Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 128 Unexpected situation
When Li Yunpeng left the field, Li Zheng finally saw clearly the appearance of this recruit who might become his strongest opponent.

The first feeling is one word - thin!

The second intuitive feeling is - black!

Then there were those eyes, which left a deep impression on Li Zheng.

Two words - bright!
If you want to talk about the characteristics, the biggest characteristic is that you only need to look at Li Yunpeng's eyes from a distance of more than ten meters, and there is light in those ordinary eyes.

The same is true of Zhuang Haoran's eyes, giving people the feeling of being divine.

Whether a person's marksmanship is accurate or not can actually be seen by looking at his eyes.

I have never seen that guy with cloudy and dull eyes who can shoot 10 rings.

Like Fatty Wei, he is good at shooting subjects.

Although his eyes are small, like two soybeans, don't underestimate them, the little light squeezed out from the slits in the eyes looks very energetic.

One platoon at a time, every round someone shoots the ground line, and one platoon behind them enters the reserve area. In the reserve area, security personnel fire live ammunition and let the recruits press themselves into the magazines. Then the squad leader checks once and waits for the password there. After hearing the password, stand up and walk to the front shooting ground, find your target position and enter the shooting stage.

This round takes at least 10 minutes.

So the wait is long.

After finally reaching the fourth company row, Li Zheng followed other comrades to the reserve area and sat down. The security personnel came over and distributed 5 rounds of ammunition to each of them. Here, when you get to the target position, get down and put it back on!"

Hou Jun checked the ammunition of the recruits one by one, and said while checking: "Give me the best condition and the best results. This is the first time you have participated in the big assessment as a soldier. In the future, this opportunity There is still more! Everything should be a good start. Whoever can get a third-class merit during the recruiting period will get extra points in the military academy examination in the future, and advance non-commissioned officer is also a matter of ten or nine! We messed up the five kilometers, and the shooting subject You must earn back some face, the usual training is so hard, isn’t it just for this! Don’t be lazy at critical moments, don’t lose the chain!”

He said earlier that Fatty Wei suddenly remembered the fart that Hou Jun had let out when he participated in the selection.

Isn't this the critical moment of diarrhea!

He couldn't help but chuckle.

"Wei Guoxing!"

Hou Jun's eyes were very sharp, and he saw Fatty Wei smiling at a glance.

"What are you laughing at!? Is it funny!?"

Fatty Wei didn't dare to tell the truth, so he quickly found an excuse and said, "Report to the platoon leader, I think our platoon will win today. When I think of this, I can't help being happy, and I can't help laughing when I'm happy."

Hou Jun knew that this guy must not be telling the truth, but this is not a good time to find out the truth, so he didn't say anything.

Soon, the commander's command was issued, and a platoon began to move towards the firing line.

Familiar shooting range, familiar target.

The weather is also fine.

God help.

"Prone position with bullets!"

The recruits fell down on the ground with a clatter, and started loading magazines with a clatter.

After loading the bullet, Li Zheng, lying in front of the target, took a deep breath and pointed the gun at the chest ring target 100 meters away.

With just a slight finger, the target hole and the front sight skillfully caught the bull's-eye.

"We must win!"

He secretly encouraged himself.

After all, Zhuang Yan set himself up for a week, and he couldn't survive if he couldn't hit 50 rings. That was not a slap in the face, but a slap in the face of Zhuang Yan.

bah—

Soon, the first bullet came out of the chamber.

Soon, the target pole in the distance was raised and swung desperately from side to side.

10 rings!
bah—

He pulled the trigger again.

It's 10 rings again.

Now Li Zheng is very familiar with the shooting skills with 100-meter accuracy.

There is a standard aiming situation of his own in his subconscious mind.

As soon as you aim the gun, you know whether it is accurate or not.

bah—

Shot after shot, guns go fast.

"Not bad!"

Not far away, Zhang Wenqing, the deputy division commander sitting on a folding chair, couldn't help but praised: "The training in the first row is well done."

The battalion commander Liang Hu smiled wryly and said: "In the five-kilometer assessment in the morning, the whole regiment was at the bottom of the race."

"Bottom?" Zhang Wenqing turned to Liang Hu in surprise: "What's the matter? Are you so physically weak?"

Liang Hu said: "It's not because of poor physical fitness, it's because Zhang Jian's soldier dragged another soldier and ran too fast, knocked him down, and ended up at the bottom of the grade."

Zhang Wenqing suddenly realized "Oh", and continued to watch the shooting.

Standing behind the shooting ground, Hou Jun saw Li Zheng firing continuously, with 10 rings on the gun, and the joy in his heart was indescribable!

As long as he can enter the final stage, he estimates that no more than 10 people in the entire recruit group can play a full circle.

At that time, Li Zheng or Zhang Jian will definitely have the opportunity to compete for the first place.

He got the first place in the shooting subject, and he, the platoon leader, has a bright face.

Not taking the first place in the five-kilometer cross-country is not so important. After all, he is known as the number one sniper of the E division, and the soldiers he brought out were defeated in this strong subject of his own. I am afraid that there is no place for this old face.

bah—

Another bullet was fired.

That was the last shot.

Hanging up with an empty warehouse, there is no bullet in the gun.

Li Zheng raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of the target. Suddenly, he discovered a fatal situation.

The target reporting pole in the distant target ditch was raised, and a ten-ring was reported first.

Before Li Zheng could cheer up, the target pole was raised again as gunshots sounded around him.

"what?"

A huge question mark popped up in his heart.

Hey?

I ran out of bullets, so the target rod rose again.

Then, the target rod reported a 9 ring.

6 rounds?

He suddenly realized that someone hit the wrong target!

Finished!

Li Zheng instantly felt that he had fallen into a hole in the ice, and his whole body was completely cold.

It seems that someone hit the wrong target and hit a bullet that did not belong to him on his own target paper.

After all the gunshots stopped and the commander ordered him to stand up and check the guns, Li Zheng hurriedly looked around. Ma Teng was on the left, and Jiang Jie, another comrade in the same class, was on the other end.

He asked Ma Teng: "Old Ma, did you hit a bullet on my target!?"

Ma Teng said: "Is there? Impossible!"

Li Zheng hurriedly turned his head and asked Jiang Jie again: "Jiang Jie, it was you who shot me at the target?"

Jiang Jie scratched his head: "Probably not..."

No one seems to think they hit the wrong target.

Actually no wonder.

There are 30 soldiers on a shooting ground at a time, with a distance of two meters between each other, and the distance between the targets on the opposite side is also two meters.

The distance of two meters is neither short nor long. From a distance of 100 meters, the targets are lined up neatly in a row without any difference in appearance. There is only a number plate erected on the ground next to it. The muzzle of the gun was shaken when the gun was shot, and I didn't pay attention to correcting it, so it was easy to hit someone else's target paper.

Some people aim at the wrong target from the very beginning, and the output is as fierce as a tiger in one pass. When the target is inspected, they find that they are all on other people's target paper.

The wrong target usually happens to recruits, and veterans rarely make such low-level mistakes.

But now, Li Zheng's target had not enough rings, but too many rings, with six bullet holes.

Generally speaking, this situation will directly invalidate the grades.

At the thought of voiding it, Li Zheng's heart shuddered.

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