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Chapter 42
Finally, Lin Wang couldn't hold on any longer, the gun began to shake slightly, and the bullet casings fell from the barrel.

Wang Zhishang shouted at the same time, "Good! Very good!"

"Lin Wang, you lasted for 11 minutes and 59 seconds today, almost one minute more than yesterday, and you have broken through your limit again."

Lin Wang heaved a sigh of relief, and replied with a smile, "Thank you for the compliment from the squadron leader, I will continue to work hard!"

The other freshmen applauded and gave Lin Wang a thumbs up in admiration.

"Lin Wang, you belong to this!"

"I persisted for 4 minutes, and felt that my arm was about to fail. How did you persist for nearly 12 minutes?"

"Lin Wang, look at your posture, you're going to take first place in our shooting test."

"..."

Everyone's praise did not make Lin Wang lose his way, but said very modestly, "Where am I now?"

"There are too many talented people, especially in shooting, there are many people who are better than me."

Lin Wang’s words came from the bottom of his heart. In his previous life, he had lived in the army for many years, and he had seen many talented people, and he had also seen many people who trained hard and finally broke records.
I have also seen many people who performed well at the beginning, but then fell out of everyone.

His current arm strength has been trained very well, but this is only compared with freshmen, and compared with excellent special forces, there is still a big gap.

He will continue to work hard and will not be complacent about it.

Wu Xiong looked at everyone surrounding Lin Wangkua, very envious and jealous.

Silently said harsh words in my heart: Lin Wang, you are only good at guns, not good at shooting. When the shooting test is held, you will look good!
Wang Zhishang whistled twice and shouted: "All assemble!"

The freshmen stood in the queue quickly and orderly, and organized the team.

Wang Zhishang said slowly: "Your training results today are not bad, just so-so, which can be seen by others."

"I have good news for you, live ammunition shooting test tomorrow."

"If the test results are too bad, you can decide for yourself."

When the freshmen heard the news, they immediately became excited.

"Great, the gun that has been trained for so long can finally be loaded with live ammunition!"

"My elbows are so worn out on the ground that I can't see it. Fortunately, I have finally practiced it. I can touch real guns and real bullets."

"Mom, finally liberated!"

Wang Dahu shouted happily: "I can be regarded as practicing!"

While he was speaking, he glanced at Lin Wang from the corner of his eye, but Lin Wang didn't have any expression on his face, which made him very puzzled.

"Lin Wang, you can shoot with live ammunition, aren't you happy?"

Lin Wang replied perfunctorily, "Happy."

In fact, there was no disturbance in his heart. Going to live ammunition training was a common occurrence in his previous life. For him, there was really no need to be happy.

Wang Dahu was even more confused now, "We are about to be liberated, why are you unhappy?"

Lin Wang replied with a chuckle: "This is just getting started, not liberation."

"The next gun training is indispensable."

If the shooting is not good, there will be double gun training, and low-cost crawling around the shooting range.

Even the usual rest time will be used for shooting training!
And as someone who has experienced it, Lin Wang also knows that if he does not do well in the first live ammunition shooting tomorrow, the consequences will be very serious!
Wang Dahu only listened to Lin Wang's words in his ears, but didn't listen to his heart. He didn't take it seriously at all.

Grinning silly, he said, "It doesn't matter whether he's getting started or liberated. Now I only know that I will shoot live ammunition tomorrow. I'm very happy."

As the saying goes, the ignorant are the happiest. The freshmen are all so happy now that no one has noticed Wang Zhishang's last words.

And no one thinks about what will happen if the test results are too bad.

In the blink of an eye, a day passed.

All freshmen from nine squadrons in three districts ushered in the first live ammunition shooting.

The shooting range is on the hill behind the school, and there are two shooting ranges in total.

Except for military school students, social personnel are not allowed to enter.

The shooting range is large enough to accommodate more than 2000 people.

Each shooting range has fifteen target positions, that is to say, thirty students can attend at the same time.

Now the freshmen from the three districts have all been brought.

The squadron leader leads the team to the designated location respectively.

The order of playing is: District [-], District [-], District [-], so they are sorted by number.

When the first district is playing, the freshmen of the other two districts are training on the spot.

The freshmen were already very happy when they learned about the live ammunition training yesterday, and they are even more excited now.

Everyone looked east and west, and every word you said to me was looking forward to their own play.

Hearing the gunshots, the freshmen seemed to lose their souls, and couldn't help but look in the direction of the shooting freshman.

The sound of the bullets being fired from the rifle makes people feel excited.

They couldn't wait any longer.

Only Lin Wang was earnestly carrying out gun training, with his horse stance on his horse and his rifle raised, in a shooting position.

Shooting is commonplace for him, and he doesn't want to waste his time while queuing up to play, so he is training seriously.

After Wang Zhishang saw it, he walked towards him suspiciously and asked, "Lin Wang, don't you expect live ammunition to shoot?"

Lin Wang: "Looking forward!"

In fact, he didn't expect it in his heart, and he answered this way just to avoid Wang Zhishang asking further questions.

Wang Zhishang is a veteran, how could he fail to see that Lin Wang was duplicity, and continued to ask: "Lin Wang, I have paid attention to you since the beginning of the new training, and you always have such a flat attitude."

"Is there nothing to interest you?"

Lin Wang replied loudly: "Yes! And a lot!"

"I am very calm now. I just think that no matter whether I expect it or not, the playing time will not change. It is better to use this fragmented time to train."

Hearing this answer, Wang Zhishang laughed out of satisfaction, "Okay! It's very good that you have such an idea!"

"As a soldier, you must have the concentration like you, and you can just bluff if something trivial happens."

After he finished speaking, he blew a whistle.

The freshmen, who were all staring at him in rapt attention, immediately resumed their initial position holding the gun.

Then Wang Zhishang said to everyone in the No. 10 Squadron, "Next we will conduct 15-meter fixed target shooting, with a total of [-] bullets, and then we will conduct [-]-meter pistol shooting."

"Qualified and good, what is the standard, you know in your heart."

"Remember what I said yesterday?"

"If the results of this assessment are poor, you can decide what to do. You know my tricks."

The freshmen didn't whine like they used to, because their minds were still on the shooting range.

An hour later, it was their third district's turn to play, and the freshmen became a little more excited.

Since Lin Wang and the others belonged to the No. [-] Squadron, they were the last ones to enter the field.

(End of this chapter)