Military: Let you report, you can easily catch the wanted criminal

Chapter 47 Eighty rings?No!I am a hundred rings!

Su He and Zhao Dong were also surprised.

I don't quite believe this result.

In their view, even if Jiang Fan couldn't hit the full ring, it was impossible for him to only have eighty rings!
More than ninety rings, there is absolutely no problem!

Wu Haitao and Xiao Zhenlong also had some doubts about this result.

But this was reported by the target trench staff, and there are basically no mistakes.

Moreover, Jiang Fan was shooting a target for the first time after all.

It's worse than they expected, which is normal.

Wu Haitao didn't explain either. After glancing at Jiang Fan, he continued reading.

Jiang Fan, on the other hand, frowned slightly.

"How could it be eighty rings?"

"It's obviously a hundred rings!"

"Isn't it true that the staff in the ditch saw his three shots in one hole as one shot?"

After shooting, Jiang Fan looked at the target paper with eagle eyes.

With his eagle-eyed eyesight, he could clearly see the number of rings on it.

Two shots from the rear hit a bullet hole in the front.

Of course, it's not completely in the same position, but it's a little bit outside, just saying that it's not very obvious.

"It should be that the staff saw that it was just a hole, and didn't think much about it, so they just reported the ring number of a bullet hole!"

Jiang Fan wanted to speak to Wu Haitao, but seeing that he was still studying his grades, he suppressed it for the time being.

At this time, on the other mountain peak in the shooting range.

Standing a woman and a man.

Who else is it not Zhao Ying and the Vice Minister of the Seed Club?

"Eighty rings?"

Zhao Ying also couldn't believe it.

As the most powerful organization in the school, the Seed Club has the right to apply to the school to know the training performance of every student in the school, which is convenient for them to recruit.

Although they had just finished playing just now, after Wu Haitao got the overall results of the Eighth Squadron, they also got their results through internal channels.

Seeing that Jiang Fan's score was only [-] points, Zhao Ying couldn't help but frowned and said, "This kid is so steady with his gun, he only shot [-] points with a [-]-meter fixed target?!"

The deputy minister seemed a little calm: "I said before that just because the gun is steady, it doesn't mean that the shooting will be good!"

"With a score of [-] rings, you can't even get into the shooting club, let alone our seed club!"

"give up!"

Zhao Ying said unwillingly: "It may be the first live ammunition shooting, let's see the results later!"

The deputy minister looked at her and said: "The first time you shoot, you can often see a soldier's shooting talent better!"

"Look at everyone in our club, including the seniors who have already graduated, who is not above 95 rings for their first live ammunition shooting?"

"Eighty rings...haha!"

After speaking, the deputy minister turned and left.

Zhao Ying looked at the back of the deputy minister leaving, and then at the minister in the distance, finally sighed helplessly, and could only follow and leave.

She knew that Jiang Fan's spot on the candidate list was gone!

Soon, Wu Haitao finished reading all the grades and was about to let them take a good rest and get ready for the next pistol shooting.

At this time, Jiang Fan suddenly raised his hand and stood up, and said loudly: "Report! Squadron leader, I didn't hit the [-]th ring!"

"I want to see my target paper, can I?"

Everyone looked sideways and looked towards him.

Wu Chong from the fourth class sneered, and said in his heart: "If you can't fight well, you can't fight well. I'm still not reconciled."

"Do you really think it's better to shoot live ammunition?"

No wonder he thought so.

After nearly a month of training, he was beaten by Jiang Fan in every subject.

This time with live ammunition, Jiang Fan only hit eighty rings.

And he hit 98 rings!
Although it's not a full ring, it's the best result so far for the third district team!

Not surprisingly, there may not be anyone in the Ninth Squadron who can surpass him.

He has already reserved the No.1 ranking for the rifle live ammunition shooting of the third district team!

Wu Haitao frowned slightly, looked at him, and asked, "You mean, the target staff in charge of counting rings counted your grades wrong?"

"Yes!"

Jiang Fan said loudly: "I shouldn't have eighty rings! I should be one hundred rings!"

"It's because they counted wrong! Ask the squadron leader to help me find out!"

One hundred rings?

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

At present, Lin Dezhi of the three regional teams and only one of the regional teams has hit [-] rings.

The best of the rest are the 99 rings and Wu Chong's 98 rings from their fourth class!
Although they all thought that Jiang Fan had a high chance of hitting a hundred rings.

But after all, the results are out now, only eighty rings.

Jiang Fan said it was one hundred rings, but the difference was twenty rings.

How could the staff of the target pit make such a low-level mistake?

Wu Haitao said in a low voice, "Jiang Fan, I know you are not reconciled!"

"But your doubt is completely groundless. If you say that the number of rings is wrong by a few rings, it may still be possible. But you have [-] rings. As professionals, it is impossible for them to make such a mistake!"

"Your request, I cannot promise you!"

Jiang Fan still stubbornly said: "Squadron leader, it has nothing to do with whether I am willing or not. What kind of results I get, should be what kind of results."

"I can't erase my grades just because of their mistakes! I just want the grades I deserve!"

"I know, you all think that counting the wrong twenty rings is indeed a bit unbelievable."

"However, if there are three bullets, all of which have almost penetrated into one bullet hole, so it is difficult to find it? The staff counted under the target trench for a long time. Could it be that the time is too long and they don't pay attention to seeing it, so the count is wrong? gone?"

Wu Haitao couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly when he heard the words: "You mean, you have three bullets for one hole?"

"Yes!" Jiang Fan said loudly, "I can swear! This is my real achievement!"

"Jiang Fan, don't talk nonsense!"

At this time, squad leader Su He couldn't listen anymore, and hurriedly said to Jiang Fan: "Don't say that you have three shots and one hole, the probability of two shots and one hole is very small! It won't happen once in many years!"

"Haven't you heard of the reason why two cannonballs can't appear in the same cannon crater?"

The other freshmen in the eighth squadron also thought that Jiang Fan must be crazy.

Such words can be said.

"This Jiang Fan will not always be number one. This time, his marksmanship is not very good. Is there a mental problem?"

"Maybe! Three shots and one hole, thinking it's a movie?"

Wu Chong even showed a disdainful smile: Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan, I lost to you before, I am convinced, and I admire you too!But now it seems that you dare not even admit failure, it seems that I underestimated you!
Jiang Fan didn't care about everyone's expressions and doubts at all, and directly said to Wu Haitao: "If others can't do it, it doesn't mean I can't do it!"

"Squadron leader, you understand my temperament, I won't say what I can't do easily!"

"Besides, my results are my own, but doesn't that represent the honor of our team in the third district?"

(End of this chapter)