Calm down, getting angry is bad for your health," said the Chief of Staff sitting on the right side of the meeting room.
"Liu Qingshan, do you know why the Chief is angry?" the Chief of Staff asked, looking at Liu Qingshan.
"Because I didn't train the Soldiers well," Liu Qingshan replied.
"Bullshit! What does this have to do with the Soldiers?" the Chief shouted in anger.
"Clearly, it's because you, the Brigade Commander, didn't take the exercise to heart and didn't treat it seriously."
"If you had treated the exercise like a war, would you have only sent three Soldiers to stand guard?"
"Would you have failed to arrange for patrols within the camp?"
"If you had done those two things, I don't believe those three recruits—Lin Mu, Zhuang Yan, and Happy Baby—could have infiltrated your entire Missile Brigade without anyone noticing!"
"How could it be that you only noticed when they were practically putting a knife to your throat?"
"It's because of you that Lin Mu had the chance to control the system and use your own missiles to bomb your own troops, causing the exercise to end on the second day."
"Saying it was the second day is giving you face; you were infiltrated just as you arrived at the station."
"Alright, you don't need to attend this meeting anymore. Go back and reflect on yourself," the Chief said with a wave of his hand.
"Everyone else, speak up about any shortcomings you saw in this exercise. Otherwise, what's the point of this summary meeting?" the Chief of Staff said.
"First, we must change the attitude of everyone from officers to Soldiers towards exercises and keep the mantra 'an exercise is war' in our hearts."
"Second, we need to strengthen the cultivation of computer technology talents in our military to prevent this situation from happening again," said He Zhijun, the Captain of the Wolf Fang Brigade, as he stood up.
"Mm, well said. By the way, isn't your Wolf Fang Training Camp about to start? If that kid joins the training, drill him hard and turn him into the strongest Special Forces Soldier."
"Yes, I guarantee the mission will be completed," Captain He replied with a salute.
"Lin Mu, Zhuang Yan, Happy Baby, the three of you, grab your gear and follow me immediately," Company Commander Miao said to the three of them who were washing clothes in the dormitory.
"Yes," the three of them exchanged glances. Though they didn't know why, they still obeyed the order.
"Reporting to the Chief comrade, the three recruits from the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company have assembled. Please give your instructions."
Arriving at the shooting range, Company Commander Miao quickly ran to the Chief and spoke loudly.
"Good, at ease," the Chief replied with a salute.
"I'm not here for anything else today; I just want to satisfy my curiosity. I want to see which three Soldiers made me, the Blue Army Chief, withdraw from the exercise on the second day."
As soon as he said this, Zhuang Yan and Happy Baby subconsciously looked at Lin Mu.
"Oh, so it's you. Not bad, you have the look of a Soldier."
"How about it? Can you show me your marksmanship?" the Chief asked with a smile.
Lin Mu looked at Company Commander Miao, who nodded, before saying, "I can. Please set the challenge, Chief."
"Then hit that flagpole. How about it? Are you confident at 1,200 meters?" the Chief asked, putting down his binoculars.
"I can, no problem," Lin Mu said confidently.
"Lin Mu, are you sure?" Company Commander Miao looked at Lin Mu with concern.
Company Commander Miao knew very well that the effective range of a Type 95 Rifle was 600 meters, and the bullet would start to drift after 800 meters.
After 1,200 meters, who knew where the bullet would drift, let alone hitting a flagpole.
The difficulty involved wasn't something that could be achieved through diligent practice alone; it required talent plus long-term practice and precise prediction of the bullet's trajectory.
The reason Lin Mu agreed so readily and confidently was that he had obtained an Any Skill Upgrade Item during the morning's lucky draw.
This was one of the few items that could be obtained from the system.
After careful consideration, Lin Mu chose to upgrade his Hundred Shots, Hundred Hits skill.
Hundred Shots, Hundred Hits upgraded into the Weapon Mastery skill. Upon seeing the description, he mentally cheered, knowing he had hit the jackpot.
[This skill allows the Host to see the trajectory of every bullet fired in their mind. Note: This skill includes the Hundred Shots, Hundred Hits skill.]
It was precisely because of this skill that Lin Mu dared to agree to the Chief's request.
On the field.
Lin Mu held the rifle with his right hand, resting it on his left forearm, aiming at the distant flagpole from a standing position.
Bang!
After one gunshot, Lin Mu fired a second shot without hesitation.
After the second bullet left the chamber, Lin Mu lowered his rifle and turned to look at the Chief.
"Why did you fire two shots?"
The Chief, seeing the flagpole slowly fall in the distance through his binoculars, looked at Lin Mu.
"Reporting to the Chief, because the first bullet started to drop at 1,000 meters, the second shot was timed to hit the first bullet exactly, allowing the first bullet to use the force from the second to strike the flagpole," Lin Mu explained.
"Mm, I didn't expect you to be able to predict the bullet's trajectory and drop point."
"Not bad. Train hard and don't waste such great talent." After hearing Lin Mu's explanation, the Chief smiled again.
"Yes," Lin Mu said.
Company Commander Miao also let out a sigh of relief, his heart having been in his throat since the second shot.
"Return to the ranks," Company Commander Miao said.
"Yes."
After watching Zhuang Yan and Happy Baby's marksmanship, the Chief left satisfied.
Company Commander Miao also praised Lin Mu, Zhuang Yan, and Happy Baby.
Three days passed in a flash.
Today was the day Lin Mu and the others were leaving the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company, as the Wolf Fang Training Camp was starting.
"System, today's draw, a single draw." Taking advantage of the little time he had left, Lin Mu intended to perform one last draw at the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company.
The moment Lin Mu's voice sounded, the system's voice followed.
"Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the Rapid Environment Adaptation Fluid."
[This item allows the Host to quickly adapt to various terrains and weather conditions.]
After reading the description, Lin Mu was overjoyed. "Great stuff! But there's no time now; I'll take it while on the road."
To be honest, in Lin Mu's view, the Wolf Fang selection and training camp was just a way to torture the participants until the best group of people with the best physical conditions was selected.
After finishing the draw, Lin Mu climbed out of bed, washed up briefly, and began packing his things.
Lin Mu knew that once he left the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company this time, he would never have the chance to return.
Moreover, Lin Mu had no intention of coming back; after all, he was going to participate in the Wolf Fang selection training.
If he were to be eliminated during the Wolf Fang selection process, Lin Mu would find it extremely embarrassing.
As for being reluctant to leave the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company, that would never happen to Lin Mu.
As a Transmigrator, Lin Mu had long understood the truth that "the camp remains while the Soldiers flow like water."
This didn't mean Lin Mu had no feelings for his old unit; after all, as a Soldier, the first thing one must learn is absolute obedience to orders.
Besides, joining the Special Forces had always been Lin Mu's dream. Now that he had the chance to realize it, why wouldn't he work hard?