Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 668 The Low-key Sniper King

Teacher Qian said unhappily: "I know you, Li, are the No.1 in the International Sniper Competition, but you have been out of the army for more than half a year, and you don't need to warm up when you come back?"

Li Zheng was stunned again: "Warm up?"

Then suddenly realized: "Oh! By the way, I haven't calibrated the gun yet!"

Teacher Qian was furious: "I said that the people from the other teams who participated in the competition have been practicing in full swing. They have been practicing every day since the date of the competition was announced. I saw that the top shooters of the first team and the third team were soaking every day. On the other side of the shooting range, bullets are being produced endlessly, I said Li Zheng, don’t capsize in the gutter, many of the participants in the competition this time are graduates of the special forces.”

"This..." Li Zheng scratched his nose, looking a bit embarrassed.

It's not that I don't want to practice guns, but that it only takes one day to practice guns, and it only takes one day to warm up, just to calibrate the guns.

There are many things about Li Zheng that Mr. Qian doesn’t know. If he knew the day when Li Zheng was trapped in Africa and the Delta player Bai Aote in the cave by the water and the night when he escaped for his life, he would know why Li Zheng was not old at all. Care about warming up.

Nothing can go deeper into the bone marrow than what is practiced in actual combat of life and death.

Qian Jun couldn't understand this point.

Li Zheng's sniper ability was not obtained through ordinary subject exercises, but obtained after he pushed his potential to the extreme at the critical moment of life and death.

As long as the gun is in hand and the target is in front of him, Li Zheng can become a chilling king of sniper killing in an instant.

What's more, there is another very important reason.

That's what Qian Jun said. Many of the students in the special operations department of the school were recommended and sent up by the special forces in various theaters.

This is going to kill me.

Before retiring from the army, the G theater hosted a sniper training camp, which was of an army nature. Because of Li Zheng's special experience and ability, he was sent there as an instructor to learn about it for a month.

So many special forces snipers know him, not to mention that he was in the military newspaper in the international sniper competition back then, and the soldiers who served in the army are now just at the time of promotion, so maybe they know him .

These days, Li Zheng has been walking around the one-acre three-point land of the special training team. He hasn't wandered around, and he hasn't even been to the shooting range, so no one will recognize him as a person.

If you go to the shooting range and get a gun bang bang bang, it is estimated that a group of people will soon attract a crowd of onlookers.

"What? Do you still have something to hide?" Qian Jun asked.

Li Zheng can only say: "Go, definitely go, how about this, the teacher will apply for a match gun in the morning, go to the shooting range for calibration, and use it during the competition."

Qian Jun was relieved when he heard that he was going to the shooting range.

Although he didn't have much hope for the high honors that the special training team could get in the college activities, the appearance of Li Zheng made him see thoughts that he didn't have before.

According to Li Zheng's resume, as long as it is not mixed, he may enter the top three in any competition, and the sniper subject is definitely the first.

How to say, it is better to have a first than nothing.

"Okay, as long as you go, I will apply for the gun for you. You can get it at any time and have enough bullets."

"Thank you teacher."

Li Zheng smiled at Qian Jun while thanking him. Qian Jun felt that Li Zheng's smile was a bit incomprehensible, as if that kind of smile was squeezed out, and he was unwilling.

What is this guy hiding!
he thinks.

On that morning's exercise, Li Zhengzhuan didn't need to participate in the queue training that day, and went to the gun store to get a gun and went directly to the shooting range to practice.

Li Zheng, who came down from the gun storage with a gun, was envied by Liu Feifan and the others again. Everyone wanted to silently hold this legendary first domestically produced high-precision sniper.

Li Zheng had no choice but to open the gun in the corridor to let them see and see. A group of people looked excited and went to take pictures with their mobile phones.

See Li Zheng as...

After all, he has used a better sniper rifle, which is also made in China. 26W is already a bit outdated for elite special forces. The snipers of the Tiger Brigade Special Reconnaissance Battalion use the latest high-precision sniper rifle, and the caliber is not only 7.62. caliber.

After everyone finished their fun, Li Zheng walked towards the shooting range with the huge box on his back.

When approaching the shooting range, Li Zheng took out a mask from his pocket, put it on...

"Why are you wearing a mask?"

Qian Jun had already set up the target mirror and was waiting at the shooting range. He felt very puzzled when he saw Li Zheng coming over wearing a mask.

"you caught a cold?"

Li Zheng shook his head, and he quickly looked around the shooting range.

At this time, the target positions everywhere were full of people, and the various teams, squadrons and district teams had already sent people to occupy the target positions.

Qian Jun stopped asking, looked at his watch and said, "Time is running out, you are late, you can see that this target is full. Let me tell you, every year when our school competes, the training ground here is There are too many monks and too few porridge, which is more difficult to occupy than the position of the library."

After speaking, he pulled Li Zheng to walk towards the shooting ground line, and said as he walked, "Fortunately, I told the old Wang of the first team, and asked him to save a place for me. Let's go to his side..."

When he got to the firing line, Qian Jun said to Li Zheng, "Wait for me."

After finishing speaking, I went straight to Teacher Wang from the first team.

"Old Wang, have you saved my place for me?"

"Yes, I will stay, but I said, old money, have you guys from the special training team also participated in the competition this year?"

"Yes, I just enrolled in one subject." Qian Jun said, "Sniping."

Teacher Wang looked at Li Zheng, who was wearing a mask and carrying a gun not far away, and said with a smile: "I heard that this year's special training team has a master? Tell me, which special forces?"

Qian Jun said, "Speaking out will scare you to death!"

Instructor Wang laughed out loud when he heard this. The squadron he was in belonged to the command department of special operations, and all of his subjects were diving, climbing, underwater combat, airborne and other commanding items of special operations units, so most of the students were from special forces, according to Qian Jun. A master came from their special training team, so they asked extra questions, but Qian Jun opened his mouth and said "Scared to death", which made him a little dissatisfied.

"Tell me, why is it scary?"

Qian Jun said: "The whole army has sniped the king, and he has made two first-class meritorious service. It is the kind of soft hand to win prizes."

Teacher Wang was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed again.

"Hahahaha! When did you learn to brag, old Qian? Hahahahaha!"

In his opinion, the special training team is all technical officers, professionally, they are definitely the elite of the elite.

But what about the army's sniper king, what about two first-class meritorious service, winning prizes and getting soft hands...

His old king is a little unbelievable.

Such a person, can he leave the army?At least an old non-commissioned officer.

If Qian Jun's words weren't so bluffing, maybe Old Wang would really inquire and pay attention.

As a result, Qian Jun made such a big deal about his background that he lost interest, thinking he was bragging.

"Okay, okay, then go to the target position with your sniper king, and let me have a look!"

Qian Jun smiled and said, "Success, give me a target so you can see it."

Teacher Wang gave up the target position, and Qian Jun went to call Li Zheng.

Li Zheng came over and opened the weapon box, took out the gun inside, and began to set up the tripod.

This gun has been carefully inspected when it was picked up from the gun store. Although it is not a new gun, it is well maintained. After all, it is expensive, and it is maintained like a treasure.

The shooting range here has an automatic target launch device, as well as special security personnel. Just tell the security personnel what distance and type of target you want, what type of target will be produced at which target position and distance, and it will be followed soon.

The security staff asked Qian Jun: "Teacher Qian, what distance and target do you want?"

Qian Jun asked Li Zheng, "What distance and target do you want?"

Li Zheng lay on the ground to adjust his shooting posture, and replied without raising his head: "100 meters, chest ring target."

"..."

"..."

"..."

The people around were speechless.

But the security staff complied.

Li Zheng didn't speak or look up, and focused on aiming.

bah—

One shot.

After shooting, put your eyes on the target mirror on the side to have a look.

Then another shot.

bah—

Then adjust the handwheel.

bah—

There is a shot.

Adjust again.

After finishing a magazine, change another one.

Keep playing like this.

After firing ten rounds, he stood up and closed his gun.

Qian Jun asked in bewilderment, "Is it over?"

Li Zheng nodded: "It's over."

Qian Jun: "That's it?"

Li Zheng still nodded, looking very serious: "That's it, this gun is good, very good."

After finishing speaking, he put the gun away, closed the box, and said, "Teacher Qian, don't let others touch this gun."

After speaking, he left with his gun on his back, leaving Qian Jun in a mess.

After a long time, Teacher Wang finally couldn't hold back and burst out laughing: "Did you just come here to check your gun?"

Qian Jun said, "Well, it seems so..."

"Master! Master, master!"

Teacher Wang gave a thumbs up vigorously and went back to his students.

A special forces sniper student lying on the ground raised his head and tattooed Teacher Wang: "Are the special training team here today?"

In fact, not only him, many people are curious.

Teacher Wang said, "Well, here comes one, a sniper."

"Sniper?"

"Yes, I shot ten shots at the 100-meter chest ring target, and then took the gun and left." Instructor Wang said: "I guess I came to school the gun, and I didn't plan to practice at all."

The sniper turned his head and looked in the direction of Li Zhengyuan. After watching for a while, he suddenly murmured: "This person... looks familiar..."

Teacher Wang looked back at the direction Li Zhengyuan was going, and then said to the student: "Come on, she's not a pretty girl, she looks familiar to everyone! Go practice your gun!"

The student was reprimanded by Teacher Wang, and he returned to his seat in resentment. He still felt that he had seen that distant figure somewhere before. Snipers still have certain specialties in remembering targets, even though they are far away. , but it still coincides with a vague impression in my mind...

"It looks familiar..."

He was talking to himself, but he couldn't remember where he saw it.

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