Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

Wu Liuyi briefly recounted his experience during the previous selection, and finally said, "Otherwise, why do you think old A would make an exception and let him come?"

"Number 43, it turns out that you are the low-key boss!" Tuo Yonggang got off the bed, bowed to Rosen and said, "I admire you."

"It's nothing, nothing to brag about." Rosen waved his hand, opened his eyes and looked at him and said, "There is always someone better than the best. These old A guys are not bad either. You will know tomorrow."

"They?!" Tuo Yonggang looked disdainful. "They may not be better than me."

"That may not be the case." Rosen shook his head and said, "It's just a dead target. No matter how accurate you practice, it's meaningless because people move."

"Aren't you hitting a dead target?" Tuo Yonggang said unconvinced.

call out.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a slight sound of breaking wind.

Then he noticed that there seemed to be something extra on the opposite wall. He jumped out of bed and ran over to take a look and was stunned.

I saw an ordinary toothpick pinning a mosquito to the wall.

The mosquito's legs were still twitching, obviously it had just been hit.

"Number 43, you did it?" Tuo Yonggang exclaimed.

"What's that?!" Wu Liuyi sneered, as if he thought he was too surprised, and said: "We didn't use mosquito coils in the dormitory before. Rosen used all kinds of things he could find to kill them."

"This..." Tuo Yonggang looked at the toothpick and the mosquito, and finally swallowed his saliva and said sincerely: "I give in."

"These are just trifles, not worth mentioning." Rosen waved his hand and said, "I look forward to seeing you at the shooting range tomorrow."

"Haha, I have to show off my skills."

The next day, before dawn, Yuan Lang gathered everyone at the shooting range.

This was the darkest time before dawn. Except for Rosen, everyone else could only see the outline of the person next to them.

This time, Yuan Lang did not ask people to run 20 or 30 kilometers with loads, but asked them to go to the shooting range as quickly as possible.

But when everyone was in position, they were surprised to find that what was placed in the shooting position was not a complete gun, but completely disassembled mechanical parts.

This means that they have to assemble the gun in the dark and then shoot. Since the newly assembled gun has not been calibrated, the accuracy cannot be guaranteed at all and needs to be adjusted while shooting.

This way of playing made almost all the trainees look worried. Forget about hitting the ten rings with every shot. Being able to shoot smoothly and hit the target was already considered an excellent performance.

Tuo Yonggang and Wu Zhe were playing together. It was obvious that neither of them had ever played this way before. After finally assembling the gun in a hurry, they couldn't aim accurately when shooting. Naturally, their results were quite ugly when the time was up.

"Nine people, 22 shots on target, this shooting range has never seen such a bad result, never, you soldiers are so embarrassing." Yuan Lang laughed mercilessly. "Deduct five points from everyone."

"Report."

"speak."

"The gun is completely disassembled, and we only have enough time to assemble it."

"Two points will be deducted for one-sided emphasis on objective reasons."

"Report."

"Why are you here again, Thirty-Nine?" Yuan Lang stared at Wu Zhe and said, "Speak."

"The gun sights are not calibrated. How long does it take to calibrate a gun?"

"Two points for questioning the instructor. You can't shoot without the aiming gun?"

Tuo Yonggang was already full of resentment, and wanted to question whether Yuan Lang was doing this deliberately to make things difficult for everyone.

But before he was about to speak, he suddenly remembered that Rosen had nailed a mosquito to death with a toothpick, and all of a sudden he wasn't so resentful anymore.

Because he thought that what he couldn't do might be something that others could do, and that might be the case with the current situation.

It turned out that what he expected was correct.

When the next group of Rosens came on stage, within three seconds after Qi Huan shouted "start", the Rosens had already assembled their guns, raised them up and fired a shot.

Although the first shot hit the target, it did not hit the center of the target.

But then the gunshots became continuous, and the magazine was emptied of bullets in almost an instant.

At this moment, everyone present was stunned.

When the target announcement sounded: "Except for the first shot which had seven rings, the rest were all ten rings," everyone was even more stunned.

Who would have thought that Rosen was not only fast at assembling a gun, but also had such amazing marksmanship.

Tuo Yonggang felt his scalp tingling, and secretly felt lucky that he had not boasted in front of Rosen about his excellent marksmanship, otherwise he would have been slapped in the face to death.

This time, because Rosen had given Tuo Yonggang a heads-up, he did not leave early as in the original plot.

However, as the subsequent training continued, everyone's points were deducted more and more, and gradually some people were eliminated.

From forty-three to thirty-something and then to twenty-something, it took less than two weeks.

During this period, the oversized dumbbells customized by Rosento Yuan Lang arrived, so in addition to normal training, he spent his time honing his strength.

Five thousand kilograms is five tons, enough to crush any ordinary person into a paste, but to Rosen, it is nothing at all.

It was very easy for him to lift it, but the effect was definitely greater than that of using dumbbells weighing 100 or 200 kilograms. At least his proficiency increased more each time he lifted and lowered it.

Yuan Lang came to watch once. When he saw Rosen lifting the barbell that was so scary just to look at it, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

He was stunned for an unknown amount of time, then he smoked a cigarette to calm himself down. After a while, he touched his chest again and suddenly felt that he was really lucky to have survived Rosen's elbow.

From that day on, he never let Rosen participate in training again, and basically just let him do whatever he wanted.

No one had any objection to this.

Even Tuo Yonggang and Wu Zhe, the two most rebellious trainees, did not say a word, but instead let out a sigh of relief in unison.

"Don't you think it's unfair?" Yuan Lang asked one day. "After all, Forty-three doesn't need to train, and won't be eliminated."

"Report."

"Speak."

"It's the greatest injustice to keep him in the team and train with us." Wu Zhe said, "If we continue like this, we will be crushed by him."

The meaning of the scroll in this era was still very simple, so of course he learned it from Rosen.

Others nodded in agreement.

So Rosen became the most special person in the training team. He did not need any training, just an assessment.

Even so, his results were always the best.

"Ding, your super power reaches LV3, strength +4."

That day, Rosen had just lifted the barbell when he received a skill upgrade message.

When Rosen saw the Strength +4, his face immediately broke into smiles. +1 at LV1, +2 at LV2, and he thought it would be +3 at LV3, but he didn't expect it to be +4. This means that each level up doubles the original strength.

Just by thinking about it, Rosen could imagine how much strength he would gain after upgrading his super power to level ten or twenty.

It is no exaggeration to say that at that time, as long as his body could bear it, lifting a mountain would be like a piece of cake for him.