When you said this, the tail of your little thumb moved slightly, which shows that when you just praised me, your mind was very casual and relaxed. So, this sentence does not seem to come from the heart. Du Xiaosheng said with a smile.

Jonathan showed a smile on his face, patted Du Xiaosheng's shoulder, and said as if it were true or false: "Who knows, I can't tell which of my emotions are true and which are pretended." ”

"Let's go, let's go downstairs and eat. Don't keep that old fellow Jackson waiting too long. Jonathan said, put the scratch paper in his hand back on the table, patted Du Xiaosheng on the shoulder and said.

For the first time, Du Xiaosheng felt an awe-inspiring feeling from Jonathan's body.

This feeling was extremely insignificant, and although it was fleeting, it gave him goosebumps.

"This Jonathan is very similar to Chopping Blade."

Huaguo's elite special forces slashed Feng, looking like an easy-going ordinary soldier, but the sense of terror and oppression that erupted on the battlefield was as turbulent as a stormy wave.

And in front of him, Jonathan, who always has the Mi Guo style of 'self-righteousness' on his face, the feeling that is revealed in an instant is so close to the feeling of chopping the blade, this person is not simple.

"A man shall not be a man, nor shall the sea be measured." Du Xiaosheng quietly closed the flip cover of the notebook, got up and followed Jonathan out.

Downstairs, having a sumptuous 'Reserve Marines' breakfast in the dining room with other tryouts, Samuel L. Jackson introduced Du to a tough guy in an FBI all-black combat uniform.

This is Claude, a senior FBI agent in the United States, and the former leader of the Omega team of the Navy SEALs, one of the world's top ten special forces. Over the next fifteen days, you'll follow him and work with other FBI trainee operators through various trainings. ”

It was a very rough-looking American man, with a typical scarred face, and a row of bracelet-like Arabic numerals tattooed on his thick arms, surrounded by a small cross.

Claude held the dinner plate, looked at Du Xiaosheng who was eating, nodded lightly, said hello, and then said, "After eating, follow me to the firearms class." ”

……

After breakfast, Du Xiaosheng followed a large group of intern agents to the indoor shooting range of the simulated city.

All the FBI interns, all dressed in black combat uniforms, stood in a neat row at a desk.

Claude stood behind the table and put a hand around his waist. The gun was placed in front of everyone, and he said in a serious tone: "A gun with good performance is the confidence of a soldier, once the gun fails, its role is not as good as a brick." ”

Indeed, Claude is right, the failure of each gun is not only a failure of an individual shooting, but also the life and death of oneself and his comrades, and even the success or failure of the war.

So learning to dismantle a gun is Du Xiaosheng's first lesson when he comes here.

"Every FBI agent, even if it is a reserve, has more than three years of combat experience, Du Xiaosheng, as a special agent sent to our FBI by Huaguo, you must be very skilled in such a pediatric thing as dismantling a gun, right?"

Seeing Claude looking up at him, Du Xiaosheng said a little embarrassed: "Sir, I'm sorry, I'm an athlete, and I don't know much about dismantling guns." ”

Hearing Du Xiaosheng's words, all the reserve officers were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

Athletes, without a little professional foundation.

As a soldier with a strong sense of belonging to the country, Claude was very dissatisfied with his refusal to join the nationality of the United States, and asked him to teach a Chinese combat skills, he was really reluctant, but what he didn't expect was that this Du Xiaosheng was so white that he couldn't even dismantle the gun.

"Nothing, how can I teach you? My time is precious, and I can't waste it on a Chinese rookie who doesn't know anything. Claude couldn't help but say.

What is a rookie in China?

Is this disrespectful to him, or disrespectful to his country? Although Du Xiaosheng still had a smile on his face, a flame of anger had already ignited in his heart.

"Sir, I was hired by your FBI through international channels, not to ask you to learn. If you don't want to teach, you can refuse in front of Jackson. ”

In the military, obeying orders and obeying commands is iron discipline, and as a special training instructor for the FBI, Claude has not been confronted by a corporal for many years.

If the other party was an ordinary agent, Claude would definitely not hesitate to punch this kid who didn't know the height of the sky to the ground, but at this moment, the person in front of him, called Du Xiaosheng, was the person who had specially greeted the headquarters.

Claude's face was grim, and he said with a gloomy face: "Okay, I'll teach you, but I'll only teach you once, if you can't learn, get out of here immediately." ”

Seeing Claude's anger, all the trainee operators shuddered.

Du Xiaosheng didn't say anything, just looked at Claude coldly.

Claude reached out and slowly picked up the gun on the table, shook it in front of Du Xiaosheng's eyes, and then the movements in his hands suddenly became faster!

As soon as he touched the gun with both hands, his left hand slid along the butt to the safety, and almost at the same time, his right hand directly slapped down the magazine, and his left hand pressed the latch, and the disassembly was completed!

In an instant, the pistol had been completely disassembled by Claude into parts, and every part of the gun, including the seven bullets inside, was neatly stacked on the table, lined up.

Dazzling, fast as if by magic.

Du Xiaosheng originally planned to use the Yongzi Eight Method, first memorize Claude's order of dismantling the gun, and then follow his example to dismantle the gun according to the gourd painting scoop.

But it all happened so fast.

Claude's gun dismantling speed is not known how many times faster than the police in the movie!

A complete gun, almost in an instant, was dismantled into parts, and the technique was even so fast that it was impossible to see clearly.

Claude looked at Du Xiaosheng contemptuously, reached out and pulled out the pistol on the waist of a student next to him, and pushed it down the table in front of Du Xiaosheng.

Then I made a gesture of please.

Du Xiaosheng closed his eyes slightly, it was a matter of honor, he had to do it.

"System, bring me the skill book of [Acceleration Mastery], I will use it immediately."

"Accelerated mastery has been enabled, and for the next 24 hours, the speed of knowledge, learning and comprehension about firearms will be maximum, and I wish the host a happy learning."