Jiang Teng suddenly felt like a puppet, or cannon fodder...

You don’t need to master too many complicated things, you just need to know how to operate weapons. Anyway, if you really fight, a group of people will go up and ensure the firepower density. As long as your bullet is not crooked, it will be combat-ready!

You don't need to become John Rambo, you don't need to shoot any precise shooting, one bullet takes away an enemy or something ~

You are just a screw that forms our firepower network!

If you are nailed here and mechanically fulfill your mission according to the procedures, you will be qualified...

But is this wrong?

Ask yourself, Jiang Teng doesn't think it's not.

After all, the army is not a house, the soldiers come from all over the world. Not to mention the differences in cultural quality, acceptance ability, and physical fitness, just this language...

If Mandarin is not promoted now, dialect problems alone can make people one or two bigger.

Under such conditions, it is obviously a luxury to expect everyone to learn more profound, complex, professional training.

Realizing this, Jiang Teng couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

During the period of time in the recruit squadron, I seemed to be incredible and had a happy life. In the end, I was still at the most basic level...

According to Marshal Zhukov's words, war was a huge meat grinder for soldiers and subordinate officers.

Jiang Teng was honored to discover that he was still at the level of meat in the meat grinder...

Although the price of pork has increased recently, Jiang Teng felt a little better, but he still couldn't think about it! Especially after experiencing the glory of "high-end students" for two months.

Suddenly I told you, my child, stop making trouble. You are just the best student in the poor class. There is also a Rocket class in front of you! After passing the Rocket class, there is a key school!

The city has passed the key points and the provincial key points...

With this understanding, Jiang Teng's mood was obviously depressed. Until the end of the live-fire target shooting, even if Jiang Teng scored a 48-ring in the last five rounds of the test, he could not see any joy on his face.

It's all because they have good gunshots, but they just have a little more stable hands...

This understanding directly made Jiang Teng lose his desire to show off.

Just as they were about to bring them back, the recruits from the mobile division also arrived. A large group of people, just like when they came, everyone had a look of excitement and excitement on their faces.

Among the bustling crowd, Jiang Teng suddenly felt as if a gaze was always staring at him.

Jiang Teng turned his head and saw a new recruit who was about 175 cm tall staring at him fiercely. Seeing him looking at him, this guy actually reached out to make a provocative move to cut his throat around his neck...

Hey?! I have such a bad temper!

There are actually people among the recruits who are more arrogant than me?!

While the queue was moving, Jiang Teng naturally couldn't rush over to have a "1V1 man battle" with the other party, but this did not mean that Jiang Teng was willing to endure it so much.

I originally thought of shooting, oh no, Jiang Teng was upset about shooting, and immediately cleared his throat...

“hetui~”

A mouthful of saliva sprayed directly on Wang Bufan on his left...

Wang Bufan: Meow Meow Meow???

"Sorry, sorry...accomplished by accident! It was purely accidental injury!"

"Don't talk in the queue! Flight one, get on the bus!"

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"Jiang Teng, what's going on? You're not in a good mood? You just got good results in shooting, and even among recruits... Not to mention recruits, they are considered excellent compared to veterans. 5 rounds of bullets and 48 rings, why are you still depressed?"

Zhang Zhen, who had long noticed that Jiang Teng was in a low mood, had just climbed onto the troop transport truck and quietly changed seats with the people around Jiang Teng.

"It's okay, squad leader. I just feel like this kind of training is a bit..."

Jiang Teng suddenly felt a little speechless. What should I say?!

From a holistic perspective, it is reasonable. But from an individual perspective, it always makes Jiang Teng feel unreasonable, because such training does not improve himself...

"That's right, I feel like I'm learning not shooting, but shooting a gun. It's just that, just shooting a gun. I just learned how to operate weapons, but I don't think real shooting is like this!"

"I understand what you mean, and I'm glad you even figured it out so early."

After hearing Jiang Teng's words, Zhang Zhen showed a smile on his face. He reached out and patted Jiang Teng on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"I am different from you. I didn't understand until the second year. From your perspective, all you learned is to operate weapons. It feels different from the soldiers you imagined in your mind, right?"

"Well... I think soldiers should also learn to operate weapons, but also..."

"But what about time?"

Zhang Zhen interrupted without waiting for the speech, but his face still maintained a smile.

"The conscripts have only two years of service. Do you think they can have so much time and energy to complete those complicated trainings? Take shooting as an example. Which sharpshooter was not fed by bullets?"

"In addition to time, cost is also a key. Even if it costs 2 yuan per bullet, a soldier needs to fire 1,000 bullets to truly learn to shoot, which is very low and low. But if you add up, the entire army will join the armed police force, with a total of more than 3 million people. Do you see if the military expenditure can withstand it?"

"I've all shot and heavy equipment. Do you want advanced tanks, aircraft, and artillery?"

Jiang Teng was a little dumb. He had already figured out this point, but he just felt uncomfortable.

"I understand these, squad leader. I was actually thinking, is there any way to help me learn better skills? Instead of just being able to shoot, I won't even say a word when I'm retiring from the army, my friend asked me how you shot the gun!"

"Yes, that's a professional soldier who is a professional soldier who focuses on fighting. Two ways!"

Zhang Zhen smiled and stretched out his two fingers.

"The first thing is to take the military academy. As a growth cadre, you need to serve at least 12 years. This will give you enough time to learn more in-depth military skills;"

"The second one is to find a way to pass the selection of the special service commando. It's like the Skyhawk, not the special service squadron like me."

When Zhang Zhen said this, his face was a little dim.

"A special service squadron like me is still a conventional combat unit, and the organizational indicators are the same as those of ordinary companies. A little better, it may be that the detachment can give one or two more places to stay in the team every year, that's all."

"But in the final analysis, it's the problem of limited quotas for non-commissioned officers. Take me as a sergeant, and there is still the last year next year. If I can't be promoted to a sergeant, I have to go to bed and leave. Our squadron does not have a third-term quota. If you want to stay in the team, you can only depend on the meaning of the detachment."

"The special commando is different. They have three quotas in the third phase, and the proportion of non-commissioned officers is much more than ours, which means that they have more natural quotas. Besides, even if they don't have higher sergeants, they can borrow quotas in the corps directly under the corps, which is more than our detachment!"

"In addition to their mission characteristics, the team members must master more sophisticated combat skills. So if you want to learn more in-depth content, you can choose between these two paths!"
Chapter completed!