39: Chapter 39 Yang Han is completely clueless

" Huff, huff. "

" Yang Han is just a damn freak. "

" Someone needs to call a biological research institute to grab him and dissect him to see how his body is made. "

Iron Fist Regiment, Sharpshooter Fourth Company.

The five-kilometer cross-country run with stones on their backs had just ended, and many veterans were cursing Yang Han with bloodshot eyes.

He wasn't just a freak.

He was a freak among freaks.

The expressions on the faces of these veterans had changed.

Originally, in the Sharpshooter Fourth Company, every year when new recruits joined, many veterans would see a common scene: the recruits' pathetic Physical Fitness and their atrocious Marksmanship.

But now, regarding the first point, Physical Fitness, they didn't see that.

Yang Han's Physical Fitness surpassed all these veterans.

Of course, aside from Yang Han, He Chenguang, Wang Yanbing, and Li Erniu were at the back of the pack, left far behind, but none of the veterans were paying attention to them.

Everyone's attention was captured by Yang Han.

Gong Jian walked over with a look of surprise on his face, his eyes flickering.

He glanced at his stopwatch; this time, the Speed at which the entire Sharpshooter Fourth Company completed the five-kilometer weighted cross-country run was the fastest ever.

It was comparable to when they did their own tests!

Yang Han, he was indeed somewhat useful.

After all, these veterans of the Fourth Company would naturally not be willing to accept being left far behind by a new recruit.

So, Yang Han had essentially spurred this group on.

" A greenhorn recruit digging out the potential of a bunch of old timers who have been in the service for two, three, or even five or six years? Who would believe that? "

Gong Jian couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He let the members of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company rest briefly for a moment.

After about ten minutes, everyone's Physical Fitness had mostly recovered.

Just then, they heard Gong Jian shout: " Sharpshooter Fourth Company, everyone! "

Swish, swish, swish.

All the veterans immediately stood at attention.

" Head to the shooting range. We are starting sniper rifle auxiliary training. "

" Yes! " the veterans replied in unison.

At this moment, a flash of brilliance crossed Su Guodong's eyes.

Marksmanship training was Su Guodong's top-tier specialty. In terms of Marksmanship, he could be called the best in the Sharpshooter Fourth Company, and naturally, he could also claim to be the best in the Iron Fist Regiment.

When competing against other companies, Su Guodong had taken first place many times and had been personally commended by Kang Lei; this was his honor.

Now, he had finally arrived at his, Su Guodong's, trump card domain.

" Yang Han... I don't believe you're better than me with a sniper rifle. " Su Guodong thought to himself.

The group arrived at the shooting range.

The Sharpshooter Fourth Company's shooting range was fundamentally different from the recruits' shooting range.

The recruits' range used rifles, while the Sharpshooter Fourth Company used sniper rifles.

The targets started at 600 meters, followed by 800, 1000, and 1200 meters, with 1200 meters being the limit.

" Everyone, show some spirit! "

Seeing the veterans looking like wilted leaves, Gong Jian shouted coldly: " Look at you all, a bunch of veterans, yet you're not even as good as a new recruit. You aren't even standing as straight as a new recruit. "

The veterans looked extremely aggrieved, their gazes turning toward Yang Han.

At this moment, Yang Han was standing straight as a pine, because he wasn't tired at all.

In contrast, the other veterans were so tired they were practically dying!

" Today, four new recruits have joined our company, " Gong Jian said. " Therefore, we are going to show them the daily training of a sniper. "

" What is most important for a sniper? "

" It's accuracy! "

" It's the judgment of bullets and wind Speed! "

" And since we snipers often operate in various environments, factors like wind Speed, air humidity, and so on will vary greatly. "

" Bring those targets over. " At Gong Jian's command, a few veterans went to bring over several dartboards.

He Chenguang looked confused at this sight. What was going on? Weren't they training with sniper rifles? Why bring over dartboards? It was puzzling.

Gong Jian said: " For the Sharpshooter Fourth Company's sniper training, we use darts! "

" That's right, it's just what you're thinking: using darts for target practice. "

" This has a huge impact on improving sniper rifle accuracy. "

" Which veteran will come up and demonstrate for them? " Gong Jian said.

Immediately, Su Guodong raised his hand and said excitedly: " Me, me! "

" Hmm, you come up. "

Gong Jian nodded. Su Guodong was a veteran of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company and was quite skilled at darts. Similarly, he was the strongest sniper in the Sharpshooter Fourth Company; no one could compete with him, and even he, the company commander, had to admire Su Guodong.

However, hadn't he heard that Su Guodong was beaten up earlier? He was coming out now, seemingly wanting to regain some of his face.

In the military, combat ability is very important. If one has been beaten up, it's clear that their prestige is gone. Su Guodong urgently needed to restore his prestige.

He Chenguang looked at Yang Han to the side and thought to himself: " I've been practicing this dart-throwing training since I was a child; my father even taught me personally... "

Yang Han was very strong in combat and Physical Fitness, but in this dart training, he was definitely far inferior to him.

Su Guodong suddenly said: " Company Commander, I want to challenge the five-meter target. "

" Five meters? Your ambitions are a bit high, kid, " Gong Jian said in surprise. " To challenge a target five meters away? That's not easy. "

Su Guodong was very proud: " Company Commander, it's not like you don't know my strength. If I say I can do it, I definitely can. "

" Fine, then as you wish. " Gong Jian smiled slightly and had someone adjust the target to five meters.

Just then, He Chenguang stepped forward: " Company Commander, I also want to go up and try. "

" Hmm? " Gong Jian paused, then said: " The two of you are competing, right? Fine, then go ahead and have a good competition. "

He Chenguang went up with great confidence; he believed he could also achieve a good result.

Afterwards, Gong Jian's gaze turned to Yang Han, and he thought to himself: " Yang Han's Physical Fitness and combat skills are very strong, but this dart training really tests experience too much; he probably won't be able to do it. "