Chapter 905
The Type 95 barrel is short, the accuracy is poor, and it is not convenient to install multi-functional tactical rails.
High-precision sniper rifles go without saying.
The Type 85 sniper rifle is withdrawing from the front-line special sequence.
The Type 88 sniper rifle has insufficient effective range and small power.
Looking at the high-precision sniper rifle, 7.62 caliber, effective range 1500 meters.
The power is sufficient, the accuracy is superior, and the overall performance is not inferior to AWM at all.
Whether it is tactical or strategic, it can be applied.
Of course, tactical sniping or training still advocates the use of Type 88 sniper rifles.
Because of the high cost of high-precision sniper rifles, barrel life, and expensive bullets.
So it cannot be used recklessly for training and consumption!
In terms of supplies: combat uniforms, training uniforms, military boots, etc., belong to consumables.
Special forces, consumption is more than five times that of regular troops.
For example, for one field survival training, training uniforms and military boots, etc., have to be changed.
Because there are more female soldiers in the unit, small leather shoes, military skirts, etc., have also become one of the essential supplies.
"Acting as both father and mother, I should have a secretary too!"
Closing the document, Lin Feng stretched and came to the window.
Being on the seventh floor, the view is very open, and he can see male and female soldiers strolling in twos and threes.
"MMP, playing basketball and didn't call me."
"Today I will let you see the power of the basketball prince..."
The night is full of stars, birds and insects are chirping.
Because most of the officers and soldiers arrived on the first day.
They had no intention of sleeping, and most of them were strolling or playing in the base.
It is the hot summer, the night is cool, so there is a lot of joy.
At the obstacle training ground, several little girls from the medical detachment were playing.
They were wearing uniform black vests and shorts, and were clumsily climbing over.
"Xiaoman, you are too stupid, how can you do it in the future?"
"Oh, I haven't practiced before, it's normal to be rusty!"
"Wrong, you can't wear shorts for obstacle climbing, it's easy to get hurt!"
"I heard Sister Sister Xiao Ying mention it today, we will have a hard time in the future!"
"Hmm, I regret coming to Long Yan now, but is it too late?"
"Look to the left, is that the Squadron Leader and Feifei and the others?"
Following the pointing of the arm, the remaining girls saw it.
That's right, it was Lin Feng and Han Yuning and others taking a walk after dinner.
At the right time, an older girl said:
"Making a fuss, what's so strange about this?"
Hearing this, the pointing girl giggled: "I'm curious how they sleep at night!"
"Haha, Qiuya, you are so dirty, but I'm also very curious!"
This question obviously became a doubt, and they needed to scout and discover it themselves.
As for how they sleep? You taste, you taste carefully...
September 5th, the weather is sunny.
At 8:00 AM, nearly five hundred people were assembled in the school field waiting.
The size of the square formations belonged to different units, but the differentiation was distinct.
Although the scorching sun was hanging high, no one was chattering.
About five minutes later, seven or eight military vehicles drove from far to near.
"Attention, everyone, stand at attention."
As the vehicles stopped, under the focused gaze.
Lieutenant General Gao got off the lead vehicle, followed by Major General He Ming, Director of the Political Department.
Langya Special Operations Brigade Commander, Senior Colonel He Zhijun.
What was surprising was that from the vehicles behind, a special assault team got off.
Seven people, wearing full sets of foreign military combat uniforms, looking very professional.
The big 'Thunder' character on the military cap was particularly eye-catching.
Without a doubt, they must be the first foreign military simulation special forces unit in the whole army.
Known as the whetstone of special operations — the Thunder Commando.
More won't be narrated for now, because there is no time.
After the three main chiefs got off the vehicle and gathered, Lin Feng immediately ran forward.
"Report to Brigade Commander, the Long Yan Squadron has assembled, please give instructions, Squadron Leader Lin Feng."
"At ease, fall into line."
Saluting each other, after Lin Feng returned, He Zhijun turned to look at Lieutenant General Gao.
"Chief, would you like to say a few words?"
Lieutenant General Gao smiled and waved his hand: "Today is different from the past, Xiao He and I are just here to observe the ceremony."
"You are the real superior, we can't steal your limelight."
He Zhijun smiled, and didn't be polite anymore.
In the gap of turning his gaze, the smile on his face disappeared and was replaced by seriousness.
"Flag bearer, step out, welcome the flag."
The next second, Lieutenant Zhuang Yan stepped out of the crowd and marched forward.
"Report to Brigade Commander, the flag bearer is in position, finished."
No problem, He Zhijun took the fluttering flag from the secretary's hand and handed it to... ===== CHAPTER 907 =====
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