After training for who knows how many days, Mouse, Zhuzhu, and Old Ghost no longer trained with me. There was only one soldier left who trained with me. After a few days, everyone became familiar with it. This guy’s nickname is Scholar, from abroad.

A top student majoring in electronics, who is responsible for intercepting telegrams and deciphering them. Although he is not a complete combatant, his training volume was no less than mine at the beginning. Until today, because today's training volume has increased again, thirty kilograms.

Fifteen kilometers cross-country with weights, pull-ups, sit-ups, push-ups. At the end of each training event, the miracle doctor came back to measure my pulse, and then reported the data to the devil. If my pulse did not reach the limit, the training would not be finished.

It will stop. This kind of perverted training made me want to rush over and kill this guy with yellow hair and blue eyes several times.

After more than ten days, the abnormal physical training finally became half a day, and there was no pressure from Jason, the devil, but the amount of training did not decrease. I couldn't explain the reason and consciously completed the familiar physical training.

In the afternoon, I enjoyed shooting training. I took an American m1903 rifle and shot repeatedly under the 2.5x optical sight. A large number of bullets poured on the shooting target, from shooting stationary targets to shooting moving targets.

Learning how to overcome the effects of wind, humidity, and own breathing on accuracy, and shooting thousands of rounds of bullets under the sun every day, apart from the excitement on the first day, the rest is endless loneliness.

In the past few days, I have completed the whole day of training alone. Except for a glimpse of Jason during meals, I have been alone the rest of the time. I have completed the training goals in the morning, then eaten, rested for a while, and then moved thousands of

I sent bullets to the shooting range, kept shooting, and kept making corrections until all the bullets were fired, and then I returned to the resting place alone. The old ghost, the rat, and the pillars had all moved out of the camp. In the deserted camp, I poured down alone.

On the bed, I recalled the happy time with my parents in my previous life. I looked at my calloused index finger and smiled bitterly. Life is unpredictable. I didn’t expect that I would have such an opportunity. I would not hide all the things in my previous life.

, my extravagant desires for houses, cars, and even delicious food and beautiful women are no longer important now. The grief of the country being destroyed and the death of my family, and the fear of being provoked in the intestines by the enemy's bayonet at any time, make me understand that living is actually happiness.

The lonely training has lasted for seven days. I crawled to the shooting range to shoot as usual. The inexplicable irritability ignited in my heart like a fire. The bullets fired seemed to take away the annoyance in my heart, driving me to keep pulling the trigger. irritated,

Depression, grievance, despair, helplessness. I can't find a word to describe the feeling brought about by this long-term loneliness. When I gritted my teeth and fired the last bullet of the day and put away the gun, looking at the black hole of the muzzle, I even had thoughts.

I want to commit suicide to end the painful thoughts, "Ah!!! Ah!!!!!!" I screamed loudly to the sky as if driven by instinct. Tears slipped from my eyes. I knew I couldn't hold on.

, quitting means elimination, but I have reached my limit.

"Report!"

"Come in!"

"Captain, I have something to report to you. I really can't hold on anymore. I feel like I'm going to be mute. I don't know how to speak anymore. Damn, I'm sorry. I'm not scolding you. Do you know? I

It seems like I haven’t spoken for a long time. Captain, instructor Jason, I really can’t bear it anymore. I want to persist, but I’m sorry, I really can’t hold on anymore. I’m going crazy. I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

"Haha! Hahahahaha!" Jason and the captain burst out laughing. Then the captain stood up and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Boy, let me tell you, the rat and the old ghost both went through the same training as you. The rat only lasted three days.

Eighteen hours later, the old ghost rushed to me like crazy just after two days, and Jason and I both think it's a miracle that you can persist for seven days, what do you think?"

"Of course, of course, I've never seen a guy like you. He's great! Although his shooting skills are a bit bad!" Jason always felt like this if there were no words of criticism in every sentence. He seemed to feel uncomfortable all over.

"Okay, Jason, you finally have a companion in the future." After the captain said to the demon Jason, he stood up and patted me on the shoulder and said, "Congratulations to you for passing the loneliness assessment. Your results are very good!"

"What do you mean? Loneliness assessment?"

"Let me explain." Jason put his right arm around me and said, "First of all, I'm Camel's sniper, but snipers usually work with two people. I need a partner. After choosing it for so long, I finally

Waiting for you!" At the end of the sentence, Jason used his right arm around me and pinched my neck hard.

"Ahem, sniper, yes, but I think Mouse is more suitable. You don't know how accurate his marksmanship is." I had seen Mouse's inhuman accuracy on the battlefield in Songhu.

"No! no! no! You can do that too. Do you know what it takes to become an excellent sniper?"

"Accurate marksmanship!" I said without hesitation. Although I knew this was incomplete, I thought it was the most important thing. If the gun failed to hit, it would be useless to snipe!

"That's the most basic. A good sniper needs to have three conditions. Excellent shooting skills are only the last and most basic point among all sniper skills. Discipline and care are the most important elements. These seven days of shooting training,

You endured loneliness and consciously completed physical training, and actually fired nearly 15,000 rounds of bullets. Such training is almost impossible for ordinary people to complete. Although I don’t know what supported you to complete them, but it was really

It's an amazing thing. You have suppressed your fear of loneliness and your tendency to like group life very well. This shows that you can implement battlefield discipline very well."

Jason spoke for a long time, drank water to moisten his throat and then said: "Why is discipline and carefulness the most important? A sniper sometimes needs to crawl all day just to fire a shot, and sometimes

You may not find anything. Can you give up the mission without firing a shot? Sometimes you only have three seconds to see the target and shoot. If you are daydreaming, eating or doing other inactive things, you

It failed.”

"Then why do you have to be a sniper? My marksmanship is far from good. You can do it yourself, right?" I said as I broke away from the devil's arm.

"You idiot, it is very difficult for a person to observe continuously with a telescope for more than 20 minutes. You have to stay still all day to avoid being discovered by the enemy. This sounds very easy but is actually very difficult. A beginner fisherman has to put the fishing line

It is impossible to stay below the water for more than three minutes, because they always want to lift the hook to take a look. If you have hunting experience, you will know how difficult it is to stay still in front of the prey, let alone what you are facing now.

The right prey is someone who will shoot you on sight?"

"But my marksmanship?"

"That doesn't matter. If you want to be proficient in shooting, you need to practice at least 15,000-20,000 rounds of bullets to be considered qualified. And you have fired all these damn bullets these days. I think as the training deepens, you will

He belongs to a sharpshooter." At the end of the sentence, Demon Jason hooked his index finger at me and made a shooting gesture, then patted my shoulder and walked out of the captain's room.

After looking at the captain's understanding expression, he saluted this guy and walked out of the room. Unexpectedly, what he saw was the old ghost, the rat, the pillar, the third brother, the miracle doctor...all of them were familiar.

The guys all stood in a row and looked at me. I don’t know why, but tears burst out of my eyes. Being alone for seven consecutive days was really unimaginable torture.

"Well done, we have been watching you. I didn't expect you to be able to persist for so long. Do you know, we have all gone through such a test, but the results are not half as good as yours!" Kitty smiled and told me.

said.

"No, I just, I just don't want to leave everyone, I don't want to be eliminated. I can't say why. You know, the feeling of loneliness is so damn uncomfortable! There is a, um... feeling of wanting to kill someone." Recalling himself

The last two days of training alone were really uncomfortable.

"We know, we know, we started betting when you passed the third day, but no one won. The most people guessed that you could last for five days. I didn't expect that you could last so long. We all

I know the feeling of being driven crazy, well done!" The miracle doctor patted my shoulder and said.

The following training is all completed by me and everyone. In addition to normal physical fitness and shooting training, I also have to fight with monks every day, practice the assembly and disassembly of various other guns and shooting skills with Lei Zi, and rest.

When I was there, I learned from Jason how to formulate a combat plan, how to choose bunkers, choose retreat routes, and a series of things that a sniper should know. The beast would give me some tracking knowledge, such as judging by the damage of dead grass on the ground.

The direction of the enemy's escape, the number of enemies, and other battlefield knowledge. In this process of everyone being a teacher to each other, I enjoyed a short but happy and unforgettable time.

As the war progressed, the division we were training with left, and we returned to our own camp. It was more like a bandit den than a camp. You knew without asking that it must be the bandit from whom they robbed the captain.

Come. That evening, when we were arm wrestling and chatting with each other in the barracks, the captain and Jason opened the door and walked in.

"Everyone, new mission!" the captain said directly.

After hearing the captain's words, everyone immediately put away their cheerful expressions and waited for the captain's task assignment with serious faces.

"New mission, a battalion of the Kuomintang troops stationed in the county has defected to the enemy, and is now stationed in Xiaowangzhuang. The Kuomintang hopes that we can kill them as a warning and give these bastards who surrendered to the enemy a deterrent."

"Why don't they do it themselves?" Zhuzi asked.

"They don't want the common people to say that they are not good at fighting the Japanese, so they are good at killing their own people! Do you understand?" Mao Mao explained to Zhuzi sharply.

"But they are all Chinese too!" I didn't expect such a task, I shouted in surprise!

"Then you should ask the people in Xiaowangzhuang, or ask the girl who was ruined by these gangsters. I don't think you will say that!" Jason, who was following the captain, said.

"Okay, let's talk about the situation. The strength of the opponent's battalion is estimated to be about 90 people. We will set off at 7 o'clock tonight and arrive at Xiaowangzhuang at 2 o'clock in the evening. Mao Mao and the scholar will stay behind, and everyone else will be ready for battle." The captain finished.

Turned around and left the barracks.

I checked the m1903 sniper rifle again, prepared all the weapons and ammunition early, and then began to sharpen the military spur that the devil gave me. Looking at the gray blade, I couldn't help but feel tight in my heart. Although this

It wasn't the first time I killed someone, but everything before happened suddenly, and this time the captain gave me half a day to savor it carefully. This feeling made my heart tighten and I couldn't breathe.

nature.

In the quiet barracks, there was only the sound of wiping weapons, and the sound of sharpening "wipe! wipe!" made my body crawl with goosebumps. After finishing dinner like chewing wax, the captain and the devil walked into the barracks, and we stood in a row.

I was waiting for the lecture from the captain and Demon Jason. The captain didn't say anything. He just walked up to me and stared into my eyes for a few seconds. I could feel the worry. He patted my shoulder.

, he helped me patch up the camouflage mud on my face, then walked to the front of the team and said, "Let's tear them apart!"

"camel!" the devil suddenly shouted loudly.
Chapter completed!