Ballistic Silence of Special Years

800 Sudden Attack
Facts have proved that Li Zheng's worries are not superfluous.

The assessment rules in the afternoon have increased a lot of difficulty.

In the morning, it is a group of three guns, and only 3 bayonets need to be used for shooting.

But in the afternoon, when Xiao Jun announced, everyone's jaws were broken.

"The rules are simple..."

Every time Xiao Jun said "it's very simple", everyone's heart beat involuntarily.

Because it means that command is more difficult, by no means easy.

It's right to listen the other way around.

Soon, fears gained enough credence.

"Our limited shooting assessment in the afternoon has increased the difficulty a little bit." In order to express this "a little bit" vividly, Xiao Jun stretched out two fingers and gestured lightly in the air. The distance between the fingers is very short, indeed It is "a little bit".

But the announced rule is not "a little bit".

"The rule is to use 8 bayonets to snipe targets at a distance of 300-1000 meters, that is to say, the amount of ammunition is 8 rounds, and the number of hits is calculated in two times. Rounds of shooting until the last two are decided..."

As soon as this remark came out, the team members were not calm.

There are 8 bayonet holes on a standard limit plate, including six long strip holes of different sizes, two left oblique, two right oblique, and two 90-degree horizontal holes of different sizes. strip hole.

The rest are two round hole bayonets with different diameters and different heights from the ground. One is higher and the other is lower.

The rules announced by Xiao Jun are equivalent to requiring the use of all bayonets for shooting, and the distance has also been increased from the maximum of 600 meters during practice to 1000 meters.

600 meters is at best a mid-range sniper, 1000 meters is already a long-range sniper, and the difficulty is not the same.

"report!"

Fatty Wei raised his hand.

"It's you again, 004!" Xiao Jun pointed to Fatty Wei: "Say it."

Fatty Wei said: "Why didn't you tell us in the morning that we were going to fight such a long distance? Let us get acquainted, captain, you are planning a surprise attack."

"Hey! You're right!" Xiao Jun laughed, and pointed at Fatty Wei again: "I just engage in surprise attacks. We are special forces, and all operations of special forces are surprise attacks. Do you think it will be impossible to engage in positional warfare?"

Fatty Wei was suddenly speechless.

Xiao Jun said: "Remember, don't trust your instructor, don't trust your captain, this is the lesson I taught you, the instructor and the captain just let you understand a truth, it is best not to trust everything you get on the battlefield Information, even the intelligence you have obtained, according to the history of special operations in the world, many classic failure cases are caused by too much belief in intelligence. You must make a perfect plan and calculate any problems that may arise. If you do not even have this quality , you deserve to be eliminated, and you are not worthy to join Jiaolong!"

The crowd fell silent.

This is impeccable!
Since the objection is invalid, it can only be enjoyed.

However, Li Zheng's worries were quickly confirmed.

Due to changing rules and weather problems, half of the 10 players in the first group performed abnormally, and their results were significantly lower than those in the morning.

Qiang Yong was the first to play. He could hit 3 rounds in 3 rounds, but he only hit 8 rounds in 3 rounds in one round.

Among the people in the same batch as him, the lowest score was 8 out of 2 rounds.

Seeing this result, Xiao Jun couldn't help frowning.

"too poor!"

He held up the record book in his hand, and said with a sneer: "With your grades, the old men at the air gun stand in the park are more accurate than you!"

The words are obviously exaggerated.

But it represented Captain Xiao's full contempt.

Qiang Yong was very frustrated. Although he was not ranked last, it was dangerous to hit 3.

At present, the lowest number of hits is 2 hits for one player, and there are several 3 hits.

In case there is no 2 in the following batches of players, it means that Qiang Yong will participate in the next round of knockout rounds.

No one wants to participate in the second round of elimination.

Fatty Wei, on the other hand, took it easy. He comforted Qiang Yong and said, "It's not that you can't bear the difficulty alone, it's that everyone can't bear it. Look, 3 rounds are definitely not the last two. There must be someone worse than you!"

Fatty's mouth is never locked, and he doesn't distract himself when he speaks. He spittles all over the mouth and enjoys it, but Qiang Yong at the side gave him winks several times.

When it arrived, Fatty Wei remembered something, and suddenly turned his head to take a peek in Zhang Jian's direction.

Looking at it, I found that Zhang Jian's face was as black as the bottom of a pot in the cooking class, and the strong sunlight did not reflect a relaxed look on it.

Only then did he realize one thing. Speaking of the team and even the entire training team, Zhang Jian was indispensable among those who were at the bottom of the restricted sniper team.

Zhang Jian's face darkened for a while, and he suddenly said to Qiang Yong: "Fatty Wei is right, I guess it will be worse this time..."

Qiang Yong comforted him: "Platoon leader, that might not be the case! When you hit 3 out of 3 shots in the morning, your marksmanship is good, but you are just not familiar with this subject. You can perform better later, and it is not your turn to be eliminated."

Zhang Jian said: "Come on, Qiang Yong, stop comforting me, I'm fine..."

Having said that, he glanced in Li Zheng's direction and found that Li Zheng was also looking at him, his eyes full of encouragement.

Zhang Jian said again: "If I am eliminated, Qiang Yong, you take the initiative to apply to be the captain of this team. You are more suitable than me."

"Second batch, get out! Get the ammunition!"

A district captain gave the order.

"It's up to me." Zhang Jian got up, turned back to Qiang Yong and said, "Remember what I said, and take the brothers to the end, you can do it."

After all, he walked towards the shooting ground without looking back.

The sun was so fierce that it was so white that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

Zhang Jian received two magazines, walked to the restriction board and stood in front of the guide, waiting for the next order.

Sweat seeps from the brim of his boonie hat, trickling down his cheeks in one drop after another.

He quickly raised his hand to wipe off the sweat from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, so as not to slip into his eyes and affect his shooting accuracy when shooting later.

8 rounds sounds like a lot.

As long as you hit 4 rounds, you will never be eliminated in this round.

Everything looks so simple.

Looking down at the two live ammunition magazines on the tactical vest, Zhang Jian even had an inexplicable impulse for a moment——

He really wanted to rush to the target and directly pulled out the bullet from the live ammunition magazine, smashed it on the disc target and pulled it down!

What a simple matter!
Soon he regained consciousness and smiled self-deprecatingly.

I was really too nervous.

Finish the calf!
Snipers are most afraid of being nervous on the spot, which affects accuracy.

But why can't I overcome this nervousness?

Suddenly, a shadow appeared under his feet.

He glanced sideways subconsciously.

He found that Li Zheng was already standing beside him.

Li Zheng asked him: "Nervous?"

Zhang Jian subconsciously said "no", but quickly held back this subconscious lying, let out a breath and said frankly: "Yes, very nervous."

Li Zheng said: "Don't just think about winning when you are on the field. You always think about comparing with the best scorer. The more you compare, the more nervous you are. What you should do is compare with yourself. In the afternoon, you won in the morning." For you, no matter what the result is, it is a victory."

After speaking, he turned and left.

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(End of this chapter)