After all, how can he say that he is also a modern person.

Now there are so many movies and TV series with various military themes.

The sniper rifle is the coolest piece of equipment in the weapon, and the appearance rate is as high as it is expected.

In various movies and TV series, sniper rifles are even more said to be divine, they are masters, and the protagonists use them.

Who does not have the illusion of shooting off someone's dog's head eight hundred meters away is not.

The main thing is handsome, it's just a pity that I have always been gluttonous, and I have never had the opportunity to touch such a gun twice!

However, now, as soon as Pang Xuelin returned, he took out the guns he had previously asked for.

Don't mention the five flavors in my heart.

It's as if the goddess who has been asking for all this time has thrown herself into people's arms when she is beckoned.

Although the people are rich second-generation, this sense of blow is still very strong.

He was even thinking, expecting that the old squad leader would stop Pang Xuelin.

After all, Pang Xuelin is too shocking, and he also wants to see Pang Xuelin suffer a deflated meal.

"You're going to use this?"

Sure enough, did not disappoint Xiaozhuang, the old squad leader above spoke?

The tone is flat, but the doubts are obvious.

"Hehe, good, nice old squad leader, I'll go back and designate you to send you something delicious!" Ha ha! "

Zhuang Yan's face was silent, but his heart was happy.

For Pang Xuelin, he undoubtedly admired.

But someone who is always pretending in front of you, that will also be unpleasant, well, think about seeing what he suffers.

In his opinion, Pang Xuelin will definitely be humiliated this time, and he can only return the sniper rifle obediently.

After all, the people of the entire Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company, even if it was Chen Guotao, a platoon leader.

You want to use a sniper rifle, and you won't be allowed to use it without making the old squad leader think that you have this qualification.

Zhuang Yan didn't know how many people were rejected by the old squad leader.

Xiwa was one of them, who was curious to ask and want, but was speechless by the old squad leader... He put the gun down.

But in fact, Zhuang Yan misunderstood.

It's not that the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company has no good sniper rifles that no one uses, which is obviously wrong.

If the people of the Night Tiger Scout Company, want to study, and learn to use.

It won't be that long without anyone picking it up and using it.

It's just that for the reconnaissance company, it is not necessary to keep up with it for the time being.

Under the education of Lao Miao, the soldiers of the reconnaissance company clearly knew what they came to become soldiers for, not to play handsome, not to satisfy their curiosity.

They are scouts, and they generally perform reconnaissance missions, and sometimes there are other tasks, but very few.

And submachine guns and semi-automatic rifles are enough for them.

The opportunity and need to use a sniper rifle is minimal.

Lao Miao has always implemented the theory of making the best use of things, sniping, the rate is not high, it takes a lot of energy to learn, bullets are several prices for other bullets, and simply do not have the people of the tiger reconnaissance company to study, which has caused the current situation.

On the other hand, looking at the fourth company of sharpshooters, that is, everyone has to be able to snipe with one hand, not that which is bad, but only that the bias is different.

If on flat ground, the reconnaissance company confronted the fourth company of sharpshooters.

That was clearly a loss for the reconnaissance company.

But if you change the environment.

In other forests, or places with complex terrain and a small field of vision, it is naturally clear who wins and who loses.

"Yes, when I was at the logistics farm, my old squad leader handed me over!"

Pang Xuelin naturally didn't know that Xiao Zhuang, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, was now wishing that he would be ugly in his heart.

Stroking the sniper rifle in his hand, he replied seriously.

For all the masters of the Iron Fist Regiment, Pang Xuelin admired them very much, and did not find them annoying.

There is no doubt that those who remain are old people who have deep feelings for the troops and do not want to leave.

Such people have such a skill, which has been tempered by countless times of crawling and escaping death, and they deserve the admiration of everyone.

"Oh, the one from the orchard?"

The old squad leader's voice fluctuated a little...

He obviously didn't care very much, there were rumors in the group, so he didn't know the news that many people knew.

He heard about Pang Xuelin because of the fact that Pang Xuelin, the kid, saved Kang Lei and Chen Guotao a month ago.

"Well, yes, old squad leader, do you know that squad leader?"

Pang Xuelin asked curiously!

"Know, how not to know, use it well, don't let him down, he is in the munitions warehouse, he has been eating ashes for a long time!"

The voice of the old squad leader came.

Then, no matter what Pang Xuelin said, no sound came.

Pang Xuelin, helpless, could only walk out.

On the side, Xiao Zhuang, who no longer knew what to say, followed silently.

At this moment, Xiao Zhuang felt that he had received a 120,000-point crit in his heart.

Say well, say well, drink him.

Well, sniper rifles are difficult to learn?

Well, sniper rifles are not the equipment that recruits should use.

Scam paper, all deceptive paper.

Pang Xuelin this guy is not a good person, you really have nothing else.

Xiao Zhuang's heart was slandered. It's infuriating.

"Okay, let's go, go to a row to help!"

Pang Xuelin didn't know anything about Zhuang Yan, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and quickly rushed towards the confinement room of the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company...

He is a person in a row, and at this time, he naturally wants to act with a row.

"Hey, no, why are you running so fast, wait for me!"

Zhuang Yan was still slandering, and as soon as he looked up, Pang Xuelin had already run ten meters away with a sniper rifle.

It was also quick to keep up.

He still doesn't believe it, he is a genius no matter how he says, and he is a former sports specialty.

Could there be nothing comparable to Pang Xuelin?

If you have the ability, don't sneak away, what kind of skill is stealing.

Zhuang Yan's face was expressionless, but in his heart, he was complaining madly.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you, let's compare and see who gets to the confinement room first?"

Pang Xuelin looked at Zhuang Yan...

Odd eyes.

I haven't noticed it before, I haven't seen it.

This Zhuang Yan seems to have a lot of scenes in his heart.

When his psychology is fake...

To be sure, Zhuang Yan's goods are a sullen. _

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