Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

For Zhang Xiaoshan, who has never seriously eliminated an enemy so far.

One shot at a time is the representative of good marksmanship.

"Then I have to see and see. It happens that our regiment has a sharpshooter company. Brother Qiao can help me give pointers?"

Liu Tianlong's competitive spirit came out again.

The guard group has already been overwhelmed by Qiao Lin in terms of punches and kicks. If they can win a round in terms of marksmanship, it will be considered a tie.

The sharpshooter company of the guard regiment is not a sniper company in the general army, it is the number one figure in the entire army.

In the country, it is a top existence. After all, it is responsible for protecting the safety of the chiefs, and there is absolutely no strength.

"Isn't that good? My marksmanship is average."

Qiao Lin pretended to be polite, he had already seen Liu Tianlong's little thoughtfulness.

"Brother Qiao, you look down on people, don't you?"

Liu Tianlong was overjoyed, thinking that Qiao Lin was afraid, so he pulled him up involuntarily: "Let's go, let's go to the shooting range!"

There is also a shooting range in Zhisi, which is usually used for training.

The soldiers of the Seventh Company also benefited from Qiao Lin's favor, and finally left the courtyard and were able to stroll outside.

Liu Tianlong gave an order, and the sharpshooter company quickly assembled.

On the shooting range, the two sides lined up to fight, looking at each other curiously.

"You guys, go and show off to the comrades of the Seventh Company!"

Liu Tianlong deliberately selected a few fighters with top-notch shooting skills and asked them to shoot at targets.

Lie down, load, aim, shoot, raise the gun, stand up.

The movements are uniform, without any sloppiness, without any mistakes.

The results came out, all of them were ten rings, and the guns hit the bull's-eye.

This marksmanship is top notch in any army.

Qiao Lin glanced at the audience, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.

They are all ten rings, how can this compare?

Even if he hit the tenth ring, it can only be a tie.

It seems that this guy Liu Tianlong is still thinking about giving himself a good reputation?

"50 meters prone shooting, tsk tsk, isn't this fooling children?"

Qiao Lin smashed his mouth and shook his head disdainfully: "Tune to 150 meters for me!"

As soon as the words fell, Liu Tianlong's face full of smug smiles froze immediately.

150 meters?

Isn't this a joke?

This is beyond the scope of shooting drills, okay?

Soon, a distance of 150 meters was measured.

Jolin stood at the firing point, borrowed a random rifle, and weighed it in his hand.

Prone shooting, squatting shooting, standing shooting, one-handed shooting, and finally a low-back shooting.

Five shots in a row, using five postures, ten rings.

Liu Tianlong's hand holding the target card began to tremble.

"Actually, it's not very interesting to hit a fixed target. After all, the enemy on the battlefield will not stand stupidly and let us hit it. Why don't we try a moving target?"

Qiao Lin said unsatisfactorily.

With the blessing of sharpshooter skills, he is not afraid of any target.

"It's still 150 meters."

Jolin added another sentence.

Liu Tianlong looked at the soldiers of the Sharpshooter Company.

Everyone looked hopeless.

It's not like they haven't shot a sports target before, but is it a waste of bullets to shoot a sports target at such a long distance?

"Then try it."

Liu Tianlong said helplessly.

It was he who asked Qiao Lin to shoot the target.

Now that people have made a request, if they don't agree, won't it appear that they are not good enough?

The sports target means that the target reporter runs back and forth in the tunnel holding the target card, and the soldiers of the sharp gun company stand at a distance of 150 meters to aim at the target and shoot.

This time the gunfire started to be messy, not as neat as before.

After one round, the best result was the seventh round, and the rest were third and fourth rounds, and there were many misses.

"With so many target cards moving back and forth, it is inevitable that you will be dazzled when aiming."

Liu Tianlong is still defending, to be honest, this result is indeed a bit poor.

"Well, prepare five target cards and two guns for me."

Chapter 41 Double gun shooting, Liu Tianlong digs the wall

Jolin made his request.

Soon, the five target cards began to wander around, making people dazzled for a while.

Qiao Lin held a gun in each hand and stood calmly 150 meters away.

"Is this guy going to shoot left and right?"

Liu Tianlong's jaw was about to drop from shock.

Start!

Qiao Lin started running quickly with two guns in hand.

While running, his upper body turned sideways, facing the moving target, and raised his gun to aim.

Hitting a sports target while in motion?

This wave of divine manipulation almost blinded the soldiers on the scene.

Since it is a rifle, it needs to be reloaded every time a shot is fired.

But this did not help Qiao Lin, who had already shown off the sky.

Since the gun is held left and right, it is natural that the left and right hands can load each other.

After ten gunshots in a row, Jolin stopped running.

"It's been a long time since I played, I'm a little rusty!"

Qiao Lin said with self-pity that Liu Tianlong almost believed that Qiao Lin didn't play well this time.

The target reporter was full of surprise, and ran all the way back holding five target cards.

Each target card was shot twice, and the gun hit ten rings.

This...

At that moment, Liu Tianlong had the urge to scold the street.

Qiao Lin, you are so good, why don't you let others live?

I wanted to use marksmanship to wash away the shame, but I got slapped again!

Liu Tianlong regretted bringing Qiao Lin to the shooting range. He was not defeated, he was completely crushed.

The face of the guard group was trampled on the ground!

It turned out that Shiji's guard group was nothing more than that.

Wu Qianli suddenly realized that his situation was a bit big.

Even Shiji's guards were ignored.

"Qiao Lin, come to our security regiment? I'll give you a battalion commander, no, deputy regimental commander, as long as you come, I'll talk to my superior immediately."

After accepting the reality, Liu Tianlong immediately put his mind on Qiao Lin.

Such an outstanding talent, if he joined the guard group, he would be even more powerful.

Seeing Liu Tianlong gouging the wall so blatantly, Wu Qianli was not happy.

Even though the other party is the head of the regiment, he doesn't care about the level at this time.

"Head Liu, you're going too far. Qiao Lin is also a member of our Seventh Company. Are you poaching someone without even saying hello?"

Wu Qianli said with staring eyes, almost pointing at Liu Tianlong and asking him if he should be ashamed?

"Ahem, this, shouldn't I ask his opinion first? If he has no objection, we will negotiate later."

Liu Tianlong also realized that he was a little abrupt, and smiled awkwardly.

"In this way, Company Commander Wu, as long as you let people go, I will send you a heavy fire platoon, and I can make a decision on this matter now."

Liu Tianlong made a condition.

Heavy firepower platoon, this condition is indeed very attractive.

Yu Congrong is the commander of the firepower platoon, and he knows exactly what the heavy word in front of it means?

The normal configuration of the volunteer firepower platoon is six light machine guns, one heavy machine gun, and thirty rifles.

But the standard configuration of the heavy firepower platoon is six heavy machine guns, six grenadiers, plus twenty light machine guns.

The two are not at the same level at all.

One person for one platoon, is this a good deal?