Became a god of war since I was a special forces soldier

Chapter 6 Shock
According to the assessment process, after the Type 95 automatic rifle is disassembled, the disassembled parts should be immediately poured into the parts box and then messed up.

After Zhang Yang poured the parts into the parts box, a soldier ran over and messed up the nearly 95 parts in the parts box, and the parts of the Type [-] automatic rifle were immediately submerged among the many parts.

There are a total of about 95 parts for the Type 70 automatic rifle, and there are more than 100 parts in the parts box, including parts for the Type 87 automatic rifle.

The 87-type 5.8mm automatic rifle is the first generation of small-caliber automatic rifle developed by the military. Many parts are very similar to those of the 95-type automatic rifle in terms of appearance, with only some small differences.
More than 200 parts are mixed together, and there are many parts that are very similar in appearance. It takes a long time to find the parts even if you open your eyes, let alone close your eyes.

Just when Fan Tianlei, Gong Jian and the surrounding soldiers were thinking about how Zhang Yang was going to find the parts scattered in the box.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang didn't put his hands in the box to fumble for the parts, but lifted the parts box with both hands.

"What is he doing?" Everyone was at a loss.

Immediately Zhang Yang began to shake the parts box in his hands, constantly turning over the parts in the box like a chef cooking.

"What is he doing?" Fan Tianlei was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, and turned his head to ask Gong Jian.

Gong Jian shook his head, because he was also confused!

The soldiers were even more puzzled. Some of them thought that Zhang Yang was playing tricks, like stir-frying vegetables, and couldn't help laughing.

After tumbling the parts in the parts box for about 15 seconds, Zhang Yang stopped and moved the parts box to the table.

Fan Tianlei and Gong Jian leaned forward to take a look, and they were shocked by the sight in front of them.

I saw that the parts in the box were separated into two piles of parts as if they were "parting ways". The distance between the two piles of parts was about a thumb's head.

"This... how did it work!" Gong Jian was astonished when he saw a pile of parts.

"what happened?"

Seeing Gong Jian's surprised expression, Fan Tianlei asked quickly.

"Zhang Yang seems to have separated the parts of the Type 95 automatic rifle from those of other automatic rifles. You can see that these parts are all parts of the Type 95 automatic rifle." Gong Jian pointed at a pile of parts.

"It seems to be true!" After hearing Gong Jian's explanation, Fan Tianlei suddenly came to his senses, and found that what Gong Jian said was right, he was shocked like a stormy sea.

If Gong Jian hadn't held him back, he would have even wanted to interrupt the match directly and ask Zhang Yang how he separated the parts.

Zhang Yang was still very calm. Although he could no longer see with his eyes, he could still hear the exclamations in his ears, but he remained unmoved.

He is a killer, he has no feelings.

At this time, most of the examiners had just disassembled the Type 95 automatic rifle. Since each contestant was far apart, they could not hear or see the situation here.

He Chenguang is the fastest, and has selected more than 20 parts, thinking that he should be the fastest this time.

Because compared to the previous few assessments, this is his fastest record.

Only then did Zhang Yang put his hand into the parts box, and began the final step of the assessment, reassembling the Type 95 automatic rifle.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Yang made his scalp tingle again.

Every time he reached into the parts box, it was as if he knew the position of the parts in the box in advance, and he could always get the part he wanted.

There will be no slight pause every time the parts are taken, and the exact position can be touched.

After getting the parts, Zhang Yang can always install them accurately.

It gives the impression that it doesn't matter if you have eyes or not!
When it gets dark, they all look the same, as long as they have hands.

Click!

With the installation of the last few parts, Zhang Yang completely fixed and combined the Type 95 automatic rifle.

The whole process is like flowing clouds and flowing water, swaying freely.

He put the assembled Type 95 automatic rifle on the table, and said loudly, "Report! Zhang Yang is assembled!"

Zhang Yang's report was so loud that several other soldiers who were assembling also heard it.

The other nine soldiers froze immediately, and their movements froze.

"It's impossible!" At this moment, they all had this thought at the same time.

It took less than a minute to assemble it?

Shouldn't the eyes be open?

It's impossible to open your eyes so fast!

"Zhang Yang, the time it takes to disassemble the Type 95 automatic rifle: 5 seconds!"

"Time to separate the parts plus assemble the automatic rifle: 25 seconds"

"Total time spent: 30 seconds!"

At this time the timekeeper gave his answer.

With the voice of the timer fell.

Everyone was dumbfounded, the whole scene was silent, and time seemed to stand still.

The other nine soldiers stopped their movements at the same time, opened their eyes and stared at Zhang Yang in disregard of the rules.

On the table was a fully assembled, brand-new Type 95 automatic rifle.

Everyone remained silent, staring at the Type 95 automatic rifle.

The nine soldiers glanced at each other, then immediately closed their eyes and started their own assessment.

But now no one pays attention to which of them assembles faster, which is not important anymore.

The real focus is on Zhang Yang.

"30 seconds, is this real or fake?" Fan Tianlei turned to look at Gong Jian, only to find that Gong Jian was also looking at him.

Even though there were ten people assessing, everyone knew that the protagonist tonight was Zhang Yang.

Fan Tianlei and Gong Jian's eyes were fixed on Zhang Yang from the very beginning.

At first, they thought that although Zhang Yang's physical fitness was outstanding, he had no systematic knowledge of firearms after all.

As long as he doesn't fall too far behind, he can catch up later.

But what they saw made it hard for them to imagine.

Zhang Yang's movements looked very ordinary, as if anyone could do it.

But he moves surprisingly fast and works surprisingly well.

It can only be said that there is no one before or after!
"Zhang Yang, how on earth did you do this?"

"The disassembly is so quick."

"Assembly is so fast, forget it."

"What puzzled us the most was how did you separate the mixed parts? You only saw your little hand shake a few times, and the parts separated automatically."

"What exactly is this operation?"

Fan Tianlei and the soldiers present also nodded.

Although Zhang Yang's disassembly and assembly speed also shocked them, what made them most suspicious was:

How exactly did Zhang Yang separate the parts.

Zhang Yang waved his hand, and said calmly, "This is not too difficult. In fact, you all know it. It's the knowledge you learned in high school."

"This is called differential centrifugation!"

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(End of this chapter)