I want to be a warlord

Chapter 240 Killing Power

If I didn't go to the station in Baghdad, it's not that I can't stay, but it's unnecessary.

The military base over at Balwanai is basically completed, only some auxiliary facilities and interior decoration problems are left, and the occupants are no longer a problem.

There is a military base dominated by oneself, which can show its strength more than a garrison, and it is shocking.

These American soldiers are all newcomers who have just retired. Golden Retriever found old connections in the army and recruited them directly.

Wang Zhen attached great importance to this group of people, and planned to train them as a team member.

In comparison, those mercenaries who have been around for a few years are already hard to calm down.

Bigfoot and Jaeger are exceptions. After all, Wang Zhen owed his life early, especially Jaeger, who has a weird personality.

On the point of retaining American elements, Wang Zhen is very concerned.

After driving all the way, it took 5 hours to arrive at Barwanai. The recruits didn't complain about going to a remote town in Iraq.

This is the benefit of the recruits. If the group of veterans are sick, they must choose a few big cities to live in, some to eat, and some to play.

The reception task was arranged by Shovel, who knew American soldiers well.

Bonfire, barbecue, Iraqi characteristic performances.

The more people come from such a big country, the more they like to see some unique cultures of other countries. They can appreciate them with a superior attitude and participate in them. This is called experiencing life.

On the contrary, people from those small countries are unwilling to accept it, and they especially like to provoke and ridicule.

It's you, European stick, Asian foot wrap!

The next day, the first official meeting.

Ten people, fully armed, stood in a row with hands behind their backs, chests raised and heads raised.

Wang Zhen's eight people, also fully armed, stood opposite.

"Yesterday, everyone knew each other, but this understanding is more superficial."

"Then how do you get to know them in depth? Warriors, the first thing you should compare is professional ability."

"So, today there are no superiors and subordinates, no bosses and employees, and some only soldiers. Let's communicate in the way of soldiers!"

"The U.S. military is one of the most effective armies in the world. Everyone is a newly retired soldier. The basics of infantry are not comparable. That is to look down on everyone."

Hearing what Wang Zhen said, all ten people were very happy. This was a recognition of their past.

Of course, it is impossible for everyone to say that there is no resistance to the fact that the boss of the defense company is Chinese.

But there is no one really stupid here, even if it is two black people, Teacup and Mark, who can be spotted by a golden retriever, they have been investigated, they have brains, and they went to high school!

Therefore, this resistance is why the 'head' is not a golden retriever, they are special forces from the US military.

Of course, as one of the three major military powers, and the only opponent of the U.S. military that signed the contract after defeat, no one dared to look down on such a thing.

"Here I want to say that there is still a big difference between the work of PMC and the military. The military emphasizes large-scale corps operations, while our PMC emphasizes small-unit operations, special operations, and individual capabilities."

With that said, Wang Zhen turned and pointed towards the built training ground in front of him. This is a training ground built to simulate urban street fighting, but it is different from other urban street fighting training grounds. The houses here are damaged, and there are many bricks on the ground. Stone garbage, and bunkers made of garbage.

Yes, it imitates the status quo in the Middle East.

"In this training ground, there are a total of 80 target positions. After each training session, only 20 terrorist target positions and 5 civilian target positions will be raised. Therefore, it can be said that it is basically random and more simulated in actual combat. , the training requirement is to knock down as many targets as possible in the shortest time, and if a target is not knocked down within 2 seconds, it will be counted as death."

"Understood!" Wang Zhen roared loudly.

"Yes sir!" Everyone shouted with serious expressions.

This test is much more difficult than the fixed target and moving target they usually train on.

This kind of random shooting range, even if you have trained here many times, it is not very useful to be familiar with the target position.

"Very good, very energetic, then, let's talk about actual combat!" As Wang Zhen said, he took a few steps back, and stretched out his thumb to them, including the golden donkey. Then, in full view of everyone, he turned his thumb and rushed down!

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This time, the donkey and the golden retriever raised their middle fingers first, and the ten newcomers, who were already angry, also raised their middle fingers and shouted loudly.

That's how it is in the army, it's useless to say anything else, just pull it out and try it!

With a sneer on his face, Wang Zhen grabbed his HK416 and walked to the shovel.

Behind them, everyone followed and stood in front of a small room next to the training ground. There were several large screens in the room, showing the situation in the training ground in real time.

The shovel held up the stopwatch and shouted, "Start!"

Wang Zhen took a step and rushed out. Unlike the normal gun on the shoulder, Wang Zhen's gun was tucked under his armpit. He looked more like a terrorist than a soldier. This posture surprised people who hadn't seen it.

The moment the target bullet in the corner came out, Wang Zhen made a wrong step, his body paused slightly, and he swept up with a burst of "da da", and then rushed out without stopping.

Turning the corner of the street, facing the front, behind a bunker piled with gravel, the target bounced up. This time, Wang Zhen didn't stop walking, and "da da" was two shots.

After years of training on gun sense, within 10 meters, Wang Zhen can completely rely on his senses to shoot. There is no guarantee of a headshot, but there is absolutely no possibility of missing the target. Under two bursts, the hit rate is 100%.

For the first seven targets, from the video, it is almost impossible to see that he stopped, until three consecutive targets popped up in three adjacent windows almost at the same time, among them were not only a hostage, but also two terrorist targets Only half of it was exposed.

Random is random, and Wang Zhen didn't know which target position would rise up. He braked suddenly while running, and shot down the target with two combos of "da da" and "da da".

The moment he turned around to leave, the civilian's target bounced up quickly after falling down, and turned into a terrorist this time. This scene made a group of people watching outside let out a low exclamation.

Fortunately, Wang Zhen spotted it from the corner of his eye, and turned around halfway in an emergency. The posture was strange, but the accuracy remained the same. Two shots knocked down the target.

"Oh!!" Everyone exclaimed again.

Why is a weak side mentioned in many combat explanations?
Because of the normal posture of holding the gun, the right eye must be used to aim the gun behind the shoulder, and the left eye is partially blocked by the scope and the gun, which causes the soldier to lose a large part of his vision on the right side.

If an enemy is attacking from the right side, it will be difficult for soldiers to detect it. This is called the weak side.

When the team advances, the weak side must be protected.

However, Wang Zhen's way of holding the gun under his arm does not need to be aimed, and has no effect on the field of vision. There is no weak side, and the reaction is faster.

It’s just that this way of holding a gun requires a very high gun feel, otherwise if you can’t hit it within 10 meters, it will be like delivering food...

After this level, the rest is even easier. When Wang Zhen ran out of the training ground, the shovel following him pressed the stopwatch and read aloud: "The whole journey takes 1 minute and 16 seconds, kill all the terrorists!"

"Damn, this guy is getting better and better, I'll be next." The donkey cursed in a low voice, then raised his head and said: "You guys are new here, take a look and get acquainted, you can't let this guy look down on you! "

After finishing speaking, the donkey cleared his gun and walked towards the entrance.

"Golden Retriever, which unit does the king belong to? Isn't this marksmanship too good?" the precision shooter camera asked in a low voice.

"Can you believe that he didn't serve as a soldier before he became a PMC?" Jin Mao pursed his lips and said with a smile: "When I met this guy, he was a food delivery man."

"Impossible, you told me that you have never been a soldier with this marksmanship?" The camera growled, and other people around him also listened.

He is a precision shooter, and he knows marksmanship so well that ordinary people can practice it, and his shots seem to be quite accurate, but there is an upper limit, and when the upper limit is reached, it is basically impossible to improve.

No assaulter doesn't want to be a precision shooter, no precision shooter doesn't want to be a sniper, but if you can't, you can't!
And like Wang Zhen, you don't need to aim, you can shoot while running. It looks simple, but it has a particularly high requirement for gun feel.

"Really, this may be a genius, but this guy was a professional shooting team before delivering food, the Olympic Games, the World Championships." Golden Retriever said with a smile.

"Fake!" A few people around him immediately cursed, isn't this just playing tricks!

With this kind of talent, come out to do PMC?

are you crazy!

After all, how much money does a soldier have.

In the United States, anyone who plays professional games, whether it is the World Championships or IDPA, even local star shooters, earns far more than any snipers!
If you can win a championship or something like a sports star, it doesn't matter what level of income you have.

This kind of talent, compared with them, doesn't that allow ordinary people to play with NBA stars?
Pure bullying!
While talking, the donkey came on the field. Relying on his familiarity with the training ground, he used the normal upper shoulder shooting method without being afraid of the impact of his vision, and this time there was no such thing as falling down and shooting another target. It reached 1 minute and 32 seconds.

Afterwards, Shrapnel went on stage one by one. The poet and the Jaeger used MP5s, which were not conventional guns, but they had a good gun feel, and their grades were no worse than that of donkeys.

When I switched to Golden Retriever, the result was only 2 minutes. I am not familiar with it, so I have no choice.

Then switch to this group of newcomers...

There wasn't even a complete shot, after all, if you didn't hit the target in 2 seconds, it would be considered a failure.

How to put it, recruits who have just retired, even the U.S. military who have fought the most battles, have very little actual combat experience, and they are simply incomparable with golden retrievers who have worked in PMC for several years.

After a perfect dismount, after gathering again, a group of newcomers looked at Wang Zhen again, and the taste in their eyes completely changed.

Soldiers, the strong are worshiped for granted.

"This is a simulation of actual combat, but it is only a simulation. There is still a big gap between it and actual combat. I hope everyone will train well in the future. I don't want to give you pensions. American pensions are too fucking expensive. !"

"Okay, after the marksmanship competition, the next step is the fighting ability."

"Blind man, play with them." Wang Zhen narrowed his eyes, with a faint smile on his face, stretched out a finger, and hooked it without looking back.

(End of this chapter)