"Did you hit it?"

The people below immediately started talking.

The second shot was shot rhythmically, not long apart, and should be within the allowable range.

"Lao and Zhuang have a chance!"

Su Hui was excited.

"I said that my solemn marksmanship won't lose! He lost, so my marksmanship won't let anyone go back to my hometown to pick up cow shit?"

Seriously didn't say anything, touching his chin and staring at the distance.

The solemn heart lying on the ground was as steady as water, and the hands were incredibly steady.

As the saying goes, the man and the gun are integrated, which means this kind of gun feeling.

The characteristic of solemnity is that the greater the pressure, the greater the rebound, the heavier the pressure, and the better the results.

Han Zixiu also valued the characteristic of solemnity, so he used him as a key sniper to train him.

"Oh hoho! The instructor is going to clean the toilet!"

Lao Su kept nagging and being cheerful, as excited as a child who had grabbed a bunch of big white rabbit milk candies.

Although I can't see the playing point, all the special forces soldiers in the region who participated in the training knew that they could fire these shots in such a rhythm as playing a piano. It was obvious that the shooting skills of this high-ranking soldier were not of average level.

Many people feel a little surprised.

I used to think that I was just a soldier and nothing special.

Some people even think of "Red Arrow"

Is the brigade doing face-saving skills? I deliberately let a few new recruits come to show that the leaders of the "Red Arrow" brigade attach importance to the training of new recruits.

But now it seems that the solemn and solemn privateer lying in the shooting position has real material.

Everyone was estimating whether Zhuang Yan could hit the target with three shots in 5 seconds.

If this private wins...

hey-hey……

The old white-haired face is about to turn white, right?

Lao Baimao is not unfamiliar with these special forces sitting on the ground watching opera. He has never been exposed to Lao Baimao, but the senior officers in the reserve team have been trained once or twice under Lao Baimao.

This is a guy who makes you feel tooth-ache when you mention it.

The identity is mysterious, it is said to come from a special team with a high level of confidentiality, directly under the headquarters and is not under the jurisdiction of any military region.

Anyway, every time the old white hair appears, it looks like a bird now, and never has a military rank or military branch logo. There are always a few poker face instructors who use numbers instead of their names.

It is the wish of many old men here to make the old white-haired make a fool of themselves!

Now, everyone seems to see a glimmer of hope.

Maybe the old white-haired looked down on this little soldier and finally capsized the ship in the gutter?

hey-hey!

Thinking of this, many people couldn't help but smile.

The last shot is highly anticipated.

Success or failure is a success or failure.

Just as everyone put their hopes of slapping the old white-haired face on the solemn body, a shocking scene of falling chin appeared.

Instructor No. 3 suddenly carried a Type 95 automatic rifle and flashed onto the shooting ground like a ghost. He stood behind Zhuang Yan and pointed the muzzle directly at Zhuang Yan's position.

"I"

Su Huikai almost shouted out.

But the word "fuck" had not yet been released, and the gunshots were fired.

A flame tongue was sprayed out from the muzzle of the Type 95 automatic rifle, and a round of bullets shot out, and the chirping was less than two meters left in front of Zhuang Yan.

The soil splashed, and some sand even fell on the solemn face.

The word "fuck" that Su Hui opened finally cursed.

The solemn gun also fired.

The third shot is out!

While shooting out, Zhuang Yan was shocked.

The bullet deviated from the established trajectory, and the sound of the gun and the jumping soil did interfere with his condition. The moment he pulled the trigger, his body shook.

"Tsk tsk tsk"

Lao Baimao stood and reached out, put down the monocular eyepiece in her hand, and shook her head.

"What a pity, what a pity..."

Su Huikai couldn't help but say to Yansu: "Isn't this cheating?! Is this... something like that?"

He smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that there is no regulation that cannot be so high. I have tried it before in simulation."

After saying that, he looked at the target in the distance and sighed, "I don't know if this shot is on the target."

Due to time constraints, there is no target reporting for this shooting. After shooting, the bullet holes are checked to see if there are three holes.

"Stand up and check the gun!"

The old white-haired gave the order.

Zhuangyan got up from the ground, tested the gun, then looked back at the expressionless instructor No. 3 behind him, and then looked back at the old Baimao, crying without tears, saying: "I said to the chief instructor, can we agree in advance that you want to interfere in live ammunition? You are a sneak attack..."

Old Baimao said: "Do you know when the enemy fires the gun in war? A sniper, do you know what the consequences and situations will be after the first shot of the sniper in actual combat will be? Let me tell you! When your first shot is fired, your enemy will immediately avoid it. All the light and heavy firearms will be covered in the general position where you are. That kind of scene will be much more uncomfortable than the bullet just now. After hearing the gunshots, they will be messed up? Can't you shoot accurately? Are you embarrassed to say that you are a sniper?"

Zhuangyan was ridiculed and robbed by the old white-haired man, and she was speechless.

My mother

What kind of instructor is this?

This is a hooligan!

Is there any truth in nature?

Still not reasonable!?

rustle

The walkie-talkie in the old white-haired buckle rang.

Pick it up and press the dialogue key: "Report the target, how many shots will the shooter take on the target?"

The audience immediately became quiet.

Everyone stood up their ears and waited to hear the result.

Two seconds later, a sound came from the military walkie-talkie.

"Two shots, confirm that the target is effective and two shots are completed."

"well……"

Si Si and Su Huikai, who were sitting on the ground, couldn't help but sigh and lowered their heads.

Running one shot.

It's over.

Instructor No. 6 came over, took the 85 sniper directly from Zhuang Yan, then walked to the shooting position and lay down.

He looked back at Zhuang Yan and said to Instructor No. 3: "Give him the gun, don't say it is unfair."

Instructor No. 3 stepped forward, handed the 95 automatic rifle to his solemn hand, and gave him another magazine.

"Just 10 bullets inside, just stop hitting someone."

Zhuangyan said: "Whenever I open it?"

Instructor No. 3 said: "Whatever."

Seriously and quickly changed into the live magazine and walked to the side of instructor No. 6.

His first shot was fired.

Sharp staring at the instructor No. 6, he pointed his fingers.

He was waiting for the other party to prepress the trigger.

The moment of firing is the most critical moment and the most easily disturbed moment.

Hitting the snake and hitting seven inches, the instructor No. 3 just took advantage of the moment he fired a bullet in front of him, which made his hands tremble and the bullet went astray.

I also have to use the other way to reign myself and learn from Murong Fu's classmate.

This 85 sniper is his own. Zhuangyan knows how long the trigger is and where it presses, the gun will be fired.
To be continued...