The afternoon sun that has just entered summer is very vicious. If it weren't for the coolness given by the south wind, the sycamore leaves next to the training ground would not be swaying so briskly.

The obstacle course will never be missing from the Army's assessment projects. There is always a saying in the army: Don't be afraid of 5 kilometers, just be afraid of 400 meters. This 400 meters refers to the obstacle course.

According to Yao Bing's insinuations and various gossips, he came to the conclusion that if he wants to be qualified to participate in the special brigade assessment, then the 400-meter obstacle course must be within 1 minute and 23 seconds.

If his body had not changed before, Yang Buxu really didn’t have to worry about this result. You must know that his best time in the recruit camp was 1 minute and 20 seconds. But at this time, standing at the obstacle starting line, he felt very unsure.

, I had a hunch that the results would be very different when the test results came out.

Just hearing a whistle, Yang Buxuan ran forward like an arrow. Judging from the speed at which he crossed the balance beam and stepped on the tire rim, it shouldn't be a big problem.

These two items even took a little longer than expected. But before he had time to be happy, in the next part of the deep pit, he seemed to be a little weak in the process of jumping in and climbing up, so the time it took was longer than before.

Much slower.

After that, he crawled across the barbed wire fence, and he performed reasonably well in this subject that requires more technical movements. Then he climbed the rope net and climbed the high wall, and Yang Buqiu's lack of strength was clearly highlighted again.

At first, he thought that his strength was just returning to its original level, but it was only then that he realized that it was now much lower than the normal level.

The final result also came out, 1 minute and 50 seconds. This result was 10 seconds lower than the overall average of the motorcycle company. In other words, Yang Buxu had now dropped from the level of the king of soldiers to the standard of the scumbag of soldiers.

Such a result also surprised Luo Zhigang on the side. I originally thought that Yang Buxu had just talked so smugly in the cafeteria and looked so awesome, as if this special brigade was bound to win. He still thought about the worst.

The results must be at least at the top, but I didn't expect that this would be the worst.

"With your grades like yours, you still want to take part in the special forces assessment in August? To put it bluntly, it's just 1 minute and 50 seconds of yours. When the recruit camp was recruiting soldiers, my motorized infantry company wouldn't even ask for them. I don't know what happened in the first place.

Isn’t it true that those who come to the investigation company also have the respect of the old squad leader?”

It wasn't Luo Zhigang who was eliminated, but the current situation like Yang Buxuan's situation is really a bit ridiculous. In the military system, everything is based on strength. This is an iron rule in any army. Those who take the back door are always the most looked down on.

At this time, Yang Buxu was considered to be this kind of person.

Next came live ammunition shooting, and Luo Zhigang, who had just had his eyes stung once, had no interest in reading any more. With no interest, it was better for him to go back to the office to drink tea than to watch this coward being embarrassed.

The curiosity in his heart has been completely beaten. He doesn't know what the specific relationship between Yang Buxian and the old squad leader Wan Changsong is. Since he has agreed to it, let him do it. Anyway, it only lasts for two months.

, oneself can be regarded as pure if he does not see it.

Yang Buxuan also felt speechless about his results. Although he had been mentally prepared, it was indeed beyond his expectation that he was so far behind.

Now that he only has two months, he really has no confidence that he can regain his strength. You must know that this is not just one or two seconds, but a difference of 27 seconds. It usually takes countless efforts to improve the performance by 1 second.

Not to mention 27 seconds.

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Forget it, let’s let it go for now. It’s important to take a few shots first to see if the feeling is still there.”

Yang Buxu ignored the people watching around him, cheered himself up and walked towards the shooting range.

"Haha... Such a loser still wants to take the test for special forces. If this pig farmer can become a special forces, then what will the rest of us become..."

"It's just that you didn't see the company commander like that just now. Fortunately, that boy is not from our company, otherwise the shame would have been thrown to grandma's house..."

Although Yang Buxian didn't pay much attention to the discussion behind him, it still made him feel a lot lower.

Yang Buxuan was the only one on the empty shooting range. No one else happened to be training here at this time.

After informing him of his intention and submitting the approval slip, the veteran guarding the shooting range quickly took out a Type 95 rifle and 300 rounds of ammunition.

Since there was only one person doing the work, the veteran didn't bother to report the target. He ordered Yang Buxu to finish the shooting and went to check, and then went to do other things.

Yang Buxing didn't take it seriously at all. After all, he was considered a "migrant", so it was good that he was allowed to come to the company for meals and training.

Yang Buxu did not rush to load the magazine and shoot. Instead, he followed the process developed in the previous recruit camps, first disassembling the gun parts piece by piece, and then reinstalling them.

According to Zhou Bo, that is called communicating with the gun. Moreover, this gun has not been calibrated, so reinstalling it can make it better controlled.

Load the ammunition, load the magazine, load the gun and shoot in one go.

Bang bang bang...

Yang Buxu directly fired the bullets in the gun. He knew that his shooting level had not deteriorated much without looking at the target.

But only shooting one magazine didn't mean anything. There were ten targets on the opposite side, and no one was here to help load the magazines, but he still wanted to try the effect of continuous shooting. So he went to the veteran again and borrowed 8 more

clip.

Although the veteran at the shooting range was surprised by Yang Buxu's strange request, he didn't ask much. He pointed at the weapon rack and motioned for him to take it, and then continued to work on his own affairs.

Returning to the shooting range, Yang Buxuan loaded all the bullets and then fired at high speed from left to right.

Bang bang bang bang...

A magazine was quickly used up, and Yang Buxuan quickly loaded the magazine again to activate. Because the speed was so fast, it sounded like continuous shooting from the sound.

Such unusual movement suddenly alarmed the veterans in the shooting range room.

"What is this kid doing? Why are there so many gunshots?"

Thinking of the magazine he had just borrowed, the veteran seemed to have thought of something. Unable to restrain his curiosity, he put down his work and went out to take a look.

Now Yang Buxu has fired his 8th magazine in a row. Since the 5th magazine, his hand has begun to lose control of the handle of the gun and is trembling to varying degrees, so his shooting accuracy has also begun to deviate.

Until the eighth magazine, basically the entire gun was swinging, and the arm's control over the recoil force had been reduced to the extreme.

And when he put in the last magazine, he had to spend a lot of energy to suppress the beating gun barrel every time he fired. As for the accuracy, of course, there was no accuracy at all. Only the 30 bullets that hit the target finally hit the target.

There were 4 shots, and three of them were still on the edge, and only one shot landed on the 5th ring.

Just when all the magazines were finished, the veteran just walked over here. Looking at the shell casings and magazines on the ground, he felt for the first time

I have a strange feeling about this young man.

After firing 300 rounds of ammunition in such a short period of time, if the accuracy can still be maintained, it will definitely be a happy event worth reporting.

The veteran didn't have time to say hello to Yang Buxuan. He had to hurry up and see what the ring number of the target was.

With excitement and anticipation, he took three steps and two steps at a time. However, the further he walked, the darker his face became. From far away, he saw that the target in front of him was not as devastated as he imagined.

There were only four bullet holes in the conspicuous place on the target paper. Such a result would inevitably disappoint him.

From the shooting position, the distance between each target was not very large, but the real targets were still seven or eight meters apart. The veteran, holding on to a glimmer of hope, walked a few more steps to check the second target.

But the more I looked at it, the more painful it became. There were only a few bullet holes on this second target, which was not much different from the previous one. Now the veteran was completely shocked.

If we want to say who is the stingiest person in this army, it must be the person who picks up bullet casings on the shooting range. Although this army has no shortage of these bullets, it cannot be wasted like this. Just now I thought that boy was so superb.

Marksmanship. I didn't expect that the 300 rounds of ammunition approved by the company commander would be used as firecrackers.

The veteran's face turned green with anger. He rushed forward and snatched the gun from Yang Buxuan's hand. Seeing someone acting innocent, he got angry and hit him hard.

Kicked Yang Buxian on the butt.

"Get out! Don't let me see you again. You're a prodigal thing. Are you willing to shoot like this?"

After cursing, the veteran wrapped the magazine in his clothes and went back to the house, leaving Yang Buxu alone on the ground without knowing what happened...

The two results of today's test were mixed for Yang Buxian. But he concluded that there was a problem, and that was strength. Now his body's strength is much smaller than that of his comrades in the same period. If he wants to improve his performance, he must improve this aspect.

Make up for it.

In the obstacle course, it is the physical strength that increases the score the most. Even in holding the gun, due to the lack of strength, it is impossible to shoot continuously for a long time.

"Finally, the problem is not too serious. If it is just a matter of strength, then maybe two months of strength training can catch up. As for the body's slow reaction speed, it is not particularly urgent at this stage."

Under the orange streetlight, Yang Buxuan was running while summarizing the gains and losses of today's test. Time is running out now. Thinking of becoming the most cutting-edge existence in the future, his steps are even more urgent.

Back in the dark courtyard, the bright moon in the sky had been obscured by dark clouds. Yang Buxu stood alone under the grape trellis and recited the mantra silently.

He had not done high-intensity exercise for a long time, and today's test made his whole body sore. Not to mention other things, just after firing 300 rounds of bullets in a row, there was a big bruise on the crook of his arm and shoulder. But it soon became clear.

I was restored by the amazing self-healing ability of the formula.

He didn't know if it was because he paid too much attention to the word "strength" today. He now felt that his arms seemed to be stronger than before.

Maybe it was an illusion, so he didn't delve into it. He just looked up at the sky. The slightly humid air indicated that it was going to rain that day. He subconsciously looked down at his phone. For some reason, today

Zhang Xiaowen has not replied to his message on WeChat. This has never happened before.
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