My experience in Soldier Assault Liver

Chapter 55 Five Guns and Fifty Rings

55 five guns fifty rings

The two words "Ten Rings" were like a grenade, exploding with a bang, startling everyone standing around.

Some people were even injured by bombs, such as Chengcai. He suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if he had been injured by shrapnel. The fake smile that had been on his face suddenly disappeared.

"Ten rings? This guy actually shot ten rings with one shot?"

Shi Jin, Gao Cheng, and several other veterans all looked surprised.

Ten Rings is not that easy to hit, even in an infantry company, it is not easy, except for sharp-knife troops such as reconnaissance companies. In ordinary infantry troops, even three-year veterans, few people can hit Ten Rings with one shot!
  What's more, this is Chen Fan's first shot.

It was the first time in his life that he fired a gun and practiced target shooting for the first time.

But the first shot hit ten rings.

The people present at this time were all veterans, but many of them still had some impressions of their first target shooting. For the first time, they were excited, nervous, and a little scared. They felt confused and complicated. , I want to shoot well, but I am worried about missing the target, and I am also worried about being scolded by the old squad leader next to me if I do something wrong.

All in all, they are very nervous, coupled with the pressure caused by the 7.62mm steel bullet, so many people are shooting for the first time. Their whole bodies are tense, their hearts are pounding, and some people even have a cold all over their body. Sweat, I don’t even have the strength to pull the trigger.

To be honest, no one at the scene, not even Shi Jin, not even Gao Cheng, was as relaxed as Chen Fan when he was shooting live ammunition for the first time in his life, let alone the results.

So, everyone was surprised because no one expected this.

Among all the people, Chengcai has the most complicated mood.

When he blinked, came back to his senses, and confirmed that Chen Fan really hit the tenth ring with the first shot, he felt disappointed, envious, jealous, and a little unconvinced. In short, , and his heart was also in a mess.

He opened his mouth. He originally wanted to praise Chen Fan, but when he opened his mouth, he suddenly realized that each of those words was as heavy as a thousand stones. He couldn't say any of them. At this time, if he wanted to praise Chen Fan, even if it was He couldn't do it with false feelings, it would be worse than stabbing him.

Fortunately, at this time, everyone's attention was quickly attracted to Gao Cheng, and no one noticed anything strange about him.

After Gao Cheng came back to his senses, his first feeling was that Chen Fan was just unlucky. He hit the target ten times with the first shot. However, there was another faint feeling in his subconscious. There was a feeling that Chen Fan might not be a coincidence, but maybe he really had this strength. Moreover, he also very much hoped that Chen Fan was not a coincidence, but really relied on his strength. Therefore, what he wanted to do most after he came back to his senses was The first thing is to verify again.

"Chen Fan, fire one more round!" He ordered quickly, but soon changed his mind: "Forget it, let's just fire five rounds. That - Platoon Commander Shi, give him five rounds!"

"Yes!" Shi Jin replied.

Shi Jin was also very excited. Like Gao Cheng, he also wanted to know whether Chen Fan was a blind cat meeting a dead mouse or whether he really relied on his strength. Therefore, he immediately and impatiently walked over to the other side and took out five bullets.

He didn't hand over the five bullets to Chen Fan. He couldn't wait any longer, so he immediately took out a magazine from the Type 56 bullet bag on his body, click, click, click, and pressed the five bullets into the magazine at an extremely fast speed. Then he handed the magazine directly to Chen Fan.

"Chen Fan, prepare to shoot!"

"Yes!"

Chen Fan took the magazine handed over by Shi Jin, without looking at it, and inserted the magazine into the latch with a click.

"Ok?"

Gao Cheng's eyelids twitched.

Shi Jin and several other veterans were also surprised. Before Chen Fan's target shooting, everyone focused on his target shooting performance, and few people paid attention to the specific details of the process.

But at this time, everyone was interested in observing Chen Fan's shooting movements, so they kept their eyes on him, paying great attention to every detail of him.

The action that Chen Fan made just now by inserting the magazine into the latch was a very insignificant action, but everyone is a veteran and a good player. You can tell the fall from a leaf, and you can judge a shooter from this action. basic literacy.

Most recruits, even if they have practiced thousands of times in the recruit company before, actually arrive at the shooting range. Due to the tension in their hearts and of course other factors, their movements of inserting the magazine into the latch are not very smooth. Either the alignment is incorrect and the magazine cannot be inserted, or the force is inappropriate and too light and the magazine cannot be inserted.

But no matter which one it is, the recruit will turn the gun over and stare at the latch with his eyes. Only in this way can the magazine be inserted into the latch. However, Chen Fan did not do this series of actions, and his gun did not turn over. , his eyes did not glance at the gun, nor at the magazine. He was like the oil seller in the ancient literature, extremely skilled. He knew where the latch of the gun was and where to enter the magazine. It was clear as day, and he inserted it with just a movement of his hand.

It's like when a pair of lovers meet for the first time, they not only have to look at each other with their eyes, but also have to hold one with their hands and pull the other with their hands. But they have to try several times, otherwise they won't be able to get it right and they won't be able to get in. But after the old husband and wife, no one had those movements anymore, it was so easy and smooth to the extreme.

"This kid - he's really good at it!"

Everyone was very surprised and very excited.

After Chen Fan inserted the magazine into the latch, he fell to the ground with a snap, and then placed the handguard under the gun on the sandbag. His right wrist was pronated and collapsed, with the tiger's mouth facing the back end of the grip, with the thick flesh of his palm The part and the fingers form a combined force to hold the grip. The first section of the index finger is attached to the trigger, leaving a gap between the inside and the gun. The right elbow is supported from the inside out, and the elbow skin is controlled inside. The upper arm is approximately perpendicular to the ground. The left hand is holding the lower protector. The back end of the hand is close to the support, the left elbow is as close as possible to the ground, the elbow skin is controlled on the inside, both elbows are kept stable, the hands are straight and backward, and the butt of the gun is firmly pressed against the shoulder socket, and the head is slightly tilted from top to bottom. Lean forward and rest naturally against the ribs of the gun butt, with your right eye looking straight at the notch and front sight.

At this time, his legs are naturally separated, his feet are about shoulder width apart, and his body is at an angle of 15-30 degrees to the direction of the shot.

Chen Fan performed this series of movements very smoothly and smoothly. Every movement was in place and every angle was extremely precise. However, when doing these, he did not twist around to adjust the angle, nor did he look left or right. Looking for a suitable position, he lay down on the ground, and then made the lying shooting action, and he was in position.

"This kid—"

Gao Cheng's eyes widened, and his surprise was beyond words.

Seeing this, no matter how stupid he was, he could still confirm that Chen Fan's shooting level was definitely extraordinary, or at least a good level.

“This kid—he’s a fucking genius!”

Gao Cheng was so excited that his breathing became a little short.

At this time, Chen Fan used the first section of his right index finger to press the trigger evenly and straightly backwards, while the strength of the remaining fingers remained unchanged.

As the sight line approaches the aiming point, begin to preload the trigger and breathe slowly. When the crosshair pointed to the aiming point, he stopped breathing and continued to increase pressure on the trigger.

When he heard the command to shoot, he immediately pressed the trigger.

boom--

The first bullet was fired.

Because it was a burst fire, his trigger was pressed firmly and released quickly.

Not long after the first bullet was fired, the second bullet was also fired. Bang, bang, bang, Chen Fan fired five bullets in one go.

Soon, Gao Cheng couldn't wait to give the order: "Platoon leader, report the target!"

"Report, Chen Fan's shooting ring number is, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings, ten rings again!"

(End of this chapter)