Strongest Soldier King Chapter 1410 1410: Shooting Selection

The next day, as night descended, the thirty shortlisted candidates stood calmly on the training ground, each eyeing the approaching Luo Zheng with sharp gazes. No one knew why Luo Zheng was here to select people, nor what they would be doing in the future. But everyone knew of Luo Zheng, this legendary figure, especially the impressive results of the last national Special Forces competition, which had been brought up again and spread among everyone.

In the military, strength speaks for itself, and soldiers only respect the strong. Regarding Luo Zheng, everyone respected him from the heart. Even those who had never seen Luo Zheng in action had heard a lot about his strength from others. The final verdict was just four words: unfathomable. Nobody dared to weigh the significance of this.

Luo Zheng approached the shortlisted candidates, his expression calm as he looked at them. He felt an intangible pressure encompassing him, knowing this was everyone's way of testing him. He sneered coldly, his gaze gradually becoming sharper, the internal killing intent restrained, like a rock, letting everyone's probing co his way.

No matter how strong others are, he remains unmoved like a mountain. The invisible killing intent from thirty people couldn't find a target and instantly dissipated. This feeling frustrated everyone but also deeply impressed them. To ignore the killing intent of thirty people — such deanor and confidence are unmatched. Everyone's eyes softened.

Luo Zheng's restrained killing intent suddenly exploded, like countless arrows shooting towards everyone. His sharp gaze was like a knife or sword, carrying an unbeatable aura that deeply pierced into everyone's hearts. Spirits dimd, and stone-hard hearts involuntarily beca slightly flustered, shocked as they looked at Luo Zheng, breathing deeply to control their emotions and maintain calmness.

At this mont, Luo Zheng retracted his killing intent, his face breaking into a spring-like smile. Everyone was left stunned, a sense of disbelief washing over them. Soon, everyone realized the gap between themselves and Luo Zheng was more than a simple difference. Pride was set aside as they looked at Luo Zheng with bitter smiles, choosing obedience in the face of absolute strength.

The brief confrontation of aura passed. Luo Zheng, with just his own power, suppressed the aura of thirty people. In these years of constant battles, the number of enemies fallen at his hands was countless, naturally forming a daunting aura on him. This aura was usually restrained and calm, but in the face of provocation, it would erupt, growing stronger when facing strength!

"Congratulations to you all for making the shortlist, but this is only the shortlist, not selection. Next, you will be tested on your gun skills. The competition rules are straightforward; everyone draws lots and starts in order. Those who draw early are lucky, as there is still so light to aim accurately. Those who go last are at a disadvantage. Don't talk to about fairness; luck in battle is part of strength. Anyone want to quit?" Luo Zheng asked loudly with a composed expression.

Everyone remained silent, tightly fixated on Luo Zheng, each standing tall like robust pines, faces brimming with confidence. Having endured arduous cross-country runs, shooting was nothing they'd shy away from. No one backed down.

Luo Zheng smiled satisfactorily and said, "The selection thod is for shooting flying targets. I know you train in this subject. Captain-level Special Forces have a standard of one hundred targets per minute from three hundred ters out. Many of you can achieve this result. My selection standard is sixty targets per minute from six hundred ters out, qualified within one hundred ters of moving shooting. This ans you not only have to hit more flying targets at the required distance but also complete within one hundred ters in the shortest ti. Selection is preferential. In this selection, at least half will be eliminated. Weapons are uniformly equipped, ammunition is sufficient, and you only have one minute to familiarize yourself with the weapon."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions slightly changed. Within three hundred ters, everyone had a one hundred percent accuracy rate. With enough bullets, hitting one hundred flying targets in a minute was no problem. Six hundred ters was different; it required considering distance, wind speed, lighting, etc. More critically, it had to be completed with moving shooting within a hundred ters.

Even standing still, hitting flying targets six hundred ters away was challenging. Shooting moving targets further complicated things. This requirent was beyond high, it was stringent. Everyone looked at Luo Zheng in amazent without speaking; Luo Zheng noticed everyone's gaze and coldly said, "This standard might be challenging for you, but it's only entry-level for us. If you can't reach it, absolutely not."

"Huh?" Everyone looked at Luo Zheng in disbelief. That difficult task was only entry-level, so what was the most advanced level?

Luo Zheng saw through everyone's thoughts, sneering, "I know your ordinary Special Forces standard is sixty targets from three hundred ters, elite Special Forces eighty, and captain-level Special Forces one hundred. Am I correct?"

Everyone nodded, shocked as they looked at Luo Zheng. Then they heard him continue, "Sa standards, but our distance requirent is six hundred ters. Ordinary standard is still sixty targets, but the highest level? No need for to say, right? It's still not too late to quit now; don't stick around to lose face later. Anyone want to quit?"

"No." Everyone shouted furiously, determined not to lose face. To quit before competing was disgraceful; each had secretly prepared, even if defeated, not to lose too badly.

"Draw lots then." Luo Zheng sneered, giving Ghost Hand, Mountain Eagle, and Snow Leopard a look before turning and leaving.

Captain Li jogged up, looking troubled as he said, "Brother, your standard is indeed a bit high. I don't mind; we train to high standards. But other military district leaders have opinions, saying no one can et this standard. What do you think?"

"The standard can't change. If they can't et it, they can leave. I don't want to carry a burden into battle; that would be sending them to their deaths, a cri. Standards are set per different troop requirents. Special Forces' standards are higher than ordinary scouts, and we are above your Special Forces, which is reasonable. Give the truth; how many can et the standard?" Luo Zheng seriously asked Captain Li.

"Who knows if those punks hid during training? Many trainings are completed individually as teams; I'm not very clear about it. Of course, the first team is a sniper team; they should have no problem and are all on the list. If you select my entire first team, I don't know how to handle the vacancy," Captain Li laughed.

"Seeing you laugh so happily, you surely have hidden plenty of good talents. This ti you'll gain prestige; will it cause outrage though?" Luo Zheng chuckled.

"No, if they really gain prestige, my face will be large. The top will surely consider a shift. The Group Army is contemplating unifying each district's Special Forces; lacking a leader. Haha, it all depends on this ti," Captain Li said quietly, with ambitious excitent.

"No wonder you asked here; it's a good thing. Congratulations," Luo Zheng joked, suddenly feeling his phone vibrate. He took it out to see a ssage from Lan Xue: Urgent matter, call quick.