Chapter 24: Face-Slapping in Progress

Perhaps Guo Jing's prayers were answered; the two privates carried over a bucket of beer bottles, and Gao Shu, nicknamed Dog-Head, gripped his rifle, ready, shouting loudly at the two soldiers ahead: "Good, throw."

One soldier hurled the beer bottle in his hand; with a gunshot, the bottle shattered. After firing that shot, Dog-Head Gao shouted loudly at the two soldiers ahead again: "Throw again."

The other soldier threw out a beer bottle, which Dog-Head Gao shattered once more; as bottle after bottle was smashed,

the beer bottles in the bucket were quickly exhausted, no matter how swiftly they threw the bottles in their hands during this time.

No matter at what tricky angle they threw them, the beer bottles would be shattered by Dog-Head Gao.

After Dog-Head Gao finished, Director Zhao led the applause; Dog-Head Gao returned the rifle to Xiao Zhuang and said: "Remember, playing with guns doesn't rely on this."

After speaking, Dog-Head Gao put on his cool sunglasses, then punched his chest with a fist: "It relies on this."

"What is this? The warrior's heart. You do not kill enemies with your eyes and hands; it is your heart, your heart."

"This is merely the basic skill of every special operations team member; if you are interested, you may come find me anytime."

"Report."

Xiao Zhuang shouted.

"What is it?"

Dog-Head Gao asked with interest.

"I want to try shooting beer bottles too."

Xiao Zhuang said.

"Fine, then you try; but shooting with the heart is not so easy."

Dog-Head Gao said confidently.

But not long after, Dog-Head Gao's expression darkened, because Xiao Zhuang, just like him, shattered the thrown beer bottles with a rifle.

After finishing, Xiao Zhuang glanced provocatively at Dog-Head Gao, his eyes seeming to say: "What's so hard about this? I can do it too."

Dog-Head Gao was just about to perform an even more difficult demonstration.

when he heard a "Report."

Dog-Head Gao looked at the person shouting; it was Chen Xiwa.

Chen Xiwa said: "Commander, I want to try too."

Seeing Chen Xiwa's dull appearance, Dog-Head Gao thought to himself: "He probably won't be able to do it."

Dog-Head Gao immediately agreed, and Chen Xiwa did it too.

He had just shown off a unique skill in front of the entire company, and two people did it right there on the spot; this was equivalent to being slapped twice.

But Dog-Head Gao was wrong; the slaps were not just two, because next, two platoons successively chose to attempt the unique skill Dog-Head Gao had demonstrated.

Although one or two people failed, a platoon has thirty men, two platoons have sixty people; subtracting the one or two who made mistakes,

more than fifty people demonstrated the unique skill Dog-Head Gao had shown; at this moment, even Guo Jing in the back row felt awkward for Dog-Head Gao.

The key is that the culprits making Gao Shu awkward were him and Zhang Chu'an, because the soldiers in these two platoons possessed such marksmanship, and the two of them bore great responsibility.

As for the person involved, Dog-Head Gao, his expression beneath the sunglasses was bewildered; are new recruits this impressive nowadays?

At this moment, Dog-Head Gao felt as if he had gone to challenge someone else's place and been slapped more than fifty times.

To this, Dog-Head Gao smiled awkwardly: "Not bad, your marksmanship is decent, but what I just demonstrated was the most basic marksmanship; you still have a long way to go."

Dog-Head Gao felt he must display his highest level; otherwise, if more than fifty people did it again just now, it would be too awkward.

Dog-Head Gao shouted loudly to the Night Tiger group: "Today I will let you see what truly means playing with guns using the heart."

This was a unique skill Guo Jing had shown off in front of him three years ago; fortunately, his hand hadn't shaken even once back then, and he had done it.

After finishing, he had not forgotten to tell Guo Jing that this trick was purely child's play, nothing difficult.

Dog-Head Gao drew the pistol from his waist and fired several shots at a tree over one hundred and fifty meters away; the crowd stepped forward to look and felt it was strangely familiar.

Who would have thought that besides Guo Jing, someone else could hit the same spot with several bullets.

Seeing the shocked expressions of the Night Tiger group, Dog-Head Gao felt his dignity finally recovered somewhat,

"See? You still have a long way to go before you can play with guns using the heart."

Dog-Head Gao shouted loudly to the crowd, lecturing them.

Director Zhao, standing nearby, also praised: "Squad Leader Gao's marksmanship is truly miraculous."

"Report."

Dog-Head Gao looked at the person shouting; it was Xiao Zhuang, the first one to slap his face.

Dog-Head Gao thought to himself: This kid won't be able to do it too, will he? If he can do it, my dignity cannot be recovered.

But he could not stop Xiao Zhuang; that would make it look like he was afraid of this private.

Xiao Zhuang shouted loudly: "Squad Leader Gao, you are the captain of the Wolf Fang Special Forces; a major who dares only to compete with us privates, don't you feel ashamed?"

Hearing Xiao Zhuang's words, Dog-Head Gao retorted provocatively: "Oh, you say I only dare to compete with privates?"

"Fine then; if any one of you in the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company can do what I just did, I will take back everything I said before."

Hearing Dog-Head Gao's words, Company Commander Miao revealed a look of a scheme succeeding and shouted loudly to the back row:

"Platoon Leader Guo, did you see Squad Leader Gao's demonstration just now?"

Hearing Company Commander Miao's words, Dog-Head Gao felt a bit panicked; Guo Jing wouldn't be here, would he?

After graduating, Guo Jing rejected the Wolf Fang invitation, the reason being he intended to get in touch with the grassroots level and wanted to learn how to train soldiers.

To avoid Dog-Head Gao forcibly poaching him, he did not even tell him which company he was in; if it were Guo Jing, Dog-Head Gao simply could not win.

But soon Guo Jing ran to their front and saluted them with a military salute.

Dog-Head Gao asked Guo Jing: "The one shooting just now was your soldier?"

Guo Jing nodded and said: "He is my and Zhang Chu'an's soldier; he is here too."

Then Guo Jing drew his pistol and fired several shots at the tree; just like Dog-Head Gao, he hit the same spot, with nine bullets connecting together.

Director Zhao immediately praised: "The younger generation is formidable; your marksmanship is hard to find an equal for in the entire Wolf Fang Brigade."

To this, Guo Jing smiled at the Commander and said, "Commander, the targets just shot were merely dead ones; there was nothing difficult about it."

To this, Minister Zhao asked curiously, "Can you shoot at an even harder level?"

Guo Jing said, "How about this? Just now my soldiers shot beer bottles; I, as a platoon leader, will shoot beer bottle caps."

Hearing Guo Jing's request, everyone was shocked, because shooting beer bottles and shooting beer bottle caps were not at all the same level of difficulty.

Some people could shoot beer bottles tossed into the air, but shooting beer bottle caps tossed into the air; everyone found it hard to imagine anyone could achieve this.

But Guo Jing, with his own actions, told everyone present that he could.

When the crowd gathered the exploded bottle caps, everyone was shocked.

Minister Zhao, standing aside, patted Goutou Lao Gao's shoulder and comforted him, "Don't be sad; losing to him is nothing to be ashamed of."

Goutou Lao Gao looked puzzled: "What is there for me to be ashamed of? Guo Jing's marksmanship was taught by me; no matter how skilled he is, he is still my student."

He then pointed at everyone present and said proudly, "In terms of marksmanship and master-disciple relations, they should address me as Grandmaster."