Chapter 754: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (17)

One month after Feng Ling officially joined the XI base.

Recently, Li Nanheng has been harassed terribly because of a lot of trivial matters of the Li family.

After the man of the Li family reaches the age of twenty, he cannot escape the fate of being taken into marriage by the family. He has struggled for half a year, and he is still disturbed by the young ladies arranged by the family. In the base, it can be "reasonable" to shut down the phone and cut off all contact with the outside world. As long as he steps out of the gate of the base, he will definitely be entangled with various things arranged by the family and various women.

After staying in the base for another month, and shutting down the private mobile phone that communicated with the outside world for a month, several old men from the Li family directly killed him.

At the same time, Nan Heng was watching the members of the first team practice target shooting in the training ground behind.

A group of team members stood in a standard horizontal row, and a group of five stepped forward to take guns.

Nan Heng was leaning on a stone table not far away, playing with a gun in his hand, watching those people's half-baked shooting techniques with indifferent eyes. There can be more than 20 good ones, but for Nanheng, it is still not enough.

Until Feng Ling stepped forward with the others, when they picked up the gun, their movements were standard and neat. While the others were still adjusting their positions, Feng Ling had already fired a shot forward without hesitation.

With a "bang", it hit the bull's-eye.

Seeing that Feng Ling has only been in the base for a month, Feng Ling has indeed done everything well in this month, but she should have just touched on this shooting training, but her shooting method is obviously not a rookie's method.

Ah K once said that Feng Ling's marksmanship is very powerful, and he used his spear when he saved Ah K.

Nan Heng watched from a distance, the man in the black combat uniform had a cold and dignified face, leaning there motionless, he looked like an old man, but he had an aura that no one would dare to get close to.

Then, he casually turned the gun he had been playing with in his hand in his palm. He didn't need to stand up or change his movements at all, and directly fired a shot in the direction where Feng Ling had just hit the bull's-eye more than a hundred meters away.

No one expected that there would be a sudden gunshot from behind, and they were all shocked, but in the blink of an eye, they saw a hole in the middle of the target that Feng Ling was facing 50 meters away, and Feng Ling was hit in the middle by the way. The bullets were fired together.

Nan Heng put the gun in his hand on the stone table and threw it away, with a calm expression as if he didn't fire the shot just now, and said in a flat tone: "Continue to practice."

Han Jin: "..."

Xiao Xu: "..."

Feng Ling: "..."

A group of members who are training: "..."

The boss shot Feng Ling's bullet directly,

It's not clear that Feng Ling's standard grades are completely ignored?

Now let them continue to practice, Feng Ling is despised by the boss, if they continue with this group of rubbish tricks, will the boss not vomit while sitting there?

Tsk, fortunately this Feng Ling is not a woman.

Otherwise, I really have to wonder if the boss is interested in Feng Ling so much...

But this kid is only thirteen years old, even if the boss may have some problems with his sexual orientation, he won't be able to attack a child...

Feng Ling didn't have any idea about the suddenly hollow target in front of her eyes. Everyone had three chances to shoot. She reloaded the bullet and continued shooting as usual. The last two bursts of shots hit the target accurately and passed through the empty target. , fell to a tree trunk not far away, leaving a deep bullet mark.

After finishing, Feng Ling handed the gun to the next person neatly, turned around and returned to the team.

After the shooting training was over, she took a ten-minute break. Feng Ling turned around and went outside the field to pick up half a bottle of mineral water she had drunk. This location was very close to where Nanheng was, but she didn't go there. Surrounded by members, many people were asking him for advice on how to shoot a gun. To put it bluntly, they were flattering him to find a sense of presence in front of the boss.

Feng Ling drank another sip of water, screwed on the mineral water bottle, turned around and was about to leave, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of San Fatty, who usually likes to mess around the most, stretching out his feet in front of her, Feng Ling just glanced at him, not only was he not caught He stumbled and raised his foot to fight back. San Pang was secretly enjoying himself, but he didn't expect that Feng Ling's leg had already greeted him. The pain in his leg made him jump up from where he was sitting. The next moment, his ass was kicked again, San Pang covered his ass in pain and began to yell, jumping to Nanheng's side while yelling, "Boss, please take care of this brat Feng Ling, He kicked my ass!"

Nan Heng glanced at San Pang, and then at Feng Ling behind him.

Feng Ling also gave San Pang a blank look.

What's the use of asking Li Nanheng to take care of her? The boss is nominally leading a team, but in fact he doesn't care about anything at all. He is just a hands-off shopkeeper and leaves everything to the deputy instructor Han Jin. He is afraid he doesn't bother to take care of it.

Besides, why should he care about her?

What relationship does she have with him that needs him to take care of?

Just when Feng Ling turned around and was about to put his mineral spring aside, he suddenly heard a man's plain voice: "Three Fatty likes to mess around, are you really as knowledgeable as him? If you kick him a few more times, he won't need to lose weight. I'm afraid it will be so swollen for the rest of my life."

Three fat: "..."

Boss, are you sure you are controlling Fengling? Instead of hurting me overtly or secretly?

Feng Ling glanced at him, and replied: "Well, I will kick it in another place in the future, so that the swelling will be more even next time."

San Fatty: "..." Boss, help!

There was a burst of laughter around.

Nan Heng also snorted, and kicked San Pang who was about to pounce on him as if he was asking for help: "How dare you show such a pitiful expression to me with a fat face? Hurry up and lose weight, a month If you don’t lose thirty catties, you’ll get lost and go to another team.”

Three fat: "..."

Hey, I'm so wronged. Although I'm fat, I'm flexible. If I'm not flexible enough, how could I be able to get into the first team.

Boss, you are discriminatory! ! !

At this time, Han Jin walked over to Feng Ling, seeing her cold and indifferent attitude as if she didn't like to blend in with everyone, and said, "Did you know how to shoot a long time ago? You have good marksmanship. Not interested in learning professional long-range sniping?"

Feng Ling glanced at Han Jin: "It's true that you can shoot a gun, but you really haven't learned long-range sniping."

Han Jin nodded. After a month, he really liked Feng Ling. Although he was a little younger, he was really outstanding.

"Our base has been established for so many years. At present, there are less than five long-range sniper rifles that meet the standard. The most powerful one is Boss Li. You should learn from everyone in the future. Find a way to build a good relationship with the boss and let him teach you."

Hearing this, Feng Ling said flatly: "Forget it, I never try to please people I don't like, and it doesn't matter if I learn others."