Chapter 65: Grandmaster-level Firearms Proficiency!

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In the corridor of the Theater General Hospital.

Du Feifei was lying against the window, her hands supporting her face as she gazed out, lost in thought.

Not knowing what beautiful thing she was thinking of, a radiant smile gradually spread across her pretty face.

Just then, Xiao Ying crept over like a thief.

"Hey, are you thinking about your sweetheart?"

"Ah, you scared me! You're so annoying!"

Seeing Du Feifei rolling her eyes repeatedly, Xiao Ying didn't mind and continued to tease her.

"Since you have a sweetheart, have I become a nuisance?"

"Am I no longer the good sister you can talk to about anything?"

"Hmph, you person who values romance over friends, do you still want to hang out?"

"Who, who values romance over friends?"

Du Feifei gestured wildly, pretending to be fierce: "Nonsense, do you believe I'll pinch you to death?"

"Heh, poked in your sore spot, are you trying to kill me to silence me?"

"Fine, fine, I am thinking about my sweetheart, is that not allowed?"

Not pretending anymore, showing your cards, are you?

Xiao Ying nodded with a smile: "Thinking about your sweetheart isn't shameful, what's there to hide?"

"Take me for example, I think about my wooden Zhuang every single day!"

The situation is indeed like that, but there is a difference between the two!

Du Feifei said: "You and Zhuang have been childhood sweethearts, you confirmed your relationship a long time ago."

"I'm different, Lin Feng has never said straight out that he likes me, you know?"

Heh, so it's unrequited love, no wonder!

Xiao Ying's smile remained unchanged as she said: "A man chasing a woman is separated by a mountain, a woman chasing a man is separated by a layer of gauze."

"Our Comrade Feifei is young, beautiful, smart, and the daughter of a military family."

"So Lin Feng will sooner or later fall under your pomegranate skirt."

"Regarding this, do you not have confidence?"

"Mm-hmm, he definitely won't be able to escape my grasp, I'm grabbing, I'm grabbing..."

Du Feifei's small hands were grabbing and pinching in the air, the meaning was obvious!

However, the next second, her pretty face couldn't help but slump:

"He hasn't replied to my messages for over a week, it's so frustrating!"

Over a week?

Xiao Ying was puzzled: "Zhuang hasn't called me for over a week either."

"The day before yesterday, I called the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company."

"The duty officer actually said he wasn't in the company, could it be they went out of camp for training?"

Training? Du Feifei suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"I know, they went to the special forces to participate in the selection."

"Because during the selection period, neither officers nor soldiers are allowed to use mobile phones!"

Special forces? Participating in selection?

"Feifei, are you saying Zhuang went too?"

"Mm-hmm, I guess he went with Lin Feng!"

Hearing the certain answer, Xiao Ying was shocked, very, very panicked.

What kind of place are special forces?

A true frontline combat unit, a concentration camp for warriors!

How long has Zhuang been in the army? Is he stupid?

"Stupid, stinky block of wood, why didn't he discuss it with me?"

"Heh, are you asking me?"

Du Feifei shook her head: "Alright, complaining is meaningless."

"Just tell me, do you want to go see him?"

"I do," Xiao Ying nodded: "I plan to go secretly when it's his birthday to give him a surprise."

"How romantic, when is Zhuang's birthday?"

"Seven months and one day from now."

"...."

Du Feifei stroked her head, speechless: "That's such a long time, I can't wait."

"Mm, I'm going to call Uncle He to see if he can make an exception!"

Time flowed by day by day.

With sufficient guarantees of food and sleep, the rookies' comprehensive combat power grew day by day.

That's right, professional skills, tactics, physical training, etc.

One must ensure sufficient food energy intake and sufficient sleep time!

Speaking of Lin Feng, he practiced marksmanship alone every day,

which left his arms aching and his ears ringing every night when he slept.

Of course, consuming a massive amount of ammunition was not without its gains.

Relying on his formidable physical fitness, comprehension, and the blessing of the Super Sniper skill,

it only took him a little over a week for his rifle, pistol rapid-fire, and precision to reach the intermediate level as assessed by the system!

And wanting to reach the advanced level is definitely not something that can be improved by short-term hard training.

One must know: Gao Dazhuang has practiced his whole life and is only at the advanced level...

March 20th,

not any special day.

It was just the twenty-first day since Lin Feng joined Langya, and it was also a Monday!

So early in the morning, when Lin Feng opened his eyes, he couldn't help but mutter.

"I hope my luck is better this time,"

"don't be like the last two times, making me feel like crap!"

Yes, good luck seemed to have been used up.

So much so that the last two check-ins resulted in a '28-inch bicycle' and a 'flowered handkerchief' respectively.

What the hell, just ask, what is the use of these two things?

Fighting while riding a 28-inch bicycle, or singing an opera with a flowered handkerchief?

It can only be said that these two things aren't even as useful as a roll of toilet paper!

"System check-in."

"Ding: Check-in successful, host has obtained Grandmaster-level Firearms Proficiency."

【Grandmaster-level Firearms Proficiency】 covers all 'firearm' class thermal weapons; within effective range, one hits the target every time.

"I'll be damned..."

Luck exploded, checking in the long-awaited firearms proficiency skill.

However, at this moment, while Lin Feng was happy and joyful, he was also very miserable and depressed!

What he was happy and joyful about was: Grandmaster-level Firearms Proficiency made up for his deficiencies and shortcomings.

It also made him infinitely close to being an all-around soldier!

What he was miserable and depressed about was: he had been training crazily for nearly two weeks, how much suffering had he endured? ===== CHAPTER 67 =====