"Yes." Luo Zheng woke up and agreed, followed the female officer outside. The familiar steps and back made Luo Zheng more convinced of his judgment. The scene of chasing the enemy together in the jungle appeared in his mind. However, Luo Zheng couldn't understand why the two looked very different?

Before he knew it, he came to the infirmary. The military doctor briefly treated the wound and gave a few words after bandaging it. Luo Zheng said thank you and said, "I saw the female officer waiting at the door, so he walked up. The female officer threw a look over. Luo Zheng followed the female officer to the place where no one was around. After confirming that there was no one around, Luo Zheng said in a low voice: "We know each other?"

"What do you think?" asked the female officer. Although her tone was still so cold, her voice was completely different.

Hearing the familiar voice, Luo Zheng became more convinced of his judgment, looked at the female officer's face in surprise and said, "Who are you?" As he said that, he couldn't help but reach out to touch the other person's face.

The female officer took a step back, cleverly avoided Luo Zheng's hand, and said coldly: "Don't recognize it yet? You disappointed me too much."

"No, your face?" Luo Zheng explained in surprise.

"Silicone dough, a few hundred yuan per piece." The female officer suddenly laughed, and the cold breath on her face was swept away.

"Lan Xue? It's really you?" Luo Zheng was overjoyed and said quickly: "I thought I wouldn't see you in two years. What is silicone dough? Why do you want to hide yourself like this? Is there anything you fear here? Tell me, see if I can help you."

"Just do your own thing well. Don't worry about anything else, don't let me down." The female officer Lan Xue immediately replied to Binghan's expression and turned around and left.

"I won't let you down, I won't." Luo Zheng said in a low voice, his tone extremely firm.

Lan Xue paused, but continued to walk forward. A gentle smile flashed across Binghan's face. Luo Zheng could not see it. After learning that the female officer was Lan Xue, Luo Zheng was in a good mood. Combined with the gun practice and what happened just now, he had a clear understanding of Lan Xue's purpose and strengthened his determination.

Back in the cafeteria, Luo Zheng simply packed up the tableware, cleaned the sanitation, returned to the bedroom and assembled the sniper rifle, took the bullets and left, heading straight to the back mountain, without finding the dark corner not far away. Lan Xue smiled knowingly, and lilies that were quietly blooming under the moonlight in the night, pure and elegant.

Luo Zheng didn't know Lan Xue's attention. After coming to the back mountain, he lurked himself, and held a sniper rifle and trained to lurk in sniper. This kind of training tests a person's patience and willpower the most. When the insects and ants crawled over, they could not move, and when their bodies were stiff, they could not move, even if they passed by. They did not move anywhere except their eyes, and no one supervised them. But Luo Zheng was so strict with himself.

Half an hour later, Luo Zheng felt his whole body stiffen, sweat all over his body, and his hand holding the gun was full of sweat. The beads of sweat the size of beans on his eyebrows were lowered, his vision was blurred, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. Luo Zheng's mouth slightly raised, blew off the sweat beads on his eyebrows, and gritted his teeth and persevered.

Another half an hour later, Luo Zheng felt that there were ants crawling on his body, which was extremely itchy, but he still didn't move. He gritted his teeth and persevered, imagining himself as a stone that blended with the surroundings. In the past two weeks, Luo Zheng has conducted sniping and lurking training for no more than an hour and a half. It's not that he doesn't want to, but that his body can't stand it. Today, Luo Zheng decided to break through himself.

Gradually, Luo Zheng felt that his vision was blurred, so he took a deep breath and adjusted his state by breathing. He felt that the target in front of him began to become illusory. Luo Zheng knew that the limit was coming, so he simply closed his eyes and carefully looked for the leaves in front that he had always regarded as the target. The breeze was blowing and the leaves flew. This kind of moving target was the most difficult to aim. Normally, practicing fixed targets first when practicing guns, but in order to improve himself as soon as possible, Luo Zheng directly treated the leaves as training targets according to the method taught by Lan Xue.

After a while, Luo Zheng felt that the invisible power that imprisoned him suddenly disappeared, his body no longer stiffened, and his blood suddenly became smoother. The moving target position in his heart became clearer. Distance, wind speed and other parameters appeared in Luo Zheng's mind. After waiting for a while, Luo Zheng felt that the leaves seemed to have fallen. He was shocked and opened his eyes suddenly and saw that the leaves were indeed blown down by the wind, falling down lightly.

Seeing this scene, Luo Zheng couldn't help but be overjoyed. He suddenly realized that his perception had improved greatly. The sound of insects and birds around him became clearer. His stiff body was full of strength, and even his heartbeat became stronger. The hundreds of meridians were relaxed and the cells in his body were filled with joy. This mysterious feeling made Luo Zheng almost shout out.

While the iron was hot, Luo Zheng continued to lurk in training. Time slipped away unknowingly. Three hours later, Luo Zheng felt his body become stiff again, as if it was not his own. He knew that he had reached a brand new limit, so he quickly moved to restore blood circulation.

Luo Zheng clearly remembered Lan Xue's advice. Haste in this extremely quiet state of training will not be achieved. Forced will only cause damage to his body. At the least, there will be internal injuries and at the worst, there will be disability. Luo Zheng slowly stood up and looked at the time. It was already past twelve o'clock in the evening. After a little exercise, Luo Zheng continued to train the third set of military fists. He knew that he would squeeze the last trace of energy in his body, and his whole body was wet and sweat. Then he went down the mountain and walked towards the cafeteria.

Not long after Luo Zheng went down the mountain, a figure jumped off a big tree not far away, standing quietly under the moonlight, standing with his hands behind his back, and a smile of relief appeared on his cold face. He looked like a graceful fairy under the moonlight, but soon his face turned cold, and a few rabbits rose and falcons disappeared into the deep forest.

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At the training base of the training team, the instructor sat in the office with a pale face. Looking at Song Yang who was leaning against the sofa in front of him, he was in a bad mood. The actions of the female officer Lan Xue in the canteen made the instructor feel a little inappropriate. He was unsure and quietly called Song Ye and prepared to make a good plan. Unexpectedly, Song Yang looked indifferent and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Young Master Song, you and me are the only ones here. What is the origin of that sniper coach? Why do I feel something is wrong?"

"It goes without saying that something is definitely wrong. I have contacted my family and there will be news soon. She doesn't matter. What's important is that I have to drive that bastard out of the training team." Song Yang sat upright and said in a bad tone.

When the instructor saw Song Yang's unkind expression, he suddenly thought of a question. A trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes and said coldly: "I don't see him normally, where did you go? You can find someone to find out."

"You mean he is not in the training camp?" Song Yang looked at the instructor in surprise and asked, "You mean when there is no one..." As he said that, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Chapter completed!