Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 137 Counterattack!

Compared with single shots, the accuracy of short bursts is of course more difficult to control.

Because there is a problem with recoil control.

The first round will cause the muzzle to hop, which will then affect the accuracy of the second round.

Those who can control two bullets within a very small spread are all veterans.

Without one or two years of hard training, it is basically impossible.

Let alone a recruit like Li Zheng.

So Lianfa appeared in this round of confrontation, which is really surprising.

Most of the people present thought that Li Zheng was a dead horse and a living horse doctor.

Anyway, if you don't shoot out the extra bullet in this round, the rest will be useless.

The first battalion commander asked, "Does continuous firing count?"

The Second Battalion Commander Liang Hu said: "Of course it counts, how can it count? Did you just say that bursts of fire are not allowed?"

The commander of the third battalion looked at these two, and he was very clear in his heart. One was afraid that if the burst was really covered, and his soldiers surpassed him, what would he do?

And Liang Hu can count, of course, it is not bad.Li Zheng himself was at a disadvantage, so he gave up hope. Now it's okay to have a little more hope, and it's like buying a lottery ticket.

The commander of the third battalion was not afraid of big things when he watched the excitement, and said with a smile: "I think it's up to the commander or not, Deputy Commander Zhang, you can make a conclusion, so as not to let everyone have any opinions."

Zhang Wenqing said: "Sequential shooting is more difficult than single shooting, so it should be counted."

He said to the first battalion commander: "Don't worry about it, Li just won't participate in the ranking competition."

The first battalion elder's face turned hot, and he felt that he had lost his composure.

Li is just an outsider, and his failure to hit the target has nothing to do with Li Yunpeng's ranking.

I shouldn't have said a word more, but I was so anxious just now, I actually forgot about it.

After the final explanation is finalized, the target counting will begin soon.

Li Zheng and the other three were still standing on the shooting ground, waiting for the final news.

The recorder below communicated with the walkie-talkie, and finally began to record everyone's results.

At this time, several company commanders and platoon leaders were already standing behind him, listening to the results from the walkie-talkie.

"Target No. 1..."

This is Li Yunpeng's target.

"41 rings..."

Standing behind him was Tian Yu, the company commander of the first battalion and company, who couldn't see his teeth, turned around and made a tactical sign language towards the first battalion commander.

"41!"

have seen it all.

Several battalion commanders present saw it.

Liang Hu, the commander of the second battalion, looked a little ugly.

Although it is not a full ring, he knows the gold content of this 41 ring.

The difficulty of the 200-meter moving target has actually surpassed that of the second infantry practice, and is probably comparable to the night shooting of the third practice.

A recruit who has only been in the army for more than two months can achieve this result, let alone a regiment, and the entire division asks you to search one by one and you will not be able to find two.

Won.

These two words popped into the mind of the first battalion commander, and his face beamed with joy.

The most important meaning is not only here.

It is said that the troops will need to be reorganized, maybe this is the last big recruiting assessment for Division E.

In previous years, the first and even the top three in the shooting subjects of the recruit assessment were all taken by the fourth company of the Tiger Regiment.

This time the record was broken.

Feng Shui turns around, this year to my house.

Liang Hu's depression can also be imagined.

Seeing that the old army was about to be reorganized, the last big exam unexpectedly failed to keep the record of traditional superior subjects.

He felt ashamed to see the head of the regiment, Li Haiou.

but……

Isn't there still a chance?
Zhang Jian!

That's right, this kid was also trained by Chief of Staff Zhuang, so maybe he can achieve this result too!
"Target No. 2..."

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

Liang Hu couldn't sit still anymore, he got up and ran all the way to behind the recorder, staring at the walkie-talkie in his hand.

On the shooting ground, two blue veins appeared on Zhang Jian's hand holding the gun belt.

The heart was pounding, and the blood felt like it was flowing much faster in the blood vessels.

"Target No. 2, ring 38..."

The caller's voice came over the intercom.

"38 rings..."

Liang Hu's face seemed to be stuck on a piece of ice, it was completely cold, not only his face but also his heart.

At this point, however, there is one last glimmer of hope.

That is, there is Zhuang Haoran in Wen Lei's second row.

Zhuang Haoran still has a chance.

A sigh broke out in a row, and all the soldiers changed from anticipation to disappointment.

Fatty Wei grabbed the grass in front of him, tore off a few stalks, and threw them far away, cursing, "Fuck! It's only three rings away!"

Liang Hu turned around, shook his head, and walked towards his original sitting position.

"Target No. 3..."

"42 rings..."

The noisy team suddenly fell silent.

The recorder took the pen and asked again: "How many rings?"

"Target No. 3, ring 42!"

The recorder tilted his head in disbelief, clicked his tongue twice, then looked back at a group of company commanders and platoon leaders standing beside him and said, "It's target No. 3, and this target doesn't count for ranking."

But he still recorded the results on the table.

Finally, it was Zhuang Haoran's result in the second row.

"Target No. 4, ring 40..."

"Wow!"

"Li Zheng is number one!?"

"The first one who doesn't count the grades..."

"His last shot was a burst, does that count?"

"Would you like to ask the monitor!"

The ranks of recruits were completely lively.

Fatty Wei laughed loudly, until he ended up lying on the ground, waving his limbs, like a turtle that was turned over and struggled on its belly.

"This time it's funny! Those who don't count as grades will be the first! Hahahahaha! Hahahaha!"

This time, neither Wu Yi nor Hou Jun came up to scold him and tell him to shut up.

Because at this moment Hou Jun and Wu Yi were also covering their mouths and grinning crookedly.

Liang Hu turned around and returned, picked up the form in the recorder's hand, looked at it twice, confirmed Li Zheng's grades, and with a smile on his lips, returned the form to the recorder, humming a ditty and returning to Deputy Teacher Zhang. side went.

Regardless of Zhuang Haoran's results later on, there is at least one point, purely based on strength, Si Lian actually won.

There is no doubt about that.

Although Li Zheng can't participate in the ranking evaluation, his strength lies there, 42 rings.

"hey-hey……"

He was so happy in his heart that he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Congratulations, old Chen."

The first battalion commander was surnamed Chen, and Liang Hu called him Old Chen.

Before, I kept calling for a battalion commander, but now I suddenly became more enthusiastic.

"Your soldier won the first place in the shooting subject this year."

After finishing speaking, as if not satisfied, he added two more sentences: "Congratulations! You are amazing! You have taught me well!"

The third battalion commander covered his mouth and suffocated internally.

How is this congratulating the first battalion commander?

This is burying others!

It doesn't sound like praising others, it sounds like you are praising yourself!

The battalion commander had a constipated expression on his face.

In terms of grades, his soldiers are number one.

But in fact the strongest is not his own soldiers.

This is like face and lizi.

I have face, but the lizi is gone, and the lizi is in the hands of the second battalion.

Zhang Wenqing said to the orderly next to him, "Go, call Li Zheng over."

"Yes!"

The orderly saluted and turned to call for someone.

Zhang Wenqing turned to Zhuang Yan and asked, "Chief of Staff Zhuang is the best."

Zhuang Yan said with a smile: "No matter how powerful they are, they are also soldiers of your E Division."

Zhang Wenqing sighed, "How long can it be?"

Zhuang Yan knew that he was talking about the adaptation, so he didn't continue the conversation.

Soon, Li Zheng ran over to report.

"Hello, Chief!"

He stood up straight, saluted, and waited for the chief to speak.

(End of this chapter)