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I want you to carry me

The Norwegian leader repeatedly nodded and said, "I really want to meet him. This Chinese instructor has shocked me. He has shocked me!"

Then the Norwegian leader came up to me, patted me on the shoulder, and said, "Good, good, you're amazing!"

"Pa, pa ~ ~"

When all five rounds had been fired, I took off my black mask. There was no movement around me at this time, and I was sure everyone was guessing how many times the target had been hit.

Until the staff brought the five targets over.

After displaying them one by one, it was confirmed to be 5-5, and that it had 5 ten rings.

Fifty rings!

The crowd burst into an uproar.

The applause was continuous.

However, my expression was extremely indifferent. This kind of performance wasn't really a good performance, as this kind of masked shooting performance wasn't that rare. Many shooting experts had performed this technique before. Actually, for a Sharpshooter, there was a prerequisite — that was, the word 'feeling'. Sharpshooters normally wouldn't be trained to be a Sharpshooter by the day after tomorrow. They were born with keen senses, and without this ability, no matter how hard they practiced, they wouldn't be able to train to become an outstanding Sharpshooter. A real Sharpshooter didn't need to rely on skill, but on their will and perception. A real Sharpshooter didn't need to aim. As long as you looked closely and felt the gun, you would be able to hit it with a hundred hits.

When I was shooting, I actually relied on the word 'feeling'.

I don't need to aim. I just need to see the target and hit it with my hand. When this feeling reaches a certain level of inspiration, I will achieve the so-called 'one with the spear', and the gun will instantly become a part of my body. Even when blindfolded, I can still sense the target's reflection.

After the three projects were completed, the applause never stopped.

Deputy Director Sun spoke into the microphone again: "Instructor Zhao's performance has already ended. I think his performance definitely brought some thought and aftertaste to everyone. "As the saying goes, not practicing martial arts in a soldier doesn't count as fulfilling one's obligations. As a soldier, one has to continuously study military skills. As long as one is willing to work hard, everything is not a joke. Everything can be accomplished and successful..."

When Deputy Director Sun finished, he made a small conclusion. This time, Reporting Performance was completely finished.

At this time, it was already noon.

Returning to Special Training Team with the group, the bell for dinner rang, and Instructor Fang arranged for the students to enter the dining hall.

I entered the dining room later, just as the melodious melody from the radio in the dining room brought back my memories.

It was the song "I Send Lovesick to the Bright Moon" that You Meng had written.

I sat in my chair. The messenger had already filled my plate with food, but I didn't move my chopsticks. I listened thoughtfully to "I Send Lovesick to the Moon" on the radio, and thought about it for a long time.

To be exact, to a certain extent, these few months in Special Training Team were like torture in love to me. For so many days, I had been thinking about each other every day. I had to recall that You Meng's figure was being played in my mind every day.

Men and women in love are often unusually passionate. When the other party is not by their side, their hearts feel empty.

At this moment, my phone suddenly vibrated. I opened it and saw that it was a message.

The message was from You Meng, it read: I can't think much about you, I don't even have a shape to sleep, I can't even eat properly, I'm going to lose my sight, if I don't see you again, my heart will stop beating!

I smiled slightly, thinking that this You Meng really had a humorous personality, I don't know if this message was her original work or not, but it sounded quite rhythmic!

Maybe because I missed him so much, but when I walked out of the restaurant, I immediately called You Meng.

Before I could say anything, You Meng spoke out sweetly, "Zhao Long, do you want to see me?"

I asked doubtfully, "What can you do even if you want to? It's not like you can fly over here!"

You Meng said: "This lady is currently teaching the army, I'm currently playing on the field with the parallel bars!"

I smiled bitterly: "Alright, You Meng, can you stop teasing me?"

You Meng said: "Come and take a look if you don't believe me!"

I said, "Can you stop teasing me? You know I miss you. Do you want me to stop thirsty? "

This time, You Meng was actually anxious, and grumbled: "This lady isn't worth your trust?"

"Are you really on the sports field?"

You Meng replied: "Okay."

Surprised and pleasantly surprised, I wondered when she had come and why she had come to the playground.

What a strange girl!

Looking in the direction of the playground, I suddenly took a step and trotted toward it.

At a corner of the field, I stopped in my tracks. Sure enough, I found a young woman sitting on a parallel bar in the training field beside a row of pine trees.

This young woman was wearing a light red velvet dress, lightly stretching her waist, her arms resting on the parallel bars, as if she was thinking of something.

Although it was only a view of his back, I quickly determined that it was You Meng!

I quickly walked closer and patted You Meng's shoulders. "Why are you here to teach the army?"

You Meng turned around, chewing on a bubble gum. She smiled at me, shook her head and said, "I'm here to see your Reporting Performance!"

I was stunned. "Why didn't I notice you?"

You Meng said: "Those two or five eyes of yours, to be able to discover that I am evil! I was sitting with the embassy guests. "

I grumbled, "Why didn't you inform me of your arrival earlier?" I put a cigarette in my mouth. In fact, I was elated. My heart was filled with joy at the sudden happiness.

"I was afraid that it would affect your performance, so I didn't tell you to come over." looked at me cutely, and said with moist lips: "Is it too late to tell you now?"

I hastily replied, "Not too late, not too late." "How about this, you come with me to the dining hall to eat first."

You Meng rolled her eyes, tilted her head and said: "Carry me back!"

I frowned. "Stop messing with You Meng, you only know how to make a monster out of this! "If you're not going to look for me in the team, then why did you come to the sports field?"

You Meng said: "It's increasing the romance! I am just trying to create suspense for you. For our love, we need to find some time to add some seasonings. Otherwise, we won't feel anything new! "

I pinched her pretty little nose and said smilingly, "You sure know how to mess around! "You ridiculous little Heavenly Queen!"

You Meng laughed sinisterly, "If I were the Little Heavenly Empress, wouldn't you be the Little Heavenly King?"

Staring at the beautiful angel before me, my love, I felt a surge of joy in my heart. I wanted to take her in my arms, to talk and laugh with her, to express my longing. But I can't do that in public. I could only look at her quietly, feeling the longing and concern that she had hidden deep within her.

I urged her again, "Let's go to the cafeteria to eat."

But You Meng still pouted and said: "I want you to carry me!"

I said embarrassed, "Stop messing around, let's go."

You Meng said with grievance: "I'm injured. "You don't care about people at all!"

"Where are you hurt?"

You Meng took a small step forward, stretched out a leg, and said angrily: "I bought a pair of sandals yesterday afternoon, but today, I put them on, and only then did I know how to grind my legs.

I looked down and saw You Meng wearing a pair of pretty butterfly knot leather sandals.

I asked, "Where did you buy it?"

You Meng said: "In Xi Dan. Hmph, the next time I go shopping, I must reprimand the salesperson. Three hundred yuan for a pair of shoes like this, how infuriating! "

I said smilingly, "Alright, alright. Don't be so indignant. You can't blame me for this. You're the one who is being coquettish!"

When You Meng heard this, she couldn't help but scold him: "Zhao Long, why are you like this? I'm even injured, are you still taking pleasure in my misfortune?"

I replied, "How can I take pleasure in your misfortune? I'm just thinking. You're a dignified national guard, so why aren't your skin tested?"

You Meng bit hard on the bubble gum and pouted: "Who will I ask if you ask me!"

I was completely speechless.

Then we walked together toward the dining room.

However, I realized that You Meng was indeed a little unsteady walking, and she was not lying.

This really made things difficult for her!