"Report! I want to know what this leader, who is dressed differently from us, is capable of."

Knowing that the dog-headed old man's look of looking down on them was faked by Miao Lian, Chang Ning simply used the trick to directly provoke them. He wanted to use this to test the gap between himself and the real special forces.

"Chang Ning!"

Miao Lian, who was standing aside, seemed to be scolding Chang Ning softly and blaming Chang Ning for being ignorant. In fact, he was happy in his heart. This was the effect he wanted.

"Captain Gao, this little soldier seems dissatisfied with you. Why don't you show your strength?"

If young people are not reckless, can they still be called young people? Minister Zhao did not feel disgusted with Chang Ning because he challenged the leader rashly. On the contrary, Minister Zhao looked like he was watching a good show.

The high school team member smiled and said, "I listen to the leader."

Minister Zhao said: "Then you can communicate with them and compare."

The high school team looked at Chang Ning who was looking at him, and said with a confident smile: "But since the leader has spoken, let's communicate."

He walked up to Chang Ning and said, "I can't beat him if I can shoot more."

As an elite member of the army, he was proud of the high school team, and he did not bother to take advantage of a private who had just joined the army. Basic training for scouts, such as multi-purpose shooting, was completely child's play in his opinion.

After saying that, he took off his black beret and pinned it on his epaulette: "Old Miao, do you have a beer bottle?"

Miao Lian pointed to the beer bottles piled high not far away: "There's a pile over there, for our hammer."

"Get two soldiers to help throw it."

Miao Lian smiled bitterly. He wanted Lao Gao to help him suppress the arrogance of these boys. Now seeing Lao Gao acting like this, he obviously wanted to be ruthless.

"You kid, are you embarrassing my soldiers on my land?"

The dog-headed old man pretended not to understand: "You wanted me to ruin the place. Do you regret it?"

"What are you talking about? You two, go get the wine bottles!"

Miao Lian couldn't stand the excitement of these old brothers, so he immediately sent two soldiers to get the bottle.

After hearing the order, the two soldiers turned and ran away.

The dog-headed old man didn't have a gun in his hand, so he didn't feel embarrassed and naturally took the automatic rifle from Chang Ning's hand and inspected it: "The gun is well maintained."

Although Chang Ning's rifle shooting experience bar was filled up by him, he did not slack off just because he was at full level. Instead, he always maintained a good habit of maintaining his firearms.

There is no dust on his gun at all, and after rubbing his fingers into the barrel, there won't be any stains on it when he takes it out.

"Thank you for the compliment. I think if you treat your gun well, it will also surprise you."

Hearing the compliments from the naughty old man, Chang Ning was quite happy. In any case, being praised by a veteran shows that Chang Ning is indeed good at gun maintenance.

"Do you think I am praising you? There is nothing to be proud of. Maintaining a gun is a basic quality of a soldier."

Who would have known that the dog-headed Lao Gao didn't play according to common sense at all. One moment he was praising others, and the next moment he made Chang Ning stunned. Maybe it was the sequelae of his training as a special forces soldier.

'What kind of twist is this? Is he going to be seriously ill?'

Chang Ning doesn't understand why the dog-headed old man is obviously doing well. How can he change his face when he changes his face? Is he a dog?

But he is the leader, so Chang Ning has to endure it no matter how unhappy he is. He can't just choke the dog-headed old man.

By then, it is estimated that even if the dog-headed boss doesn't care, Miao Lian will take care of him.

Chang Ning decided to teach the boss a lesson in the next competition.

"I calibrated the gun myself, you can try it again."

Everyone has their own habits of using guns, Chang Ning was afraid that the old guy wouldn't be used to it, so he kindly reminded him.

"No need. You don't shoot with your eyes, but with this——"

The dog-headed old man pointed at his heart, then held the gun in both hands and shouted, "Okay!"

Miao Lian, who was paying attention to him, received the message from his old comrade and immediately shouted to the soldiers in the distance: "Throw it!"

Upon hearing the company commander's order, a soldier threw out a wine bottle. The bottle spun in the air, making a slight sound of wind.

The high school team raised their guns and took quick aim, with their accurate index finger gently pulling the trigger. There was a gunshot and the wine bottle shattered in the air.

The scouts were all dumbfounded and forgot to applaud because everything happened too fast. Not only the scouts were dumbfounded, but also Chang Ning, who had full rifle shooting experience, was a little moved.

Miao Lian said: "Keep throwing, throw a few more!"

Wow!

Several wine bottles were thrown out, and the high school team fired their guns, causing the bottles to shatter.

"The following is a one-handed moving target rapid fire!"

The high school team switched to right-handed guns, still rapid fire.

Bang bang bang! The wine bottle turned into clouds of green smoke in the air.

"Change hands!"

The high school team turned their hands in the air at the same time. The Type 95 automatic rifle reached their left hand and continued shooting.

There was another burst of gunfire, and then the bottle shattered.

The individual qualities of the scouts in the regular army are not to be said, and their horizons are definitely wider than those of ordinary soldiers. But the old man is from the special forces, which is the reconnaissance force within the reconnaissance force.

Therefore, everyone was in for a treat this time, and thunderous applause broke out after the high school team finished its performance.

The high school team member stopped shooting and put on a stiff smile. It was obvious that he was not used to it: "There is no need to applaud. This is the basic skill of every member of the special forces!"

When things got to this point, Miao Lian knew that it was time for him to appear, so he smiled bitterly and said: "Minister Zhao, you are leading someone to kick the show!"

Minister Zhao cooperated with Miao Company: "Where is it! I am taking the cadres of the special brigade to visit various reconnaissance units to find out the results of this year's selection. The high school team is competing with you in private and does not count!"

The high school team member smiled reservedly: "Old Miao, I'm sorry!"

Although he knew that he was just faking it, Liao Miaolian was unhappy when he saw Lao Gao looking so proud. He cursed: "Damn it, if I had half of your training funds, all my soldiers would be better than yours!

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The high school team laughed and didn't get angry. We have been brothers for decades and we don't know each other.

"I've told you before, victory can only be achieved without using force. This is nothing, just a small skill."

"Company commander, since this leader is from the special forces, I would like to ask him about my rifle shooting skills. Is that okay?"

Chang Ning saw that the dog-headed old man had finished his show, so it was his turn to play, otherwise the losses he suffered before would be in vain.

He must find his place on the training ground, and his anger cannot be in vain.

Chang Ning has made a plan, he won't lose this time. If he wins, he can regain the face of the reconnaissance company. If he loses, he can take the opportunity to ask the high school team for advice, and maybe he can get a new experience bar.

‘This may cause the company commander’s plan to fail. When the leaders leave, Miao Company may train itself severely.

Forget it, give it a try and turn your bicycle into a motorcycle! Nothing will always go your way.’

Chang Ning's words focused everyone's attention on him. The facts were in front of them, and there was nothing to show.

"No matter how awesome you Chang Ning is, can you still compare to Langya's high school team?"

Looking at Chang Ning's stubborn face, Miao Lian is now in a dilemma. If Chang Ning loses now, Yehu Detective Company will lose both face and honor!
Chapter completed!