Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 796 Zhang Jian's Gate of Fate

In the first three days of entering the selection team, this intensity of training has continued.

On the third day, there were only 40 people left in the entire training team.

On the morning of the fourth day, after the assembly, the team members found that the beach was empty. The scene of more than 200 people gathering together on the first day was as unreal as a dream, which made people have to doubt 3 Had more than 200 people come to the training team a few days ago?

This elimination rate is extremely astonishing. Even Li Zheng and Hou Jun, who have seen the world, have to admit that the veteran dragon players like Xiao Jun are really ruthless, not losing to the top commandos of the Tiger Brigade for training.

Even, because the training time is shorter, it is even more cruel.

Xiao Jun's mission seems to be to drive people away, and he does everything possible.

The team members who came here are actually very good, and all of them are tops, but here, the tops are worthless, and there are tops everywhere, just grab a number and you will be a top.

He may be the vanguard in the company, but he may be worthless here, and even the captain Xiao Jun's eyes can't get in.

"First of all, congratulations on surviving the first three days of devil training. Starting today, the 40 of you can enter the second stage. The second stage is also very simple..."

Having said that, Xiao Jun stopped talking.

The team members below have already started to mutter in their hearts.

But if Xiao Jun said "it's very simple", you're right when you hear it the other way around.

Sure enough, in fact, if you listen to Captain Xiao Jun's words in reverse, you will not be wrong.

From the fourth day to the No. 14 day of selection training, that is, within ten days, the remaining 40 people will participate in the training and assessment of 10 subjects.

In addition, 2 people must be eliminated every day. This is a hard target. If you catch the last two, once you enter the bottom one or two, you will definitely be eliminated.

In other words, on the 14th day, there will only be 20 people left in the entire training team. These 20 people are almost the best of the 200 people who just arrived, but they are also not the last number who can join the Jiaolong commando team.

In the end, only 10 people were able to join.

In other words, 10 people will be eliminated directly on the last day.

With such a high elimination rate, every team member is under tremendous psychological pressure every day. After all, this is not a company, and what they have to face is the elite of the elite. If they are not careful, they will lose and enter the eliminated list.

In fact, from the very beginning, Li Zheng was still a little worried about whether Fatty Wei could stay until the end. After all, Fatty Wei's military performance was not balanced when he was in the Tiger Brigade. The best is in the direction of physical fitness, but in some tactical subjects In terms of performance, his performance is at the mid-range level of the company.

But it never occurred to him that Fatty Wei stumbled all the way, but turned danger into good luck, and became stronger when he encountered strength. Every time his grades were in the middle, the same as when he was in the Tiger Brigade, but he just wasn't at the bottom.

Any subject is the same, whenever Li Zheng thinks that Fatty Wei is going to be bad, he staggers and stumbles like a lieutenant general. None of him.

There was nothing wrong with Fatty Wei, but Zhang Jian seemed to have encountered a problem.

This was something Li Zheng never expected.

Although Zhang Jian was not as good as Li Zheng in many subjects, his grades in military subjects had always been among the best.

But when the exercises were over on the sixth night, Zhang Jian suddenly ran to Li Zheng. Seeing the former's awkwardness, the latter realized that the general had encountered a problem that he couldn't solve.

The daily rest time is extremely limited, and almost every day I practice until eleven or twelve o'clock at night before finishing the day's training.

Back in the tent, they were so tired that they didn't even bother to take a shower, and the members of the training team fell asleep.

On the second day, I was often awakened by the shock bombs thrown into the tent, and ran to the beach with my equipment to start a day of training amidst the buzzing sound of my mind.

Therefore, when Zhang Jian actually came to him after the exercises, Li Zheng felt that things were not simple.

Moreover, Zhang Jian never took the initiative to find himself.

"Li... Instructor Li..."

Perhaps Zhang Jian wanted to call out Li Zheng's name, but in the end he didn't call out, and called out "Instructor Li".

Li Zheng felt that something was wrong.

This guy used to call himself by his first name, so he wouldn't call himself "instructor" so politely.

Because in Zhang Jian's view, they were all soldiers of the same age and platoon leaders, and they were dissatisfied with each other, so they would never call for such a position.

Shouting, it is equivalent to lowering himself to a higher level, Zhang Jian finds it hard to accept it in his heart.

Li Zheng said: "It's an old comrade-in-arms, just call me by my name, and I'm used to it."

He subconsciously glanced at the watch on his wrist.

It was a quarter past twelve.

Then he asked, "Why don't you rest?"

Zhang Jian said: "I'm different from them. They can fall asleep without taking a bath. I have to take a bath. When I passed by you, I suddenly remembered something..."

There is a well about 200 meters away from the beach. It was dug by nearby villagers. Unfortunately, the well is too close to the sea, and the water is a bit salty. Moreover, the land on the island is mostly sandy, and the water brought up is very muddy. If there is little fine sand, it is not edible, and it can burn the crops if used to water the crops, so it has long been discarded.

Now this well is the only place where the selected players can take a shower.

"What's the matter, tell me quickly, and go back to sleep early after you finish talking." Li Zheng didn't want Zhang Jian to delay here for too long, so he persuaded: "Tomorrow's subject is sniping, and you must be mentally alert, otherwise you won't be able to shoot."

Since the beginning of the selection training, Li Zheng has always felt that he seems to be doing nothing.

It is said to be a sniper instructor instructor, but in fact there are not many things he can do.

But yesterday, Xiao Jun finally arranged a task for himself.

That is to lead the training tomorrow morning.

This team training is very particular.

There is one subject assessment every day, but the morning is the technical training stage. For example, tomorrow's subject is called limited sniping. It is for everyone to train in the morning. At noon, physical training begins after lunch. The assessment is at [-] o'clock in the afternoon. The last two are eliminated, and the rest stay. Carry out physical training in the next day and rest at night, and continue the same process tomorrow morning.

That is to say, there is half a day for the team members to conduct adaptive training for one subject every day.

Zhang Jian hesitated for a long time before saying: "It's like this... I want a ballistic table..."

"Ballistic table?" Li Zheng was very strange: "Have you never memorized a ballistic table?"

Zhang Jian said: "I have memorized it before, but the ballistic table that restricts sniping is different. I have never touched it before..."

"what……"

Li Zheng understood this time.

Why did Zhang Jian have to work hard to find himself so late and so tired?

It turned out to be for this matter.

He did not expect that Zhang Jian had never been exposed to this subject.

"You don't practice this subject?"

Li Zheng asked.

Zhang Jian said: "This subject only started in the past two years. I didn't set it when I entered the school. It was only after I graduated, so I didn't practice it very often. In this regard..."

He gritted his teeth: "It's my shortcoming. I'm worried that I won't be able to pass the test tomorrow. You are a master sniper. I want to know the ballistic table that is limited to design tomorrow. You must have it. I can make corrections based on your ballistic table..."

Li Zheng couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.

In fact, the setting of this subject is related to yourself.

It's a long story.

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