The sudden touch on her thigh made Qin Xiaoyou scream in shock. She turned around in a panic and realized that it was Mo Wen. Immediately, her eyes widened and she said angrily, "Mo Wen, are you looking for death?"
"Accident, accident."
Mo Wen laughed dryly. It was indeed an accident just now. He saw that Qin Xiaoyou was so anxious that she couldn't climb up, so he helped her without thinking too much.
Qin Xiaoyou didn't have the time to continue lecturing Mo Wen. After glaring at him fiercely, she jumped off the high wall with a red face. Her movements were very professional as she dashed towards the opposite field of stakes.
Mo Wen followed behind Qin Xiaoyou calmly. Seeing that she was exhausted, he secretly helped her. However, every time he helped, Qin Xiaoyou would roll her eyes.
Unknowingly, Qin Xiaoyou was in third place in the female soldier team. As for the two female soldiers in front of her, they were strong women.
However, compared to the female soldier team, the competition in the male soldier team was more intense. Now, there were already people who had passed through the obstacle area and were running towards the finish line.
In the end, Qin Xiaoyou was in 21st place, Mo Wen was in 22nd place, Wang Yuan was in 4th place, and Chen Zhongqing was in 15th place. However, the other two people from the 4th Battalion were still ahead of Chen Zhongqing.
After a period of calculation, the final results were out. The 3rd Battalion was in first place, the 4th Battalion was in second place, the 2nd Battalion was in third place, and the 1st Battalion was naturally in last place.
Among the three people who were in the top three, two of them belonged to the 3rd Battalion, and one of them was actually from the 1st Battalion, a woman!
Not to mention the valiant and scary woman, the 3rd Battalion's ability was really strong. If the 4th Battalion wanted to win against the 3rd Battalion, it wouldn't be an easy task.
After the first round of competition, the 3rd Battalion was in first place with 108 points, the 4th Battalion was in second place with 103 points, the 3rd Battalion was in third place with 98 points, and the 1st Battalion was in fourth place with 97 points.
"The standards of the 3rd Battalion's students are indeed higher than the other battalions. There are many capable people in that battalion."
Zhang Lizheng looked at Chief Instructor Zhou Zhen and said helplessly. At this moment, the Chief Instructor's face was already a little gloomy.
"As far as I know, there are still a few powerful students from the 3rd Battalion who didn't fight in the first round. They will probably appear in the next two rounds. I'm afraid it will be difficult for our 4th Battalion to win against the 3rd Battalion."
He had a good relationship with one of the instructors of the 3rd Battalion. From him, he knew that the 3rd Battalion still had a few very powerful people. However, they didn't send any of them out in the first round. If the 3rd Battalion was able to get first place so easily, it would be even more difficult for them to defeat the 3rd Battalion later on.
"Don't tell me that our 4th Battalion doesn't have any talents?" Zhou Zhen asked with an ugly expression.
"Yes, but it's hard to say if they can win against the 3rd Battalion. It's said that there's a sharpshooter in the 3rd Battalion. That kid is monstrous. It's said that he can hit a moving UFO from a hundred meters away. "
Zhang Lizheng said worriedly. The second round was the shooting competition, and the score was higher than the obstacle. If the 4th Battalion lost the shooting competition, it would be impossible for them to make a comeback.
"Didn't you tell me last time that your Third Company has a kid who is very good at shooting?" Zhou Zhen frowned.
"Although that kid is not bad, compared to Shao Jianyang from the 3rd Battalion, he's still lacking a lot."
Zhang Lizheng laughed bitterly. He now regretted reporting Mo Wen's situation to Zhou Zhen in advance. At that time, he thought that Mo Wen had a high chance of getting first place in the shooting competition, so he told Zhou Zhen the good news.
But now, the 3rd Battalion had a Shao Jianyang whose marksmanship was monstrous. Even some of the professional snipers in the special forces couldn't be compared to him. He didn't have any confidence in Mo Wen getting first place in the shooting competition anymore.
"Don't find excuses. If you lose, you lose."
Zhou Zhen snorted softly and closed his eyes slightly. Obviously, he didn't have any confidence in the upcoming competition.
"The second round is the 100 meters shooting competition. Now, let's invite the four battalions to choose ten outstanding contestants for the second round of the competition. First place will receive 20 points, second place will receive 15 points, third place will receive 10 points, and fourth place will receive 5 points. Let's begin. "
After the first round of the competition ended, the middle-aged officer returned to the middle of the drill ground and announced the start of the second round through the loudspeaker.
The second round of the 100 meters shooting competition was very simple. Every battalion would choose ten members to shoot at a fixed target from 100 meters away.
The four battalions would each send one person, and then they would take turns shooting in groups of four. Everyone had to hit the bullseye. If they didn't, they would be eliminated.
After the last round of elimination, the battalion that persisted until the end would be the first place. The battalion that was eliminated the earliest would be the last.
The second round tested the individual's ability. If a person could continuously hit the bullseye, then they wouldn't be eliminated. As long as a battalion still had one person not eliminated, then it wouldn't be considered the end.
However, to hit the bullseye every time was extremely difficult. Even if one was a sharpshooter, if they were slightly distracted, they would most likely fail.
Without a doubt, the 4th Battalion picked Mo Wen first. Although his results in the 400 meters obstacle course weren't particularly outstanding, his shooting standard was guaranteed by Instructor Zhang Lizheng.
Similarly, Wang Yuan was also picked for the second round. He was a rare ancient martial art practitioner, and his abilities in all aspects were far beyond that of a normal person. Other than Mo Wen and Wang Yuan, it was hard to say if there was a third ancient martial art practitioner in the entire 4th Battalion.
After a while, the teams of ten people from the four battalions appeared in the center of the drill ground. What surprised Mo Wen was that Qin Xiaoyu had appeared again!
Could it be that she was an all-around genius?
In the center of the drill ground, there were four fixed targets, and a red line was drawn 100 meters away. Outside the red line, there were four areas, number one, number two, number three, and number four, each corresponding to a target.
Every battalion walked to the corresponding area to warm up. After ten minutes, the official shooting competition would begin.
The firearms used in the competition weren't specified. There were pistols, rifles, and even machine guns. Of course, there were no sniper rifles.
The students could casually choose the firearms that they were good at.
After ten minutes of warming up, everyone began to warm up. After choosing their suitable firearms, they began to shoot a few practice shots.
Mo Wen picked up a semi-automatic rifle, but didn't go to the practice target. Instead, he directly disassembled the rifle into its most basic parts. After checking and confirming that there were no problems, he reassembled it.
"You are that Mo Wen. What's your relationship with Qin Xiaoyu?"
A youth who wasn't tall and had an ordinary appearance, but his gaze was very sharp walked in front of Mo Wen. He used a scrutinizing gaze to size Mo Wen up.
Although he wasn't tall, he was arrogant and never looked people in the eye. Standing in front of Mo Wen, he spoke in a commanding tone.
"That doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?" Mo Wen glanced at the youth and said plainly.
"Very well, you have guts. I am Shao Jianyang. Please remember my name. Later, you will know who is the one who is trying to take advantage of you. I heard that you are the seeded player of the 4th Battalion? Haha, later when I trample you under my feet, I wonder what kind of expression the 4th Battalion will have. "
Shao Jianyang glanced at Mo Wen coldly, then laughed loudly and left.
Mo Wen rolled his eyes. It was really ridiculous.
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