The Rising Cries (Congratulations to Grandmaster Zhe C??)

(Congratulations to the newly crowned Grandmaster "Zhe c??"! An extra chapter for the great Sao Ge, three chapters today.)

The thick layer of grease was lifted again, and this time everyone could see it clearly.

Whew~

I breathed a sigh of relief.

The military has finally shown some conscience; this time, the Pulse Rifle are neatly arranged, with the front and rear of the rifles being almost the same height, both about 25 centimeters. There is a pulse firing port and a pulse energy missile firing port at the front, and they are equipped with a high-intensity tactical flashlight.

This time, the collection will be done in five batches.

The first twenty men excitedly raised their brand-new Pulse Rifle as they received them from the soldiers.

"Haha, not light."

"It's less than twenty kilograms."

"It's also made of metal, but it's much lighter than that Pulse Cannon from this morning."

Mu Fan stared wide-eyed at the Pulse Rifle. Was this the main training exercise for today?

This is not a good situation.

Mu Fan frowned slightly.

because...

He has zero experience with firearms, and based on occasional tests he did on PO Battle Network, his shooting talent can be described as...

It's a terrible sight!

How could that physical training be related to Pulse Rifle?

They can't possibly be linked by the same name.

It's a pity Hei isn't here now, Mu Fan thought with a bit of frustration.

Mu Fan, whose eyes were already shrouded in moderate depression, did not notice the excited look in the eyes of the White Hair beside him when he saw the neatly arranged Pulse Rifle.

He was still muttering something to himself.

"Finally, I can get my hands on the real thing! The moment for me to show my prowess has arrived, hahahaha!"

"E-material heat sink, manganese alloy tactical rail, 19.8mm tactical missile, ultra-lightweight metal gun body, wow, this is simply tailor-made for me."

At this moment, Mu Fan, who was standing next to him with a pained expression, suddenly turned his head and asked in confusion, "Do you know about this training?"

Yin Shuai was taken aback. "I don't know!"

"Then how come you seem so familiar with it?"

"I'm familiar with this gun, but why do you look so unwell?"

"It's not good. I know absolutely nothing about firearms, let alone how to use them. So I'm afraid I won't be able to get any food today," Mu Fan honestly admitted.

Upon hearing Mu Fan's frank confession, Yin Shuai, initially taken aback, suddenly felt his White Hair almost dance with excitement.

Pat your chest.

"Don't worry, to make sure my brothers don't go hungry, I'll take the first-place meal this time!"

Mu Fan looked at the White Hair with serious suspicion, who seemed unreliable no matter how he looked at him.

"Third row, come and collect it."

When it was Mu Fan's turn, a line of people stepped forward.

When the cool and lightweight Pulse Rifle was placed in his hand, Mu Fan found that the weapon was indeed very light; its weight of less than 20 kilograms posed almost no problem for them.

Now all the trainees are curious: now that they have the weapons, how will they last for 3 hours?

You could carry such a light weapon for three days without getting tired.

The fourth and fifth rows.

Soon all 100 people received their weapons.

"The energy magazine has been removed. The weapon in your hands is the latest ow76 Pulse Rifle currently in service with the Federation Army. You should feel honored, as very few people have the opportunity to handle this weapon."

Major Lin Hao took the lead and stepped forward.

Upon hearing his words, all the trainees looked excitedly at the weapons in their hands. What man doesn't love a gun?

Moreover, this gun sounds like an advanced individual weapon from the Federation.

"Everyone here, you were selected according to the standards for Army Reserve Officers. As soldiers, what you can rely on on the battlefield are your teammates and the weapons in your hands. If you get separated from your teammates, then your gun will be your hope for survival! Therefore, your understanding of the weapons in your hands and your level of coordination will greatly affect your survival rate on the battlefield."

The major paused, waiting for the hundred teenagers to process the information.

"The ow76 Pulse Rifle is all-weather adaptable and can maintain its firepower even in the worst conditions. Today's training is to have you hold this rifle level for 3 hours! This will be integrated into your daily training from now on! This rifle will be put away after the special training is over."

After listening to the major's words, many cadets lovingly stroked the exquisite rifle, their hands gripping the trigger, clearly feeling the crisp sound of their fingers pressing it.

But many more students looked surprised yet delighted!

It's that simple?

Haha, let alone 3 hours, 3 days is no problem!

Some people have even been seen grinning and posing with their guns in an awkward way.

The major looked at the group of teenagers with a cold smile and raised his hand.

A soldier immediately stepped forward, standing ramrod straight, holding his rifle horizontally, his posture appearing exceptionally strong and agile.

"See that? Make sure your posture is exactly like this. There will be instructors here to supervise. If you move out of place even once, you'll get a whipping. Trust me, it will hurt a lot."

A black pointer appeared in Lin Hao's hand at some point, crackling loudly as he swung it through the air.

Judging from the sound of the wind and the force of the blow, no one would doubt the pain of the whip striking the body.

But so what?

The trainees had spontaneously stood up straight, and Mu Fan, feeling a sense of novelty, also stood up straight with his gun in a proper manner.

"Very good. You have five minutes to adjust your posture. Once you've decided, you can't change it. Maintain it for three hours. One point will be deducted for each shake. Three hours is the maximum score. Points will be deducted based on the degree of deviation from the correct posture. If you don't maintain it for three hours, you'll get 0 points. The final score will be the average of all your Anti-Sun Exposure Physical Training during this special training period."

Soon a company of soldiers came out and helped each person adjust their posture.

Mu Fan's neck, the back of his head, and his back form a straight vertical line.

He held the Pulse Rifle horizontally, a posture that made him look like he might fire at any moment.

These hundred trainees were all far more capable than ordinary people. After five minutes, the major smiled and looked at the trainees with satisfaction.

"Very good, lads, the training officially begins now. Remember... no mistakes allowed!"

The boys, who had initially worn expressions of joy, began to change their expressions as they saw the major raise his right hand and beckon backward, accompanied by a series of clanging metal sounds.

Until... not a trace of joy remained.

Shi Sen, who came from a military family, stared at the two solid steel balls and the iron chain connecting them, his face stiffening.

This is quite different from what he knew about the training...

During normal training, a weight of 2 kilograms will hang below the muzzle of the gun.

Don't underestimate these 2 kilograms. Due to the leverage arm created by the length of the firearm itself, it would be very tiring for a normal person to maintain this posture for 10 minutes.

He was mentally prepared, so he didn't show a relaxed smile like the others.

but...

This Steel Ball Chain, which looks incredibly heavy, is simply outrageous!

The major's face broke into a mysterious smile again, but his voice remained icy and irresistible.

"Kids, your time to be tested has come. If you can't hold on, shout 'I'm not a man,' otherwise give up and I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life."

Even the usually confident Yin Shuai turned green with embarrassment.

With a thud, the tactical hook caught the standard 30kg steel ball.

Many people's guns tilted to the side.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Instantly, the supervising soldier next to him lashed out with his whip.

Ah~~~~~~~

The sounds rose and fell.

It wasn't a shooting after all!

Mu Fan's disappointed expression quickly faded, replaced by a fervent determination. With a sense of faith that others could not comprehend, Mu Fan stood ramrod straight, holding the Pulse Rifle without moving.

After holding the position for 5 minutes, someone's arm started shaking again.

Another lash!

Ah~~~~~~~

Ah! ~ Ah!

"Pfft, hahaha, I can't stand this noise." The White Hair Yin Shuai couldn't take it anymore and burst out laughing.

A whip lashed his buttocks hard.

Ah~

Yin Shuai's shout gave goosebumps to more than a dozen people nearby.

You're the one who screams the loudest!

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