Chapter 92: Dual Opening? Do You Have That Talent?

"Stop whining, does the previous medicine really take that long to return? Move over and assemble!"

"Yes!"

The two of them quickly stood up and ran to join the training squad's ranks.

Lu Yang, being a new recruit, was placed at the very end of the rearmost row.

The sniper training squad is similar in nature to the New Recruit Company; it is a temporarily formed unit.

Its purpose is to cultivate sniper talent for the various units of the regiment, filling out the combat deployment of squads and platoons.

Longguo's most basic combat units usually operate in ten‑person squads, composed of assault troops, machine gunners, artillerymen, snipers, engineers, signalmen, and other specialties.

The remaining soldiers must carry large amounts of supplies, including ammunition, food, water, and so on.

Snipers usually do not go deep into the battlefield's core; instead they hide in safe positions on the outskirts, devising ways to selectively eliminate enemy fire and destroy key installations.

When necessary, they also use scopes to survey terrain and map enemy troop deployments, among other tasks.

This requires higher firearm handling skill and precise proficiency, thus extra skill training is needed.

But not everyone gets the chance; to become a sniper one must rank among the top in the battalion's results, and one's shooting must be among the best.

Don't be fooled by Wan Baoshan's seemingly carefree demeanor; in the training squad he's placed at the very back, yet within their Third Company he's truly a standout.

"Left, line up!"

"Forward, eyes forward!"

"At ease!"

"Stand at attention!"

Guo Yongwen, wearing a thunder‑storm cap and camouflage uniform, said coldly, "What I despise most are those who slack off in training and still like to gossip behind others' backs!"

Wan Baoshan craned his neck, realizing he was being scolded.

"Training, training, no skill—being a gossip is your specialty?"

"If I ever hear anything again that undermines unity or sows discord among comrades!"

"Heh."

Guo Yongwen's gaze fixed on Wan Baoshan's bruised, swollen face: "Next time it won't be a simple lesson; I'll stuff you into a sack and shove you into a cesspit—if you drown, that'll count as a big appetite!"

Wan Baoshan immediately shouted, "Report: I won't dare it again!"

Guo Yongwen sneered, "Besides, there are some people…"

Lu Yang rolled his eyes, knowing it was aimed at him.

"There are some people who clearly lack the ability yet insist on taking that bowl of rice, not caring if it chips their teeth!"

"Do you see the big characters 'Instruction Team' behind you? This is Yama Hall, also the Ghost Gate!"

"Here, there's no distinction between fresh recruits and veterans; only equal‑handed cruelty that squeezes out your last ounce of potential!"

"Finally, don't take every rumor as fact; don't believe everything others say!"

"No more idle talk; split into three groups and spread out, begin combat‑stance sniper‑aim training!"

"Report!"

At that moment, a shout rang out from the ranks.

Guo Yongwen followed the voice to Lu Yang's front and stared coldly at him.

"Do you have any objections?"

"Report, I have no rifle!"

Lu Yang's original rifle belonged to the New Recruit Company.

Each rifle is numbered, and once at the Tuan Bu training squad, you naturally can't bring it along.

Guo Yongwen let out a short "oh", evidently having forgotten the matter: "Deputy Commander, fetch him a rifle; you know which one I mean, right?"

Deputy Commander Cheng Jun ran off helplessly, soon returned lugging a rifle and handed it to Lu Yang.

Lu Yang stared at the familiar 81‑style rifle before him, his face showing puzzlement.

Guo Yongwen: "What, still got questions?"

Lu Yang glanced at the others: "Why is everyone using the 85 sniper while I'm still on the 81?"

Guo Yongwen jabbed his finger into Lu Yang's chest: "Because you're a raw recruit. Is that answer satisfactory? Your hair hasn't even fully grown, yet you want to learn to fly—do you think you qualify?"

The other veteran soldiers in the training squad laughed in unison.

The laughter wasn't mockery; it was at Lu Yang's ignorance of the rules.

Food must be taken bite by bite; strides that are too big easily strain your balls.

Based on the timeline, the current New Recruit Company should have just issued rifles a few days ago.

A recruit who hasn't even mastered the 81 rifle, let alone experienced live‑fire shooting, suddenly wants to train with the 85 sniper rifle like the others?

This isn't a pipe dream—what is it then?

Seeing Lu Yang's lingering discontent, the gentle Deputy Commander Cheng Jun stepped forward to comfort him.

"Comrade Lu Yang, don't harbor any other thoughts; this isn't a personal targeting."

"The training squad's program follows a complete plan; you're a new recruit who joined midway, so you need time to integrate."

"Start with the 81 rifle, practice standing, prone, and kneeling positions, as well as muzzle‑weight drills; in a few days we'll schedule live‑fire shooting for you."

"If you achieve ideal scores, a few days before the training squad ends we'll let you try the 85 sniper, so you can feel the allure of a sniper rifle."

Deputy Commander Cheng Jun's temperament is almost the opposite of Guo Yongwen's.

He wears glasses, is refined, and speaks and acts at a leisurely pace.

People like him are suited for political work; his temperament is a bit like the Director of Affairs of the New Recruit Company.

But Lu Yang can't stop recalling Wan Baoshan's earlier 'moody sycophant' image.

Indeed, prejudice in the heart is a mountain; once you put on a filter, it's hard to take off.

Lu Yang shook his head and refused, because this was far from the training schedule he wanted.

If that's the case, then what's the difference from training in the New Recruit Company?

What's the point of this training unit coming here?

He doesn't want to be "taken care of" like a rookie by these veterans!

"Report, may I train with two guns at once!"

"I want to practice the 85 sniper with you, using every spare moment, even sacrificing sleep and meals, to practice the 81 gun!"

Lu Yang's "explosive jab" made Deputy Team Leader Cheng Jun frown; he had already given him a way out, but the guy still wouldn't take it?

That made his impression of this recruit quite poor; yesterday's relentless running turned into forced show‑off.

But before he could start criticizing, Guo Yongwen laughed first: "Daytime 85 sniper, nighttime 81 gun, hehe, hehehe… that's you!"

He gave Lu Yang a thumbs‑up, but it was clearly not praise: "I get the young man's drive to improve and learn new things, because I was just like you back then."

"Wanting to learn everything, wanting to master everything, but I tell you, the result is pleasing no one!"

"A normal person who wants to excel at one skill must put in hundreds or thousands times the effort and sweat; you, a fresh recruit not even a hair grown, how can you think you can dual‑wield??"

"Training with two guns at once—do you have the energy, the willpower, the talent?"

Lu Yang, neither humble nor arrogant, replied: "Report, I have it, or I don't; I want to let the facts speak!"

Guo Yongwen was amused by his stubbornness; seeing his iron‑clad demeanor, he really reminded Guo of his own fearless self when first enlisting, daring to fight even the veterans.

Because he himself had once tried dual‑wielding, even triple‑wielding.

He learned to operate tanks, to be a machine gunner, to be a sniper, and even studied tank maintenance and repair.

But in the end he was a jack‑of‑all‑trades, master of none; he wasted a lot of time and got scolded to the bone by the Company Commander Instructor.

Now he meets someone just like his past self, who won't listen to advice and wants to hit a wall.

He is glad to see the "past reappear."

People can't teach people, but a matter can be learned in one go.

It's hard to find a greenhorn as stubborn and idiotic as his younger self; Guo Yongwen watching him hit the wall with an experienced eye is also quite interesting.

That's what they call having walked in the rain yourself, so I also want to see you get drenched.

"Fine, I've said all I can," Guo Yongwen said calmly. "Not listening to advice is your own business; when the training ends with nothing achieved, don't blame me!"

"Yes!"

Seeing Lu Yang still refusing to hit the wall or turn back, Guo Yongwen turned, hands behind his back, faced the sun and said with a smile.

"Now, I'll give you a chance to see how well you master weapon proficiency."

"The Type 81 Automatic Rifle's major disassembly and reassembly—New Recruit Company should have taught that, right?"

"I'll give you fifteen seconds—never mind, twenty seconds. If you can finish quickly, then I will......"

Clack!

A sound of the magazine snapping back came from behind.

Guo Yongwen turned in surprise and saw Lu Yang squatting there, returning the magazine.

"What are you doing? I haven't said start yet!"

"Report, I have already disassembled and reassembled the weapon as required, awaiting orders!"

Lu Yang pulled the bolt empty, indicating the weapon was assembled and ready for his inspection.

"Hehe, hehe, are you kidding me? In the time it takes me to turn around, you say......"

Guo Yongwen stared at Lu Yang's serious eyes, his words stuck in his throat.

He turned his head to the others, their mouths agape in shock.

He suddenly felt uncertain inside—could it really be that fast?

Deputy Team Leader Cheng Jun nodded at him with a complicated expression: "I saw it with my own eyes; this kid's major disassembly and reassembly was absurdly fast....."

Guo Yongwen looked as if he saw a ghost: "W‑what, when did you start?"

Lu Yang answered frankly: "When you said 'I'll give you fifteen seconds,' I started then."

Wan Baoshan, standing aside counting time, said: "My god, from disassembly to reassembly, less than nine seconds total!"

"Lu Yang, are you sure you came from the New Recruit Company, not some special forces unit, Division knife‑edge reconnaissance company?"

Lu Yang gave no answer, just lowered his head and scanned the empty shoulders.

An unranked nylon buckle is the best proof.

At that moment, the veterans collectively blushed.

Cheng Jun felt the earlier concession was a bit unnecessary.

As for Captain Guo Yongwen, his expression changed slightly; he had underestimated the guy.

No wonder he dared to speak up; he does have real skill, but only the surface—what follows is the real challenge!