Zhang Shidong held a gun casually and carried it on his shoulder. He pointed at the forest thousands of meters away: "I will fight you three hundred people alone, and I will deal with you in one hour."

He was filled with righteous indignation, crazy, angry, and had no intention of eating. He was full of punishment for Zhang Shidong and wanted to shut up this turtle grandson.

"The timing starts in fifteen minutes."

Zhang Shidong squatted down and held the gun that was not good. He touched his hand and heard a clattering sound. A gun was disassembled, which made some people look forward to this bragging man in their hearts.

Three hundred bullets, one hand assembles the gun and the other hand fills the bullets. After all the five magazines are filled, the remaining bullets are hung on the body with hanging belts. Four minutes have passed, and 300 people there have been running and set off.

After adjusting, Zhang Shidong smiled at Wang Xijin and Xue Jianjun, lowered his body and rushed towards the distance.

Many people knew in their minds that this guy was really capable, not blowing it out. He ran a speed of 1,000 meters for four minutes. When he reached the foot of the mountain, he chased him up and whistled, Zhang Shidong first got into the forest.

Wang Xijin took everyone to the foot of the mountain to watch the battle on the spot. The signals in the battle command car were drawn out. The large screen was hung in the car where the leaders were sitting. If you looked out the window, you could see the mountains and forests. You could see the pictures taken by the monitoring equipment in the forest switched by professionals. Three hundred people entered the mountains and forests very professionally according to the specific search team.

There was no pause and no familiarity with the terrain, as if the group charged to the shooting range. The trigger gun was directly pulled, accompanied by a stream of signal smoke. People who stepped into the forest were "shot dead".

The gunshots never stopped. If someone listened carefully, they could tell the messy cover shooting while shooting at one side, and the regular point shooting. According to the rhythm of his initial 300 bullets, it was obvious that one bullet would be wiped out.

An hour was spent with gunfire, and the entire surveillance system did not capture all Zhang Shidong at once, but occasionally there was a comprehensive coverage of the area without dead corners. You could see a flash of figures, and all the shooting was completed in irregular and fast movements. When you heard the gunshot to determine the location of the gunfire, Zhang Shidong was at least twenty meters away from his position just now. All obstacles in the entire mountain forest did not become his obstacles, but instead became his most effective protective magic weapon.

Fifty-three minutes later, the gunshot stopped. Half of the three hundred people left the forest, and half were really unwilling to give up. My corpse could also stand here. I want to see how you moved. Unexpectedly, the remaining corpse was busy for a long time and did not see Zhang Shidong. It was like the entire mountain forest was covered with countless dark guns, and seeing three hundred people coming in and starting to scatter, the three hundred people were knocked down and didn't even see the figure of others.

Depressed, unwilling to believe it.

In the command car, Wang Xijin stared at her eyes and didn't move, as if she wanted to find a little image in the surveillance equipment. Xue Jianjun on the side looked as if he was right, while Wang Ziyan was full of facing idols and ran out of the car early to prepare for the hero's return.

"Can you hear me?"

Suddenly, Zhang Shidong's voice came from the public amplification channel in the exercise area, and everyone could clearly hear what he was saying.

Did he bring this kind of equipment when he entered? No.

Among the 300 people who were "shot" and no one wore this kind of equipment that could be used with public amplification channels. How did he get it?

"General Xue, please expand the image system to everyone."

Soon, Zhang Shidong's figure appeared in the image. The position where he stood was empty, and someone was shot dead here before. He was standing outside, staring at the screen.

"When you stand here, you only noticed the front and thought there would be no problem with teammates behind the back. There is no problem with trusting teammates, but remember that maybe your carefulness will save you both. The direction of my shooting is at seven o'clock behind you. When you fall down, your teammates should not be aimed at the seven o'clock direction at the same time. There is a gap to lock in the direction of five o'clock. The nine o'clock direction is to shoot up and use bullets to block it at least force me to spend time avoiding, and this time is enough to make you form a siege."

A soldier who was still standing there saw Zhang Shidong walking over, and his eyes disappeared from the anger he had before. It was a kind of admiration that needed to be solved. This admiration was hidden behind the unwillingness.

"When you are marching, don't pay too much attention to the sounds made under your feet. You are not scattering and lurking. You should chase the enemy as quickly as possible. Pay attention to my feet. During the process of marching, which takes time, the three-person team and five-person team have a way of marching. You stand in the front and listen to all directions, and you should have regular steps. You should let the people behind cooperate with the blind spots when moving, and block other areas in the fan-shaped direction instead of you."

"And you, I deliberately hit you in the chest, so you raise your gun. A soldier who has undergone rigorous training is shot. Even if he can't move, he must at least fight back and scan a safe passage for his teammates."

"You are a team, and the five people are moving forward together. The team is too ordinary and too ordinary. Look, do you think this is better? One of the five people should be the vanguard responsible for the exploration of the way, and two people should be responsible for the rear cut, two fan shapes..."

An hour of battle and six hours of commentary. After it was completely dark that day, the dining car of the kitchen team drove over, and everyone who came out re-entered the forest, took a searchlight to light up the entire combat area. Those who were pointed out stood where they were "shot" and thought about what Zhang Shidong said to him in his mind. There was not much, but it was a sharp pain.

Three hundred people first quietly recalled their comments on themselves from their own place, and then thought it through it and gathered with Zhang Shidong. When the last dozens of places were explained, more than a hundred people followed him behind him, listening to his speech based on reality.

From being angry to being dissatisfied, from being dissatisfied to being unwilling, from being unwilling to being convinced.

Everyone saw the whole process clearly. Wang Xijin and Xue Jianjun and other old soldiers did not leave. They ate some food and listened to Zhang Shidong's explanation. Perhaps it was a simple explanation for a certain person, but when a hundred people passed, everyone found that if the things in their minds were summarized, it would be enough to form a complete training outline.

The staff from the General Staff gathered together. This time, not only the company-level commanders, but also the military cadres of the division and battalion came. As professional soldiers, they knew the importance of these experiences. These experiences were summarized in blood and fire. Every sentence was priceless, and every sentence might be summarized with life and blood.

It was not until midnight that Zhang Shidong walked out of the forest with dry mouth. His lips were cleaved and he lit a cigarette. He took the water handed over by Wang Ziyan. After taking a sip, he heard a neat sound. Everyone stood attentively at him.

After spending a few hours together, I was convinced, and I was convinced.

The rigorous training degree of a group of special forces soldiers was shocking. They only needed a little point of guidance to make a great leap forward. They were always proud. The benefits of being hit by a little hit are unparalleled. Zhang Shidong also gave them step by step guidance. Although it was just a little movement, it was just a change in the footsteps, and the changes brought about are endless.

"Chief, find a place to throw it over to these people. In a few months, you will go to Northton and stand out from the training team. The possibility of standing out from the training team will reach 60%. The rest depends on how much you have made." Zhang Shidong thought of Wang Xijin's suggestion, and got the recognition of the old general. He nodded, put his hands behind his head, and swayed his eight-character steps. No matter how you look, he looks like a second-rate man on the street, walking towards the place where the Wrangler parked.

Wang Ziyan chased after him: "Hero, I'll invite you to drink."

Zhang Shidong bounced her head and said, "The little girl doesn't go home in the middle of the night, why are she going out to run around?"

Wang Ziyan curled her lips: "Tsk, what does it mean to go home until dawn."

Zhang Shidong looked at Wang Xijin who was helpless in the distance, shook his head, and agreed to Wang Ziyan follow him.

"Zhang...Instructor Zhang..."

Some people ran over with a little expectant and nervous expression. After Zhang Shidong nodded, he asked, "Instructor Zhang, have you participated in the Northton Special Forces Competition?"

Zhang Shidong: "Well, I've participated in one session."

"How are the grades?"

Zhang Shidong rolled his eyelids: "No results."

Until he drove away and the team was pulled back to the station, many people still wondered what his answer meant, and reflected upwards that hoped to get the real facts. If such a strong man had no results in Northton, would we stand out after we went?

Xue Jianjun promised everyone: "If you don't want to sleep, just wait, but you will get up to train at five o'clock tomorrow morning."

"no problem!"

Curiosity kills cats. When curiosity takes root and sprouts in the heart, there is no possibility that you can resist exploring the answer.

In order to give everyone an answer, Xue Jianjun asked for instructions overnight to transfer information about Zhang Shidong attending Northton.

The only time that Northton Special Forces Competition has not produced a championship was the one that Zhang Shidong participated in.

The special forces in China did not achieve any results, and the team ranked second refused the champion who was the first to be the last.

Since that session, two special awards were specially set up. The Best Commander and Best Individual Soldier were still blank in that session. Many people don’t understand why no one has to set them up.

Xue Jianjun closed the information in his hand, and the rest would not be revealed in the information. In order to boost morale, he asked the above to inform the people present of the real situation of that term.

"At that time, two teams in China were choosing teams, one of the training teams. Except for the team where Instructor Zhang was in, the remaining two were jointly cleared out by someone using secret tricks. Instructor Zhang led his team to fight all the special forces teams in the assessment. One team destroyed nearly half of the teams and fought to the last one. Instructor Zhang was in the assessment area, one person fought alone for more than one-third of the special forces soldiers who had no supplies for a month and were seriously injured. At that time, there were less than 30 special forces soldiers left."
Chapter completed!