Chapter 77: Is a Good Soldier (Please Collect, Please Recommend)

Night, dormitory.

Qi Hui lay in bed, flipping through the two new skills the system had just generated.

When he first got the skills, Qi Hui was extremely shocked, surprised, even horrified, yet... they seemed to have no use.

Once his emotions stabilized, Qi Hui realized these two awesome skills had little practical use for him breaking into the entertainment industry.

As for the Artillery Proficiency skill, let alone the entertainment industry, it would be of little use across the entire arts circle.

As for Killing Intent... that was even more useless; one couldn't actually go around killing people, could one?

Let alone killing, even hitting someone was uncommon in the entertainment industry.

This was the China server, not the North American server where gunfights happened every day.

Acting, the snakes welcomed with joy; after all, the snakes also needed spiritual life.

But if you dared to act violently, even draw blood, don't blame the snakes for using their methods.

The snakes were eager to establish merit, get promoted, and receive a raise!

The next day, training continued.

As that new recruit had said the night before, the training intensity had decreased; physical training was reduced somewhat, with the focus on drill movements, marching and halting, and military posture.

Days passed, and as time went on, the training intensity increased bit by bit.

The focus shifted gradually from the original drill training to physical training, then from physical training to tactical training, and finally from tactical training to weapon and shooting training.

The live-fire shooting many new recruits looked forward to occurred during this training module.

Bang bang bang!

The overlapping gunshots echoed within the firing range; Qi Hui frowned slightly. Unlike in films and TV dramas, gunshots were actually very loud, extremely loud.

They exploded in the ears like muffled thunder; the first time, if one wasn't careful, one would suffer ringing in the ears and dizziness, stunned and frozen in place.

Add to that the heavy, pungent smell of gun oil, and some people might even vomit directly.

Qi Hui was fine; during high school and university military training, he had shot live rounds at targets.

Counting it up, he had shooting experience with a full ten bullets.

Thus, he became the first person in the squad to complete the shooting.

"Huh?" In the distance, the instructor saw the brightest star in the crowd and couldn't help but feel surprised.

He raised his telescope to look at the target paper; this made him even more shocked.

"41 rings... not bad, not bad, this is a good soldier."

For a new recruit's first time shooting at a target, they didn't actually require hitting a certain number of rings; as long as three bullets hit the target, it counted as passing.

Qi Hui's performance was extremely excellent; the brightest star in the crowd wasn't just metaphorically, but physically speaking.

"Which squad is this from?" the instructor asked, "Bring his file over for me to see."

The clerk dared not delay; he rummaged through the car and pulled out a document.

The instructor glanced at it and immediately showed surprise; both drill training and physical training were in the upper-middle range, and Black-faced Old Yan's evaluations of him were mostly positive.

"He is a good soldier... what a pity!" the instructor sighed; the pity was that he was here to act.

If he were truly a real soldier, he would definitely need some cultivation.

Evening, dormitory, returning from target practice.

"Old Qi, did you practice before?" Ren Kenuo looked at Qi Hui and asked.

During today's target practice, the squad leader praised Qi Hui heavily; needless to say, the comrades immediately became envious.

Qi Hui glanced at him and nodded in admission: "That's right, I did shoot before."

Over this period, he had gotten to know the new recruits in the squad; this Ren Kenuo was the actor about to play the ostrich.

After chatting a few times, Qi Hui learned he was a classmate of Zheng Yitong.

The one from "The Return of the Seduction," the eldest sister Bao Lian.

"Stand up!"

At that moment, a shout came from outside the door.

Everyone in the dormitory looked solemn and immediately stood at attention.

Outside the door, many people filed in; it was the instructor bringing the new recruits from another squad.

Not just the new recruits, but also their squad leader, who was carrying small folding stools.

Qi Hui also spotted Old Ling in the crowd; he happened to be in this squad.

The two exchanged a glance, nodded slightly, and greeted each other.

"Hehe, come over and sit down," the instructor chuckled, not at all stern.

After everyone sat down neatly and uniformly on the stools according to the command, he said cheerfully, "We came today just to relax and hold a democratic life meeting."

"Everyone chat a bit, tell your own stories, perform some talents, and relax your mood."

Qi Hui pressed his lips together; the army's care was good, but too much care made him feel somewhat uncomfortable and disliked it.

Beside him, Black-faced Old Yan's expression stiffened, then he stretched his muscles and bones, preparing to act.

This kid Qi Hui was a bit uncooperative; he needed to be careful.

Over this period, he had seen quite a lot; without using force, he simply couldn't suppress this kid.

"Come, that comrade," the instructor pointed at Qi Hui and said, "You shot the best today; you go first."

"Chatting or performing some talents?" the instructor asked with a gentle smile.

He knew Qi Hui's background; actors shouldn't be stage-frightened.

Qi Hui was speechless; the squad leader had said the same last time; why did everyone like to ask me to perform talents?

I'm an actor, not a singer.

I can't exactly put on a live acting demonstration, can I?

But faced with so many gazes and such enthusiasm, Hua Xuanji felt too embarrassed to refuse and could only slowly walk out.

"Ahem... fellow comrades, then I'll sing for you." Hua Xuanji rolled his eyes, smiled gently, and said.

He then cleared his throat, slowly stood up, and scanned all the new recruits around him.

Clap, clap, clap...

Immediately, the new recruits began to applaud, their faces full of expectation.

The atmosphere in the unit was simple and pure; whoever was powerful could act arrogantly. Moreover, Hua Xuanji was not only excellent in training but also extremely handsome.

Handsome and sunny, making people feel fond of him.

Unless one harbored dirty thoughts, no one would find him unpleasant to look at.

Instead, Hua Xuanji's own classmates had no expectation; their expressions were rather strange.

"Before I enlisted, I learned quite a few army songs. I'll dedicate them to you, fellow comrades!" Hua Xuanji shouted loudly:

"One song, 'Green Flower in the Army'. Fellow comrades, please enjoy!"

The instructor's face stiffened. What... what the heck?

Green Flower in the Army?

"The cold wind blows, the fallen leaves drift; the army is a green flower..." Hua Xuanji sang with deep emotion and rich feeling.

"Stop!" The instructor shouted urgently: "Don't sing anymore!"

This song can't be heard; hearing it will cause trouble!

"Dear comrade, don't you..."

"Damn it, shut your mouth!" Black-faced Old Yan roared and lunged forward in a flying dive.

But the instructor was faster than him; he directly applied a rear chokehold and smoothly swept Hua Xuanji's leg, knocking him down.

The entire sequence of moves was smooth as flowing clouds and swift as lightning.

Let alone the new recruits, even the veterans hadn't quite seen it clearly.

Wow, the instructor is supposed to be political work, so why is he so fierce... Several squad leaders sweated profusely, glad they hadn't done anything to the instructor before.

Otherwise, they would have been promoted.

Lifted up to be worked on!

Ding~

【Host has contacted Company Instructor You Wei, obtaining two lottery chances. Do you wish to draw now?】

"Uh..." Hua Xuanji, locked in a chokehold with his eyes rolling back, froze upon seeing the panel.

"Draw!"

How could he not draw?

【Congratulations, Host. You have acquired the skills: Proficiency in Shooting and Firearms, Proficiency in Bayonet Combat.】

Hua Xuanji's eyes lit up; he didn't even care about being choked anymore.

Bayonet Combat?

That's a good thing!