Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 120 Can't win, I'll fry fish for you with the palm of my hand!

Chapter 120 Can't win, I'll fry fish for you with the palm of my hand!
The atmosphere on the small shooting range suddenly became tense.

The division staff members stared at Li Zheng's target with wide eyes.

No one doubted Huang Jun's shooting level.

But for Li Zheng, who holds the rank of private soldier, if he hadn't had the previous round of competition, no one would have taken him seriously.

But now it's different.

A private can hit 50 rings, which is a remarkable thing in itself.

What's more, this person is still a soldier brought out solemnly.

bah—

As soon as he got down, Li Zheng shot first.

This shot directly affected Huang Jun.

He never expected that Li Zheng would shoot before himself.

Originally, his speed wasn't too slow. If Li Zheng shot 0.5 seconds slower, he would have already pulled the trigger.

It's just that the unexpected gunshot of this gun completely disrupted his rhythm.

He couldn't help but glanced at Li Zheng's target.

It is said that if a master fights, winning or losing is love between Sumi.

Standing outside the shooting ground, Zhuang Yan saw Huang Jun's inconspicuous move, but knew that he had already lost.

"Officer Huang probably overturned the gutter."

Hou Jun next to him was also a master, and seeing Huang Jun's actions, he smiled wryly and sighed.

He didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy.

To be happy, Li is his own soldier, and if he can show off, of course he will have a good face.

I'm not happy, I took it for two months, but it didn't work as well as solemnly took it for a week.

Maybe this is the gap.

bah—

Huang Jun finally regained his composure and fired the first shot.

Behind him, Staff Officer Bai and the others already had a layer of sweat on their foreheads.

They are all experts, and it is clear at a glance who has the upper hand and who is the loser.

"That kid hits so fast? You don't need precision for the sake of speed?"

Perhaps for the sake of cheering him up, a staff officer behind him found a way to reassure everyone.

"Yes, it seems to be deceived."

"Speed ​​is useless, it's precision shooting."

Everyone started comforting each other.

Only Staff Officer Bai didn't speak. He picked up the observation mirror and stared at Li Zheng's target.

bah—

bah—

bah—

The gunfire continued.

Staff Officer Bai's face became increasingly ugly.

At first, the staff officer next to him was scrambling to take a look through the observation mirror, but after seeing Staff Officer Bai's expression, he vaguely guessed something, and fell completely silent.

This time, the small shooting range was eerily quiet.

Apart from the rhythmic gunshots, no other sound was heard.

After 10 rounds of bullets were fired, Huang Jun stood up, inspected the gun, and walked directly to Li Zheng.

Li Zheng hurriedly put down his gun, wanting to salute.

The other party held Li Zheng's hand directly and saluted him.

After saluting, he turned around and walked out of the small shooting range without looking back.

"Hey, how did you go?"

"Huang Jun! What are you doing!"

The young staff officers probably knew what happened, but they were just unwilling to accept the result.

Huang Jun finished shooting about 3 seconds slower than Li Zheng.

However, the accuracy has not been checked.

Everyone felt that maybe that kid Li Zheng would miss.

Just one missed shot is enough.

Staff Officer Bai did not speak, walked up to Zhuang Yan, saluted, and said, "Chief Staff Zhuang, your soldiers are too powerful!"

After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

The group of young staff officers looked at each other for a while, and finally someone said: "Let's go, we lost."

As a result, everyone left in a huff.

The small shooting range was quiet again.

Suddenly, Zhang Jian called out a little aggrieved: "They're all gone, what about me?"

Hou Jun pointed to the bullet box on the ground: "Shoot!"

Zhang Jian felt a pang of anger in his heart.

He thought he still had a chance to play, he thought he still had a chance to show his skills.

As a result, all the staff members left after the comparison with Li Zheng. I was excited for a long time on the sidelines just now, and felt that Li Zheng and I practiced guns together. I am afraid that he can do it himself.

A recruit who beat the division staff by shooting was enough for him to write a page to his father in his letter.

He even imagined in his mind that after his father received the news of himself, the long-lost smile would appear on the face of the poker he had been holding for a long time.

Zhang Jian hadn't seen his father smile for a long time.

The reason is also very simple. When I was going to college, my father suggested that I go to the military academy, but in order to stay in Donghai City and see Shao Xiaoqian, I chose to apply for the physical education department of a university in Donghai.

The result in exchange was that his father was furious, pointing at his nose and calling him a mud that could not support the wall.

Since the beginning of college, the father and son have not spoken ten sentences. The two men with direct blood relationship have become the most familiar strangers living under the same roof.

But now...

Nothing.

Zhang Jian, holding back his anger, lay down on the ground and fired at the target. After finishing one magazine, he changed another.

Zhuang Yan looked at him, and Hou Jun also looked at him. The two of them didn't know why the recruit suddenly became angry.

On the way back from training at noon that day, solemnly holding the steering wheel, looking at the road ahead, he said to the two of them without looking back: "After today, my task is considered complete, and your grades are enough to be a teacher. Come tomorrow or come here." Live ammunition shooting, the assessment the day after tomorrow will depend on your own performance."

Li Zheng asked: "Chief, can we definitely defeat Zhuang Haoran?"

Solemnly said: "No."

Li Zheng was slightly startled, and Zhang Jian was also a little dumbfounded.

In the end, Li Zheng asked unwillingly, "Why?"

Zhuang Yan said: "Because shooting is very strange, there is no 100% absolute. Now you only have the capital to fight Zhuang Haoran. As for whether you can win or not, it depends on your performance on the spot. Others have practiced for so many years, and he is not Practicing in vain, there are skills in military quality, but there is no opportunism, let alone shortcuts."

Li Zheng smiled: "I was scared to death. I thought the chief said we had no chance of winning."

Zhuang Yan looked at the rearview mirror, and glanced at Li Zheng in the back seat. He felt that the young man was in a good state of mind. Then he looked at Zhang Jian, who was still holding his breath, puffing up like a frog.

"On the day of the assessment, I will personally go to the Recruit Corps to watch you shoot. Don't let me down then."

Li Zheng said confidently: "Please don't worry, chief, if you can't win, I will fry fish for you with the palm of my hand!"

"Hahahahaha!"

After hearing Li Zheng's words, Hou Jun and Zhuang Yan couldn't bear it anymore and burst out laughing.

The car returned to the Second Battalion of Recruits and stopped by the basketball court. The second platoon leader Wen Lei watched as Li Zheng, Hou Jun, and Zhang Jian got out of the car talking and laughing. confidence and ease.

"It seems a little different..."

The deputy of the sixth class next to him seemed to have noticed something different.

"Before I came back, I was like the eggplant beaten by Shuang. What's the matter today? It's like Chinese New Year..."

He looked at his platoon leader, Wen Lei.

Wen Lei supported his right elbow with his left hand, and picked and picked the clean chin with two fingers of his right hand, as if the truth was buried in his chin.

After digging for a while, he put down his hands and said to the deputy of the sixth squad: "Gather the soldiers in the platoon and go to the shooting range early to take a position. These two days, put your physical fitness in the morning and evening, and practice guns during the day!"

After finishing speaking, he said to himself: "I really don't believe in this evil..."

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