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Chapter 228: Zhang Ting is a dog

Chen Feng directly glanced at his personal attributes, and his experience value had reached 280, which had exceeded one-third!

"If I come here a few more times, wouldn't I be able to upgrade again?"

Chen Feng is very satisfied!

He was satisfied, and the regiment commander Liu Chuanming was also very satisfied.

This is the strongest sniper he has ever seen since he became the leader of the mobile team!

Liu Chuanming turned to Li Xiang and said, "After the training is over, we will report to the regiment armory. In addition, Chen Feng will go to the regiment to collect 100 12.7mm bullets every day for special training. This gun will be left to him for safekeeping in the future."

Li Xiang stood up and said, "Yes, the leader!"

This is the only 10-type heavy sniper in the regiment. It fell into the Special Service Company. It is the honor of his entire company, and he, the company commander, also benefited from it.

According to the leader's opinion, Chen Feng will be the only heavy sniper sharpshooter in the group from now on.

This kid did not disappoint himself!

When the others heard the group leader’s decision, they all looked at Chen Feng enviously.

This is a 10-style heavy sniper. Men's favorite is much better than the 95-style they use.

Compared to them, let alone Type 10, there are limited opportunities for 88 snipers to touch.

Xiao Yunjie looked envious and whispered: "It's so awesome. I guess it's better than the Cheetah Commando. If I had this kind of game, it would be worth it for the rest of my life."

Yan Poyue clenched his fists and said, "It's useless to envy. As long as we keep getting stronger, we will definitely be like him in the future."

Xiao Yunjie smiled bitterly and muttered softly: "Is this a pervert, like him? Dream about it."

After Liu Chuanming gave a few words, he took the people away.

Not long after he left, the cell phone in his pocket rang. He took it out and saw that it was called by Team Zhang of the Armed Police Brigade, so he answered the phone.

"Hello."

"Captain Liu, I am Team Zhang of the Armed Police Brigade. I have to trouble you again this time. The people from the Red Scorpion Group appeared again. They controlled a village and selected personnel for special training. Because the geographical location is quite special, we need the assistance of a heavy sniper. Can you send someone over there? By the way, I think that Chen Feng is good."

Team Zhang explained the situation straight to the point and directly pointed out Chen Feng's name.

After all, Chen Feng impressed him so deeply that he almost felt that this guy was omnipotent.

"Chen Feng?"

Liu Chuanming's heart skipped a beat.

"Is Zhang Ting a dog? Chen Feng just took the 10th-type heavy sniper and performed a terrifying marksmanship. He sniped at a distance of 2,000 meters, and hit all five targets. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a sharpshooter. If he is placed in the special forces, he will not give in too much, but how did he know?"

"I'm afraid that this talent that Chen Feng showed was only known to the whole group today, so why did it reach his ears?"

"This guy is the right-hand man of Deputy Director Ding. Many of the personnel in the regiment have to go to the front-line armed police brigade. This relationship must be done well. If you can cooperate, you must cooperate. It is not impossible to let Chen Feng go."

Liu Chuanming thought for a while and said, "Captain Zhang, Comrade Chen Feng is good. He is indeed a sniper. Let's do this. If you need his support, send someone to pick him up. You must protect his safety. No accidents occur. His identity is quite special."

Team Zhang on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and they all said, "Liu Tuan, Chen Feng has a special identity? Isn't he a comrade in the kitchen team?"

"This... the kitchen team can't be special? In short, protect him safely." Liu Chuanming didn't explain much. If Chen Feng is a five-star top secret identity and the highest level of identity in China, can you believe it?

Anyway, I can't explain it clearly, let Team Zhang guess, he is also a dog.

"Okay, I must have the best protection measures." Team Zhang didn't ask so much, as long as he was willing to lend someone.

This kid Chen Feng has a flexible mind, many tricks, and good skills. With him to help him, Team Zhang is more confident.

"That's it. If you have any situation, please contact us at any time."

"Thank you, Liu Tuan supports our work."

"It should."

After Liu Chuanming hung up the phone, he took a deep breath.

"Chen Feng's identity is special, but first of all, he is a soldier. He will face danger sooner or later. Now he is the only heavy sniper sharpshooter in the entire regiment. If he doesn't go on this time, who else can go on? The soldier wants to defend his country and rush to the front line."

Liu Chuanming thought for a moment and then firmly decided on his decision.

With Chen Feng's current performance, when the Cheetah Commando starts to select, he will definitely target him. With this kid's personality, he will most likely want to go there, so it will be a matter of time before he becomes a member of the Cheetah Commando.

Now he is just participating in various practical battles in advance, which is also of great help to him.

At this moment, Chen Feng didn't know that he had been thinking about Team Zhang and was still conducting deeper training.

After all, this is a Type 10 heavy sniper. Even if Chen Feng has the talent for ss shooting, shooting this kind of gun also requires a running-in process to be more handy, such as jumping up to sniper, sniping at a distance of 3,000 meters away.

These all require further training, and if you rely solely on the ss shooting talent, the probability of hitting is only 90%, not 100%. Chen Feng must need to train hard to make up for this 10% deviation.

Bang bang bang...

Heavy gunfire kept ringing in the shooting range, giving people the feeling of being fired, covering up the other gunfires.

Yan Poyue and others used Type 95 in training, and compared with Type 10, gunshots are nothing.

The soldiers who were conducting shooting training looked at the smoke rising from Chen Feng with confusion, and the sound of hitting the target 2,000 meters away from his ears kept coming from his ears.

"The Leopard God is so awesome. It's 2,000 meters away. When you stand and shoot, you can still hit the target. Are those bullets with eyes? "

"Hey, I can't continue the fight anymore. Why do we feel like we are all living to dogs?"

"We train shooting every day, and the leopard god cooks every day. I haven't touched the gun a few times, and I can beat it like this. What are we?"

"It's so shocking!"

Of course, Zhou Zijian didn't forget to squeeze Yan Poyue, and whistled at Yan Poyue, saying, "Yan Poyue, the deputy of the class also came from the kitchen team, you also came from the kitchen team, why is the gap so big?"

Yan Poyue's face darkened and said, "It's boring to compare with others, but it's interesting to compare with myself yesterday."

"Tsk!" Zhou Zijian snorted.

Xiao Yunjie looked at Yan Poyue in surprise, showed a smile, and said happily: "Yanzi, have you finally figured it out? That's great!"

Yan Poyue nodded.
Chapter completed!
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