Enlisting for the second time, starting from the strongest

Chapter 134 Practice shooting hard!

Take a simple example.

For example, I ran this armed ten-kilometer race this morning.

Perhaps most recruits' scores were around forty-five minutes, and Zhou Haotian's score was thirty-nine minutes.

But if the new recruits who are specially recruited just enter the brigade and take the assessment, I am afraid that the average score will be forty minutes.

Almost everyone's performance is not much worse than Zhou Haotian's, and there are even some who are better physically. There are also many people who surpass Zhou Haotian's performance.

Let’s just say Zhou Haotian’s talent is one in a million, right? But China has a population of 1.4 billion.

There are 140,000 people just to pick one out of ten thousand!

With the population base here, there are too many talented young people.

Platoon leader Li's arrangement was undoubtedly intended to rub off the enthusiasm of the recruits and let them know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.

Let them not be too proud.

"I don't know, Brother Chen, just practice. Anyway, I'm not afraid of anyone in a fight."

Zhou Haotian spread his hands with some arrogance.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. If he hadn't encountered a pervert like Wang Chen along the way, others would have done it right. He would still do it when it's time to do it!

"Okay, your self-confidence is very good. Eat more, the food in our hotel is good. Eat more so that you will have the strength to wait for the fight in the afternoon."

Wang Chen put a chicken drumstick on Zhou Haotian's plate and motioned for him to eat more.

After finishing his meal, he returned to the barracks and knocked on the door of the company headquarters.

Company commander Li Xing just came back and was a little surprised when he saw Wang Chen coming. He smiled and joked:

"What's wrong? What brought Squad Leader Wang to my side?"

Wang Chen shook his head seriously and said:

"It's nothing. Time is tight and the task is heavy. My hands are a little raw. Give me some bullets. I'm going to the shooting range to shoot."

After the Chinese New Year in February, Donghai Feilong will start recruiting people in the brigade, and he must be selected.

Now that my physical fitness has caught up, I can’t lag behind in shooting.

Because the use of Type 95 was restricted there, Wang Chen decided to hone his marksmanship in Type 95 first.

"You want bullets for shooting? OK, I'll write a note for you later and you can just go to the ammunition depot over there at the shooting range to get it."

"How many? Is five hundred rounds of 5.8mm bullets enough?"

Li Xin wrote the note and asked Wang Chen.

"It's less. Give me a thousand rounds. I can probably finish them in one noon."

"Ok?"

"No, Squad Leader Wang. How about you finish firing a thousand rounds in a row? The only gun we give you here is the Type 95 gun. Isn't a thousand rounds a bit too much?"

Li Xin couldn't help but asked with some doubts.

For an ordinary person, it would be enough to fire three hundred rounds within two hours.

What's more, the lunch break is only one and a half hours, and Wang Chen actually wants a thousand rounds?

"It's not much. Just let me fire it, Li Pai. Don't worry, I'm an experienced shooter. I'll return any ammunition I can't finish."

"OK then."

Li Xin nodded and wrote a note to Wang Chen.

The special operations brigade's ammunition application is also different from other brigades. You only need to open a note to the company supervisor and go to the ammunition depot at the shooting range, and then make a phone call to confirm.

He walked out of the company headquarters with the note and took a gun in the class. When Wang Chi heard that Wang Chen was going to the shooting range to shoot, he insisted on going with him.

"You don't have to follow me. Who will be in charge of the class after you leave?"

"Oh, the recruits are all discerning. It doesn't matter, squad leader! Besides, now squad leader, you are a recruit and I am a veteran!"

Wang Chi pointed proudly at the military rank on his shoulder.

"Okay, okay."

Wang Chen couldn't defeat Wang Chimeng, and what he said did make sense.

I am a new recruit now. If I go to the ammunition depot to ask for bullets, I might not be able to give them to him. It will be different if I bring Wang Chimeng with me. The two crossed the training ground and came to the shooting range.

Wang Chimeng first took the note from Wang Chen's hand and handed it to the ammunition depot.

Soon a box of 5.8 mm bullets was moved out of the ammunition depot.

"Squad leader, are you going to shoot this box of bullets by yourself? Do you want me to shoot them separately? I haven't shot 95 in two days."

Wang Chimeng helped Wang Chen move the bullet to the shooting point and asked cheerfully.

"Don't come here. If you want to help me, just press the bullet for me."

Wang Chen threw the empty magazine in his arms into Wang Chimeng's hands, and Wang Chimeng happily started pressing the bullets.

The magazine capacity of Type 95 is thirty rounds.

Now Wang Chen's target is a 100-meter shooting target.

For ordinary veterans in the brigade, the machine sight can normally be set to 90 rings and upwards.

I simply tried ten rounds and one hundred rounds, but the trajectory displayed on the big screen was a little to the left.

Wang Chen knew that there was something wrong with the gun's correction.

"Squad leader, it's okay! The sword is still young!"

Wang Chimeng on the side joked while pressing the magazine.

He can also do it with a machine gun sight at this distance, but it's just not as fast as Wang Chen's, maybe three or four seconds slower.

"You kid started blowing randomly again, change the target position to 200 meters."

Wang Chen rolled his eyes at him and moved to the shooting point at the two-hundred-meter target.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

After a burst of gunfire, there were ten rounds of bullets and a hundred rings at 200 meters.

"Is the monitor so fierce? Two hundred meters?"

Wang Chi groaned and moved the ammunition box to the target position two hundred meters away, looking at Wang Chen's results with some surprise.

At this distance, the aiming port of the machine sight is already larger than the target. If you want to hit the tenth ring, you can only rely on feel.

He can do it, but the maximum impact of ten bullets is more than ninety.

It is difficult to say that it is full of rings!

"This one won't work either. Let's switch to a 300-meter one."

Wang Chimeng took the ammunition box all the way to the rifle shooting position three hundred meters away.

This is the highest rifle shooting position and is usually used for testing rifles equipped with scopes.

I'm afraid he is the only one with a 300-meter machine sight like Wang Chen.

"call!"

Wang Chen exhaled, followed by continuous gunshots.

"Three hundred meters, one hundred rings."

The bullet holes in Wang Chen's target paper appeared on the big screen nearby.

The single holes are very concentrated, and they are all gathered at the position of the ten central rings, which shows that it is not a trick, but that it is really powerful.

"Awesome squad leader!!! I suddenly feel like I'm back to the days when you took me to shoot guns here!"

Wang Chimeng couldn't help but sigh when he saw this result.

No wonder I was able to represent the brigade in an international competition and win a single-player shooting championship!

This strength is simply not to be feared!

At a distance of three hundred meters, the target is already too small in the center of the machine's sight.

"Okay, let's go to the 400-meter sniper rifle shooting point."

Wang Chen stood up and unloaded the empty magazine, handed it to Wang Chimeng, took the loaded magazine from his hand, and loaded it on the gun.

(End of this chapter)