Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 587: The Cow Goes to Heaven!Dreadful!

What Tong Zhi said was not unreasonable. A special operations company must have a sniper, but after investigation, it was found that there was not a single sniper in the company. To be precise, no one had been a sniper before.

This thing is a little funny.

Li Zheng ran to ask Sandy, trying to find out how his half-apprentice had missed the sniper perfectly.

Sandy said: "Master, do you think I want to do this? If you want to find a sniper, you have to have one, right? Where can a sniper be born without me?"

After some explanations from him, Li Zheng finally understood.

There are no professional snipers in the infantry company of the W country army, but there are sniper rifles, which are the prototypes of the domestically produced Type 85.

Because in country W, there is a shortage of sniper talents, those who have participated in foreign military training have learned some sniper majors, but there are too few such people, and the better ones are poached by the anti-terrorism team, and the worse ones are like Sandy. Those who were not hot or watery were thrown into the army infantry companies, and even one sniper in each company could not do it.

Therefore, basically every company has its own designated sniper, as for training?Just train according to the infantry, as long as you fight accurately.

The problem is, this thing has multiple scopes, so it can shoot farther and more accurately than a rifle. Even the team chief doesn't understand these specialties, so he thinks it's OK, so it's OK.

When selecting the soldiers of the special operations company, Sandy went to all the units to look at them and selected them all. He found that the so-called company snipers were trained the same as those who hadn’t. There was no difference at all.

Therefore, he simply doesn't care whether he is a professional sniper or not. Anyway, if you are physically fit, you can go for it, and if you have good tactics, you can pick it.

Now, no one in the entire company except him has received professional sniper training. Looking at the reality of the W country army, this result seems quite reasonable.

It is very difficult.

Li Zheng felt his temples were aching and swollen badly.

But no matter how difficult it was, it was his task to train these people well. As a soldier, Li Zheng naturally had no reason to retreat.

It's not his style, let alone PLA's style, to retreat and lie flat when encountering a little problem.

fine……

nothing……

He comforted himself.

Isn't it just baseless?
In a company, there are always a few talented guys, right?
No talent, but there are people with slightly better marksmanship, right?
"Sandy."

He said to his half-apprentice: "You go and get everyone to gather, take it to the shooting range today, prepare some ammunition, and ask people to go to the gun depot to get two sniper rifles out, even for today! I went through precision shooting."

"Yes!" Sandy agreed, but there was a bit of hesitation on his face, and he didn't execute it right away.

Li Zheng asked him: "Why are you still standing here? Go and execute the order!"

Sandy smiled wryly, "Yes."

At first, Li Zheng didn't understand what Sandy was trying to express with his constipated expression.

He wasn't interested in asking any more.

Now hurry up and choose the seedlings.

So, not long after, the soldiers of the special warfare company and 20 cooks from the company headquarters and the cooking squad were all taken to the shooting range.

Li Zheng and Tong Zhi had already been waiting at the shooting range, holding two Type 85s for school shooting.

Guns are fine.

It's a new gun, not a used one.

Finally, there is a good thing that makes people feel comfortable.

Li Zheng was most worried about old guns, because the barrel has a lifespan, and the rifling in the barrel of an old gun will definitely be severely worn. It is not a high-precision spy. If the rifling is not strong, it is really better to get a rifle. .

New guns had to be calibrated. When the two were calibrated, the company was brought over by Sandy.

Seeing the two instructors shooting guns at the school, Sandy booed: "Everyone is watching, let's see how the instructors use sniper rifles."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the chest ring target 300 meters away and said loudly: "See it! The instructor will not miss a shot at such a far target, can you do it? Not to mention 300 meters, the instructor can shoot at 600 meters Hit!"

Sandy was bragging for his master, but Li Zheng, who was lying on the ground, couldn't laugh or cry.

If the Type 85 does not have good ammunition, it will have a big deviation when hitting 600 meters, but Sandy doesn't know the depth and just caresses about blowing.

If a guy suddenly raised his hand and said that the instructor came for a 600-meter sniper attack, Li Zheng would really have a headache.

In the end, he was afraid of something, Johnny yelled.

"Instructor show us a hand! Double the distance! Welcome!"

As soon as he yelled, a chain reaction came immediately, and other black soldiers followed suit.

You must know that black people can speak very well, and they speak very fast. Once they make a fuss, the scene is like falling into a toad hole.

"Instructor, show it!"

"Welcome the instructor to give us a lot of insight!"

"I haven't seen one that can hit 600 meters! Let's see it!"

Satisfied, Sandy also yelled: "Master, show them a hand! Just like last time, 600 meters to play cigars!"

I go!

Li Zheng wanted to jump up and give this guy a hard kick in the ass.

This batch of 85 is estimated to be stock guns sent from China. The guns are fine, but the ammunition is the Type 53 heavy machine gun bullets that Li Zheng hates the most.

This thing is a kind of ammunition that was temporarily used as a substitute after the 79 sniper came out. It was also a common ammunition for the 85 type before PLA did not pay attention to professional sniper bullets. 300CM, absolutely deadly ammunition.

Sandy also said to let himself play a cigar!
This cow is in heaven!

"Sandy!"

Li Zheng called his apprentice over.

"Master, what's the matter?" Sandy never thought that this gun is not the other gun. It is not the latest high-precision sniper that Li Zheng used on the roof when he was in peacekeeping, but the Type 85 that has long been eliminated by the PLA. .

"Can you stop bragging?!" Li Zheng whispered, "Do you know the difference between this gun and the one I used before?"

Sandy looked at the Form 85 in Li Zheng's hand, then at Li Zheng, and said with a confused expression, "Is there a difference?"

In his opinion, isn't it all the guns used by the PLA?
Why is it different?

Li Zheng didn't bother to explain to him. He pointed to the 85-style in his hand and said, "Accuracy, understand? This gun is not to mention hitting cigars at 600 meters. It is a master at hitting human-shaped targets!"

Sandy understood now that the gun is different, and the master can't do anything about it.

"Master, I can tell you something, don't be angry..."

"Say!" Li Zheng said angrily.

Sandy looked at the group of soldiers behind him who were still frantically asking the instructors to perform, and then explained to Li Zheng: "This is bullshit. If you don't perform, they will look down on you."

Only then did Li Zheng realize that he was in trouble this time.

It's hard to get off the tiger, and I was put on the fire pit by Sandy to roast, and I couldn't do it if I didn't get on.

But this is the end of the matter, and it’s worth it if you don’t.

"Okay, let them sit down, and I'll give them a show." After Li Zheng finished speaking, Sandy was about to leave when he stopped him again.

"return!"

"What else is there, Master?" Sandy asked.

Li Zheng said: "Go and get me a half-length target paper, stick it on the wooden board, don't nail it to the target pole, it will fall to the ground when you hit it, understand?"

"Is there a difference?" Sandy asked.

In fact, what Li Zheng did was to let the gun hit the target, and he didn't need to look at the point of the bullet, just hit it, and look good.

If you want the experts to be more serious, it would be a horrible thing to look at the spread.

This Sandy, still getting to the bottom of it, really wants to roast him alive.

"What nonsense! Execute the order!"

"Yes!"

　Ask for a monthly pass! ! ! ! !

　　It's the end of the month, don't keep it, give it to me!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)