After rebirth, the real daughter just wants to win glory for the country

Chapter 21 The next 25 shots determine her future and destiny
"There is no appearance fee, and singing is free. Not only is it free, but the competition will also be sponsored."

Ji Yanze was confident: "The National Youth Shooting Championship is rarely held in Binhai. If Jiahe Group doesn't come forward, it doesn't make sense to provide some sponsorship fees. This matter will be taken care of by me. Don't worry, it will be absolutely fine."

"Uh."

Song Lingyan was embarrassed again and speechless.

It was her fault that she forgot that the person in front of her was a rich second generation.

If you don't sing well, you can only go back and inherit the family business.

It's so arrogant!

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While the two were whispering, Coach Ge came back, and there was another person who came back with him.

The noise in the shooting gallery suddenly stopped. The team members all seemed to know the man. When they saw clearly that it was him, some of them had excited expressions on their faces.

"Assistant Liu, has Xiao Song's bandage been wrapped? Coach Xu from the provincial team came here in person to check on her shooting level."

Coach Ge led people into the shooting gallery and went straight to Song Lingyan.

"All right."

Coach Liu knew very well that Coach Xu of the provincial team came here to select the participating players. Only with his approval can the members of the city team be temporarily included in the provincial team and be qualified to participate in the National Youth Shooting Championship.

Song Lingyan is the latest talent discovered by Coach Ge. Coach Xu didn't know her before. The list of participating team members has been roughly determined. Unable to withstand Coach Ge's bragging, he was moved and came to Binhai in advance. city.

"Why is she wearing a bandage?"

Coach Xu saw the bandage on Song Lingyan's shoulder at a glance, and couldn't help but frown: "Isn't he injured?"

"Is such that."

Coach Liu explained on behalf of Coach Ge: "This is a measure we take to prevent injuries..."

"Well, we are new after all."

Coach Xu showed a hint of disappointment after hearing this.

Can a budding newcomer really represent the provincial team and participate in the national competition?

Coach Liu placed five loaded pistols on the target position.

"Xiao Song, don't be nervous and perform steadily."

Coach Ge saw his scruples and secretly encouraged Song Lingyan.

At this moment, it is useless to talk too much.

The outstanding results are enough to prove everything.

"Ah."

Song Lingyan shook her arms, put on her team uniform, raised her pistol and pointed it at the target.

There was silence in the shooting hall. Both the players and the staff turned their attention to Song Lingyan.

Everyone understood that the next 25 shots would determine her future and destiny.

Success or failure is here!
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The Binhai Shooting Gallery is equipped with advanced equipment, and there is a green light above each target.

The green light lights up for 3 seconds, and the rapid fire of each bullet must be completed within 3 seconds.

Compared with slow fire, rapid fire has higher requirements for athletes. In the international shooting finals, the score of each rapid fire shot must be above 10.2 to be considered effective.

Anything below 10.2 rings is off target.

To complete the shooting within 3 seconds, you must reach 10.2 or above. The difficulty can be imagined.

In the last Asian Games, Chinese athletes shot 50 out of 42 in the final, breaking the Asian record and winning the championship.

"If 25 of the 18 shots are above the 10th level, I will trust Lao Ge and recruit her into the provincial team."

Coach Xu looked at the green light above the target and thought silently in his heart.

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"Boom bang bang."

After firing five bullets in a row, each bullet was accurately jammed within three seconds.

The counter reports five identical numbers in a row, 10.3 rings.

The shooting gallery was silent except for the faintest breaths, highlighting the excitement and nervousness of the onlookers.Song Lingyan put down the first gun and moved her shoulders.

The bandage was just right, not only relieving the impact on the arm, but also relieving the injured finger from the pain of the wound.

She glanced back at Coach Liu and gave him a thumbs up to express her gratitude. She picked up the second gun and started the second round of shooting.

"Boom bang bang."

After another five rounds of bullets, the counter continuously reported five numbers above 10.2.

Coach Xu's eyes changed when he looked at her, and gradually became heated.

Coach Ge had already expected this. He touched his round belly and smiled like a real version of Maitreya Buddha.

Coach Liu carefully observed Song Lingyan's movements and held up his mobile phone to record the video for the coach's subsequent guidance.

Song Lingyan finished it in one go, without stopping between the three subsequent pistols.

A bullet is fired within three seconds, with optimal speed and stability.

All 25 bullets were above the 10.2 ring.

Coach Xu's excited heartbeat accelerated and almost jumped out of his throat.

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"Hahaha, how about it, Lao Xu, I'm not lying, am I?"

Coach Ge was a little confused: "I, Ge Qiuming, said that she is a shooting prodigy, and she is a shooting prodigy."

"With Xiao Song here, our province will definitely win a medal in the women's 25-meter pistol rapid fire event of the National Youth Shooting Championships and avenge its past humiliation."

"The rapid fire results are great, how about the slow fire?"

Coach Xu believes that he is the coach of the provincial team after all and is responsible for selecting participating players. He cannot be as arrogant as him. He still needs to have the dignity of a provincial coach.

"Slow cumshot..."

Song Lingyan was unsure. She relied on feeling, an instinctive reaction of her body, to shoot.

In a life-or-death crisis, you must shoot fast enough to save your life.

Her brain reflexes have formed a habit of pulling out the gun and shooting it as fast as possible.

She is confident in rapid fire. Even with an injured finger, she can guarantee a high hit rate after firing 50 bullets in the final.

As for the 30 slow shots in the preliminaries, it was her shortcoming.

The tacit understanding between the brain's reflexes and the body's instinctive reaction is gone, and one can only rely on precise aiming.

Fortunately, according to the shooting regulations of slow fire, no matter whether the player's score is 10.9 rings or 10.1 rings, it will be counted as 10 rings.

In the preliminaries, there are 30 rapid fire rounds, 30 slow fire rounds, and 60 bullets, with a total score of 600 rings.

This scoring rule is still very powerful for her.

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"Slow fire is different from rapid fire..."

Coach Liu knew that she was a novice and unfamiliar with the rules, so he held her arm and taught on the spot: "When shooting, straighten your arm and slowly enter the aiming area. If you feel that the action is not done properly, you can retract the gun and do it again."

"The time for slow shooting is relatively sufficient, the movements are relatively detailed, and there is room for rest and adjustment."

"When you hear the command, you quickly use the forearm strap to watch, stare, hold down at the same time, shoot the bullet, and prepare for the next shot, all in one go..."

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"Uh-huh."

Song Lingyan listened very carefully, and her smart brain was running at high speed at the same time, recalling the feeling of training in the special forces training camp in her previous life.

At that time, she was the same age as she is now, and she joined the military camp with a gun of passion.

From a new recruit who didn't know anything, he grew up to be the top counter-terrorist.

There is no shortcut to her success. She can only use perseverance that is a hundred times stronger than ordinary people, work hard, and constantly surpass herself.

Now, she is 17 years old again.

Thinking of that passionate youth, her emotions rose again.

　Thank you Little Fairy Sister Pig for your monthly ticket.

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