Chapter 105 - Holding on to the Last (1/2)

Chapter 105: Holding on to the Last

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

“In the early morning, you move about in the gra.s.s. In the evening, you move about in the desert. On the next day, you appear in a forest covered by snow… Wherever you are, your arms must possess excellent stability to support your sniper rifle. It is in this way that you can lock down your targets within the reticle steadily. And then, bang, you start to shoot!”

To train Ye Jian into a top sniper, Princ.i.p.al Chen had come up with a strict training plan. Meanwhile, he would optimize the training based on Ye Jian’s situation.

When it comes to physical strength, women were more or less inferior to men. But Princ.i.p.al Chen would never allow this circ.u.mstance to occur to his disciples.

The female soldiers trained by him must surpa.s.s males in every aspect.

On the battlefields, never would the enemies show mercy at the female soldiers just because they were women.

On the contrary, once being captured, the female soldiers would face more cruel and inhumane torture!

From their bodies to the depths of their souls, their enemies would abuse them violently until they became the walking dead!

Now that she had chosen this path, she would accept the tough training of today as long as she thought about the ending of her if she were to be captured by her enemies someday!

One iron ball weighed 2.5 kilograms. In total, her both hands were carrying a weight of five kilograms. Due to the gravity of the iron b.a.l.l.s, Ye Jian obviously felt that her hands were drooping.

“Raise your hands!” said Princ.i.p.al Chen in a serious tone in the training room. “Keep your hands parallel to your shoulders, while your arms are perpendicular to your body! The silver bells should not make any sound in half an hour! One, two, three! Begin!”

From this moment on, Ye Jian’s sniper training had been elevated from the primary level to the intermediate level!

The silver bells being tied to her wrists were strung together by extremely thin fis.h.i.+ng lines. On either of her wrists, there was only one bell hanging down from the end of the fis.h.i.+ng line. The bell was so light that it would issue a clear ringing sound when it was stroked by a gentle breeze.