Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 36 A Little Accident

In the scope, the crosshairs fluctuated up and down like catkins fluttering in the wind.

Hou Jun's hands were a little sweaty, and the palm of his hand holding the gun felt a little slippery. His fingers were ready to go, ready to press the trigger of fate at any time.

Hou Jun was already familiar with this pattern. When the sight began to move down and approached the bull's-eye, his finger was on the trigger.

As long as you buckle it down, the special sniper bullet will be ejected, and this dream that has been chasing for nine years will become a reality!
Suddenly, a little accident happened...

Maybe it was too excited, maybe it had been brewing in the stomach for a long time, maybe the sphincter muscle was a little relaxed at that moment.

Anyway, the moment Hou Jun pulled the trigger, Hou Jun let out a loud fart.

This fart is not earth-shattering, but it is enough to make people look sideways.

Zhang Ao next to him frowned subconsciously.

bah—

The gun went off.

The whole place was silent.

The mini-disc target in the distance did not fall down in response, and was still standing there. The round target looked like a funny smiling face, looking at the sniper Hou Jun hundreds of meters away, demonstrating to him.

The recruits from the Second Battalion outside the field, including Li Zheng, didn't know what happened.

They also don't understand the rules.

It was just that Wu Yi's face turned pale all of a sudden, like a dead person who had been frozen in the freezer for several days in the morgue.

Fatty Wei immediately saw the clue, and elbowed Li Zheng who was beside him and said, "Ai ai ai, I think something is wrong."

Although Li Zheng guessed that something was wrong, he didn't speak.

Because every time the old squad leader Hou Jun shot, Wu Yi would brag to the recruits as excitedly as he was beating chicken blood.

But this time was different, Wu Yi remained silent, his expression was no different from that of a dead person.

"shut up."

Li Zheng reminded Fatty Wei.

"You've gotten in enough trouble."

Ma Teng from behind interjected, "Fatty, what did you say?"

Fatty Wei was still a dog who couldn't change his shit, so he endured it, and finally he couldn't hold it back, and said to Ma Teng, "I think it's probably because I missed the target."

Ma Teng said, "Can you see the target?"

Fatty Wei pouted in Wu Yi's direction mysteriously, and said in a low voice, "The target is on our monitor's face."

bah—

Just as he was talking, the second shot fired.

After the first shot missed the target, Hou Jun made up the second shot.

Then, Li Zheng saw Hou Jun standing up in the distance, his back was full of loneliness.

He suddenly realized that this veteran must be in great pain at the moment.

Even from a distance, he can feel it.

When Hou Jun left the field, Liang Hu and Xie Dong went up to meet him.

The two were embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

In the end, it was Xie Dong who spoke first: "Maybe there is still a chance."

But he didn't finish talking, and the soldiers of the special brigade over there cheered, and jumped up one by one.

It seemed that they knew the results, and Zhong Rui's group obviously came from behind.

Hou Jun couldn't see any emotion on his face at all, but it was precisely because he couldn't see any emotion that Xie Dong was even more worried.

Hou Jun is a veteran who has everything written on his face. He has a long service life, so he doesn't like to cover up. Even the officers and soldiers in the battalion and regiment respect him enough. No matter how harsh his words are, others think he is right.

"I'm going back."

After Hou Jun finished speaking, he left the shooting range without looking back.

The gunfire on the field continued, but Hou Jun knew that his own drama had come to an end.

Three days later, the training team came out with the final results, and the teams of Hou Jun and Zhang Ao were defeated without any suspense.

Hou Jun returned to the new barracks and became his acting platoon leader.

For several days, he lay on the bed in the single room next to the small private room, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Three days later, Hou Jun moved the bed out of the small private room and put it in a large row room as if nothing had happened.

Wu Yi asked Hou Jun cautiously: "Platoon leader, you can forget about sleeping, there is an emergency assembly outside, it's noisy."

Hou Jun rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "You are popular only when you are noisy, and you are a mortuary if there is no sound!"

As soon as Wu saw this, he quickly shut up and didn't dare to talk anymore.

But he was secretly happy in his heart, it seemed that this matter was over.

Seeing Hou Jun's angry and cursing tone, he knew that the old squad leader he was familiar with had returned.

Hou Jun blamed his failure on that untimely fart.

"That damn fart!"

When Xie Dong came to see him and Zhang Ao, intending to do ideological work to comfort the unsuccessful candidates, Hou Jun sat on the edge of the flower bed, stared at the ground with bared teeth, picked up a piece of grass in front of him, tore it into two pieces, and then Throwing it on the ground fiercely, cursing uncleanly.

On the shooting range that day, when Hou Jun pulled the trigger, that loud fart ruined everything.

He made a gesture of pulling the trigger, and said, "I was aiming well, but the fucking shit came when I said it..."

Speaking of this, Hou Jun's face turned green.

"...The crosshair flew away!"

The wire is only 5MM, and it is indeed a delicate job to hit it.

Even if the pulse beats, the front sight will shake, let alone a sky-high fart?
Although in terms of time, the team of Hou Jun and Zhang Ao took the shortest time, but after running a round, they lost all in terms of accuracy, and finally were eliminated miserably and became losers.

Hou Jun felt most sorry for Zhang Ao.

It's bad luck to partner with him.

Just as he was about to turn his head to say sorry to Zhang Ao, he didn't expect that Zhang Ao was not sad at all, and he was covering his mouth and rolling his eyes.

"Damn Zhang Ao, what are you laughing at! You're still laughing after losing the election! You are a heartless soldier!"

When he scolded, even Chang Xie Dong laughed.

Hou Jun swears, that means it's normal.

However, Hou Jun felt that this matter was indeed a bit embarrassing.

No one believes it.

A senior non-commissioned officer in the third period, a well-known sniper in the army, had a smooth journey, but finally capsized in the gutter and fell on a fart.

Xie Dong only smiled for less than three seconds before sealing his mouth.

It's not appropriate to laugh at this time, especially since he is a company commander.

He wanted to comfort Hou Jun, but he didn't know where to start.

He knows Hou Jun's dream. For ten years, since the day he joined the army, he has been obsessed with the thought of being in the international military competition.

I never thought that my fate was ill-fated and I missed good opportunities again and again.

This time, he had hoped the most, and success was almost within his reach, but the duck he got flew away suddenly. Apart from bad luck, he really didn't know from which angle to evaluate this matter so that Hou Jun could feel a little relieved.

So, he changed the subject: "Actually, don't be discouraged, maybe you still have a chance."

Hou Jun hooked his neck and looked at the ground, and said with a rambling expression: "I will be discharged from the army in three years. The Golden Eagle International Sniper Competition is held every two years. I will be discharged before the next one. This year is our G military region, and next time it will definitely not be our turn."

Xie Dong said: "That's not necessarily the case. I heard that the military reform is about to start, and we may have to make major changes. Our division is estimated to be split into brigades, and some regiments will be reorganized and a new special warfare brigade will be established. It's our regiment... Think about it, special forces have more chances to compete than our motorized infantry regiment, maybe you can still catch up."

"Change to special warfare?" A trace of excitement flashed in Hou Jun's eyes, and then he pretended to be indifferent and said, "Is it true?"

Xie Dong nodded: "It's all being passed on, but there's nothing left. The most urgent thing now is to bring in the recruits. Let me tell you, there are two very good soldiers in your platoon this time. One is called Zhang Jian and the other is called Li. just……"

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　　A reader left a message in the comment area, saying that Hou Jun must have taught Li Zheng if he failed, and then Li Zheng realized his dream. The plot is very clichéd and he wants to abandon the book.

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