The legend of the strongest special forces

Chapter 596 Shooting Training
In the early morning, facing the rising sun, Qiao Xue walked out of the beast camp.

Ling Tian, ​​who was standing at the door, looked at her with reluctance, while Qiao Xue waved the red box in her hand.

The ace medal inside represented his commitment, and the blushing Qiao Xue was about to embark on other training tasks.

There are not many tasks in the Tianbu, but every time is a battle of life and death. In addition to training on weekdays, it is training, and boring is the real military career.

It wasn't until Qiao Xue disappeared from sight that Ling Tian turned and returned to the barracks. Erlang and Chang'e were not there, but there were still some retired old dogs that needed to be taken care of.

So, he started a new day, preparing breakfast for them and basking in the sun with them.

It was not until noon that the Chinese Eagle came back with a cane.

Looking at the silent beast camp, Zhonghua Ying knew that Ling Tian had given the military dogs another holiday.

"How about it, Ace, get the medal, and go home for a few days?"

The Chinese Eagle walked over with a smile on his face, looking at Ling Tian who was sitting there stroking the old dog.

He also agreed before that if Ling Tian passed the assessment, he would be given a few days off to go home and have a look.

"No need, I called. My mother went to the countryside to have fun, and Erlang just arrived. If I leave, he won't get used to it!"

Everything was over, and Ling Tian returned to his original life, mowing the lawn, spraying pesticides, and cleaning up excrement.

Regardless of the rest of the military dogs, he still has more things to do. Behind the military dogs obeying orders and his majesty, there are many things that ordinary people can't imagine.

"Okay, how about preparing to start the training of the Ministry of Thunder this afternoon? The firearms will be delivered in the afternoon. You can clean up the grass behind. I remember there are still many targets in the warehouse. You should know how to arrange them?"

It seemed that Ling Tian had already stayed here with all his heart, and Zhonghua Ying smiled slightly, walking towards the outside of the barracks on crutches.

"understood!"

Thinking of the Ministry of Thunder's assessment, Ling Tian was very excited. If he could participate in the assessment once every two months, wouldn't it be possible to get back all the ace medals in one and a half years.

Energetic, he hurriedly walked towards the backyard, where there was a very open ground, which looked like an airstrip from a distance.

There are no big trees, and the line of sight with a straight-line distance of up to two kilometers is definitely a good shooting field.

However, it seems that it has not been used for many years. This should be the place where the Chinese Eagles trained before.

Holding a chainsaw, he felled some wrist-thick trees. After a simple care, Ling Tian used the rangefinder to insert targets at four hundred, five hundred, eight hundred, and one thousand distances.

This kind of target is different from ordinary targets. Each one is a human-shaped wooden plank more than two meters high, and there will be small holes the size of a bowl on the forehead, heart and limbs.

Inside the small hole is an iron piece that can be turned back and forth, with a bearing passing through the middle, so that if it hits the target, the iron piece will rotate.

This is the first time I have seen such a design. After Ling Tian installed the target, it was already noon.

Wiping off his sweat, Ling Tian watched the Zhonghua Eagle come back dragging a truck, so he hurriedly went up to meet it.

On this truck, there were more than a dozen things that looked like suitcases, each of which was very heavy. Putting each suitcase on the ground, Ling Tian opened the suitcase suspiciously, and was stunned by what he saw.

Every box is full of parts of various firearms, and all kinds of firearms have been disassembled, leaving only the most basic state.

"Dump them all in that pit!"

Before Ling Tian could figure out what kind of firearms they were, the Zhonghua Eagle had already walked to a big pit next to the shooting range.

The entire pit was two meters deep and three meters wide. Although he didn't understand what he was going to do, Ling Tian dumped all the parts from the big boxes into it.

More than a dozen boxes of parts were scattered in the pit, as if it had become a wasteland for firearms. Ling Tian crouched by the pit, looking at the Chinese Eagle suspiciously.

Is the next step going to be burying the soil? What is the purpose of transporting so many gun parts mysteriously?

"Alright, there are a total of 190 five firearms and corresponding bullets here. The timing will start from now on. If you load and unload within an hour, you are considered qualified. Let's start!"

A word from Zhonghuaying almost made Ling Tian vomit blood, it was as big as the gun stock and as small as the spring, and there were all kinds of bullets falling in the pit in a mess.

It would not take an hour to tidy them all up, let alone assemble them one by one, and there was a time limit, which was basically impossible.

"How is this possible!"

Ling Tian, ​​who was squatting beside the pit, looked at the Zhonghua Eagle suspiciously. He had never thought of such a thing.

"If even this is not possible, then you don't have to participate in the competition, and save me embarrassment!"

Zhonghua Eagle took out a stopwatch from his pocket and threw it to Ling Tian directly. This is his training, if he can't reach it, then he doesn't need to participate.

Looking at the Chinese Eagle walking away, and looking at the thousands of parts in the big pit, how could he complete it in an hour.

With the scorching sun on his head, Ling Tian gritted his teeth, pressed the stopwatch, and fell straight down.

Bullet barrels, muzzle brakes, silencers, optical sights, sensor components, laser range finders, bullet ballistic computers, grips, gun stocks, bullet clips, barrels, bullet boxes, brackets, sights, rifles, triggers , Various types of screws, bolts, hammers, firing pins, insurances, locking mechanisms, recoil springs, hammers, sears, extractors, ejectors, and magazines.

Putting all kinds of parts together is like killing people, especially the weapons here really cover guys from all eras, both Chinese and foreign.

There are the most advanced sniper rifles, as well as the most honest semi-automatic rifles, and there are countless pistols, and the various parts are extremely similar.

In particular, you have to rummage through it, just like looking for treasures in a garbage dump, looking for one by one, and assembling one by one.

Sometimes, just to find a part, he has to turn over the whole pit.

Until the sun was setting that day, Ling Tian was still squatting in the pit, and the Chinese Eagle walked over with a smile on his face, looking at the guns placed in front of the pit.

190 five weapons, now there are only a hundred or so, it seems that he will be busy for a while.

But as the number decreases, the time will be faster. It seems that the training abroad has not been in vain all these years.

Throw all the loaded firearms on the pit one by one, and piece together all the semi-finished firearms from the remaining parts.

When the last gun was loaded, Ling Tian pulled the trigger, and there was a roar from the roaring gun, and Ling Tian sat powerlessly in the pit.

(End of this chapter)