"Yes, I ran away!" Su Hui scratched her head and said, "It makes no sense... Could it be that I am not familiar with this gun?"

Zhuang Yan pulled out the Type 92 pistol from the holster and looked carefully.

This gun feels very good and has a grip that is better than the previous Type 54 pistol. Zhuangyan feels that if he uses this pistol, his grades will definitely be easier to get good results than using the Type 54 pistol when he teaches the team.

But nothing is useful. Losing means losing, winning means winning.

Although Su Hui drove the fastest in time and was the first to hit all the target, she ran a round of bullets and still had to focus on accuracy. The result was self-evident, and Su Hui lost.

"The first time I played Style 92, it's great to be able to play like this." Xie Dong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When Su Hui opened the automatic rifle shot the first four targets, his face was tense.

Although it was a new recruit from the 7th Company and Su Huikai, while Su Huikai was a veteran and a top reconnaissance team in the group, the "Red Arrow" brigade was at least a military-level special forces, and he could not get over the face if he lost.

Now Su Hui missed the last quick-fire pistol and ran away, finally saving some face.

"Practice well, your foundation is very good."

After Xie Dong finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Get the team back and go back! Give the shooting range to our comrades in the Hunter Team."

"Wait." Han Zixiu, who had been silent, spoke up.

Xie Dong was stunned for a moment.

Han Zixiu said: "Seventh Company Commander, I want to compete again."

"Recently come?" Xie Dong's face changed.

Han Zixiu walked to Su Huikai, took his pistol, looked in his hand, then walked to the ammunition supporter and said, "Give me ten rounds of ammunition."

After taking the ammunition, pressing it into the magazine, holding the pistol that Su Hui drove, Han Zixi took a delicate step to the target trench and asked the target monitor to raise five head targets.

Zhuang Yan and his teammates looked at Han Zixuan's back curiously, not knowing what he was going to do.

Han Zixiu inserted the gun back into the holster, then suddenly pulled out the gun, loaded it, aimed, and fired it in one go.

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The five gunshots were almost connected, and it sounded like a point shot.

Solemn was shocked.

My mother!

The speed is so fast!

Zhuang Yan secretly estimated it, it was only about two seconds.

Five targets, including gun drawing and shooting, only five seconds in total.

It's God!

There is indeed something worthy of Han Yan Wang.

"good!"

A squad leader of the 7th Company couldn't help but applaud.

Xie Dong turned around and glared at the squad leader, and the squad leader quickly shut up.

Han Zixiu pulled out the magazine, inserted the gun that Su Hui fired back into his gun bag, took out his pistol, and put the magazine with the remaining five rounds of bullets in.

Like last time, he raised his gun and shot again.

After the short gunshot, Han Zixiu walked to the target and looked at it. Without saying anything, he turned around and walked back.

Back in front of everyone, Han Zixuan handed the pistol back to Su Hui and said, "It's not your business, it's the gun that has something wrong."

He looked up and said to everyone: "Everyone will shoot their own pistols later to see if there is an accurate problem. If you have any questions, please come to me. I'll take a look. If you don't work, go back to change one for you in the evening."

Xie Dong's face turned dark again.

He knew very well that Han Zixuan actually did this for himself.

When Su Hui ran a bullet, Xie Dong could vaguely guess a reason in his heart.

When the new Type 92 pistol was issued, there were some targeting defects in the new gun. As for the source of the problem, it might be process, transportation, etc.

As long as the new gun is accurate, it will be very accurate. If there are targeting flaws, then the gun will not be accurate no matter how hard it is shot.

Unlike rifles, most pistols cannot be calibrated, and Type 92 happens to be this kind of thing and can only be replaced.

Although the chance of such unluckyness is not high, it still exists.

Therefore, there is a habit of picking guns in the brigade.

As soon as the new gun arrived, the people from each battalion rushed over as soon as possible, and whoever arrived first would pick it first.

In fact, it is not possible to rely on the naked eye. You have to go to the shooting range to fire a few shots before you know whether it is accurate.

Therefore, almost all the 92 pistols in Curry were picked up by others, and those who were accurate were taken away.

This time, Han claimed that he had applied for a batch of new guns. For this reason, he specially applied for a few more guns, in order to avoid such problems and facilitate replacement.

Xie Dong knew about this.

But he wasn't sure, so he didn't say it straight.

"Old Han, do it again?" Xie Dong felt it was necessary to do it again, so that Han could be convinced.

Han Zixiu said, "Okay, do it again."

Xie Dong's interest also came up. Winning was about to win the other party. He waved his hand and shouted, "All the recruits just now are in place."

Looking back at Han Zixiu, he said, "Who are you sending this time?"

Han Zixiu smiled and said, "It seems inappropriate to send Su Huikai again. After all, he is a top scout and a second-year soldier. Compared with the new recruit, he won't win."

Xie Dong was stunned again, and after a moment of rest, he recovered and said, "Aren't you all veterans?"

Han Zixiu said, "I'll send someone who is not a scout to try it."

"Not a scout?" Xie Dong suddenly laughed. This matter was a bit funny. He was not a scout and had never shot special shooting. How can he compare?

"Old Han, aren't you kidding?" he said.

Han Zixiu said, "No kidding, I'll send a coach and squad leader of the field army teaching team to go up and try it out?"

"Teaching Team?" Xie Dong also knew that the teaching team represented the highest level of field infantry training, but it was not in line with the scouts!

Is this Han claiming to be a humiliation?

"Okay! Anyway, as long as you like it, I don't care. But I'm ugly, the infantry has never shot special shooting. You have to be better than the basic accuracy shooting, and you're better than this..."

Han Zixiu interrupted him and said, "Just be honest! I am a soldier. Although he is an infantryman and has never practiced pistol shooting, he has come into contact with him, and he is the shooting competition champion of the A-Group Army."

He heard that he was the champion of the army competition, so Xie Dong couldn't sit still.

Although field infantry generally do not engage in special shooting, he also knows that any field army's shooting top will go through training, and the infantry's short pause shooting will be carried out during training, which is actually very similar to search shooting.

Comparing the army shooting champion and the recruits, although I am a special brigade, the recruits are just new recruits. If you train for a whole year, the gap is still there.

"What, the seventh company commander doesn't want to compete? Just forget it if you don't want to compete." Han Zixu said.

Xie Dong was in a hurry to get out of the tiger and said with a smile: "Old Han, Lao Han, you are really not a honest person."

After laughing, he looked at the recruits and suddenly said, "Compare my recruits with your veterans, then forget it. I'll see..."

He pointed at the veterans behind him.

"Why would I send a few veterans to compete with your soldiers?"

Han praised himself and turned to solemnity: "Do you dare to go?"

Solemn and indifferent, he said, "It's not a gambler to get ahead. If I lose, I won't lose, right?"

Han praised and laughed.

Xie Dong's face turned green.

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