I Am In Marvel

On the first day of the camp, the recruits challenged the commander's marksmanship!

This message was like throwing a high-explosive grenade into the pool, which shook the entire training base into a stormy sea.

Moreover, the recruit was still running and fainted from heat stroke, and the officer was still a captain-level professional training officer. This contrast made the base cause an earthquake-like sensation.

Whether the soldier or the other officers were stunned when they heard the test, they couldn't help feeling sorry for the soldier.

"It's not good to offend anyone. It's not good to offend Chief Brandt. I heard that the commander used to win the top three in the army shooting competition."

"The recruits are not crazy, aren't they?"

"I'll give up on myself, now I'm going to lose face and throw it home."

In any case, this is what good people like to see and hear. At nearly five o'clock, almost the entire training base went to the shooting range, hoping to see the ugly state of the soldier named Kyle.

"Kyle, you're too impulsive." Steve sighed again and again, "You don't even use guns, how can you compare your marksmanship to a long-term officer in the army? Now go back and apologize to Chief Brandt, maybe you can… …”

"Don't worry, after this competition, no one here will look down on us." The old God of Kyle was there, and he didn't even show the slightest sense of tension.

Because, he has already drawn the ability cards that can master the victory of this game!

Training base, wilderness shooting range.

On the audience platform of the shooting range, the soldiers in green uniforms and iron helmets were already densely standing, and many officers in military uniforms were also there to watch the excitement.

Chief Brandt took the first step to test the gun, while the female detective was still obsessed with the file book. After seeing Steve bring Kyle into the arena, Chief Brandt waved his arm to the various ordnance lined up on the table: "Here are all the rifles used by the American military, pick one for yourself."

Kyle nodded, but instead of walking towards the table, he approached the female detective and said with a smile: "I don't know what gun Detective Carter is using, can you lend me a little bit of it."

Detective Carter raised his head, and in the bright sunshine, the delicate faces of Europeans and Americans, the red lips, and the fair skin, combined with a full charm.

Kyle only learned from Steve's mouth that the name of the female detective in front of him, Carter, was more beautiful than the one in the movie.

"Of course. But are you sure you want to use it in the competition?" Detective Carter said coldly as she took out the gun she was carrying. It was a black and exquisite pistol.

"Soldier, are you kidding me? Do you want to compare a pistol with my rifle?" Anger appeared on the face of Chief Brandt next to him.

Even if it is only a 50-meter target, the accuracy of the pistol is comparable to that of the rifle?

"Please lend me a hand." Kyle confirmed that he took the special pistol from Carter. The exquisite pistol seems to be tailor-made for women. There is a cold light shining in the sun, and it is undoubtedly a hot weapon that can kill people.

"Good gun." Kyle praised and began to swing the pistol in his hand.

"Three shots will do. You don't need to waste the bullets of the national army on you." Chief Brandt said, pulling the safety of the rifle in his hand and walking onto the shooting platform.

"Three shots are three shots. Sir, please shoot first." Kyle said with a smile, and made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation.

"Young young man living in a greenhouse, let me show you what marksmanship is."

Chief Brandt moved quickly, holding the lower end of the gun quickly, and after a few seconds of aiming, he shot three shots at the target fifty meters away.

After the shooting, he stood up satisfied. Shooting a 50-meter target with a rifle is the basis. With more than 20 years of shooting experience in the army, it is not difficult at all.

Soon, the trainer reported back the results of the target shooting: "Sir Brandt. 50-meter target, two rounds in the center of the bullseye, and one round inside the bullseye, a total of twenty-nine points!"

Twenty-nine points, almost perfect!

The onlookers at the shooting range exclaimed. Chief Brandt was satisfied, but his expression remained serious.

"As expected of a rifle proficient." Kyle shrugged and walked to the shooting platform on his own.

He lived in a peaceful era in his previous life, and he never even touched a pistol, let alone a pistol. But at this time, holding a card related to pistol mastery skills, with a pistol in hand, an unprecedented sense of familiarity arises spontaneously.

Looking at the target in the distance, Kyle's movements were not smooth, but he still raised his arm, and within less than half a second, aimed and fired, also three consecutive shots!

"It looks pretty similar." Chief Brandt shook his head. Fifty meters was already a long-range target for a pistol. It was more difficult to hit than a rifle.

If you want to win, you can only hit the bullseye with all three rounds. The probability of this is close to zero for a recruit.

Sure enough, the trainer checked the 50-meter target for a while, and then reported loudly: "Soldier Kyle. 50-meter target, all three rounds in the air, the score is 0."

The shooting range was silent, and then the audience burst into laughter.

Chief Brandt was also stunned. He thought that Kyle was full of self-confidence. Even if he couldn't win against him, he would at least hit the target. He didn't expect that all three shots were missed.

"A farce, a farce. Kyle, quickly pack up and get out of here." Chief Brandt shook his head mockingly, but Kyle, who was still standing on the shooting platform, suddenly shouted, "Trainer, please check it out. 100-meter target."

"100-meter target? What else do you want to do, isn't the joke enough?!" Chief Brandt finally couldn't help it. He stepped forward with his rifle, his face turned blue with anger, and the muzzle of the gun almost went straight to the ground. On Kyle's head, "Believe it or not, I shot you!"

Kyle said calmly: "Before I crash, can you wait for the trainer to report the target score of 100 meters?"

"Are you crazy? Do you really want me to destroy you?!" Chief Brandt said angrily, just at this moment, the hurried report of the trainer 100 meters away sounded:

"Report, report, Soldier Kyle, 100-meter target, three rounds on the bull's-eye, thirty points!"

100-meter target, all three hits!

The shooting range, which was full of laughter, fell silent again. The soldiers and even the officers outside the field were stunned.

Chief Brandt even showed an expression of incredible astonishment, and asked the trainer again. After the trainer confirmed that it was correct, he put down the rifle in his hand in a daze.

"In this way, I won the competition. Sir, I will continue to stay at the base for training." Kyle also breathed a sigh of relief, and was almost put a gun on his head, this is not a joke .

However, it turned out that he won. No surprises, that's enough.

Without waiting for Chief Brandt to respond, Kyle Dia left the shooting platform, walked towards Detective Carter, and returned her the special pistol in his hand.

Carter looked at him in amazement and said with emotion, "I didn't expect that you could do this with a pistol."

"With the range of this special pistol, you can do the same." Kyle responded with a smile.

"How do you know?" Carter couldn't help asking.

"Guess. But today, you are my goddess of victory. Next time I have a chance, I will thank you well." After Kyle finished speaking, he turned and left the shooting range, leaving Carter standing in confusion, still full of energy The dazed Chief Brandt.

Outside the shooting range, after Steve saw Kyle coming out, he ran over and gave him a hug: "Kyle, you scared me to death!"

"Please, don't be so gay, I'm straight." Kyle said so, but after hugging, he put his hand on Steve's thin shoulder.

"I didn't expect your marksmanship to be so good. Teach me well in the future." Steve said happily.

"Of course, whoever of us is with whom, let's go to dinner."

The two walked to the cafeteria with their shoulders on their shoulders, watching them leave. Someone in the audience at the shooting range took the lead, and thunderous applause soon erupted.

The recruits in the same dormitory who had been sarcastic and sarcastic also bowed their heads in shame.

Pistol 100-meter target versus rifle 50-meter target, a complete victory! Such a sharpshooter's shooting strength deserves applause and respect from everyone in the barracks.

"The army's meals are nutritious, but the taste is not very good." Kyle returned to the barracks dormitory to rest after eating. After this blockbuster gambling, the attitude of the recruits in the dormitory came directly. A ten-degree shift.

In Steve's words, those who ignored them in the past now want to be friends with their faces, and those who bullied and played tricks on them in the past are now living with their tails between their tails.

This is the deterrent of strength and talent.

Having enjoyed the convenience and benefits of drawing cards, Kyle fell in love with the feeling of constantly enriching and enhancing himself.

There are nearly 20 people in a dormitory. He is like a dry sponge, and he begins to continuously extract various card abilities around him.

However, these soldiers are all young recruits. Even if they have cards, most of them are limited to white cards, and there are very few green cards. Among the green cards, very few have practical value.

It's still Detective Carter. When will all the more than 20 green cards be drawn?

After collecting Kyle, he was leaning on the bed and thinking, Steve suddenly leaned on the bed and asked curiously, "Kyle, what are you thinking?"

Kyle, who was still wandering, blurted out, "I miss Detective Carter."

"Ah, Agent Carter." Steve's face stiffened when he heard the name.

"You guy, like Agent Carter." Kyle smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry, I won't rob the woman you like."

"You really are." A moved emotion appeared on Steve's face, but he quickly lost his mind, "I'll forget it. I don't deserve a woman like her."

"Don't underestimate yourself, Steve. You have to believe in your own talent and future." Kyle patted Steve on the shoulder and said with encouragement like chicken soup: "I want to pursue that woman. , just maintain your will and momentum, and tap your potential, I don't want you to follow me on the battlefield in the future."

After all, you are Captain America! In this World War II period of Marvel, it is simply a proper protagonist.

"Thank you, Kyle." Steve nodded vigorously before getting off the bed.

You just work hard to become stronger. Although, I, who have the ability to draw cards, will always walk in front of you.

Kyle watched Steve's figure, and his thoughts returned to the ability cards he had collected.

Aside from the hundreds of white ability cards covering various fields, he currently holds only five green cards.

【Rifle Mastery】

【English proficiency】

【Military Boxing Fighting Mastery】

【Proficient in psychology】

[True Pistol Mastery]

Among them, [True Pistol Mastery] is far more dazzling than the other four green cards.

[True Pistol Proficiency]: Proficiency in almost perfect pistol skills. Green rare ability card.

This is the most valuable ability card that Kyle has drawn from Carter. With this rare card, he can easily defeat the officer who is proficient with rifles.

Otherwise, with mastering rifle proficiency, Kyle and the officer's gamble will only be fifty-fifty.

"Green Rare Card \u003e Green Card \u003e White Card."

"The green ability card is more difficult to meet than the white card, and the requirements are much higher regardless of the extraction distance or time."

"I don't need to go to the battlefield yet, and the rest of the green cards are of little use. Right now, what I need most is a green ability card that can enhance my physique!"

Kyle thought to himself, the original body constitution was rotten, or else it would not have collapsed due to heat stroke on the first day. If you want to adapt to the high-intensity training in the military camp, you must change your physique.

And directly extract the talents and abilities related to the physique of others, such as [Military Boxing and Fighting Mastery] green card, [running specialty] white card, [swimming specialty] white card, etc., and you can improve your physique in disguise by extracting and holding them.

It is a pity that the increase given by the white ability card is not large, and only the physical increase given by the green ability card is obvious.

"Tomorrow, continue to look for the ability card. The focus is on the green ability card for physical fitness."

Kyle's eyes glowed green, and the talents of the entire military training base were his hunting targets!