Chapter 50
"More than 200?"

Song Yan glanced at the long line at the back, was a little puzzled, and then realized.

Maybe these people have concerns about safety?
"Cough cough."

Song Yan cleared his throat, stood in front of everyone, and said to everyone: "Everyone, don't have any worries. Joining Wutong Base, the welfare is definitely the best."

Song Yan's words caused a lot of discussion among the people.

"Who is this guy? Why is he standing next to Captain Chen, as if the entire Indus base was opened by his family?"

"Really, you are such a big man, can you line up properly?"

"It seems to be true. If I hadn't heard that I could become an evolutionary, I wouldn't even come here."

Chen Hu was a little embarrassed. He looked at Song Yan who was standing against the crowd, and quickly reminded in a low voice: "Captain Song, they don't seem to know you yet."

"Hahahaha, it's okay, if there is any problem, just mention it to our staff, and it's the same with me."

Song Yan didn't care, he just stood straight in front of the desk, looking at everyone with a smile on his face.

"No, who do you think you are? Are you here to cause trouble?"

A young man with an inch cut came out from the crowd with a serious expression on his face.

He is the next person who should be tested. His name is Han Bin, but he didn't expect Song Yan to intervene and directly interrupt the way of the test.

"Oh? You don't know me?"

There was a slight smile on Song Yan's face, and he immediately asked the people behind him: "You don't know me?"

Han Bin was speechless. How could there be such a person, looking for something to say?Looking for a sense of presence without a sense of existence?
"Who knows you? Who are you?"

"Really, just block the door and prevent us from conscription?"

"Don't stand here stupidly, can you, don't you have a place to sleep?"

Everyone was also very angry. This person came out with a disagreement and interrupted the conscription activity, which made them really anxious.

Song Yan nodded and said to everyone: "Everyone, I have something to tell you. If you choose Wutong, then Wutong will never treat you badly!"

"We've always been one and always will be!"

After finishing speaking, Song Yan patted Chen Hu on the shoulder and walked towards the distance, leaving behind a calm figure for everyone.

"Who is this person? Is there something wrong? You can really pretend."

"Really, daydreaming in broad daylight? You talk like a leader, do you really think of yourself as a leader?"

"Fuck, I don't even look in the mirror to see how much I weigh."

Chen Hu's face became more and more gloomy. He stood up with a dark face and shouted to everyone: "You don't know who he is? Do you recognize Song Yan?"

Song Yan?

Everyone's voices stopped abruptly. They couldn't imagine that that ordinary figure just now was actually the only leader of the base?

"Okay, everyone, line up here and get ready to register!"

Chen Hu looked at this group of people, and the anger in his heart didn't come out.

Everyone watched the figure gradually disappear, and the expressions on their faces were even more lamentable. They didn't expect that they actually scolded the leader today!
Han Bin's face was even weirder. Just now, he pointed at Song Yan's nose and scolded him. Now that he thinks about it, he feels a little scared.

If the latter is angry, wouldn't he die without knowing how?

Song Yan came to the newly built 'shooting range' according to what Fang Qiuyue said.

A gunshot came out, accompanied by Fan Bing's voice: "What the hell, wasting one out of ten bullets? How dare you waste one, don't you know what time it is?"

"I know, I was wrong captain!"

A small boy was holding a rifle in his hand, with a shameful expression on his face.

"Captain Fan, how is the shooting team training going?"

Song Yan had a smile on his face, Fan Bing was so serious, this kind of thing is absolutely rare.

"Boss? Why are you here? Damn, I just brought out a few better marksmanship, but this started to throw me off."

While talking, Fan Bing pointed to the boy who was lowering his head and touching the gun, his face was full of hatred.

"Are these few going to be brought over to guide the first echelon?"

Song Yan looked behind Fan Bing, there were seven soldiers in total, each of them had their own sniper rifle in their hands.

Fan Bing nodded, pointed at the boy in front of him, and said:

"This kid is a natural shooter, and his ability is also the strongest eagle eye, so he didn't practice well."

Song Yan was a little surprised, he looked up and down the boy in Fan Bing's mouth, he had a standard Chinese character face, and there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

"Captain, I know I was wrong, and I will definitely not hit it wrong next time."

The boy's head, which had just been raised, lowered again, with a more awkward expression on his face.

"What's your name?"

Song Yan noticed the boy's insignificant movement, he was taken aback, and asked hastily.

"Commander Song, my name is Xiang Guangrong, I am 19 years old!"

"Okay, no one asked your age, hurry up and practice your gun, and let me see you miss it, and you will have good fruit to eat!"

Fan Bing looked disgusted. The only thing this kid said was true. Anyone who knew him knew that he was 19 years old.

"Wait a minute, were you adjusting the crosshair just now?"

Seeing the boy about to leave, Song Yan quickly asked out the doubts in his heart.

After all, this method of adjusting the front sight is rare.

Even Fan Bing, who describes himself as a military fan, may not be proficient. Song Yan really can't believe that such a boy who is not yet 20 years old can.

The boy froze for a moment, then turned his head quickly, and said with an embarrassed face:

"I don't know, I just think it can be more accurate."

"Nonsense, how dare you break the scope, don't you want to practice guns?"

Only then did Fan Bing, who was standing aside, realize that there was a reason for Xiang Guangrong's inaccuracy before, and the reason was that he fiddled with the front sight without permission!
For a moment, he was furious.

"Fan Bing, don't be angry, just see what this kid says."

Song Yan patted the boy on the shoulder, raised his head and gave the latter an encouraging look.

Xiang Guangrong was stunned for a moment, then stopped, and explained with the gun in his hand:

"I think my gun is crooked, and then I readjust the front sight to find the right angle to make it fit that angle."

"Nonsense, does this explain the reason why your first bullet missed?"

As Fan Bing was talking, he suddenly froze.

The first shot made a hole, and every subsequent shot hit.
"I'm sorry Captain, I let you down, I won't do it again next time."

Xiang Guangrong felt a little sorry when he saw Fan Bing being so angry. He quickly bowed his head and apologized.

The latter glanced at Song Yan who was full of smiles, and continued:

"Show me your gun!"

Song Yan nodded. These days, Fan Bing has also grown a lot, from a messy boy to a qualified captain.

Clang!
Fan Bing held the sniper gun and twisted it lightly. In the next second, the sniper gun became a pile of parts.

He picked up the barrel of the gun body and widened his eyes.

(End of this chapter)

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