Starting from the deputy company commander of the Soldier Assault Team

Seeing Cheng Cai like this, Gao Cheng knew that he was still far from being proficient. He turned to look at Zhang Anbang, who was grinning beside him, and wanted to scold him, but he couldn't reveal his true intentions.

Thinking of this, he could only shake his head, look at the table next to him, and call out, "Company Commander."

"Here!" Company Commander Li Xiao, who was watching the commotion while holding a beer, immediately stood up.

"Find him a Type 81 magazine."

"Yes."

Just as Li Xiao agreed, a platoon leader at the same table handed him a Type 81 rifle magazine.

Cheng Cai took the fully loaded Type 81 rifle magazine and looked at it deeply. It had been almost three years since he had held a Type 81 rifle magazine filled with live ammunition.

The last time I held a full magazine was during an intensive training session with the Type 95 magazine.

He then pushed the magazine, which had a noticeably heavy feel, into the magazine well. With a "click," the magazine catch locked in place. Although Cheng Cai's expression wasn't obvious, it was different from when he was holding an empty gun.

Gao Cheng didn't notice Cheng Cai's actions. He turned to look at the vehicles that were arranged in a circle and ordered, "Turn on all the headlights."

At Gao Cheng's command, the headlights of the dozen or so vehicles parked in a circle at the innermost level instantly turned on, illuminating a corner of the previously dimly lit 936 base as bright as day.

Gao Cheng turned to look at Cheng Cai. The bright lights behind Gao Cheng made him look very tall and imposing.

Gao Cheng, hands on his hips, stared directly at Cheng Cai under the spotlight. "So, is there a problem with this level of difficulty?"

Cheng Cai looked at the bright lights and shook his head. "It's not good to fight in the dark when the light is bright."

Gao Cheng was indeed a little surprised by these words.

Zhang Anbang and Wu Liuyi exchanged a glance. Zhang Anbang smiled slightly, while Wu Liuyi scratched the back of his head, his eyes full of questions.

Although he didn't speak, Wu Liuyi's meaning was clear: this answer was very unprofessional. Based on Chengcai's past performance, he should have said something like, "There are no problems with this report."

Gao Cheng gave Cheng Cai a deep look, then turned to Gan Xiaoning and Ma Xiaoshuai, "Do you two have a problem?"

Gan Xiaoning straightened up and said, "No problem."

Ma Xiaoshuai also stood at attention and said, "No problem."

Gao Cheng put his hands on his hips, glanced at the three of them, and said, "Alright, the minority shall obey the majority. Let's do it this way."

He turned and walked towards a corner, and the soldiers of the division's reconnaissance battalion immediately followed behind, yelling. In the light, they attacked in the dark; this marksmanship competition was quite interesting.

Zhang Anbang looked at Wu Liuyi, who was still watching the commotion beside him, and kicked him in the butt. "Hey intern, what are you doing? Did you forget what I told you?"

"No, I haven't forgotten," Wu Liuyi chuckled awkwardly, then immediately turned to Shi Jin, "Squad leader, give me a gun."

"Haha," Shi Jin put down the big green gun in his hand, turned around and handed a Type 95 rifle to Wu Liuyi, "Liuyi, you're not so curious about this gun now, are you?"

Wu Liuyi paused for a moment as he took the gun. "Squad leader, why are you saying all this? This happened so long ago. Your child is almost in kindergarten. You can't do this again."

Hearing this, Xiao Wenwu, who was sitting next to him, laughed and said, "What's wrong, Liu Yi? Now that you're in military school, your old sergeant can't scold you anymore."

Wu Liu waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, Lao Xiao, don't cause trouble here, that's not what I meant."

Three years ago, he would have really been interested in this gun. What could he do? It was a brand new gun. What soldier wouldn't be interested in it? But even two years ago, he wouldn't have been interested in it.

There's no way around it; familiarity breeds contempt, and people lose interest in guns they've personally fired tens of thousands of rounds from.

Just like even the most beautiful goddess, there will always be times when you lose interest after eating too much of her.

Seeing the ambiguous smiles on the faces of Xiao Wenwu and the other men from the Seventh Company, who seemed to enjoy watching the drama unfold, Wu Liu grabbed his gun and ran. "Deputy Battalion Commander, don't rush, I'm here too, I'll join you."

Gao Cheng turned to look at Wu Liuyi, who was chasing after him, and said helplessly, "You really want to join in this fun?"

Wu Liuyi's expression was serious. "Deputy Battalion Commander, of course! I have to show the Deputy Company Commander that my strength hasn't declined. Otherwise, if he beats me up, I really can't beat him."

"You brat," Gao Cheng raised his hand and pointed at Wu Liuyi, then took a few more steps forward.

Gao Cheng stopped in front of a low wall in front of the Fifth Platoon's barracks on the grassland. This was also the brightest spot illuminated by the car headlights. He turned to look at the group and said, "Let's do it here then, ah."

Ma Xiaoshuai, Gan Xiaoning, and the two sergeants who participated in the shooting competition remained silent, as did Wu Liuyi and Cheng Cai.

"Alright, no objections, this is the place." With that, Gao Cheng pointed to three soldiers carrying boxes of empty beer bottles. "You guys take the stuff over there."

Upon hearing the order, the three soldiers grabbed the cardboard box containing the empty beer bottles and jogged toward the dimly lit area.

Shi Jin leaned against an armored vehicle, took out a handful of sunflower seeds from his pocket, distributed them to the people around him, and then slowly said, "Deputy Company Commander, shooting from the shadows, and throwing beer bottles, this is a bit difficult."

Zhang Anbang replied while cracking sunflower seeds, "It's alright, pretty basic, but it's not very friendly to Xiao Ning and the others, since they haven't fired many bullets."

Xiao Wenwu paused as he put a sunflower seed in his mouth. "Deputy Company Commander, Xiao Shuai is alright, after all, he hasn't been in the army for very long. But Xiao Ning and the other two from the first term have been in the army for quite a while."

Xiao Ning went straight from basic training to the Steel Seventh Company, then underwent intensive training at the training battalion, and later joined the division's reconnaissance battalion. He's fired quite a lot of bullets.

I also know those two first-term sergeants. They came out of basic training and went to the division's reconnaissance battalion. The bullets they fired were definitely among the best in our entire T Division's riflemen.

"And you still say we didn't fire enough bullets? What kind of standard are you using for 'not enough'?"

Snapped.

Zhang Anbang ate sunflower seeds, looking at the crowd that had lined up and were ready to fire. Without turning his head, he simply said, "That's indeed too few. If it's not too few, let's start with 10,000 rounds."

It takes at least half an hour to fire a standard ammunition box. The difference in accuracy between practicing with dry-fire aiming and normal live-fire shooting and practicing with live ammunition is quite obvious.

Especially in situations requiring extremely rapid aiming, instinct is paramount.

Shi Jin and Xiao Wenwu exchanged a glance, a bitter smile appearing on their lips. Is this even human language? Starting with 10,000 rounds, a standard ammunition box will be empty in half an hour.