Mated at First Sight -
Chapter 328 - 241: Tycoon (Third Update) _2
Chapter 328: Chapter 241: Tycoon (Third Update) _2
"So, can it be done or not?" Mu Lin challenged with a raised eyebrow.
"I’ll ask Mo Qian to help you." Mo Yinfan didn’t refuse. Upon hearing Mo Yinfan’s words, Mo Qian in the corner did not hesitate to frown.
"Bingo! Thank you for your trouble then." Unfortunately, Mu Lin never really paid attention to this issue.
For a moment, the room fell into silence. Propping up his chin with one hand, Mu Lin unblinkingly stared at Mo Yinfan.
"I thought it would be a laid-back job, just chat and drink tea all day. Why is it so busy in your hands?" Shouldn’t all it take be just a word?
"Is that so?" Upon hearing Mu Lin’s words, Mo Yinfan laughed, "Then I might be the most exhausted."
Mo Yinfan knew that to many people, both online and offline, officials like him were nothing more than tea-drinking chatters. But what could he do about it? Just do his job well, that was all he had to think about.
Watching Mo Yinfan, the corner of Mu Lin’s mouth rose slightly.
Maybe it was precisely because of this man’s dedication that he might have brought upon his current misfortune.
Meanwhile, at another location.
The military camp, training ground of the 4th Reconnaissance Troop.
A group of people who had just crawled across a 30-meter wire fence back and forth numerous times was covered in mud. There was practically no place on them that was clean. They were taking a small break on the spot and slowly let out a breath.
"I wonder what Mu Lin is doing now?" A somewhat regretful sigh broke the silence, filled with unlimited remembrance. "To be honest, I think the days with her, even during training, were always much more fun." Even though they were often faced with challenges.
"True that." Another sigh came, "Most importantly, not only Mu Lin, even us who were always together, now got allocated to different camps." Honestly, they preferred not to leave the boot camp. It wouldn’t be so bad to stay there for a lifetime.
They had to admit, they were a bit naïve. Stay in the boot camp for a lifetime? What did they join the military for then?
Since being assigned to different subunits, they basically all got separated.
Ji Shubai, Zhou Yujun, Zhang Mingzhe, Xia Luoyu, and Ye Xiwen were assigned to the 4th Reconnaissance Troop, whereas Jing Youlan, Yang Yuebin, Xia Zeyang, Zhou Yicen, and Yue Qiao were assigned to the 6th Marksman Troop for their good marksmanship; they were all now common soldiers in their respective campsites. The only thing they were somewhat relieved about was that they all ended up in the infantry, just in different units and different classes. Those in the same unit still had the chance to train together every day.
But after they joined their new units, they realized that the training at the boot camp was nothing compared to what they now had to go through. It was only here that they truly became soldiers. The intensity of the training, of course, was also several times higher.
On the other side of the camp, the 6th Marksman Troop was going through a benchmarking assessment.
What were they assessing? Of course, their marksmanship.
"Bang... bang... bang..." The gunshot firing resounded constantly. The instructor of the 6th Marksman Troop looked at the five new soldiers in front of him satisfactorily.
These new soldiers, including the female one, had good qualities and could even be considered outstanding. He had also looked over their profiles, people with impressive backgrounds. Despite that, they were fairly disciplined and did not carry the arrogance of those young masters, probably already worn down during their time at the boot camp.
The instructor was quite pleased with this.
All five had hit their targets. At first, they were not accustomed to using the sniper rifle, but as they gradually got the hang of it, their skill levels began to show.
"Very good," the instructor praised them without hesitation. However, even after hearing his praise, none of the recruits showed any sign of pride or conceit. This surprised the instructor a bit. He was impressed by how mentally stable these new recruits were.
The instructor didn’t quite understand that these recruits were already accustomed to Mu Lin’s incredible marksmanship. Unless they could surpass Mu Lin, they would not feel any excitement.
Jing Youlan and the others had seen it with their own eyes. Back then, Ling Qi wanted to test how good Mu Lin’s marksmanship was. He specifically brought a sniper rifle. The rifle’s official shooting range was 800 meters, but Mu Lin scored a hit at 1,200 meters with ease.
Until they reached that level, they had nothing to be proud about.
"I heard that a female recruit from your previous batch had exceptional marksmanship." As expected, even without their bringing it up, the instructor mentioned it himself in the next moment.
"Yes, Instructor." Jing Youlan nodded, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly, as if that was the only thing they could be proud of. "Our shooting skills are nothing compared to Mu Lin’s."
"I heard about it from your old instructor, Ling. Perhaps you didn’t know—the sniper rifle that you used that time, Ling borrowed it from me." The instructor chuckled, "Is that recruit named Mu Lin really that good?" He had always thought that Ling was showing off in front of him. After all, how could a new recruit, especially one who had hardly ever touched a rifle before, possibly be that good?
However, seeing their faces when they talked about her, he began to really believe it.
"Instructor," Yang Yuebin spoke solemnly, "Regardless of agility, speed or marksmanship, including everything else, Mu Lin was the most outstanding in our batch of new recruits."
"It’s a real pity that she’s a military doctor." And she had already been reserved by someone from Ying Sun. Otherwise, he would definitely have pulled her into the 6th Marksman Troop.
The instructor sighed.
What a waste of a born sniper!
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