Song Daoming came to the training ground in person, and the person in charge of the training ground quickly came out.

"Commander, why are you here in person? Don't say hello in advance. I'm not prepared at all. You didn't mean to catch me off guard, right?" The person in charge of the training ground was a middle-aged man who was about the same age as Song Daoming. He joked with Song Daoming as soon as he opened his mouth. It seemed that he had a good relationship with Song Daoming.

Song Daoming laughed and said, "If I greet you in advance, you, Lao Luo, would definitely run away without anyone."

"Where can you? You have come in person, how dare I not accept me?" Lao Luo smiled embarrassedly. Seeing this, it was not the first time he had done such a thing. His eyes fell on Lin Fan and quickly changed the subject: "Hey, who is this boy? He has such a big face, and the commander will accompany him in person."

Song Daoming said: "His name is Lin Fan. I brought him here not to play, but to take the exam."

"Exam?" Lao Luo was slightly stunned, and his gaze full of doubt fell on Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled at the man and did not speak.

"Zhao Daqiang highly praised your marksmanship. Let's take your marksmanship today. As long as you can achieve excellent shooting subjects, I will let you participate in this operation." Song Daoming said this to Lin Fan. Without waiting for Lin Fan to express his opinion, he continued to say to Lao Luo: "Go and prepare all the gun training events you have here, and he will go through them all later."

"Commander, this is a bit too much." Lao Luo reminded.

Song Daoming waved his hand and said, "Just prepare."

"Yes!" Lao Luo agreed, waved his hand and called the people behind him over, and ordered Song Daoming's orders. After a while, the entire training ground became busy.

"Commander, let's go there and sit for a while. It will take some time to prepare all of this." Lao Luo came over and said to Song Daoming.

"Okay." Song Daoming nodded and followed Lao Luo.

Lin Fan hesitated for a moment and followed Song Daoming.

"Don't follow me and choose the gun, otherwise how can you fight after a while?" Song Daoming turned around and waved his hand at Lin Fan.

"Okay." Lin Fan nodded.

Lao Luo saw the opportunity quickly and waved to someone to come and take Lin Fan to choose a gun.

"Commander, what's the origin of this kid? I think he's very good at face value. He probably isn't from our military region?" Lao Luo smiled and asked about Lin Fan's identity.

Song Daoming said: "A student from Southeast University knew Zhao Daqiang that boy. Zhao Daqiang made him amazing, so I asked Zhao Daqiang to come over and I want to see him personally."

"Commander, when will I, Zhao Daqiang, brag in front of you? I promise that Lin Fan will shock you." Zhao Daqiang happened to come over and immediately expressed dissatisfaction with Song Daoming's words.

"I'm telling me, can you speak!" Song Lijun pushed Zhao Daqiang, "If my eyes fall off, who will cover you in the future?"

"Then what, I'm just giving an example." Zhao Daqiang smiled embarrassedly.

"Why are you here?" Song Daoming asked expressionlessly.

"Daqiang heard that you were going to take the kid exam and insisted on coming to see the fun." Song Lijun said with a chuckling.

"Lijun, you are not kind, you are obviously..." It was Song Lijun who pulled him over, so Zhao Daqiang certainly didn't want to take the blame.

"Okay, the assessment is about to begin." Song Lijun quickly blocked Zhao Daqiang's mouth.

Song Daoming glanced at the two of them and said lightly: "You can just want to watch the fun, but if there is any mistake in your tasks, I will ask you."

Song Lijun said: "Commander, don't worry. The tasks you arranged have been arranged long ago, and we are waiting for the final result."

Song Daoming nodded and stopped talking.

Ten minutes later, Lao Luo received the report and all the preparations had been completed. He reported to Song Daoming. Song Daoming agreed to start, and Lin Fan walked out with a gun in his arms.

"Uh, that's the most ordinary rifle?" Song Lijun looked at Lin Fan, with a look of confusion on his face. There are very few people using this kind of rifle now.

"Yes, the most ordinary!" Zhao Daqiang nodded slowly. There are so many guns in the curvy store here, why did Lin Fan choose such an ordinary one?

In fact, Lin Fan was also very helpless. He didn't know how to choose a gun. When he went hunting, Song Lianmeng chose it for him. He didn't know which guns were good and which ones were bad, so he could only choose the most ordinary rifle, which was the type of rifle they used to hunt.

"It seems that he is very confident in his marksmanship." Song Daoming frowned. He didn't like this kind of behavior that was showing off.

"Commander, the first assessment project has begun." Lao Luo introduced next to him, "This is a free shooting of 200 meters. If you want to achieve excellent grades, you must hit at least 90 rings or more."

"What's the point of wearing ten clothes?" Zhao Daqiang asked.

"Ten-edge one is of course excellent, but these ten-edge ones are not that easy to fight. Although it is only 200 meters, there are factors such as wind direction, wind speed, etc...." Lao Luo was still chattering, but Lin Fan shot, bang bang bang, ten shots in succession!

"It would be great to be able to hit 60 rings like this." Lao Luo shook his head. It was a waste of their time. The first subject was not excellent, so there was no need to rely on the following subjects.

"Sergeant, one out of ten, one out of ten, one out of ten!" An excited voice came from the walkie-talkie in Lao Luo's hand.

"What? You say it again?" Lao Luo thought he had heard it wrong.

"Sergeant, one out of ten, it's really one out of ten!" The intercom's voice became even more excited.

"Uh!" Old Luo was slightly stunned, then raised his head and looked at Zhao Daqiang. It was obvious that Zhao Daqiang knew that such a result would be.

Zhao Daqiang grinned at Lao Luo: "It's just starting, don't worry!"

"Daqiang, do you mean he can beat ten or one in the next?" Song Lijun asked curiously.

Zhao Daqiang said: "The shooting assessment subjects are 200 meters, 500 meters, 800 meters and 1 thousand meters. Although the effective range of the rifle in his hand is 1,200 meters, you also know that at most it is only about 800 meters. I can't guarantee the rest, at least 500 meters is definitely ten to one."

"He is really that powerful?" Song Lijun expressed doubts.

"This is impossible!" Lao Luo shook his head directly, "Even a large military region can't find one or two of them with such a marksmanship."

"Lao Luo, if you don't believe it, let's take a gamble?" Zhao Daqiang said with a chuckling.

"Go and bet!" Of course, Lao Luo didn't want to admit defeat.

"As long as my brother can play ten-edge one, let him train for three days with you, and you will teach him personally." Zhao Daqiang wanted Lao Luo to agree to bet with him, so he quickly told him the bet.

"I agree, but what if you lose?"

"I have a bottle of wine that has gone through the commander's house. If I lose, that bottle of wine will belong to you!"
Chapter completed!