The strongest contractor

Chapter 35

The affirmative answers of the recruits were just habitual instincts, and Old Hei's question was destined to be unanswered, and Old Hei did not continue to ask.

He turned to raise his voice and said: "As soldiers of the Tekken regiment, you should never be unhappy, just like the training slogan of our Tekken regiment: whoever is a hero, who is a hero, compare them on the training ground.

What is windy?What is poor vision?The infantry are soldiers who run all over the mountains, so they are afraid of the wind, sand and darkness?You should be as happy as the wind blows, cheer up and take this last assessment.

Whether you are a donkey or a horse, whether you have real kung fu in your hands, or are you a coward who can't do anything, depends on this final hammer sale.

The 100-meter fixed-barrel live ammunition assessment is officially starting now, first class, you go first! "

"Yes!"

The squad leader who received the order stood at attention and saluted, walked to the front of the queue in unison and ordered: "Squad [-], everyone is there, go to the shooting trench, turn right and run."

"Tom tom tom..."

A group of ten recruits ran up the shooting trench in unison, starting from the last one to stop and stand at attention and enter the shooting position until all 10 recruits stood in front of the shooting position.

"Prepare to shoot in prone position!"

The first squad leader issued the password again, Xing Xiaolong and a group of recruits quickly fell down with guns.

The ordnance officer came over with two veterans and issued 10 rounds of ammunition to each recruit. The recruits took a side-lying position without a password and completed a series of tasks such as loading bullets into the magazine, loading the magazine, opening the safety, and aiming the gun. action.

"Get ready!" This time it was Old Hei who gave the order.

"Crack, clap, clap..."

All the recruits in a group pulled and loaded their guns in unison, and the impact of the gun and the chamber was clear and pleasant.

"Hu~hu~hu..."

Gusts of wind blew, and the sand on the ground of the shooting range was swept up.

Xing Xiaolong, who was ready to aim, couldn't help squinting his eyes halfway. His nose, mouth, and ears were also bearing all kinds of sand and pebbles, constantly "harassing and attacking".

The same was true for Wang Yanbing, Li Erniu, and He Chenguang. They were all affected by the wind and sand blown by the wind, which made their eyes, nose, and mouth uncomfortable, which seriously affected the aiming of their guns.

But now that the assessment has begun, no matter how uncomfortable he is, he can only hold back, with a belief in shooting in his mind.

Trying to recall the various shooting skills I have learned, squinting the left eye to fix the line of sight, and the sight of the right eye extends from the gap to the crosshair, and extends to the bull's eye [-] meters away, forming a three-point line.

The index finger rested lightly on the flight, ignoring the dusty air, and began to adjust his breathing.

"shooting!"

Lao Hei issued the last order!
"Clap clap clap..."

Ten bullets for each of the 10 people made a total of 10 rounds, which rang out on the shooting range one after another.

The vision in the evening is not very good, which makes the white spot on the 10th ring in the center of the chest target very blurred. In addition, the sand and stones blown by the wind make the eyes have to blink constantly, and the nose sucks in the dusty air, which also makes it difficult to breathe evenly. .

As a result of this series of unfavorable factors, the marksmanship of a group of people is very restricted.

Wang Yanbing wanted to win this important shooting very much, and his endurance was indeed far beyond ordinary people. When the wind and sand blew into his eyes, tears flowed, and he didn't even blink.

The action of shooting is also very cautious, the interval between one shot and one shot is nearly 10 seconds, and the shooting is very steady.

Only seek a higher "full ring rate"!
Li Erniu's perseverance and endurance are strong enough, but his mentality of bearing pressure is not enough.

In this double harsh environment, coupled with the strong psychological pressure of the game itself, he almost blinked his eyes several times every time he dunked a shot.

The index finger holding the gun was even more stiff than usual due to excessive tension.

Fortunately, he was supported by the shooting skills taught by He Chenguang, and Li Erniu, a child from the countryside, had not passed through computer and mobile phone and other high-tech virus checks. , estimated to exceed the highest 5.4.

This tense shooting went on one after another, and every bullet hole was still on the target.

In such a bad situation, it is very strong to be able to hit the target.

In terms of physical fitness, tactics, internal affairs, etc., Xing Xiaolong, who has been a soldier for a round, has an advantage, but the shooting start is worse than Li Erniu.

However, the game assessment mentality is very important, the worse the situation, the more important the mentality.

Xing Xiaolong's shooting status has declined a lot, but relying on his stable mentality, he can always find the right design time point in the harsh environment. From the point of view of the distribution of bullet holes in the target, he is better than Li Erniu and Wang Yanbing.

He Chenguang is the best marksman among the Four Musketeers, and other recruits and even veterans can't keep up.

After all, he has practiced since he was a child, which is equivalent to more than ten years of shooting experience, not to mention there are professional snipers, who are always by his side to teach and give pointers.

It stands to reason that even if the shooting conditions are poor, with He Chenguang's shooting skills, there will be no major problems.

But what is strange is that He Chenguang has been lying there without firing a shot, and his face is still full of worries. Those who don't know think that he is too nervous to shoot.

Until the last shot stopped, He Chenguang still didn't fire a single shot.

"He Chenguang, what are you doing?" Old Hei was furious.

Hearing Lao Hei's sudden shout, all the recruits turned their attention to He Chenguang, and Xing Xiaolong, Wang Yanbing and Li Erniu were even more concerned.

"Morning light...it doesn't look right."

Xing Xiaolong frowned, as if he realized something, but he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Just then, the gun rang out.

And soon, almost catching up with the burst.

"Clap clap clap..."

In less than 15 seconds, all 10 bullets were fired. Compared with the average shooting time of 1 minute, He Chenguang's single shot has a high rate of fire.

It's just crazy!

However, such a fast shooting speed did not welcome the joy of Lao Hei. Instead, he was stunned, and every pore in his body revealed disbelief.

Ten bullets, only nine holes.

Old Hei saw clearly through the binoculars, and muttered to himself in astonishment: "How is this possible? How could he only hit 90 rings?"

"90 rings? Let me see."

Gong Jian was also taken aback, and rushed over to pick up Lao Hei's binoculars.

It really is 90 rings!
"He Chenguang, He Chenguang, you...you let me tell you what's good about you, why did you get a 90 ring? How could you achieve this level with your shooting level?" Gong Jian gritted his teeth in hatred.

"You said, why don't you learn well, just learn from some people's nonsense, you have enough time to shoot early, isn't it easy to get full marks?"

While Lao Hei sternly reprimanded He Chenguang, he glanced intentionally or unintentionally at someone who always liked to pretend.

"Fuck, what does this have to do with me? Could it be that people are lying on the ground, and the pot comes from the sky?" Xing Xiaolong was very depressed and almost vomited blood.

(End of this chapter)