Chapter Thirty-One: A Test of Skill (Part One)

  "How come you don't recognize me after just one year of not seeing each other?" Seeing familiar face Xiao Shuai was very happy.

  "Thanks Big Foot, is that you little kid?" Duan Ge punched a fist on Xie Xiao Shuai's shoulder, the force was still a bit strong.

  Xie Xiaoshuai winced in pain, gritting his teeth to retort: "Duan Ge, I'm already this old, why are you still calling me by my childhood name? And what's with the excessive force? Am I your enemy or something?"

  "You still have the nerve, last time during the exercise you cut off Eagle's head, and Eagle went back to deal with those brothers, increasing the training intensity by nearly double. Every day he's been sulking, looking at no one in the eye, for almost a week nobody dared to go up and talk to him." Duan Ge turned around and walked into the room.

  "That stubborn old man, still the same. If he's not satisfied with something, he'll definitely vent his anger on others. I'm worried about what will happen to those brothers." Xie Xiaoshuai closed the door and sat down on the bed.

  "But anyway, you've done a great job, your achievements have caused quite a stir. The military district chief even mentioned you at the summary meeting and expressed his appreciation. Actually, we older brothers who have known Eagle Head for a long time all know that he wasn't angry because you beat him. Every time he mentions you, haven't you seen how proud he looks? He's actually upset because during the two years he was away from Bald Eagle Squad, the team's training hasn't been as strict as before and no outstanding talents have emerged." Duan Ge looked at Xie Xiao Shuai with some comfort.

  "Haha! Just good luck, I have a group of good brothers." Xie Xiaoshuai scratched his head.

  "Don't be so smug, kid. Last time was just a coincidence that I happened to be leading the team to participate in the International Brave Warrior School training. Otherwise, would you have had it easy?"

  "That was you who personally taught me how to shoot a gun, all my skills were learned from you, can I be your opponent?"

  "Alright, stop being poor, this time I'm going to have a good comparison with you, see how much you've grown? Can you surpass me, your master?" Duan Ge stood up, the intention of sending off guests was very clear.

  "Alright, I'll head back first. Let's try it out and then we can have a good chat later." Xie Xiao Shuai stood up and walked out the door, returning to his own room.

  The special warfare detachments from other military regions also arrived one after another, and in the evening they were gathered together for a grand welcome banquet.

  Everyone who comes here is the top of special forces from various military regions, each and every one of them is proud and arrogant, no one takes the initiative to talk to people from other teams, and no one yields to anyone.

  The organizer announced the content of this competition, including: various firearms shooting, driving of various vehicles, battlefield first aid, defusing homemade bombs, intelligence reconnaissance, and team tactical coordination.

  Competition rules: Each event sends one or two players to participate. Each player cannot exceed three events, that is, one person can participate in at most two events.

  This is different from special forces, because the members of special operations teams are basically all-around players. Some people have their own specialties, but they also need to be proficient in other positions and can switch with each other at any time.

  What's the rule? The desert fox squad is depressed, this is completely different from their daily training routine. The organizer arranged it like this, revealing a hint of abnormality.

  The next day, shooting range training.

  Various firearms were placed on the long table, short and long, with a variety of patterns. Tian Kai announced the rules: only the host's provided weapons can be used, but the weapons have not been calibrated, and the results will be judged comprehensively based on time and accuracy.

  In order of arrival, the first one is Bald Eagle Squadron. The candidates they sent are Duan Ge and another team member.

  The first major project: a 20-meter moving handgun target, the target flies up randomly, with a total of ten, requiring shooting while moving, and missing civilians will cancel the score.

  At the judge's command, the two men started rushing forward, and every five meters, a target would pop up. Just looking at their hands rising with guns firing, they seized the gun and hit the bandit's head, not one missed, and one person knocked down ten targets in just nine seconds.

  From this, it can be seen that excellent special soldiers, when shooting, do not rely on aiming at all, but what? It relies on feeling, the feeling of unity between man and gun.

  The second group of Sha Fox team was played by Xie Xiaoshuai and Wang Jizhen, with a score of 9 seconds, the same as the Bald Eagle team, also 9 seconds out.

  Then members from other military regions took turns to perform, and everyone's time was basically the same, which shows that their basic skills were in place, and they were all masters among masters.

  The next events were the micro-impact shooting, automatic rifle shooting and squad machine gun shooting. The scores remained close, with everyone's shooting level on the same starting line.

  The last project, sniper rifle shooting. The difficulty is relatively high, shooting flying targets. A small target plane pulls a string of balloons, spinning and advancing at a height of 100 meters at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour.

  Here is the translation:

  Now, the gap has emerged. The other member of the Bald Eagle team missed the first shot and also missed the second shot. The uncalibrated sniper rifle brought great trouble to the team members. It wasn't until the third shot that they found the rhythm and started hitting the target, with a final score of 58 seconds and 8 shots on target. Duan Ge's shooting level is indeed very high, using only 40 seconds and hitting all 10 targets.

  Xie Xiaoshuai and Wang Jizhen observed secretly, both of them found the rule and knew the approximate deviation of the sniper rifle's trajectory, full of confidence.

  It's Xie Xiaoshuai's turn to take the stage, he and Duan Ge are evenly matched, with identical scores, worthy of being master and apprentice. This is relatively easy for Wang Jizhen, the shooting speed is so fast that it's astonishing, using only 34 seconds, all 10 shots hit, and the Sand Fox team's score suddenly pulls away from everyone else.

  However, the results of the participating personnel were not so ideal, with a maximum of four missed targets, and the time difference was not significant. After the shooting competition, the Desert Fox team temporarily ranked first.

  At this point, the other special forces members immediately put away their pride and knew that this was a showdown between masters, they couldn't be careless. Having lost this round, they prepared to regain face in the next event.

  After lunch, the afternoon's competition events were driving various vehicles.

  Everyone came to the playground and saw that there were two-wheeled motorcycles, three-wheeled motorcycles, four-wheeled motorcycles, jeeps, assault vehicles, parachutes, small propeller planes, small helicopters, armed helicopters, all lined up in a long dragon shape, only missing jet fighters.

  However, these are all the same subjects that everyone has learned, but the rules of the competition are to drive all traffic vehicles through a dedicated venue set by the organizer and record the results according to the time used.

  This time, the first-place winner, Sha Hu Xiao Dui, took the stage first, with Li Gang taking the lead. He walked out a few steps and didn't forget to turn his head back to glance at Cai Hua She, smiling smugly, implying: "Watch my performance, this is my strong suit." The result was a cold stare from Comrade Cai Hua She, and Li Gang sulkily turned his head towards the arena, clenching his fists tightly, ready to bring out his signature move to impress the beauty.

  As soon as the kid sat on the motorcycle, he turned the throttle all the way down, as if the motorcycle had a deep hatred for him. In the midst of the engine's sharp and piercing roar, the tires spun wildly on the ground for several laps, spewing out large amounts of white smoke and pungent smells, but the tires quickly gripped the ground again and shot out violently.