Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 32 The Gluttonous Veteran
The most eye-opening thing for recruits is not the harshness of the gunshots, but the intuitive understanding of snipers.

For the first time, Li Zheng discovered that the targets shot by snipers were not just human-shaped targets like those often seen on TV.

There are also many strange targets whose names I can't even pronounce.

It is no wonder that Li Zheng is not clear, because there are 14 items in the entire selection, the largest target diameter used is 30cm, and the smallest is only 5mm!

The shooting distance is between 100m and 1000m, so the accuracy of the sniper weapon must be within 0.3 mils, and the shooter must accurately determine the wind speed and be able to maintain a stable and accurate shooting action, otherwise it will not be possible to shoot with high precision.

Therefore, no matter how long the recruits stretch their necks, they cannot clearly see the humanoid targets, disc targets, round targets and the internationally used Popel targets at a long distance.

What Li Zheng didn't know was that what they came to observe today was the last round of the competition, and the real contest had already begun yesterday.

One of the important reasons why the Tigers organized everyone to come and observe today is that at present, the sniper team sent by the Tigers, composed of Hou Jun and Zhang Ao, has entered the top three in the previous ten project assessments, ranking No.2 .

There are a total of six candidates for this selection, that is to say, if Hou Jun plays steadily this year and can maintain this advantage, going abroad to compete is a certainty.

Whether it is a veteran of the Tiger Regiment, or the squad leader and deputy squad leader, they all know Hou Jun.

And they all admire Hou Jun.

The army is like this, especially the combat army, you are very good at military affairs, and everyone who sees you respects you three points.

You have loose stools in training, and stretch your hips in the military. Even if you grow up to be like RMB, others still look down on you in their hearts.

beep—

With a whistle, the on-site commander blew the whistle.

"The contestants from each unit have returned to the preliminary starting point. According to the order of the original arrangement, the two groups will conduct the subject assessment in one round, and it will be carried out immediately!"

Soon, the captain of the training team stepped forward to organize a line-up, and brought all the 40 participating people to sit down on a turf about 30 meters away from the shooting ground line in the bureau.

The conditioner responsible for firing the bullets opens a box of special sniper bullets and distributes the bullets to each sniper.

These bullets are yellow and shiny, and you can tell they are made of pure copper at a glance, good stuff!

Zhang Ao whispered to the old squad leader Hou Jun next to him, "Squad leader waiting, Zhong Rui and us will be divided into one round."

Hou Jun didn't even look over there, and rolled his eyes: "So what?"

Zhang Ao said: "He is indeed very powerful."

Hou Jun didn't speak.

Because now Zhong Rui is slightly ahead of other groups with No.1 score, ranking first.

Seeing that Hou Jun remained silent, Zhang Ao quickly added: "You were the old squad leader back then, you taught well, it's a pity..."

This is flattering Hou Jun, Zhang Ao is also a member of Silian, also from the sniper squad, and his master is Hou Jun just like Zhong Rui.

He knew that Hou Jun had always had a heart for Zhong Rui, and the reason why he said that was because Zhang Ao also had Xiao Jiujiu in his heart.

In the final analysis, I was worried that Hou Jun would be emotionally unstable because of Zhong Rui, which would affect his performance.

Hou Jun has led soldiers for so many years, and he himself is regarded as an old fritters. How could he not know the meaning of what Sergeant Zhang Ao said?

"Don't worry!" Hou Jun said, "I won't mess up because of him."

Zhang Ao relaxed his mind a little, and said with a sigh of relief: "Just now I saw you closed your eyes and said nothing, I thought you were angry because of him. Old squad leader, let me tell you something, Zhong Rui looked at you just now 12 times, peeking secretly, did not dare to come up to say hello to you."

"Hmph!" Hou Jun snorted: "After so many days of training, it's not the first time he wants to talk to me. This is the last day. We'll end the training tomorrow. I have to hold back. When he left I said at the time, if you go to the special brigade, then don’t recognize me as the squad leader, and don’t talk to me when you see me in the future. He chose the choice at the beginning, and I also made the choice. I will do what I said!”

Zhang Ao was completely relieved: "Oh, old squad leader, I am relieved. I saw you frowning and closing your eyes to rest your mind. I thought you were because of Zhong Rui!"

"Bullshit!" Hou Jun said, "I'm a sniper, do you think I will affect myself because of this shit?"

Zhang Ao quickly laughed and said, "Of course not!"

Hou Jun suddenly frowned again, his expression distorted.

Zhang Ao hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Hou Jun took a deep breath, then vomited, and then scolded: "Damn! I guess it hurt my stomach from eating in the morning, and the dog day's cooking class didn't tell me about the raw steamed stuffed bun. I only told me after I ate it... ...and my bowels are moving a bit right now..."

In fact, I really don't blame the cooking class at this time, it was Hou Jun who did it himself, and dumped the pot to the cooking class.

This morning, Hou Jun woke up before the wake-up call sounded. He washed his face and brushed his teeth 15 minutes earlier, and then went to the cooking class to see what meals he had arranged for today.

The food for the top-notch training camp has always been in accordance with the highest food standards, so it is natural to serve these snipers with delicious food and drink every day.

What's more, Hou Jun is a frequent visitor to the E division's teaching team. He has been there all year round in training camps. He was a member of the training camp for the first three years of his service, and then he was an instructor who was transferred here. The shift is on duty, and I am so familiar with every soldier and every officer that I am like a family member.

As a result, when he entered the cooking class, he could smell the aroma. When he saw others making breakfast, he greeted him and fixed his eyes on the steamer.

When he opened it, he found white steamed stuffed buns inside. When he sniffed it, he immediately judged that it was stuffed with leeks and meat based on his nearly nine years of experience as a soldier.

This is the favorite of veteran Hou Jun.

In fact, when it comes to veterans, they only have virtues, excellent military skills, unrestrained style, never make big mistakes, and occasionally make small mistakes.

Hou Jun, who was bleeding out, didn't bother to ask the cook if he agreed. He reached out and grabbed a big meat bun, stuffed it into his mouth while it was still hot, and stuffed it into his stomach. Oily teeth and cheeks leave fragrance.

After eating two, the cooking squad leader found out the situation and came to stop him.

"Old Hou, what are you doing here?"

The cooking squad leader is also a sergeant, and his military age is one year older than that of Hou Junchang.

"You are a soldier, come to steal again?!" Glancing at the steamer, the cooking squad leader couldn't help cursing.

It seems that this is not the first time Hou Jun has done this.

"Stealing?! Can this be called stealing?" Hou Jun wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth, and said with an indifferent look: "It's such a fuss, it's not the first time I've come to your place in advance to eat buns in these years, what's the fuss? Well!"

The cooking squad leader sighed, looked at the steamed buns in the steamer, then looked at the nonchalant Hou Jun and said, "It's not that I won't let you eat those one or two buns, the problem is that these buns are not cooked through yet."

He glanced at the electronic clock on the wall.

"It only takes 7 minutes to put it in. Are you afraid of eating it?!"

Hou Jun didn't feel at ease at all at the time, and said brazenly, old squad leader, you are a blind man carrying eggs across the single-plank bridge!
The cooking squad leader asked him: "Hou Jun, what do you mean by that?"

Hou Jun said: "Don't worry about it! Don't you think about it, our field troops survive in the wild every year for nothing? I am not afraid of eating snakes, insects, rats and ants, but I am afraid of eating one or two raw meat buns?"

After speaking, he left triumphantly.

Before leaving the house, I still forgot to turn around and say: "The buns have enough meat, but the taste is a bit bland. Next time, add more salt. This seasoning is not from your family. Don't be picky, old squad leader!"

Gumbling—

Nemesis came.

At this moment, Hou Jun felt a muffled sound in his intestines, like a restless worm wriggling.

Zhang Ao who was next to him obviously heard the unusual voice, so he said worriedly: "I think we should report the application for suspension first, and go to the infirmary of the brigade headquarters to get some medicine for you."

"Scary!" Hou Jun stared: "To make a big fuss! I guess I just want to fart loudly! I won't run away! Don't worry!"

As he spoke, he glanced in Zhong Rui's direction again.

"Besides, the medicine in the infirmary is not a panacea. It will take effect after taking it? It will take effect after a while. Is it a bird if you take it or not? Look, it's our turn in the next group." No, we can't apply for a delay, lest people think we are afraid of them."

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(End of this chapter)