Chapter Seven, Invincible Battle Spirit
In the sky, a celestial maiden scattering flowers has already manifested, with fragments of stone falling in all directions. Among them, the largest piece was shattered by him with a single shot. The squad leader's expression was as dark as water; he swiftly turned the gun, his movements so fluid that they sent a chill down one's spine. Before his eyes, the aiming reticle and the stones in the sky had even reached a collinear position, he pulled the trigger once more.
I am not going to teach you how to wield a gun. If you want to achieve shooting accuracy of one hundred percent, you can only do so through relentless practice on the training ground, year after year, day after day, with no shortcuts and no other techniques! The squad leader gazed at the child before him and said solemnly: 'What I want you to remember is this kind of momentum! This is a penetrating power that erupts on the battlefield after having absolute confidence in one's military skills! Only soldiers who possess this quality will truly understand the essence of maintaining mobility through high-speed movement in assault operations, shooting down any suspicious targets without hesitation, and ensuring that there are no mistakes and no collateral damage to other targets! This is a penetrating power that erupts on the battlefield after having absolute confidence in one's military skills! Only soldiers who possess this quality will truly understand the essence of maintaining mobility through high-speed movement in assault operations, shooting down any suspicious targets without hesitation, and ensuring that there are no mistakes and no collateral damage to other targets!
As a sniper, he viewed this squad leader with a slightly different perspective than others. Due to his profession, he would involuntarily categorize any person or object as a hypothetical enemy, continuously calculating in his mind the methods he should employ to hit this target. Without such exceptional talent and passion, one would not qualify to become a top-tier sniper
"Good, I will remember your name! As long as you put your heart into it and into books, anyone has the potential for success!" The class leader said with a proud smile, "I appreciate the passion and the sincerity and care among comrades that you embody. Remember to maintain this passion and care, for this is the unique indomitable spirit of Chinese soldiers!"
Two pieces of filter paper, typically found only in a chemistry laboratory, were affixed to this plastic bag with transparent tape. The class monitor carefully tore the filter paper off and casually discarded the plastic bag on the ground, then stepped on it. (Note: If potassium chloride and sugar are dissolved in alcohol, and the filter paper is soaked in this solution and then dried, such filter paper will ignite upon contact with gasoline mixed with sulfuric acid, resulting in an explosion. This is considered a basic yet insidious landmine on the battlefield. Metal detection equipment cannot detect this type of landmine; if one steps on it and the reaction is slightly delayed, the thigh could be burned to a crisp like a roasted chicken leg.)
The class monitor did not turn around and asked, "What is your name?"
As he stepped through a thicket of bushes, suddenly with a "whoosh," a branch, about the thickness of an egg, which had been forcefully bent by someone, sprang up sharply from the bushes. At the very moment the branch shot up at an angle, the class monitor waved his left hand, and a pale blue flash of the knife flickered in the air, astonishingly severing the neck of a soda bottle tied to the very end of the branch.
There is an ancient saying in China: "Once or twice is acceptable, but three or four times is intolerable." The class monitor whispered, "Brother, my motto is either do not do it, or if you do, do it ruthlessly and with a thick skin. Zhao Haiping, if you have not set the fourth landmine, you do not deserve to be my disciple"
That soldier was truly taken aback; what did he see? What did he remember?
All the soldiers present raised their right hands together with Xiao Zhen
The class leader forcibly dug out five bottles of varying sizes from a pit, nodding in satisfaction. This is what it means to achieve the pinnacle of shameless perversion, specifically designed to challenge the limits of human psychological weaknesses: the mother-child chain mine!
Cutting the wires between the two landmines, the squad leader continued to dig. After excavating all the soil around the second landmine, he used his military knife to probe downward. With an expression of "as expected," he began to disarm the third mine.
The squad leader, whether running, shooting, or rolling, constantly changes angles and trajectories. The transition between each of his movements does not exceed 0.7 seconds. During the execution of the most difficult evasive rolls, he astonishingly manages to adjust his center of gravity and perform two feints in just 0.5 seconds. In other words, even if a world-class sniper were invited to witness this scene, he could only shake his head and smile wryly.
The class leader advanced slowly while wantonly destroying the deceptive mines laid by Zhao Haiping
A disguised tripwire was positioned five centimeters above the ground. As the class leader's foot passed over this tripwire, just as the book was about to land on a thin layer of fallen leaves, his foot suddenly froze in mid-air. He gazed at the thin layer of leaves before him, pondered for a moment, and then directly stepped onto the landmine tripwire, crouching down.
He rolled into a well-concealed position with good visibility, and the squad leader half-knelt as he raised his body, aiming his Type 85 automatic rifle and pulling the trigger
Bang!
Gazing at the broad back of the squad leader, this soldier, not even knowing why, suddenly shouted: "I will work hard, I will definitely become an excellent professional soldier like you!"
Xiao Zhen
A rain of gravel began to fall from the sky, and the surroundings were enveloped in silence
The soldier gaped in astonishment, for he suddenly realized that he had not paid attention to how the squad leader had locked onto the target or what movements had raised the Type 85 automatic rifle in his hands! Like the others, he was involuntarily captivated by the squad leader's actions and the unique aura of a battle-hardened soldier, completely overlooking the most critical aspects to focus on when facing the enemy on the battlefield
Jumping mines, trip mines, flying mines, pressure plate mines, chain mines, cluster mines... Everywhere the squad leader passed, there were shattered glass bottles he had broken.
The squad leader ultimately did not take the bulletproof vest, helmet, and the small Buddha statue from the soldier's hands. For soldiers of their caliber, the bulletproof vest and helmet could only become a burden. As for the amulet... they would rather trust the weapons in their hands and the skills honed through countless trials, forged from the iron will developed on the battlefield
The squad leader cautiously dug out a homemade landmine from the ground, but he did not rush to pick up the beer bottle. Instead, he used his military knife to avoid the bottle and continued to probe downward. Indeed, the knife struck another hard object. A landmine was placed beneath another landmine; once the engineer removed the upper landmine, believing everything was fine, and lifted the removed landmine, the lower landmine would be triggered.
The world's most elite soldiers, what a dazzling honor this is
Facing the encouraging gaze of the squad leader, the soldier felt a blazing fire wildly burning within his chest. He looked at this soldier with the utmost respect, desperately etching this man deep into his heart, for he had a profound realization: this squad leader already represented the pinnacle of the world
The class leader approached the armed police soldier and said, "Tell me, what did you see, and what do you remember?"
The squad leader suddenly paused slightly, his Type 85 automatic rifle still casually slung over his shoulder. However, no one knew how much time he would need to raise the rifle from his shoulder, aim at the target, and fire. He stared at a thicket more than one hundred meters away and coldly said, "Zhao Haiping, come out! Aren't you a hero? What kind of brave man hides and peeks?"
He saw the class leader, terrifying like a leopard, and the explosive power of the books. He witnessed the class leader's nearly perfect military evasion and attack movements. He observed the class leader's fluidity, with not a single superfluous action... more precise in posture than any film star in the world
The bottle neck, disconnected from the gasoline inside, rolled through the air, futilely spewing a tongue of flame mixed with white smoke
The class leader did not, like those armed police who entered the deep mountains to search for Zhao Haiping, insist on exhausting physical strength to immediately hide in cover without considering the consequences. For a special forces expert skilled in setting up deceptive traps, these theoretically optimal concealment locations are simply the preferred sites for laying traps.
The squad leader gently said to the soldier, "If you can train diligently and grasp the essence of assault operations, although you may not be a match for Zhao Haiping in two years, at least when you encounter such an opponent again in jungle or mountainous combat, you will have the opportunity to fight him for your life!"
The tripwire was deeply pressed into the soil by his foot, yet there was no reaction. In fact, Zhao Haiping only had one night to work; it was impossible for him to produce too many landmines. The psychological tactic of creating illusions was undoubtedly something he had to employ. The squad leader reached out to gently brush aside a few fallen leaves and picked up a plastic bag filled with gasoline from beneath them, which would certainly burst if stepped on.
Gazing at the squad leader striding into the mountainous area, Xiao Zhen bit down hard on his own lip. He took a deep breath and, with great determination, rendered the most sincere military salute to the squad leader's back