Special Forces: Signing into the Marvel System at the Beginning

The target reporter began to report the target number.

Not surprisingly, most of the people got one or two shots.

But at the back, the paratroopers actually fired seven shots. Even Zhuang Yan, Lao Pao, and Geng Jihui only shot three or four.

Although it's not great, it's still much better than the previous two groups.

Deng Zhenhua said happily: "Hey, even though I failed in the seventh round, at least I am at the top of our team. Old Tang, I finally beat you..."

But before he could finish saying the word 'result', Tang Ming's results on the target rang out from the intercom.

"Target No. 10...all hit the target."

After saying that, even the target reporter paused, with shock in his tone.

Obviously, even the target shooter was shocked by Tang Ming's results.

They are professional target reporters. During most of the training, they stay in the target trench. In addition to the high school team's all-target results just now, only Tang Ming has been able to achieve such results for many years!

Moreover, this one is still a rookie!

As soon as the target announcer said these words, not only all the instructors were severely shocked, but the rookies who participated in the training also turned their heads to look at Tang Ming in astonishment.

What the hell...all of them hit the target?

Just kidding!

Even if you assemble the gun quickly, you can shoot it faster than a dog-headed Lao Gao, and you can actually hit the target!

So, your shooting ability is better than that old guy?

"This kid..."

When the high school team heard Tang Ming's results, they also had smiles in their eyes.

After waiting for so many years, he finally got such an outstanding seedling!

At a distance of two hundred meters, there was no sight. Quickly assemble and shoot. It took more than ten seconds to complete, and everything was on target.

In the entire Wolf Fang, no one else can do it except myself!

Tang Ming turned his head slightly and looked at Deng Zhenhua, "I'm sorry, paratrooper, I made your happiness in vain."

Deng Zhenhua: "..."

Why am I just happy for nothing? My whole body has been hit by you countless times, right?

Are your achievements something that humans can achieve?

He can shoot faster than a dog-headed old man, and he can still hit the target with all his bullets. Is this wrong?

I admit that you have a great physique, and I also admit that you are great at fighting, but why are you so good at shooting that relies on talent?

Everyone is a rookie, why are you so good?

Are you going to let us rookies live?

Do you know that if you are so awesome, you will look like our teammates are useless?

Zhuang Yan, the old Paoist, was in the same unit as Tang Ming, although they knew that Tang Ming was very good at shooting.

But I didn’t expect it to be so awesome.

Suddenly, they felt some sympathy for the No. 22 rookie who waived.

If the high school team can hit all the bullets on the target, it is because he is the king of soldiers and has the strength to train in the special forces for a long time.

What about Tang Ming?

Like everyone else, he is a student, and others can do this.

This proves that it is not impossible to achieve this result, but that they have not yet reached this level of strength.

This is why they can't become a special forces soldier yet!

You must undergo strict training from the special forces to have a chance!

After figuring this out, the morale of all the rookies was ignited again, and everyone was eager to become stronger under the training of the special forces.

After the target reporter paused, he reported the number of hits for the remaining people.

After finishing, the high school team turned to all the rookies and said coldly: "Do you know what kind of results you can achieve?"

"Think about it, how you were treated by my soldiers during the selection stage, and what are your results like after training all the way?"

"You will become a ghost among ghosts if you endure hardships. What qualifications do you have to scream in front of me?"

The high school team member said, pointed at Tang Ming, and said to the crowd: "For comparison, why is No. 08 so better than you both physically and in shooting? Is it just talent?"

"Why don't you look at the same time, place, and training subjects? How much others have paid, and how much have you paid?"

When everyone heard this, they all lowered their heads slightly in shame.

These words of the high school team really touched on their pain points.

Naturally, they all saw how Tang Ming trained, and his desperate look was far beyond their reach.

Although there are certain reasons for his talent, at least his mentality is much better than them.

Without the determination and courage to risk one's life and survive, how can one have the strength to terrify the enemy?

The voice of the high school team suddenly became louder, "From now on, I will train this subject all the time every morning! If the bullet barrel is enough, if the gun is broken, just replace it. Within half a month, if the results are not up to the standard If you pass the standard, you will be eliminated directly!”

"Bring me all the bullets! Let them practice without stopping for a second!"

"yes!"

After the high school team finished speaking, those wolf-toothed veterans came up carrying more than a dozen boxes filled with bullets.

Looking at the densely packed bullets, all the rookies took a breath and felt chills on their backs.

After all, after shooting these bullets, thick calluses have accumulated on my hands and shoulders!

This is to train them to death!

"No. 08!"

The high school team shouted to Tang Ming.

"arrive!"

Tang Ming responded.

"In the mornings of the next half month, you will join the instructor team and teach them shooting skills together with the instructors!"

The high school team ordered.

"Huh? Want me to be an instructor?"

Tang Ming was confused all of a sudden.

Why am I not a rookie in training?

Why did you become an instructor?

Don't you want to train me?

Damn it!

But I want to train!