Enlisting for the second time, starting from the strongest

Chapter 83 Let me show you a big baby! (Please subscribe)

"I've seen fleshy soldiers, but I've never seen a soldier as fleshy as you. He has to find something to do every day to be happy."

Wang Chen shook his head at Zhang Dingbang speechlessly.

Accidents happen every now and then. I can't do anything, and I don't have anything left to eat.

Is it okay to throw away the magazine today, the gun tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow?

"Brother Chen, I just passed by the company headquarters. It seems that the company commander asked you to come over."

Zhou Haotian, who had just returned to work, opened the door and shouted to Wang Chen.

"Company commander is looking for me?"

Wang Chen stood up, turned around and left the class, and opened the door of the company headquarters.

Qian Ze sat on the chair in the office and looked at Wang Chen who had just come in, showing a weird smile.

"Why are you calling me? What's the matter?"

Wang Chen asked with some confusion.

He was planning to go back to sleep and have a good rest, but Qian Ze called him over.

"What's wrong? I can't call you when nothing happens?"

Qian Ze joked.

"No, I'll leave if nothing happens."

Wang Chen's face darkened, he turned around and planned to leave.

"Stop, stop, stop, look at what big treasure this is!"

Upon seeing this, Qian Ze quickly stopped Wang Chen who was about to leave.

"Bang~"

It was a sound similar to the collision of heavy objects with an office table.

Wang Chen subconsciously turned around and saw a sniper rifle placed on Qian Ze's table.

"Wow! Type 88 sniper rifle!"

Looking at the sniper rifle that appeared in front of him, Wang Chen looked a little surprised.

Didn’t it mean that the entire new training brigade only had one? Can you still coordinate this for yourself?

Seeing Qian Ze's proud expression, Wang Chen secretly thought in his heart, "You're so arrogant!"

"What are you doing? Can you really give me a whole sniper rifle?"

"But is it true that the new training brigade only has Type 88 sniper rifles?"

"We were in the special operations brigade, and we used Type 26 anyway. Dogs don't even use this thing."

Wang Chen has always been tough-talking.

Even though he hadn't touched a sniper rifle for more than a year, he didn't take his eyes away from the Type 88 sniper rifle after seeing it.

"Huh? I put a lot of effort into getting you a sniper rifle. If you don't thank me, I'll forget it. Why don't you look down on me?"

Qian Ze was suddenly not happy either.

But he saw a hint of surprise in Wang Chen's eyes.

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, he put the Type 88 sniper rifle back under his feet, and said as he put it down:

"Then if you don't like it, forget it, I'll give it back."

"It's just that some people really have no heart. In the end, they don't even want to say thank you for the things I get for them."

Qian Ze also had a frustrated expression on his face. He covered his left chest with his right hand and made a heartbroken expression.

"Okay, okay, I've convinced you."

"Thank you, old money!"

"Stop acting! It's so embarrassing that I'm getting goosebumps."

Wang Chen walked around the desk, took the Type 88 sniper rifle from Qian Ze, and looked at it carefully.

I leaned my right eye on the scope and tried it briefly.

"The maintenance of this Type 88 sniper rifle is pretty good. Tell me, you can fix it for me today. You will trouble me this afternoon, right?"

Wang Chen seemed to have expected it.

"Hey! I can't hide it from you!"

"The camp organizes live-fire shooting for veterans in the afternoon, and all recruits will go to observe it."

"Then please use this sniper rifle for target shooting this afternoon."

Qian Ze chuckled. "I knew it."

"Okay, but if I remember correctly, the bullets of the Type 88 sniper rifle should be the bullets of the Type 95 machine gun, right?"

"Is there one at the shooting camp this afternoon?"

"Don't give me the bullets for the Type 95 rifle. That thing doesn't have enough range."

"Don't worry, we've prepared everything for you!"

Qian Ze patted Wang Chen on the shoulder to reassure him.

"That's it, right? If there's nothing else, I'll leave."

After Wang Chen finished speaking, he put down the Type 88 sniper rifle.

"There's something else to do later!"

Qian Ze called out to Wang Chen.

"The commander of the fifth company is quite dissatisfied with me. That guy looks like a sinister person."

"Old Wang, please give him a good slap on the face for me. It will make me feel good."

"Just this little thing? It's no problem for me."

"You can take this Type 88 sniper rifle back at noon and adjust the parameters."

Qian Ze reached out and handed the sniper rifle on the table to Wang Chen.

Wang Chen took it with one hand, carried it behind his back and left the company headquarters.

When I returned to class, there was no one in the class.

"Huh? What about people?"

Wang Chen couldn't help but be a little confused. Not only were the recruits no longer in the class, but the guns placed in the class had also disappeared.

But he soon understood that the voices of the recruits were coming from the club upstairs.

When Wang Chen went up, he found that the recruits were sitting together, wiping their guns with a series of tools such as gun oil and gun cleaning cloth.

"Brother Wang, what is the company commander looking for you for? Just now the squad leader was looking for you... Damn it! Sniper rifle!"

The recruits in the same class were about to talk to Wang Chen when they suddenly saw the Type 88 sniper rifle Wang Chen was carrying on his back and couldn't help but exclaimed.

This immediately attracted the attention of other recruits around him:

"Gitui! It's really a sniper rifle! Why is this Wang Chen carrying a sniper rifle???"

"What a handsome sniper rifle. I can't even imagine what a cheerful and optimistic little boy I would be if I could shoot a sniper rifle!"

"Why are we using rifles and he is using sniper rifles?"

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Xu Yihao was cleaning his gun when he heard a burst of surprise from the recruits around him. He raised his head and saw Wang Chen sitting next to him, and took some gun cleaning cloths from beside him.

"Squad Leader Wang...are you going to do some sniping this afternoon?"

Xu Yihao asked with some envy.

Even he has never fired a sniper rifle.

At that time, even in his old company, only the ones with the most accurate shots would be sent to sniper training. In the end, under the elimination mechanism, only those who stayed would have the opportunity to get their hands on a sniper rifle.

If you switch to a more conventional unit, don't even think about the chance to touch a sniper rifle.

So when he saw the Type 88 sniper rifle Wang Chen was holding, he was also envious.

"Yeah, it's a pity that the entire new training brigade only has this Type 88 sniper rifle."

"Some of these things have a range of only 600 meters. In other words, they are not considered sniper rifles. They can only be described as high-precision rifles."

Wang Chen explained while quickly dismantling the gun body.

He didn't mean to be in Versailles.

But I really think so.

This gun is nicknamed the Type 88 shotgun.

The reason was that the police used this sniper rifle to kill the gangsters who were taking the hostages.

But due to poor maintenance and a series of environmental factors.

In the end, the hostages were successfully extricated.

The gangsters were so frightened that they immediately gave up resistance and chose to surrender.

But despite this, now, in most military districts, this is still considered a mainstream sniper rifle.

(End of this chapter)