2671 Hot Blood



Mr. Fu saw Ye Jian standing at the shooting range with ten male soldiers. There was a deep smile in his eyes. When he saw his daughter, he seemed to see his wife's valiant and heroic figure in the past.

"Jian is really similar to her mother, but she's a little tougher. In the past, when Red Plum went to the shooting range, the male soldiers around didn't dare to hold guns."

Mr. Fu, who was standing at the side, chatted with Principal Chen as he watched Ye Jian reload the gun quickly. It was unknown until what time Mr. Fu sat there last night. This morning, at 6 am, Ye Jian ran two rounds in the morning and saw Mr. Fu stretching and preparing for his morning run.

Ye Jian, who had finished her morning run, decided to accompany Mr. Fu when she saw him. The father and daughter ran for 3,000 meters until they were drenched in sweat. Then, they went to the cafeteria to eat.

After dinner, Ye Jian changed into her usual training clothes and went to the shooting range with ten male soldiers.

After Principal Chen's reminder, Ye Jian realized that she hadn't practiced on moving targets for a long time. At first, she was worried that she had gotten rusty. However, when Ye Jian picked up her rifle, the familiar feeling surged up instantly. Even the rifle in her hand seemed to feel the hot blood surging in her heart. It seemed to come alive.

The moving targets weren't fixed. It was the same for humans. As the targets moved back, they needed to move forward to shoot too. The soldiers were given both pistols and rifles.

She would use a rifle at a long distance and a pistol at a close distance. Sometimes, she even needed to shoot with both hands at the same time to maintain her target.

Today, Ye Jian and the rest would use rifles and pistols. Now, they were carrying rifles on their backs and standing with pistols in their hands.

The sniper base was a training ground for snipers. Ever since Principal Chen became the chief instructor, Principal Chen had been cutting down all the training methods of the sniper base.

He didn't want fancy things. He didn't want things that were good-looking but useless. After Principal Chen's huge reform, even the sniping coaches started to devote themselves to training.

Principal Chen was the world-class sniper king. Even though he had retired from the army, he was still good at sniping.

Now, Ye Jian and the rest were standing at the 150-meter target with one leg upright and the other sideways. Their thighs were at a 35-degree angle. They raised their guns and aimed at the targets.

Principal Chen didn't ask them to start. Including Ye Jian, the 11 snipers had to remain in this position and not move at all.

"Many military units will neglect their basic skills during training. When I came here, I discovered this problem too. They forgot about their basic skills and naively thought that their overall skills were good.

"Due to these naive thoughts and wrong actions, I used half a month to let them know that they don't have any basic skills. A sniper is a living target that can shoot the enemy's bullets.

"When Ye Jian was 14 years old, she started practicing her basic skills with me. We started with a one-kilogram weight per hand to five kilograms. Now, Ye Jian is easily hugging a sniper rifle. Her body has already developed a conditioned reflex. No matter what kind of sniper rifle it is, she won't feel like its weight makes a difference. Even if it's a sniper rifle she snatches from the enemy, as long as it's in her hands, she can use it."

Principal Chen purposely let Mr. Fu know how Ye Jian trained in the past. He didn't hide anything and told him everything.

As her father, he naturally had to know everything about his daughter. Principal Chen felt that there was nothing to hide.