Seventeen Shots

  "He's not going to die from this wound." Li Jiaye checked Yang Bo's pulse.

  Ye Ren pinched Yang Bo's Renzhong acupoint with force.

  Yang Bo suddenly sat up from the ground.

  "What's wrong? What's wrong? What happened?"

  Yang Bo looked at the people around him with a bewildered expression and said.

  A few people look at me, I look at you, can only express extreme helplessness.

  Fortunately, Rayford didn't arrange anything else and just gathered the team to head to the cafeteria.

  When this group of new recruits appeared at the entrance of the cafeteria again, they no longer had the majestic and heroic appearance they had when they rushed to the cafeteria at noon.

  The dinner and lunch in the cafeteria are simply worlds apart - steamed buns and plain rice porridge.

  The aftereffect of seasickness in the afternoon and the memory of the milky vomit in the cabin made the new recruits feel nauseous at the sight of plain rice porridge.

  But no one thought that this miserable dinner was just the beginning of a nightmare.

  "Yè Rén! Yè Rén!"

  Ren Liang lay on the bed with a faint musty smell and shouted in a low voice to Ye Ren who was sleeping on the upper bunk.

  "What's wrong?"

  Ye Ren didn't fall asleep.

  Afternoon was exhausted, evening only ate a few mouthfuls of steamed buns, naturally now is hungry can't sleep.

  "I can't sleep! I'm hungry!"

  "I'm hungry too."

  "We're all hungry."

  It turned out that many people in the class had not fallen asleep. Nobody had eaten much for dinner, so everyone was hungry.

  Suddenly, there was a sound of boots treading on the floor outside the door.

  Everyone quickly closed their mouths and eyes, pretending to be asleep.

  The footsteps stopped at the door for a moment and then walked away.

  "Damn it, sentinel, watching like a thief." Zhang Guanlin said, lifting up his quilt.

  Shi Nanfeng suddenly lifted up the quilt and sat up in bed.

  "What are you doing?"

  Ye Ren was startled by this sudden move.

  "Grandma bear, I'm starving, I'll go find something to eat."

  "Are you crazy? Where are you going to find food in the middle of the night? And don't you know that Ge Shengjie is on duty at this hour?" Li Jiaye said, poking his head out from the top bunk and speaking to Shi Nanfeng.

  "Then I'll go and kill him first."

  "Alright, alright, alright, why don't you just let Yang Bo give you a few sausages instead? Don't look for trouble in the middle of the night." Ye Ren called out to Shi Nanfeng who was putting on his shoes.

  "That's right, Yang Bo has food, why bother looking for trouble." Huang Junchen also said.

  "Yang Bo! Yang Bo!" Ye Ren called out in a low voice.

  "What's up?"

  "Contribute your sausage, we're all starving."

  "What? No... no... that won't do!"

  Yang Bo heard everyone eyeing his sausage, and immediately took advantage of his physical strength. He flipped over onto the bed, grabbed the bed frame, and was afraid that others would come up and snatch the sausage he had hidden under the quilt. He didn't even notice that the bedding had fallen to the ground.

  "Don't be so stingy, we're all brothers in the same trench."

  "Never mind, never mind, don't bother him anymore, he can barely feed himself."

  Li Jiaye helped Yang Bo out of trouble on one side.

  "It's just that I don't even have enough for myself."

  Yang Bo said, stretching out his hand and pulling out a sausage from under the quilt, and began to eat it with relish.

  This scene made several other people swallow their saliva nonstop.

  Ren Liang was constantly licking his own lips, and the crowd who had no appetite for dinner now knew the severity of hunger.

  "Yang Bo, can you give me two of them?"

  Ren Liang was really hungry and had no choice but to ask Yang Bo for help.

  "Yang Bo, just take it out, we can buy again tomorrow." Huang Junji also said.

  "Buy? Where can we buy?" Yang Bo said, "Forget it, since I'm a good person, let's all eat together."

  Yang Bo was never a stingy person, he just made a joke.

  As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the house gathered around Yang Bo's bed.

  ……

  The dawn had just broken when the emergency assembly call sounded.

  Spitting out the toothpaste foam, the new recruits wiped their faces with water and rushed downstairs. Lei Bao was waiting downstairs, holding a 95-style assault rifle in his hand.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  The new recruits had just gathered when Lei Bao pulled the trigger, and thirty bullets were fired in succession. The sound of gunfire shook the hearts of the new recruits.

  "Are you awake from your nap?" Lei Bao asked.

  "Wake up!"

  The new recruits answered loudly.

  "Alright, let's have a morning exercise, five kilometers of cross-country running." Lei Bao looked at the spirited new recruits.

  The mental state of new recruits is obviously different from yesterday's.

  Every new recruit knew from yesterday's experience that this was a place specifically designed to torment people, and escape was impossible. Moreover, it was clear that in front of Lei Bao, doing well was the only way out.

  "Running five kilometers on an empty stomach will lead to low blood sugar," said Li Jiaye.

  "Right, I just remembered something." Lei Bao didn't give the order to depart. "You've all just arrived and I don't know you well yet. Today will be a test. After the 5km cross-country run, there will be live-fire shooting. The one with the best score will be the team leader. Depart!"

  The waves slowly rushed onto the beach, and the sun slowly lifted its head from the sea level.

  The assault backpack maintains the wartime standard configuration, carrying standard combat equipment and living supplies, with more than a dozen magazines in the tactical vest outside the bulletproof jacket, all of which are fully loaded with 5.8mm live ammunition.

  Soldiers ran under the shining of the morning sun, leaving a string of solid footprints on the beach.

  "Come on, let's sing a song!"

  Leopard shouted as he ran towards the new recruits.

  "Yes!"

  "Army of the army, steel of the steel, we are the hot-blooded sons of the motherland. Bayonet unsheathed, shell loaded, just waiting for the charge to sound. In the waves, we can endure hardship; on the shore, we can fight a battle. Unstoppable as the tide, the flag of the naval infantry, only advances forward."

  The military song is loud and clear, a group of young soldiers with inch-long hair on the beach are splashing their youthful vitality in the morning sun.

  The five-kilometer distance is not considered long, which is the distance from the garrison to the shooting range. After the training of the new recruits' company, running five kilometers is not a particularly difficult task for the new recruits.

  This distance, Leopardo had already measured it countless times.

  Ye Ren's five-kilometer record has always been excellent, which is closely related to his martial arts training since childhood.

  But today, yesterday's experience had a serious impact on the new recruits' state of mind. As they ran, their formation gradually fell apart and became disorganized.

  Ye Ren was maintaining a good rhythm while running, but Ge Shengjie suddenly overtook him.

  Ge Shengjie looked at Ye Ren with a provocative gaze in his eyes.

  Ye Ren didn't mean to entangle with him, Ye Ren wasn't a person who liked confrontation.

  "The captain must be mine!" Ge Shengjie said to Ye Ren.

  After finishing speaking, Ge Shengjie accelerated and ran forward.

  Ye Ren didn't take a shortcut and ran at his own pace.

  Shi Nanfeng also rushed up at this time.

  "The old man had to run him to death."

  Shi Nanfeng let out a loud roar and accelerated, chasing after Ge Senjie's back.

  But Ye Ren could see that Shi Nanfeng had already exhausted himself like a dog.

  ……

  "My stomach is cramping up, I'm so hungry!" Yang Bo said to the others.

  "Endure it." Ye Ren checked his weapon in hand.

  The comrades in the neighboring dormitory have already gone up and started fighting, with constant gunfire ringing out.

  Kosuke was checking his own weapon alone on one side.

  "Ye Ren, here we have no one but you who can compete with him." Li Jiaye said to Ye Ren.

  In the new recruit regiment, although they didn't know each other, Ye Ren and Ge Shengjie's names had already spread.

  Ye Ren and Ge Shengjie scored a hundred rings in their first live ammunition shooting as new recruits.

  Behind the hill of the shooting range, Yan Guozhang, the commander of the Dagger Hero Brigade, and his chief of staff, Liang Zhengxi, are observing this shooting exercise.

  "My captain has been decided."

  Before walking onto the shooting position, Ge Shengjie said to Ye Ren.

  Ye Ren and Ge Shengjie exchanged a glance, with flames of war burning fiercely in Ge's eyes.

  Ye Ren just smiled slightly.

  Ye Ren didn't have any thoughts about the team captain position, and the shape of the 95-style rifle wasn't his favorite design either. Maybe he would even lose to Ge Shengjie, who knows.

  Why bother fighting for these? We are all comrades in the same trench, and we will still have to go through life and death together in the future. Infighting is not a good omen.

  Although it was a class shooting together, apparently, the focus of this shooting was the confrontation between Ye Ren and Ge Shengjie.

  As a seasoned instructor who has trained many new recruits, Leopold was not surprised by this, but having heard of Ye Ren and Ge Shengjie's marksmanship, he was also curious to see how these two new recruits would perform. After all, competition among new recruits is common, but it's rare for someone to come in and hit a hundred rings right away. There are many who have been soldiers their whole lives and never achieved this feat.

  Even now, the assessment standards for troops are based on actual combat, with a 100-meter rifle target, ten rounds of ammunition, and regardless of kneeling, standing, or prone position, ten rounds of ammunition with five hits being qualified, eight hits being good, and ten hits being excellent. However, soldiers still habitually compare each other's ring numbers as a measure of accurate shooting.

  Gunfire rang out one after another, and the soldiers began firing in succession.

  Ge Xianjie took a glance at Ye Ren who was focusing on aiming, then pulled the trigger.

  Kazuki's shooting speed is extremely fast, almost like a continuous barrage of shots.

  Ye Ren's shooting pause was very obvious.

  Before long, ten bullets were fired.

  The results of the shooting target were also transmitted in real time to Lei Bao through the walkie-talkie.

  Ge Sainai and Ye Ren both hit the target ten times, but unexpectedly, in terms of ring count, Ye Ren scored 100 rings, while Ge Sainai only scored 48 rings.

  This result also surprised everyone.

  "Bring over the target paper, I want to test the target." Lei Bao said to the walkie-talkie.

  Obviously, as a veteran, judging from experience, someone who can hit the human-shaped target with ten shots and get only 48 rings is quite strange.

  The target paper was quickly taken away, and Lei Bao and the new recruits all took a cold breath.

  Ye Ren's slow-fire shots were all concentrated within the small circle of the 10-ring, while Ge Shengjie's rapid-fire bullets hit the chest and right shoulder of the half-body human target, scoring 48 rings. The remaining bullets were all concentrated on the forehead of the human target.

  "Ye Ren won! Ye Ren won!"

  Someone in the crowd exclaimed with joy.

  People in the same dormitory are also very happy, Ye Ren's shooting is really too wonderful.