After a few moments, he couldn't stand up.
Anyang then picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on without saying a word.
Yang Hui and Hu Xiaolong immediately came over, raised their palms to him, and said, "Anyang, you're doing well."
Lina next to her was also shouting.
...
About two months later, the special forces of the hunter school began their first actual combat against drug cartels in the Amazon.
Anyang only participated in the initial charge and barely killed a drug trafficker. Then, he found a remote place, took out the M200 sniper rifle, and began to remotely kill the terrorists of the drug trafficking group.
With the previous killing experience and the military literacy brought by his skills, he has developed a great resistance to killing, at least he will not vomit anymore.
Now his marksmanship has been excellent, especially with the M200 sniper rifle, which is almost lethal.
The members of the drug trafficking organization in front fell one by one, but they were surrounded by special forces from various countries in the hunter school. They quickly got into the car and prepared to leave with drugs.
Yang Hui played the protagonist's halo to the fullest. He jumped down from the second floor and jumped onto a drug truck. Before he could react, the drug dealer on the roof instantly hid the gun.
According to the original plot, this should be a good time for him to fight the drug dealers in close quarters. He also made such preparations, but only heard a bang, and the enemy in front of him had fallen.
"We don't have snipers, is it the enemy's, wrong?"
Yang Hui thought so, and immediately jumped out of the truck and found a bunker to hide.
Anyang's heartbeat accelerated slightly, but instead of nervousness, excitement flowed in his blood vessels. His eyes narrowed slightly, he continued to move the crosshair, aimed at the driver of the truck, and suddenly pressed the trigger.
"Chirp."
"boom."
The front windshield of the truck shattered in an instant, and a huge flower of blood exploded on the driver's chest. A special force had just raised his gun, but the co-pilot's head exploded, and the vehicle suddenly stopped because it hit a tree.
The rest of the special forces stood at a loss, until the companion next to him pulled him, and he didn't react.
"Hey man, your marksmanship is good enough."
"No, I didn't do it, it's a sniper, there are snipers!"
As a result, the special forces have discovered that there are always enemies beside them who are silently pierced through the chest, and the bullets are so powerful that they can often smash the entire chest with one shot, which is definitely not what the small-caliber M16 can do.
"Where did the sniper come from!"