Chapter 819 It’s time for breakfast
Slept very comfortably because the bed was nice.
Although it is a little small, the quality of the bed board is impeccable.
But there were also some uncomfortable moments, because someone came knocking on the door at around five in the morning, and the sound was very urgent.
Lei Zhen woke up and heard it too.
But he pretended not to know. After the person knocking on the door left, he got up, washed up, and went out for a walk.
Heading north from the base, we arrived at the Arena Observation Post, watched the ongoing Aishana assault, and chatted with the observer.
"I feel No. 56 is good. Although he is behind now, he is very steady in facing every obstacle."
“Fast is slow; slow is fast.”
"This is an extremely experienced scout. There's a chance."
After hearing Lei Zhen’s words, the observer expressed his disagreement and was more optimistic about No. 77.
"The competition has a time limit. No. 77 still has plenty of strength and energy, but No. 56 is exhausted."
"No, No. 77 hasn't made many technical adjustments, but No. 56 has been constantly adjusting. He's saving his strength for the final 50 kilometers of mountain sprinting. His tactics are as follows..."
When you have nothing to do, find a place to brag.
He brags to the big-butt women in the alley, runs here to brag to the observers, and helps analyze the tactics and status of the participating players.
Soon, seven or eight people gathered around him, watching him draw a simple sand table on the ground and conduct tactical analysis.
"There's something wrong with your minefield design. You're using a large number of N-shaped mines. This technique is primarily designed to slow the enemy down, but using it on the world's best scouts is tantamount to letting them down."
"Irregular mine laying can give them a sense of experience and challenge. If we adopt this method, we can both delay the game and truly test the overall quality of the contestants. Isn't it better than N-shaped mine laying?"
Observers, referees, and even the referee were attracted and listened to his bragging, nodding their heads continuously.
Changing the minefield settings, changing the river obstacles, compressing the pursuit range, etc., each one seems to be closer to actual combat, and at the same time can more comprehensively observe the comprehensive qualities of the players.
"Sir, I'm grateful for your advice. I wonder if you are..."
The referee was quite polite because it was the most awesome thing he had ever heard.
The strength of these things can be seen as soon as they open their mouths. In their military circle, what matters is the worship of the stronger.
"Myth." Lei Zhen said, "Codenamed Myth, he's currently the head of the Hunter School and is here to attend a meeting of the International Paramilitary Alliance."
"myth?"
"Oh my god, you are Mr. Myth, the third best sniper in the world!"
"Oh my God, I didn't expect to see you here..."
The name of Shenhua has become a legend. Even though Lei Zhen has fought few battles internationally, it does not prevent him from making a shot that shocked the world and moved ghosts to tears.
In the past six months, countless people have wanted to break his 3,000-meter limit, but unfortunately, it is impossible to do so in normal environments, let alone on the battlefield.
"Am I that famous?" Lei Zhen laughed.
"Mr. Shenhua, you've become the idol of all snipers!" the chief referee said excitedly. "We're so lucky to have your guidance today."
"It's not really about giving advice, it's just communication. I've been too free lately, so please don't blame me for saying a few more words."
"Just imagine, sitting in a hunter school every day teaching a bunch of idiots how to sniper. This is simply not a life for a human being."
"I don't like sniping, never have..."
Appropriate humility is often the real way to brag. Lei Zhen has figured this out. Ultimately, it comes from his small goals and the fact that he doesn't like money.
"Mr. Shenhua, do you really teach sniping yourself?"
"Of course. I'm the one who taught the sniper course at the Hunter School. There's no problem at all."
"Great! Mr. Myth, can we go study?"
"Of course, but this class has already been going on for three months, so I'm afraid it won't be possible."
"We could join the next class, or have you ever considered starting a separate sniper course? If so, please let us know..."
Not only observers and referees gathered around, but also team leaders from various countries, their faces full of desire.
This is the third-ranked sniper in the world, and the first two are already dead, which means that Shenhua is actually ranked first!
If we could take his class, it would definitely greatly improve the overall sniping level in the country.
"I haven't thought about offering a separate course yet. It's mainly due to the student recruitment issue. After all, we have to eat..."
Brother Zhen is not here to brag, he is here to recruit students!
It is now 1996, and various technologies have not yet seen a boom. Many battlefields are still in the stage of gun duels, and the role of snipers has been directly pushed to the altar.
But it won't be so effective in the future. The sniper may just fire a shot when the enemy's howitzer arrives and carries out a demolition bombing of the entire area.
This is the normal mode of warfare. Two magazines are enough. Many times the battle is over without firing a single shot. You just sit in the car and shake around from beginning to end.
Shooting with a gun?
Stop it, you won't even give the soldiers a chance to use up their ammunition.
As soon as the gun was fired, the artillery on the other side locked onto it and launched a direct bombing.
Of course, wars in this era have not reached this level in many places. The Gulf War has only been five or six years ago, and the war model needs more time to change and adapt.
"Tuition is not a problem, as long as you are willing to take individual classes." A general from a country said with a fiery look in his eyes, "We will definitely send the best seedlings and will definitely not let you down."
"Well..." Lei Zhen said helplessly, "We don't know if the Hunter School can continue to operate, because the school may violate the rules set by the International Paramilitary Alliance."
"It should be okay to teach sniping individually, right? Besides, we haven't joined this organization."
"That's right, we didn't join either."
“…”
Scout competition and special forces training are two different things, although both are organized under the National Paramilitary Alliance.
But the scout competition has been downgraded to a lower level. Not only member states can participate, but all countries can send people to participate.
It can be roughly understood as the difference between the Olympic Games and the University Games.
Anyone can participate in the former, but one must be a college student to participate in the latter, so many national team leaders don’t care about national paramilitary alliance organizations.
"I can consider it. I'll leave you a phone number. This is Vice Principal George, who is in charge of coordinating training at our school..."
After writing down the phone number, Lei Zhen was just about to light a cigarette and take a break when he saw two off-road vehicles speeding towards him.
"Mr. Mythology!"
Chairman Walton jumped out of the car and ran over.
When the other party arrived, Lei Zhen saw that the chairman's eyes were bloodshot and he looked like he had not had a good night's rest.
"Chairman Wharton, take me to a meeting?"
"Isn't there still an hour left? You came in such a hurry... Yes, it's time for breakfast."
"Team leaders, I'll come back after the meeting. Remember to prepare your sniper rifles. I can't let you down, right? Goodbye, see you this afternoon!"
It’s time to eat. Lei Zhen hasn’t had breakfast yet.
It's rare for Chairman Walton to attach so much importance to him, so he must have a good meal and not be picky about food...
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