"Do you understand?!" The last sentence is as ruthless as metal. It's a stern order.

Ye Jian almost had no pause. She held her head high and answered forcefully, "understand!"

Under the hellish training of world-class snipers, this day became the most difficult beginning of Ye Jian's life. After ten minutes of warm-up, she stood still.

It's just standing, and always answering the numbers that come out of the training ground.

At the same time, the body is absolutely not allowed to move. As long as you move a little bit, an ant will be placed at her neck

“34，…” All digital cards are intelligent control, only three seconds, there will be four to five at the same time, at most seven out of the number.

From single to hundred, Ye Jian needs to answer correctly in such a short time as blink of an eye.

This is not only to train Ye Jian's reaction and observation to the surrounding environment, but also to train Ye Jian's willpower and attention!

"The shooting time of sniper rifle is generally 0.022 seconds. After 0.022 seconds, either your bullet will penetrate the enemy's eyebrow, or the enemy's bullet will take away your soul. To survive, basic training is the first step. "

After all, considering Ye Jian or a child, principal Chen didn't start with "real guy" for the first time, like ants crawling in from the neck, which are all pediatrics. It is the ordinary soldiers who will meet in the covert operations.

Having stood for an hour, Ye Jian's attention is not only not distracted by the past of time, but more and more concentrated.

At the moment when she concentrated on the cards, she had clearly reported the exact serial number from the beginning to the end, "left Over! "

Not only is she highly focused, but her reflexes are excellent.

I don't know when principal Chen with a folder wrote and drew on the paper, recording the training performance of Ye Jian on the first day.

Basic training and sniper training are carried out simultaneously. After two months of intensive basic training, he will let Ye Jian touch the real gun directly, and it is the real gun loaded with bullets!

From Tuesday to Friday, Ye Jian is an ordinary student during the day.

At night, he becomes a sniper in training, constantly learning and strengthening himself.

In just a few days, the change from the inside to the outside is obvious. The delicate appearance of the delicate face has faded away. It is no longer a flower in bud, but a pine on the edge, which can stand the scorching sun and bear the storm.

That kind of change doesn't mean that you can see it at a glance. It's the spring rain moistening things silently. When you see it, everyone will be used to such leaf slips.

Ye Jian, who returned to the village at the end of the week, ran down the mountain, from fast to slow, and then to walk step by step, all the way to Uncle Gen.

"Three minutes faster than last week, not bad." Uncle Gen smoked a hookah, put the stopwatch in his arms, and looked at the hard-working girl in front of him. The voice of the old man was more and more kind, "don't try to rush in, let's go slowly."

Ye Jian wiped her sweat, and her dark eyes were brighter than Xingzi's after the exercise, like the black Yaoshi washed by water. "I'm not in a hurry, Grandpa. I'm not in a hurry with you and principal Chen. We just need to study hard and learn steadily. "