Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

After the little girl left, Hua Yu returned to the dog tired special formation and let them go to breakfast.

In the morning, it was the obstacle run as usual. I don't know if the five kilometer warm-up run played a role. Even Xun Yi, who has the worst physical ability, completed the 800 meter obstacle race in eight minutes, which can be said to be a great progress.

In the afternoon, Hua Yu checked their proficiency in guns, which may be because their ancestors had military blood, and they had a high affinity for this kind of thermal weapons. Xun Qian, the best achievers, could complete the assembly and disassembly in three minutes. Of course, compared with Wu Xu's 30 seconds, it was still much worse, but the fat man didn't eat it all at once, and Hua Yu was not in a hurry.

Maybe it's because yesterday I heard that Hua Yu knew gun. Xun jiaoguan also went to the No.13 training room with a straight face this afternoon, and his face was almost written with the big words "Huayu, you're a piece of rubbish". It makes people feel very uncomfortable.

When Huayu was in the entertainment industry in his last life, he didn't listen to what kind of ugly words and what kind of ugly face he didn't see. He didn't care. He even said hello politely, and then he took a gun from the shelf.

"Today I'll teach you to shoot." She weighed the 92 style in her hands, and always felt that it was too much different from her silver white Beretta m92, and she could not help but turn away her lips.

Xun Yue could not bear to see her languidly: "do you look like a drillmaster?"

The flower language that has been killed for no reason:.... "

"She said calmly:" so excuse me Xun drillmaster, how can I not look like a drillmaster like this? "

Xun Yue's face turned red.

He can't tell the current relationship that these 92 styles have been eliminated for a long time, and there is a danger that they will be fired off at any time. If you treat them casually, you are going to die, right?

Of course he wouldn't say that. He wanted the woman to burn herself.

Therefore, Xun Yue just snorted coldly. He didn't say anything. He just looked at the door.

"Don't use too much force to hold the gun. Relax to avoid deformation and affect accuracy. Pull the trigger smoothly and slowly. It is absolutely impossible to pull the trigger violently. Check the ballistic height of the gun to determine the aiming point..." Flower language while speaking to do a demonstration, let people take the gun with no clip to practice operation.

Compared with the obstacle running or something, this can be too much fun, people are absorbed in learning.

Hua Yu talked about several common postures in international shooting competitions, and finally said, "except for the one arm shooting which can be learned, the rest are basically put up to look good. If you want to use it to play handsome girls, I can also teach you."

All of them said, "well The first time to listen to this kind of operation.

Xun Yue snorted again, his white eyes almost turned out of the sky.

Flower language as did not hear, carefully teach one by one, until five o'clock in the afternoon, basically look like.

Flower language clapped hands: "OK, all put down, follow me."

People looked at each other, do not know what flower language means, but see her nod to Xun Yue, directly out of the door, with them to the No. 1 training room.

It's not as good as the newly decorated k86.

Fortunately, a group of bitches don't know guns yet. Otherwise, compared with k86, they will not make a scene.

Hua Yu understands that 765 is not welcome to the special formation, and she has no intention of doing things every day. Now it's just preliminary training and she can ignore it.

Huang Ting is looking at the design training of some of his most proud soldiers, including Wu Xu.

This man's expression is completely different from that when he faces the flower language. His face is cold and frightening, but his eyes are full of enthusiasm and Anger.

Bang bang bang a few times, the bullet all hit the moving target accurately.

Huang Ting Yan called out a good voice, obviously very satisfied. Seeing the flower language, he nodded: "little flower."

Flower language smile, "trouble chief."

Huang Ting Yan waved his hand: "say what trouble is not troublesome."

He turned his head and said, "Wu Xu, take the flower instructor to the back room."

Wu Xu put down the gun in his hand, and immediately began to smile.

The young master looked at each other and didn't understand what Hua Yu was doing, but he still followed.

Wu Xu took them to a small house. There was a very long but narrow table. The white paint on the surface of the table had peeled off a lot. It could be seen that it was old.

On the long table, which was only half a meter wide, there was a bulletproof vest and a polished gun at a distance.

It looks like the last supper, but the food turns into bulletproof vests and guns.

Flower language let them stand up one by one, put on bulletproof vests, the little fat man's expression is complex: "drillmaster, we have only trained for two days, we have to go to the battlefield?"

Hua Yu didn't joke with him, but said, "speed up."Wu Xu also wore a bulletproof vest on the edge of the station, picked up the gun and played with it in his hand.

Hua Yu's eyes narrowed - the young man gave her the feeling that she didn't look like a special soldier at all. She was full of evil, more like A drug dealer.

If you stare at a person, you have to live forever.

She looked away and calmly said, "now, according to what I taught you today, open the safety bolt of the gun and load it."

Everyone did it.

Flower language said: "each of you has a bullet in your gun."

She said indifferently: "aim at yourself, shoot."

“……” People were shocked.

"Are you crazy?" Chi Jingrun frowned and questioned.

Even if they are wearing bulletproof vests, if the real bullets go down, they will have to lie in the hospital.

The little fat man's face turned white: "I, I, I, we What's the sacrifice? What is it

A black face of coal ball is hard to show white: "drillmaster, if you think we are too useless, we can also work hard..."

Flower language:.... "

She pinched her eyebrows with a headache, and Wu Xu sneered: "young men's ideas are rich."

His fingers kept rubbing on the trigger, and his voice was soft: "this is just what every special soldier needs to do - every recruit, the first shot, is aimed at himself..."

He did not fall, "bang" a gun shot, he directly into his abdomen shot, his face even hung a smile: "for you to do a demonstration."

“……” The young master group was shocked.

Xun Yi screamed directly.

Wu Xu's face did not change color said: "it's your turn."