Special Forces: Class Reunion, I Parachute In A Tank

Hearing Long Zhenguo's words, Yang Yang instantly felt relieved, his face changed as quickly as turning the pages of a book, and he even offered to give Ling Feng a car.

You must know that the higher-ups haven't issued them new tanks for several years, so they got 20 or 30 new tanks at once.

Now he regrets letting Ling Feng take it easy during training. If he had known that he would give new ones, he should have asked Ling Feng to scrap a few more.

Long Zhenguo rolled his eyes fiercely in his heart, he really is a mother if he has milk.

"Haha, thank you, Commander Yang, but I won't be able to use the tank for the time being."

Ling Feng smiled and rejected Yang Yang's kindness.

"Huh? Then what are you going to do next? I'll let other regiments cooperate with you."

Long Zhenguo looked at Ling Feng suspiciously.

"The next training will be relatively simple. Captain, you can just get me a batch of sniper rifles. I want to train everyone in our company to be sharpshooters."

"A batch of sniper rifles?!"

"Yes, it's better to have one, and the more ammunition the better.

Looking at Long Zhenguo's surprised gaze, Ling Feng nodded and said.

Long Zhenguo instantly felt a headache.

They are a tank brigade. Although they usually practice shooting, there are really not many snipers.

There are probably only a few snipers in a regiment, and they haven't considered making their soldiers and marksmanship more powerful.

Where did he get so many sniper rifles for him this time?

"I'll go and find a way for you with this gun."

"Thank you, captain! Three days later, my soldiers and I will come to you to get a gun."

Ling Feng didn't care so much, anyway, three days later, he went to Long Zhenguo to get the gun, and took the people away after speaking.

"Hey! I can't guarantee that I can get so many, I will try my best!"

Seeing him turn his head and leave, because Zhenguo shouted anxiously.

But Ling Feng not only didn't answer, but also walked faster and faster, making Long Zhenguo hop his feet in anger.

"This bandit, if he hadn't made so many achievements, I must train him hard!"

"You are reluctant." Yang Yang curled his lips and muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?"

"It's okay, Captain, I'm going to train, don't forget to reimburse me!"

Seeing that Long Zhenguo was going to use him to get rid of him, Yang Yang hurriedly rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and slipped away.

Although Long Zhenguo said he would try his best, in order to get 80 sniper rifles for Ling Feng, he made dozens of phone calls to the higher-ups in three days.

The leaders above were so annoyed by him that they finally agreed to allocate 80 sniper rifles to him.

three days later.

After getting the gun, Ling Feng immediately led the third company to start sniper training, and directly left Long Zhenguo, who had sent the gun, in the company's camp.

Long Zhenguo stood alone in the wind and messed up, why did he feel that he was just a tool man?

Because they are all tank soldiers, they all use rifles for shooting training, and few in the whole platoon have touched sniper rifles.

Everyone was excited when they saw the sniper rifle.

"Platoon leader, is this a real sniper rifle? It's the first time I've touched it. It just feels different from a rifle."

A little soldier looked at Ling Feng excitedly and said.

Ling Feng looked at their excited faces and smiled without saying a word.

Now one by one is so rare, after training them for ten days and a half months, I would probably feel like vomiting when I saw a sniper rifle.

"Okay, be quiet, now I will explain the performance and principle of the sniper rifle to you.

If you want to become a sharpshooter, you must have a thorough understanding of the performance, structure and principle of the gun.

Only when you are very familiar with a gun can you exert its greatest power.

Hearing Ling Feng's words, the noisy crowd instantly fell silent.

Ling Feng picked up a sniper rifle and disassembled it in two to three seconds.

The speed is so fast that everyone can hardly see how he operates.

"We now have two types of sniper rifles, one is a semi-automatic sniper rifle and the other is a bolt-action sniper rifle.

While talking, Ling Feng picked up a sniper rifle and dismantled it.

"Semi-automatic sniper rifles often adopt the automatic principle of air-blown or short-stroke piston type. The rifles using the principle of air-blown have no piston rod, and the gunpowder gas directly pushes the bolt back through the air duct."

"Although the short-stroke piston structure is provided with a piston rod, it is not rigidly connected with the bolt."

The bolt-action sniper rifle is more accurate, and has fewer parts and simple structure. It is easy to control the manufacturing deviation of the gun body parts and improve the operation accuracy.

"There are more bolt-action sniper rifles in use now, but to be a sharpshooter, you have to adapt to the weapon, not the weapon to adapt to you."

Ling Feng spent about half an hour explaining guns and bullets to them.

Of course, the Resonance Realm skill was used throughout the process.

Because if they don't use skills to help them understand, they can't understand it just by listening to Ling Feng.

After the soldiers mastered these basic theoretical knowledge, the first task Ling Feng gave them was to disassemble and assemble the gun within one minute.

Although this is a very difficult thing for tank soldiers who are new to sniper rifles, none of the eighty fighters complained.

Because they saw with their own eyes that the gun was disassembled when Ling Feng only used Zhidou for a few seconds.

They knew Ling Feng's strength well, so they never doubted his orders.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of dismantling guns came from the training ground.

It took them a week to train for this task, and finally all 80 people reached Ling Feng's standard.

"Company commander, we have reached your standard, can we let us practice guns now?"

Everyone couldn't wait to try the power of the sniper rifle in their hands.

Men, there is always an inexplicable emotion for this kind of thing.

"Go, go to the shooting range."

With a big wave of his hand, Ling Feng led everyone to the shooting range.

As soon as they arrived at the shooting range, the sniper rifles in their hands attracted the envious eyes of others.

Everyone was holding a sniper rifle, and they were all gearing up, waiting for a while to show off on the shooting range.

"Go and move one hundred and sixty red bricks here." Ling Feng ordered.

"ah?"

Everyone looked at Ling Feng in puzzlement, wondering why he needed so many red bricks.

But in the end they obeyed the order obediently, and went to move more than a hundred bricks to the training ground.

"Now everyone attaches two bricks to the gun and holds the gun for two hours."

As soon as Ling Feng's words came out, everyone was dumbfounded.

Didn't they come to the shooting range to shoot targets?

Didn't they pass the project of shooting stability with bricks when they practiced rifles?

Why do you still have to practice when you come to the sniper rifle?

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and practice!"

How could Ling Feng not know what these little bastards were thinking, but if he wanted to become a sniper with every shot, training stability was an essential level.

"Company commander, we have already practiced when we practiced rifles before, I think..."

"What? Now that you feel like you've become a cow, you don't need to listen to me, do you?"

As soon as a soldier opened his mouth, Ling Feng interrupted him with a cold face.

"I've noticed that you've been a little drifting lately. With your strength, you're nothing but farts in my eyes!"

"Let you practice guns, one or two are not happy, they have not learned how to walk, and they want to run?"

"Let me tell you, there are many people who are better than you in this world, if you don't want to practice, get out!"

"I don't need soldiers who disobey orders! From now on, if I hear anyone say a word, I will practice for half an hour!"

Ling Feng's words were very sharp and ugly, and at the same time his expression was very serious.

The soldiers were bluffed in an instant.

The feeling of floating in my heart disappeared in an instant, and I no longer dared to be complacent.

The scorching sun was blazing overhead. At first, the weight of the two bricks was nothing to everyone, but as time went by.

They feel that the guns in their hands are getting heavier and heavier, and the height they are holding is getting lower and lower.

""||Everyone, raise the gun to shoulder level! If anyone puts the gun down, it will add ten minutes!"

Ling Feng paced back and forth in front of the crowd with his hands behind his back, demanding very strictly.

Seeing that they were actually training the most basic stability, the other fighters talked behind their backs.

"You are very free, right? Then do something for me."

Ling Feng glanced sharply at those watching the show, and said.

"Uh... Third company commander, what do you think we can do.

A fourth-term veteran scratched his head and came forward to ask.

Ling Feng waved at him, motioning for him to put his ears closer.

Then whispered a few words in his ear.

"Third Company Commander, are you sure you want to do this? Doesn't this seem very good?"

Hearing Ling Feng's words, the veteran showed an incomparably complicated expression.

"If you are told to go, then go, what nonsense!"

"Yes! Guaranteed to complete the task!"

Seeing that Ling Feng was serious, the veteran had no choice but to agree.

Then he took a sympathetic look at the soldiers of the third company who were training, and greeted a dozen soldiers to go to the back mountain.

"What do you think the company commander asked them to do? I see why the veteran's eyes are so strange?"

A soldier whispered.

"No (Qian Zhaozhao) knows, don't guess what our company commander is thinking, you can't even guess."

A warrior beside him answered in a low voice.

"Still have the strength to speak? It seems that you are not tired enough.

Ling Feng glanced at the two men, then took out a bunch of bullet casings and walked in front of them.

"Hold it steady, if this bullet casing falls off, the two of you will give me a plank for half an hour."

As he spoke, Ling Feng picked up a bullet casing and put it on their gun.

When the others saw this, they all cast sympathetic glances at them.

"What are you looking at? You want it too, don't you? Don't worry, I treat everyone equally."

Ling Feng threw the bullet casing in his hand, and put it on other people's guns.

Others are called regrets!

What are you looking at?

Another ten minutes passed like this, and everyone's arms began to feel sore and numb.

The gun in his hand also began to tremble uncontrollably.

jingle --

With a crisp sound, a bullet casing fell to the ground.

"Plank for half an hour."

Ling Feng said without raising his head.

After hearing this, the soldier prepared to put down his gun and do plank.

"Hey, I didn't say to do it now, and do it after the training is over."

The soldier, who thought he could finally take a rest, instantly collapsed, and raised his gun again wanting to cry without tears.

"You just put the gun down, and everyone practiced for ten minutes.".