8: Chapter 8 Overtraining?

After a session of training.

Gong Jian said, "Boys, get up first."

The recruits stood up with puzzled expressions and looked behind them, discovering many soldiers standing there carrying sniper rifles. Furthermore, their aura looked different, as if they were people who had experienced actual combat!

Immediately, many recruits looked solemn, their eyes filled with respect.

Yang Han glanced at them and thought to himself, "These must be the people from the Sharpshooter Fourth Company, right? They look pretty good."

At the same time, Yang Han checked his emotion points. He had just scored 100 rings, so naturally, he had harvested quite a few emotion points again.

Now, his emotion points had reached 960.

This number made Yang Han very excited.

Because he thought, if he added all these emotion points to his Rifle Ability, he could transform and stand shoulder-to-shoulder with these veterans of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company.

At this moment, Gong Jian had a serious expression and said to everyone, "Do you know what these people behind me are?"

The recruits looked at each other, none of them able to answer. Even He Chenguang didn't know; although he came from a military family, it was impossible for him to know every single unit clearly.

Gong Jian was slightly disappointed.

This group of recruits had volunteered, knowing they were coming to the Iron Fist Regiment, yet no one had done their homework.

Not even knowing the ace company of the Iron Fist Regiment made Gong Jian feel a bit emotional.

He believed that one very important thing for a soldier was honor.

And behind him was the ace company with the longest history and the most honors in the Iron Fist Regiment, which even had quite a reputation throughout the entire Southeast.

Just as Gong Jian was about to speak, a loud voice rang out again.

"Sharpshooter Fourth Company!"

It was Yang Han. He had a resolute expression, took a step forward, and said, "They are carrying sniper rifles and are veterans. Before I came, I learned about the glorious history of the Iron Fist Regiment, and there is a legendary company here, which is the Sharpshooter Fourth Company."

Once these words were spoken, the gazes of the recruits turned toward him, all filled with surprise.

He Chenguang's face darkened. He was a descendant whose father and grandfather were both soldiers, yet he didn't know, while this Yang Han actually did?

After these few days of contact, He Chenguang already knew Yang Han's identity; he was just a rich second generation.

How would he know these things?

Of course, this curiosity and confusion were exactly what Yang Han needed.

emotion points +10+10+10+10...

Yang Han was secretly thrilled inside.

Old Hei also had surprise in his eyes. Gong Jian's gaze was like a torch as he stared at Yang Han and said, "Oh? You know about the Sharpshooter Fourth Company? Then tell me, how much do you know about the Sharpshooter Fourth Company?"

Saying this, a playful smile appeared on Gong Jian's face.

Knowing about the Sharpshooter Fourth Company wasn't anything amazing; after all, the Sharpshooter Fourth Company was very famous, and one could find out just by looking it up or asking a little.

But not everyone knew the glorious history of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company.

A faint smile suddenly appeared on Yang Han's face. This was truly a coincidence, because he had previously looked up information about the Sharpshooter Fourth Company online!

"The Sharpshooter Fourth Company was founded during the War of Resistance. It is a powerful company with a glorious history... In the subsequent major wars, the presence of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company was always there, very prominent."

"The Sharpshooter Fourth Company has received many commendations, such as the Model Consolidation Company, Model Discipline Company, etc., and has produced many heroes!" Yang Han recited the full names of those heroes one by one.

Yang Han introduced the Sharpshooter Fourth Company in a series of statements, and many recruits listened attentively.

He spoke for over a minute, detailing the Sharpshooter Fourth Company from its founding, the wars it went through in the middle period, the great merits it achieved, and the great heroes it produced. Many recruits were dumbfounded; some of them even wondered if Yang Han was making it up on the spot, as he knew it so clearly?

A look of shock appeared in the eyes of Old Hei and Gong Jian.

Yang Han's understanding of the Fourth Company was actually so extensive that it made them look at him with new eyes!

Gong Jian was even more speechless. He had wanted to test Yang Han and make him make a fool of himself, but now he realized that he was the clown. Yang Han had studied the Sharpshooter Fourth Company; otherwise, how could he know so much?

The surprise of everyone, of course, brought Yang Han quite a few emotion points. Now, the total amount of emotion points had reached 1230.

Gong Jian's expression became solemn: "You have certainly done quite a bit of research!"

"That goes without saying." Yang Han said with a smile, "The Sharpshooter Fourth Company is the ace company of the Iron Fist Regiment. As a recruit, I naturally want to join it!"

The veterans of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company behind Gong Jian also turned their gazes, staring at Yang Han.

The people of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company were all strong, and this person was eloquent, but he didn't seem like a strong person.

Some veterans snorted coldly, seemingly disdainful of Yang Han. In their eyes, unless Yang Han demonstrated his strength, they would not approve.

Gong Jian spoke up: "Having this ambition is very good!"

"In fact, after three months of training, you will be assigned to companies, and the Sharpshooter Fourth Company is the ace of the Iron Fist Regiment; only the strong can enter it!"

When these words were spoken, many recruits' hearts lifted, and they watched with burning gazes.

They wanted to be strong, so naturally they wanted to join the Sharpshooter Fourth Company.

"However, at present, there are only two who are qualified to join the Fourth Company."

Gong Jian suddenly smiled slightly and pointed at Yang Han and He Chenguang. Clearly, he had seen the performance of these two people.

Many recruits looked at these two, secretly cheering themselves on in their hearts. Their competitive spirit had been ignited, and they also wanted to be valued by Gong Jian just like Yang Han and He Chenguang.

At this moment, joining the Sharpshooter Fourth Company had become a glorious and sacred thing.

This was exactly what Gong Jian wanted. Gong Jian smiled slightly: "Alright, that's enough for today. There's nothing else, just keep working hard on your training!"

"Continue with the Marksmanship training."

Upon the order, the recruits were full of energy and lay back down to start target practice.

Gong Jian called Old Hei over and asked in a low voice, "How is He Chenguang's Marksmanship?"

Old Hei nodded: "Very strong, he has hit quite a few 100 rings."

Gong Jian's face showed slight emotion: "Hmm, not bad. He is a reserve candidate for the Sharpshooter Fourth Company. His file says he has a high talent for firearms. Such a person, of course, must join the Sharpshooter Fourth Company."

"What about Yang Han?"

"Yang Han..." Old Hei couldn't help but sigh: "I can only say that he is not weaker than He Chenguang and can also hit many 100 rings!"

Saying this, a look of emotion appeared in Gong Jian's eyes.

Yang Han had given Gong Jian and Old Hei plenty of shocks in Physical Fitness training, leading them to believe that he was a natural monster of Physical Fitness, extremely suitable to be an army soldier.

Now, they were also saying his Marksmanship was very accurate. With both of these abilities being so strong, he was simply a genius.

"He's actually that amazing?"

Gong Jian was surprised: "He is simply a talent worth molding! However, He Chenguang is not only good with the rifle; it is said that his sniper rifle skills are also very strong, but since he hasn't joined the Sharpshooter Fourth Company yet, it's hard to test."

Old Hei nodded.

Training continued as usual.

Yang Han's Rifle Ability brought quite a lot of surprise to everyone; he was indeed quite capable.

It also made some people despair. Strong in Physical Fitness, and his Marksmanship talent was not weak either; this was the rhythm of someone destined to be a Special Forces soldier!

These few days of training had come to an end again.

Many recruits were complaining in the dormitory. It wasn't because they were tired, but because their bodies had endured so much high-intensity training, making many of them feel quite uncomfortable.

At night.

Wang Yanbing wobbled, limping out of the dormitory, and sat on the steps outside the door, grimacing in pain, hissing sounds coming from his mouth.

His waist was very sore and painful!

"Damn it, I haven't got kidney deficiency, have I? Damn... My waist has been hurting like hell these past few days; it feels like it's about to be ruined!" Wang Yanbing thought to himself.

As for the matter of kidney deficiency, which man would accept that? He certainly wouldn't accept it even more.

But his waist hurt so badly that for the past two days he had even thought about just quitting training directly, as it seriously affected his training.

"This is killing me. If it continues like this, what am I going to do?!" Wang Yanbing was very unwilling. He knew that if he continued to train like this, his body would probably be ruined.

At this moment, Yang Han had just finished using the restroom and saw Wang Yanbing over there grimacing, holding his waist, looking extremely uncomfortable.