Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 500

Far field, where the target is located.

The target reporter took a small ruler and measured the bullet hole again and again, but couldn't make up his mind after repeated times.

"Old Chen, come here."

He called out to his companion, and the announcer at another target position came to help.

"Help me see the impact point."

"What! You don't know how to calculate yourself?" Another target announcer, Lao Chen, was a little impatient.

The target announcer said: "No, this... just look at it, it's so fake."

Old Chen cast his doubtful gaze on the target paper, and was stunned for a moment.

"You said...how much is this?" the target reporter asked, tilting his head and looking at the target paper.

Old Chen said: "It should be considered... it is... I think it's better to let Teacher Liang take a look..."

The reporting time is a bit long this time.

The commander on the shooting ground line first asked the snipers to go down and wait. There was no target on the other side, and it was not easy to go to the third group, so they had to wait.

Not far away, Meng Fan, the brigade commander of the Blood Wolf Brigade, who was sitting on the horse, couldn't help but said: "It takes a long time to report the target, so there must be controversy. It's either very good or very bad. It can't be the wrong target, right?"

After he finished speaking, he laughed, and couldn't help but move his eyes in the solemn direction.

He speaks from experience.

Zhuang Yan on the side said: "Well, Brigadier Meng, do you think it is good or bad?"

"It can't be a veteran, right?" Meng Fan said, "The possibility of a veteran hitting the wrong target is zero."

Among the second group of snipers, the youngest soldier was Li Zheng.

Although Meng Fan didn't say it clearly, the sword pointed out that he didn't say anything but said everything.

Zhuang Yan smiled and said nothing.

The target callers for this kind of trials are all experienced veterans, and most of them are veterans who have been doing this in the shooting range.

Large-scale competitions are generally held in teaching brigades or military shooting ranges. As for the guarantee of the competition, the officers and soldiers here are all familiar with the road and know all kinds of details.

What can embarrass them must be some difficult bullets.

The so-called difficult bullets seldom appear. Generally speaking, if you hit a chest ring target, there is a clear ring number line on it, and the half-length target usually only needs you to hit the target to calculate the score. Whether the impact point is in the effective area It is clear at a glance.

When this kind of need arises, either the bullet misses the target and hits someone else’s target, or when shooting some special-shaped target, the impact point is next to the edge of the effective area. The teacher who served as the referee came to decide.

Meng Fan certainly didn't think that the warhead was in the disputed area, he thought it must be the wrong target.

Because it is almost impossible to miss the target.

Here are all masters, the target should not be too simple, the difference is only in the deviation.

What can embarrass the referee team is probably the wrong target.

If there are two holes in a target, whose is it?
This military region selection competition requires three groups to be selected to participate in the army's sniper competition, and the winner will appear to participate in the international "Hummingbird" sniper competition.

Therefore, the troop commanders of each troop attach great importance to it. Many people come to watch the battle in person to see what level their soldiers are under the circumstance of gathering elites.

The headquarters of this army sniper competition attaches great importance to it, because it is the first time that the "Hummingbird" international competition is held. It is said that there are more than 20 countries participating this time, and the number of elites has reached nearly [-].

It can be said that this is a very high-level and very rare training opportunity.

In most cases, the first competition will be selected by the whole army, and then the second time, each region will send people in turn. The advantage is that the first time you have to compete for honor, and then you can give each region a chance to exercise.

Everyone wants to drink the first taste soup, even if there is a chance to go again in the future, it will not be as loud as it was said in the first session.

Meng Fan understood, and so did Solemn.

"Look, it seems that the result has come out."

A staff officer behind Meng Fan pointed in the direction of the shooting ground and said.

When everyone looked at it, they saw the teacher in charge of recording the grades talking on the walkie-talkie, while another teacher kept recording with the grade book on the side.

Sure enough, the results came out soon.

The teacher began to read aloud one by one.

"...No. 2 target, hit, 1.9 centimeters to the upper right."

"...No. 5 target, hit, 0.9 centimeters to the left."

A group of 10 people, No. 5 target is Hou Jun's target.

Meng Fan also knew Hou Jun. After all, Hou Jun was a frequent visitor to sniper competitions in the military region, and he was also Zhong Rui's old squad leader and master.

"A veteran is a veteran, stable."

He didn't know whether it was admiration or sigh, and he said something with complicated emotions.

Zhuang Yan suddenly remembered something, so he asked Meng Fan: "Old Meng, when Zhong Rui was elected, I remember that you were the chief of staff of the Blood Wolf Brigade, so you made the decision? I heard what you said just now, but It's kind of a story."

Meng Fan didn't shy away from it, and said frankly: "Well, that's right, Zhong Rui was my favorite back then. In fact, he was not as popular as Hou Jun at that time, but..."

Having said that, I stopped talking.

Zhuang Yan instantly understood: "It's just that you think Zhong Rui has more potential."

Meng Fan smiled noncommittally, and then said: "I can't take away the two best top players from the Tigers, can I? Li Haiou, why don't you go all out with me?"

Solemn didn't ask further, the matter was very clear.

Back then when Zhong Rui took the lead, he had just transferred to the first phase, while Hou Jun was already in the second phase.

Transfer people are not transferred just because they say they are transferred. When they go to the blood wolf brigade, they must be cultivated as key seedlings. Like Zhong Rui, he has been promoted in the past few years and participated in various competitions. That is his personal ability. It is also the platform and resources provided by the brigade.

In this regard, of course, choosing Zhong Rui, who has more potential, is also a correct choice.

"No. 8 target, hit, deviation 0..."

The teacher who announced the results stopped at this moment and glanced in Li Zheng's direction.

Li Zheng's target is number 8.

This time, the soldiers exploded.

0 deviation?

How can it be? !
It's not that it hasn't happened before, but it's really never seen anyone with 0 deviation in this kind of selection occasion.

During normal training, maybe a lucky bullet in a certain gun will have such a heaven-defying result, but it has never happened in this kind of military region-level selection field.

No wonder even the teacher couldn't help but look at Li Zheng.

In fact, Li Zheng's shot was on the edge of the bull's-eye, to the lower right.

The target reporter looked at it for a long time, but did not dare to judge whether it belonged to zero deviation. After all, two-thirds of the bullet holes were outside the bull's-eye, and one-third was inside the bull's-eye.

In the end, it was the teacher who came over to look at it before making a decision-according to the traditional rules, pressing the line also counts.

Therefore, a deviation of 0 is given.

In fact, this shot cannot be said to be 0 biased in terms of absolute value.

Hou Jun stretched out his fist and hit Li Zheng, who was already a little confused.

"Good boy! In less than a year, you will definitely surpass me!"

Li Zheng looked around, and many veterans gave Li Zheng a thumbs up at this time: "Awesome!"

"Fuck! Two years later, I will definitely force the whole army to snipe the king!"

"It seems that we are dead, this marksmanship is so accurate!"

Amid the compliments from everyone, Li Zheng felt embarrassed, his face was burning hot, and he said repeatedly: "It's luck, it's covered, it's covered..."

A veteran joked: "It's like this all the time, can you be serious? I said Li Zheng, you boy can't be like this. Excessive modesty is pride. You still make us veterans miserable?"

Li Zheng had no choice but to grin and smile, not daring to speak anymore. His eyes swept over and saw Zhong Rui in the distance.

Zhong Rui's face was a little stiff, and he didn't smile.

Hou Jun deliberately said loudly to everyone: "You guys, just go envious! These are my soldiers! The soldiers brought out by my old Hou, I have brought the new soldiers to this day!"

While speaking, he deliberately cast a proud look in Zhong Rui's direction.

　Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a monthly pass, ask for a monthly pass!

　　At present, the classified monthly ticket list is eighth, and there are hundreds of votes away from the front. If you have a ticket, you will reward the old seven with two tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)