Special Forces: I Can See the Experience Bar

Chapter 20 The Competition (1)
"Report! I'd like to know what this leader, who's dressed differently from us, is capable of."

Knowing that Old Gao's disdainful expression was an act at Miao Lian's behest, Chang Ning decided to play along and directly provoke him, wanting to test the gap between himself and a real special forces soldier.

"Changning!"

Standing to the side, Miao Lian seemed to be gently scolding Chang Ning for being ignorant, but in reality, he was overjoyed. This was exactly the effect he wanted.

"Captain Gao, this young soldier seems to be defiant towards you. Why don't you show him what you've got?"

What kind of young person wouldn't be reckless? Minister Zhao didn't feel any aversion towards Chang Ning for his rash challenge to the leadership; on the contrary, he even looked on with amusement.

The high school team leader smiled and said, "I'll listen to the commander."

Minister Zhao said, "Then you should talk to them and see how it goes."

Looking at Chang Ning who was looking at him, Gao Zhong smiled confidently and said, "But since the leader has spoken, let's have a chat."

He walked up to Chang Ning and said, "It would be dishonorable for me to win the shooting contest."

As an elite soldier in the army, Captain Gao had his pride and disdained to take advantage of a newly recruited private. In his eyes, basic reconnaissance training such as multi-skill shooting was child's play.

After saying that, he took off his black beret and pinned it to his epaulettes: "Old Miao, do you have any beer bottles?"

Miao Lian pointed to a pile of beer bottles not far away: "There's a pile over there, for us to use as hammers."

"Find two soldiers to help throw it."

Miao Lian smiled wryly. He wanted Lao Gao to help him curb the arrogance of these young men, but now it seemed Lao Gao was about to take drastic measures.

"You little brat, are you trying to embarrass my soldiers on my turf?"

Old Gao pretended not to understand: "You're the one who asked me to cause trouble, are you regretting it now?"

"What are you saying? You two, go get the bottles!"

Miao Lian couldn't stand the provocation from these old comrades, so he immediately sent two soldiers to retrieve the bottle.

Upon hearing the order, the two soldiers turned and ran.

Old Gao, who didn't have a gun, didn't seem embarrassed at all. He simply took the automatic rifle from Chang Ning's hand and inspected it, saying, "The gun is in good condition."

Although Chang Ning had maxed out his rifle shooting experience bar, he didn't slack off just because he was at the maximum level. Instead, he maintained a good habit of maintaining his firearms.

His gun was spotless; you could rub your fingers inside the barrel and then pull them out without a trace of dirt.

"Thank you for the compliment. I believe that if you treat your gun well, it will surprise you in return."

Hearing Old Gao's praise, Chang Ning was quite pleased. After all, receiving praise from a veteran meant that Chang Ning truly had a knack for gun maintenance.

"Do you think I'm praising you? What's there to be proud of? Maintaining firearms is a soldier's basic skill."

Who knew that Old Gao, the dog-headed guy, would act completely unpredictably? One moment he was praising someone, and the next he had Chang Ning speechless. Maybe it was a side effect of his training special forces soldiers.

'What an unexpected turn of events! Could he have some serious illness?'

Chang Ning couldn't understand why Old Gao, who was perfectly fine, would suddenly change his expression. Was he born in the Year of the Dog?
However, since he was the leader, Chang Ning had to endure it no matter how unhappy she was. She couldn't just directly confront Old Gao.

Even if Old Gao doesn't care, Miao Lian will probably still punish him.

Chang Ning decided to teach Old Gao a lesson in the next competition.

"I calibrated the gun myself; you can try it again."

Everyone has their own habits when using a gun, and Chang Ning kindly reminded him, fearing that Gou Tou Lao Gao might not be used to it.

"No need. Shooting isn't done with your eyes, it's done with this—"

Old Gao pointed to his heart, then held the gun in both hands and shouted, "Good!"

Upon receiving a message from his old comrade, Miao Lian, who was keeping an eye on things, immediately shouted to the soldiers in the distance, "Throw!" Hearing the company commander's order, a soldier threw a bottle, which spun in the air with a slight whistling sound.

The high school team leader quickly aimed his gun, and with a light pull of his index finger, the bottle shattered in mid-air with a gunshot.

The scouts were stunned, forgetting to applaud because it all happened so fast. Not only were the scouts dumbfounded, but even Chang Ning, with his superb rifle shooting experience, was somewhat moved.

Miao Lian said, "Keep throwing! Throw a few more!"

Wow!
Several bottles were thrown out, and the high school team fired a shot, shattering the bottles.

"Next is rapid fire on a moving target with one hand!"

The high school team switched to holding the gun in their right hand, but still used rapid fire.

Bang! Bang! Bang! The bottles turned into puffs of green smoke in the air.

"Change hands!"

The high school team simultaneously switched hands in mid-air, with the Type 95 automatic rifle in their left hand, and continued firing.

Another gunshot rang out, followed by the shattering of the bottle.

The individual skills of reconnaissance soldiers in the regular army are undoubtedly excellent, and their perspective is certainly broader than that of ordinary soldiers. But Old Gao is from the special forces, which is the reconnaissance unit among reconnaissance units.

Therefore, everyone was truly treated to a visual feast, and thunderous applause erupted after the high school team finished their performance.

The high school captain stopped firing, forced a stiff smile, and it was clear he was uncomfortable with it: "There's no need to applaud. It's just a basic skill for every member of the special forces!"

Now that things had progressed this far, Miao Lian knew it was his turn to step in, so he said with a wry smile, "Minister Zhao, have you come here with people to cause trouble?"

Minister Zhao chimed in, "Not at all! I was just taking officers from the Special Forces to visit the various reconnaissance units to get a feel for this year's selections. Captain Gao was just having a private discussion with you guys, it doesn't count!"

Team leader Gao smiled reservedly: "Old Miao, I'm sorry!"

Although he knew the other man was faking it, Liao Miao was still annoyed by Lao Gao's smug look. He cursed, "Damn it, if I had half of your training funds, every single one of my soldiers would be better than yours!"

The high school team laughed heartily, not angry at all. They've been brothers for decades, and everyone knows each other well.

"I told you long ago, this victory would be dishonest. This is nothing, just a trivial skill."

"Company Commander, since this officer is from the special forces, I'd like to ask him for some pointers on my rifle shooting skills. Is that alright?"

Chang Ning saw that Old Gao had finished his show, so it was time for him to take the stage, otherwise all the losses he had suffered before would have been for nothing.

He had to get his revenge on the training field; he couldn't let his anger go unpunished.

Chang Ning had it all planned out; he wouldn't lose out this time. If he won, he'd restore the reconnaissance company's reputation; if he lost, he could take the opportunity to learn from Captain Gao and maybe even gain some experience.

'This might cause the company commander's plan to fail. After the leaders leave, Company Commander Miao might give me a good beating.'

Forget it, I'll take a gamble and see if I can turn a bicycle into a motorcycle! Nothing ever goes exactly as you wish.

Chang Ning's words drew everyone's attention to him; the facts were clear, and there was nothing to show.

'No matter how good Changning is, can they compare to the Wolf Fang high school team?'

Looking at Chang Ning's stubborn face, Miao Lian was now in a dilemma. If Chang Ning lost this time, the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company would lose both face and reputation!

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