Chapter 1287 - Maritime Combat Training
Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!
Listening to the voices of her relatives, Ye Jian felt as peaceful as the starry sky. âYou have to take care of your body too. Donât work too hard. I have the military to take care of me. Grandpa Gen and you donât have to worry.â
âWe wonât worry, we wonât worry. You always know how to take care of yourself. Itâs just that youâre too strong-willed. Youâre even stronger than a male soldier. You need to change this a little. Donât be careless during training. When you rest, you must rest well. Itâs better to train when you have enough energy.â
Principal Chen, who came from the military unit, said that he wasnât worried but he kept repeating reminders for Ye Jian, saying he was worried that Ye Jian would be too stubborn and hurt herself.
Ye Jian pursed her lips and looked at the starry sky with a smile in her black eyes. She listened to her elderâs advice quietly. Ten minutes passed.
âYour admission notice has arrived. The village leader even said that he wanted to celebrate but Grandpa Gen and I rejected him. Everyone in the vicinity knows that thereâs a top scholar in Shuikou Village. Some parents even specially came over to buy your old teaching materials.â
Principal Chenâs smile got wider when he talked about the village. âFortunately, you donât have a photo. Uncle Gen said that if you had a photo, parents would paste it on their childrenâs bookshelves.â
Ye Jian smiled too. At that time, when she was in Provincial No.1 Middle School, Mrs. Tong held back all her exam papers and teaching materials. Some students would carry two big boxes of books and exam papers when they left the school. But for Ye Jian, besides a few sets of clothes, she didnât have a single book or exam paper to bring home.
âI didnât disturb Grandpa Gen and you, right? If people keep coming, you might as well stay in the military for a while.â Ye Jianâs expression was calm. She didnât have the sharpness she had during the dayâs training. She was like a normal girl who was far away from home. Her tone revealed her attachment to her âhomeâ.
âAfter receiving your admission notice, we stayed in the military unit for a week before coming back. Due to your influence, many high school graduates in our village have plans to become soldiers. Even Ye Ying, who has heart disease, said that she wants to become a military arts soldier.â
Principal Chenâs expression turned cold at the mention of Ye Ying. âThat aunt of yours said that Ye Ying wants to be a military arts soldier in the capital cityâs political regiment. She has already handed in her file and is waiting to enlist...â
Ye Ying wants to be a military arts soldier? Was that possible?
Ye Jian chuckled. âWe all know that she has heart disease and the infamous file from the military training. Isnât she afraid that becoming a military arts soldier might all be a flash in the pan[1]?â
They ended the talk about Ye Zhifan and his family in a few sentences. Whether Ye Ying could become a military arts soldier or not, it didnât affect Ye Jian.
If she really entered the military unit, Ye Jian felt that she would be in control of another one of Ye Zhifanâs bribery cases.
The news of Ye Ying becoming a military arts student had spread throughout the village. It even overshadowed the fact that Ye Jian got into the military school. Sun Dongqing was no longer as gloomy as before. She would happily talk about her daughter entering the military.
At this moment, Ye Jian was already sitting on the helicopter. Holding the sniper rifle, she aimed at the floating objects on the surface of the sea and started sniping from the unstable high altitude platform.
âFrogmen often need snipers to provide aerial cover on their seaplanes, and snipers need to jump into the sea to support their team members after completing their targets. Weâre 57 meters away from the surface of the sea, 241 meters away from our target...â
As Li Jinnian reported a series of precise numbers, Ye Jian, who was wearing a diving suit and didnât even have any oxygen equipment, half-squatted at the door of the helicopter. She used her hands to stabilize the sniper rifle and aimed at the floating target with her cold gaze. She calculated the wind and airflow in her heart and pulled the trigger with her slender fingers. One, two, three... A precise shot!
Bang! A 7.62mm NATO bullet shattered the object on the sea.
[1] A saying that refers to a thing or person whose sudden but brief success is not repeated or repeatable.