The training base's schedule was packed tight.
Yang Jian had only just finished listening to one of Professor Bai's lectures. Before he could even warm his seat, one of the base's instructors dragged him to the shooting range to practice firearm shooting and the use of some basic weapons.
They did not need to become proficient, only learn how to use them.
After all, many of them had never touched a firearm in their lives. Yet once they took office, they would be issued guns, so this sort of course was indeed important.
By evening, some people were already exhausted.
But this was only the first day. Tomorrow's schedule would be just as packed. It did not do much for Yang Jian, but for newcomers, these courses were indeed important. They could quickly turn an ordinary person into a person in charge with some professional knowledge and ability.
Though it did feel somewhat like rushing ducks onto the perch, they could not demand too much in such extraordinary times.
"Yang Jian, aren't you going to rest?" At the shooting range, Zhang Lei watched Yang Jian mechanically reload his ammunition, holding a pistol in one hand.
A rapid series of gunshots rang out. His arm did not tremble in the slightest, and every bullet struck the bullseye in the distance.
"Since I'm here, I might as well have some fun. I can rest whenever I want."
Yang Jian glanced at the two crates of ammunition beside him. "I'm planning to shoot pistols until dawn. Interested in joining me?"
There was no limit on ammunition supplies. As long as one had the stamina and focus, every trainee could keep practicing here indefinitely.
"I'm not very interested in this. This kind of training won't be much help in handling supernatural incidents. I care