Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 113 Mystery
Li Zheng saw it, but Zhang Jian didn't understand it at all.

He just competed with himself to the point of becoming obsessed. Whenever he encountered something, he would rob him first, and then talk about it after robbing. It didn't matter what he was robbing, even if it was a piece of shit. If he wanted Zhang Jian, he probably wouldn't do it. Grab any thought that comes up.

Zhuang Yan looked at the embarrassed Zhang Jian for a long time, and the latter felt a little nervous, and quickly lowered his head.

"Your name is the same as a comrade-in-arms of mine, but he died."

Zhang Jian didn't know how to answer this sentence, and froze there like a clay sculpture.

Zhuang Yan's lips moved, and in the end, instead of continuing, he turned to Li Zheng: "Say it."

Li Zheng said: "To put it simply, it is the unity of mind and eyes, which is not bad at all."

Zhuang Yan nodded slightly: "A child can be taught."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and said to Zhuang Yan and Zhang Jian: "To achieve true mind-eye unity, you must imprint the most correct aiming situation in your heart, but in your mind, when you pick up a gun and use it When pointing at the target, it doesn't take a second, or even 0.5 seconds, your brain can reflect the answer, telling you that the aim is correct aim, so that you can pull the trigger in the fastest and most accurate situation. "

He pointed to the chest ring target in the distance and said: "Now, aim at the chest ring target in the distance, and point out a line of sight that you think is the most correct for me to see."

Although Li Zheng still didn't understand.

However, he complied.

After some adjustments, he aimed the 95-1 automatic rifle at the bullseye.

Solemn got down on the ground, checked the aiming situation through the inspection environment, and said: "Yes, it is no problem to hit the tenth ring in this aiming environment. There is no need to repair wind at 100 meters, so it basically refers to where to hit."

After finishing speaking, he got up again and came to Zhang Jian's side to check his aiming situation.

Then he told the two of them: "Keep this situation, I don't need you to put any shells, you have stamina, I believe the physical strength is not bad, what I want is the most subtle precision. I will check your aiming situation from time to time, Sometimes you hold a gun at the target for a long time, even if there is a slight misalignment, you will not notice it, because people's spirit will be tired, what I ask is that you can find out your aiming situation at any time, except for mistakes, and It's not for me to correct, if you do that, you've made it."

Li Zheng thought that when he and Zhang Jian came to the division's small shooting range to open a small stove, they must have made all kinds of bullets at will, but he didn't expect to aim the gun here.

According to gun aiming is a very simple matter.

However, after a simple thing is repeated thousands of times, people will definitely feel bored.

It's just that all the miraculous techniques are tempered by this kind of boring repetition thousands of times.

It's grueling, but it's also exercising.

The most terrible thing is not to aim at this matter.

When the two started aiming their guns, Zhuang Yan asked the public servant to fetch a box of rifle ammunition and a box of pistol ammunition.

He and Hou Jun exchanged their shooting experience, and it didn't take long before they began to lie beside them and ping-pong-pong to shoot live ammunition, shoot a round, look at the target for a round, exchange ideas, and continue shooting.

Be nice!

It's terrible!

Li Zheng and Zhang Jian, who had originally suppressed their restlessness, felt that this was torturing themselves.

It feels like being a soldier in the cooking squad of the artillery regiment.

But Zhuang Yan didn't let the two of them be safe at this time, he would suddenly put down the gun without warning, and then come over and lie next to the two of them to check the aiming situation.

The results of each inspection did not satisfy Zhuang Yan.

"Taller."

"Low!"

"Left to the left!"

"Up right!"

"Didn't you realize that your aiming situation has changed?"

"If you can't be consistent yourself, then it's an international joke to shoot for 10 rings."

"To win Zhuang Haoran, you first have to win against yourself. You can't even aim well, so why are you talking about winning the championship? As an ordinary soldier, after two years of mixing, how can you talk about ambition?"

"You two are the two recruits with the best basics but the worst training I have ever seen."

"Okay, it's off again! Your eyes are on your buttocks for farting, not for seeing things, right?"

The solemn words have their own ironic attributes, and they don't give them any sympathy.

Li Zheng felt that every sentence was pierced in his heart. Sometimes he felt that he couldn't stand it and wanted to retaliate, but he dared not utter a word when the words came to his lips.

Because they are really strong, too strong.

It's really bad.

At the end, Zhuang Yan squatted beside the two of them, put away the mocking expression on his face, and said very solemnly: "Remember! Don't always look at the bull's-eye. When I shoot, the bull's-eye is often in sight. It’s blurred, and I can’t see clearly at all. I use my brain to see the target, not my eyes! Your eyes will lie to you, but your brain won’t! Unless your brain is flooded!”

Imaginary?

Li Zheng savored Zhuang Yan's words carefully.

Imaginary……

He tried to focus his eyes on the front sight and the target hole, and in this way, the white dot in the bull's-eye was indeed blurred.

But how can you accurately determine whether you have aimed correctly?

"Please understand the meaning of what I said just now, and use your brains! You are college students, so you should have more brains!"

Zhuang Yan spoke again, and while speaking, he raised his finger and poked himself on the head.

brain?

Virtualization?

Aim carefully?

The solemn golden sentences flashed through my mind one by one.

Li Zheng felt that there must be a mystery here.

Colonel Zhuang should not lie to himself as a new recruit.

But what is the connection between these?

He tried to connect these words and sentences one by one like threading a needle, then repeatedly scrambled them, combined them again, and then understood them in detail.

For a moment, Li Zheng's mind was as confused as a paste.

Glancing secretly at Zhang Jian next to him, this guy doesn't look much better, with the word "Chuan" formed between his brows, his teeth are almost biting his lips, and he looks like he's suffering from constipation.

It seems that all the key lies in those words solemnly said just now.

It's like getting a martial arts secret book. Whether you can understand it or not depends on your understanding.

In this way, while aiming, while experiencing.

After a period of time, he was solemnly inspected and ridiculed.

As it got closer to the end, the solemn sarcasm became more and more pungent, more and more lung-piercing.

He even said half-seriously and half-jokingly when talking to Hou Jun about how the two got into the same row, why did you pick such two little idiots!
Li Zheng really wanted to jump up and argue with Zhuang Yan.

I am not stupid, I am not stupid, I am an excellent college student of Tunghai University, if I don't come to serve in the army, I will be able to keep my graduate school after graduation for more than a year!
He believes that if he wants to take the exam, it will not be difficult!
He wanted to refute the solemnity.

But in the end, he still didn't call the report to stand up.

Endure it!

To prove yourself is not by words, but by actions and results.

Use the most practical actions and the best results to shut up people. Slapping is the choice of the weak and cowards!

"I'm sure I can figure out what you mean!"

He secretly swore in his heart that he must not let the senior colonel Zhuang Yan underestimate him!
　Ask for recommendation, ask for collection!

　　


(End of this chapter)