Ace Special Forces in Movies and TV Shows

Chapter 0116: The Nightmare Ends

At the shooting range again, after several rounds of torture, only 13 trainees remained, and each of them had a pitiful single-digit score. Zheng Yingqi, who originally had 15 points, had 10 points deducted by Yuan Lang yesterday.

This is a test of shooting with one hand. Everyone's right hand is tied to simulate an extreme situation.

Yuan Lang remained hidden in the shade, this time chatting endlessly on his phone. Sometimes his laughter drowned out the gunshots, and his occasional slight complaints during his chatter were like thunderclaps in the ears of the remaining 13 people.

Just like now, Zheng Yingqi is struggling to aim at the target, but after pulling the trigger, he only manages to shoot down one target.

"One point." Qi Huan deducted points from Zheng Yingqi's score in a swift motion. Zheng Yingqi stepped back in frustration, just as Yuan Lang's voice rang out:

"Every day, we waste our time on a bunch of idiots. Hey, let me tell you, some self-righteous smart guy just shot down a target with a single magazine while holding a gun in his left hand—tsk tsk, Qi Huan is too soft-hearted and only deducted 1 point. If it were me, I would have at least three points."

Zheng Yingqi turned his head away expressionlessly, no longer looking at Yuan Lang. He knew it was fake, but after seeing it again and again, he felt it was real.

"Keep a calm mind, keep a calm mind," Wu Zhe muttered softly, but the resentment in his eyes was impossible to hide.

Number 6 was shooting at the target when, after emptying a magazine, he had just unfastened his right hand when Qi Huan walked over and said, "Number 6, you've lost all your points."

Number 6 silently put down his gun, left his firing position, and slowly walked away, his figure becoming increasingly hunched.

"Only 12 left..." Tuo Yonggang muttered as he walked to his shooting position. Qi Huan kindly reminded him, "29, you still have 2 points left."

His expression changed, and he let his right hand be tied up. Then he calmed down, aimed, and fired.

"1 point." Qi Huan quickly marked the name, and Tuo Yonggang looked as if he had just escaped death.

After one round of target practice with a single handheld gun, the number of people decreased from 13 to 11.

……

A main battle tank is patrolling imposingly across the open ground, like a Tyrannosaurus Rex with its claws outstretched.

"Go one by one, take down the tanks for extra points."

Qi Huan announced the rules. With scores in the single digits, no one dared to ask why anymore. Everyone was carefully protecting their scores, but no matter how they calculated, they felt that the day Yuan Lang was looking forward to was getting closer and closer.

No one doubts Yuan Lang's statement that he would send them all away anymore. Yuan Lang's behavior during this period has also confirmed this. Even Zheng Yingqi is worried that if Qi Huan or Yuan Lang suddenly loses their minds, he will have to leave.

The first trainee had already disappeared into the bushes, while the others watched from the side. Qi Huan and Yuan Lang were hiding under a parasol, leisurely drinking "beer," as if discussing how to eliminate the remaining 11 stubborn bronze-level trainees.

In fact, Duke Huan of Qi said again:

"Captain, we can't deduct points today! Nobody can afford to lose any more!"

Yuan Lang tossed his phone onto the table and said, "Then I won't deduct it."

Qi Huan was stunned. Yuan Lang smiled and said, "That's good. They finished training earlier than I expected."

To the students in the distance, however, the laughter sounded like the laughter of a demon. They felt a chill, as if Yuan Lang had already devised a plan to sabotage their final score.

The battle against the tanks continued, and the four in front were defeated by them. Each of them was ridiculed and mocked by Yuan Lang like a coward. Wu Zhe, in particular, was criticized by Yuan Lang, who said, "Your equipment is so good, you might as well sell it to a military surplus store."

Wu Zhe kept telling himself to stay calm and went back. When he came to his senses, he realized that he hadn't lost any points—the 2 points were still stubbornly hanging there.

But now it was Zheng Yingqi's turn.

The Tyrannosaurus Rex-like main battle tank swaggered around for a while, but no one could be found. Just as it moved again, a grenade exploded on the front side of the vehicle. The gunner and turret on the tank spun wildly, but still no trace of anyone was found.

Just then, a figure leaped out from within arm's reach of the vehicle. In the instant the gunner turned his weapon, the figure had already grabbed the vehicle and entered the machine gun's blind spot—the figure was Zheng Yingqi, who was currently hanging on the tank, looking exactly like an added steel plate.

The assistant gunner climbed out with a submachine gun, wanting to get rid of this thorn in his side, but as soon as he climbed out of the turret, he was shot and started smoking. Then Zheng Yingqi climbed onto the tank and threw a grenade into the tank's driver's compartment.

"Stand and watch." Yuan Lang didn't even comment on Zheng Yingqi's actions, but simply made him stand in front of him like a door god.

The battle on the field continued, and everyone was desperately trying to destroy the Tyrannosaurus Rex, but most of them were just throwing their lives away in vain.

"What are your thoughts?" Yuan Lang asked after a long pause.

"Is it for the entire training session or just this one?" Zheng Yingqi asked as usual.

"What about this training session?"

Zheng Yingqi paused for a moment, then said, "That's how the tank company was wiped out during last year's mountain exercise."

During last year's mountain exercise, the tank company that served as reinforcements for the Steel Seventh Company carried the hopes of the Steel Seventh Company, but was completely wiped out before it could rejoin the Steel Seventh Company.

"And what about the whole training?" Yuan Lang asked without looking up.

"It's so successful that it makes us despair, so desperate that we lose all hope. It's a very successful training," Zheng Yingqi said softly.

Yuan Lang glanced at Zheng Yingqi in surprise. He really hadn't expected Zheng Yingqi to say that, so he said in a sarcastic tone, "Not bad at flattery."

"This model is nice. These beers—they must be quite troublesome to process, right?" Zheng Yingqi commented casually, glancing at the phone and beer on the table.

Qi Huan stared at Zheng Yingqi in surprise. From Zheng Yingqi's tone, he could tell that this soldier had known the truth all along—which made him feel like he was the one being entertained instead of the one being entertained.

Yuan Lang was more composed than Qi Huan. He said softly, "Since you know, why don't you tell them?"

"That would be pointless."

"Why are you saying this now?"

"No points were deducted today, so the performances that were deducted should be over," Zheng Yingqi replied. Yuan Lang instantly understood what Zheng Yingqi meant. He hadn't said anything before to keep the training going, but now he was expressing his anger—clearly, this guy in front of him had been holding back a lot of anger.

Yuan Lang looked at Zheng Yingqi with curiosity. Thinking about everything Zheng Yingqi had done from the beginning to the present, he felt that this soldier in front of him really knew their purpose from the very beginning.

"What if you're wrong?" Yuan Lang retorted.

"There's no mistake," Zheng Yingqi said without hesitation. "A highly effective fighting force will definitely have excellent discipline."

"Thank you for your trust—a very precious trust," Yuan Lang said sincerely. He didn't know that Zheng Yingqi had an omniscient perspective, so he was grateful for this trust.

"Let's have a drink and meet in the woods—we'll hold it in for another two weeks." Yuan Lang offered Zheng Yingqi a "beer" as a way of repaying Zheng Yingqi's trust, though the gratitude sounded cheap and made people cringe.

Zheng Yingqi readily picked up a glass and drank it. It tasted good, quite sweet.

After drinking a beer, Zheng Yingqi finally didn't have to stand there like a fool anymore. After he left, Qi Huan couldn't help but say:

"Captain, is this guy really that weird?"

"What do you think?" Yuan Lang retorted irritably.

It's two completely different things for them to say it was intentional after the event, and for them to be exposed as having done it intentionally—the former makes them Oscar-winning actors, the latter makes them just poor performers.

Qi Huan recalled Zheng Yingqi's performance and scratched his head, saying, "Then why is he working so hard?"

"Perhaps it's because he's too smart." Yuan Lang smiled, his eyes full of satisfaction. He truly deserved to be one of his most promising soldiers.

"Something's weird—something just feels off," Qi Huan muttered.