Became a god of war since I was a special forces soldier

Chapter 12 Are You Advertising

Seeing is believing, hearing is not.

Gong Jian, Fan Tianlei, He Chenguang and the rest of the people who participated in the assessment walked to the tenth target, which is the target where Zhang Yang shot.

They all wanted to see how the ten bullets went through one bullet hole.

After all, this kind of thing is too rare. It can be said that the ancients have not been seen before, and the newcomers will not be seen in the future.

There was only a lone bullet hole in the bullseye of target position No. [-], which looked very conspicuous.

Gong Jian took out a bullet from a Type 95 automatic rifle and stuffed it into the bullet hole. He was surprised to find that the diameter of the bullet hole was only slightly wider than the diameter of the bullet.

"The caliber of the bullets used in the Type 95 automatic rifle is 5.8mm. Now the diameter of the bullet hole is only about 6mm. Anyway, it will not exceed 7mm!"

Speaking of this, Gong Jian took a breath and dared not say anything: "It means that Zhang Yang not only hit one bullet hole with ten bullets, but also the deviation of each shot is only a few tenths of a millimeter!"

"How did he do it!!"

He Chenguang, as the only person present who had a similar experience as Zhang Yang, naturally knew how difficult it was for a bullet to pass through the same bullet hole.

At this moment, he only looked at Zhang Yang with deep admiration.

"Zhang Yang, have you ever learned how to shoot? How did you do it?" Fan Tianlei asked Zhang Yang, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

At this time, Zhang Yang still had a calm expression on his face, which made the onlookers feel a feeling in their hearts.

Looking at him like this, it seems that he often achieves such results?

"Eh!" Zhang Yang just spoke, including Gong Jian and Fan Tianlei, the eyes of all the soldiers present lit up, and some of them even wanted to prick up their ears and put their ears close to Zhang Yang's mouth.

Zhang Yang's shooting skills have left them too much shock, if they can learn some experience from Zhang Yang's words.

Although it does not mean reaching Zhang Yang's shooting level, he will definitely benefit a lot from it.

Of course, if they knew that Zhang Yang achieved such results with the help of the system, they wouldn't say that.

"That's right, I've been practicing shooting since elementary school!"

"Oh! No wonder!" As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, some soldiers nodded in sudden realization.

Immediately, Zhang Yang said something that almost made them vomit blood.

"But that's in the game! I often get ACEs in games!"

Nima, can the game compare with reality?

Then I am still a billionaire in "Monopoly"!
Gong Jian resisted the urge to beat up Zhang Yang, pretended to be angry and said, "Zhang Yang, be serious, otherwise I'll take you as a target!"

"Well, in fact, I really don't have any real shooting experience, mainly because I fired a few shots during recruit training."

"I just hold the gun and aim at the bull's-eye. After each shot, I correct the shooting position of the next shot according to the surrounding environment and other factors!"

"This should be called consciousness in the game, and of course there is experience!"

Zhang Yang said with a serious face.

Fan Tianlei was dumbfounded, Gong Jian was dumbfounded, and He Chenguang was dumbfounded.

Everyone present was dumbfounded!
Are you telling us about your shooting experience or are you here to advertise a certain game!

Is there any difference between what you said and what you didn't say?

"Hey! Let's do it like this!" Gong Jian sighed, knowing that there should be nothing to ask.

"You left this target as a souvenir. It can be regarded as a symbol of our fourth company of sharpshooters. If there are recruits joining the fourth company of sharpshooters in the future, show them this target."

"Let them see how far a real sharpshooter can go!"

Gong Jian looked at the target that Zhang Yang shot, and said meaningfully.

"Since that's the case, the first round of the shooting assessment is over, and the second round will begin!"

Then Gong Jian announced the results of the first round, and just wanted to explain the rules of the second round of 100-meter sports rapid fire.

But Fan Tianlei interrupted him, and then the two whispered together and did not know what they said.

"Judging from the results just now, your shooting skills are not bad!" Gong Jian and Fan Tianlei finished talking, then turned around and said.

"Both Staff Officer Fan and I feel that Zhang Yang's shooting skills are among the best in the fourth company of sharpshooters. Perhaps only He Chenguang can compete with him."

Hearing this sentence, the soldiers thought that Gong Jian was going to compete with He Chenguang again.

But Gong Jian's subsequent words were somewhat unexpected.

"So Staff Fan and I decided that there is no need to compete in the second round of shooting assessment. We want to test how far Zhang Yang's shooting level has reached!"

"The second round of assessment participants will be Zhang Yang alone, and the assessment item will be changed to playing frisbee!"

"What? Playing Frisbee!" He Chenguang and Wang Yanbing were surprised when they heard Gong Jian announce that the second round of assessment was actually playing Frisbee.

Hitting a Frisbee is much harder than hitting a moving target!

There is a special machine for launching frisbees in the army, which can adjust the firing speed of the frisbee, and the launching trajectory can also be set to be regular or irregular, and several frisbees can be launched at a time.

Since Gong Jian said to test Zhang Yang's real shooting level, it must be more difficult to set the firing speed and trajectory of the Frisbee.

The moving speed of the Frisbee must be set faster than the moving target, and the moving target has traces to follow, but the trajectory of the Frisbee can be set to be irregular.

In other words, you can only judge the flight trajectory of the Frisbee based on experience!

"Zhang Yang, this Frisbee game is not like a game outside. Do you dare to accept the challenge?" Gong Jian smiled and said to Zhang Yang.

"Why don't you dare! I just want to hit a moving target!" Zhang Yang said with a smile, full of confidence.

"If you are confident, then you should prepare first!" Seeing Zhang Yang's appearance of winning, Gong Jian was a little puzzled!
It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, why is this kid so crazy!
After a while, the Frisbee launcher was pushed over.

"Zhang Yang, there is a red line 300 meters in front of the frisbee launcher. You have to wait for the frisbee to fly over that red line before you can shoot the frisbee. Do you understand?" Gong Jian said to Zhang Yang.

"Understood!" Zhang Yang said loudly.

"Hey, let me set a launch speed of 60 kilometers per hour first, so that this kid will suffer a bit! Dispel his madness!"

Gong Jian thought of this, so he set the shooting speed of the frisbee to 60 kilometers per hour, and also set the flight path to irregular flight.

Fan Tianlei said: "Old Gong, this is not good! The moving speed of the moving target is only 40 kilometers per hour. Now you have directly set it to 60 kilometers per hour, and you are still flying irregularly. Zhang Yang may not be able to hit any of them!"

"It's nothing! It's just to destroy his vigor, otherwise how will he be treated in the future!" Gong Jian smiled sinisterly.

"Yes!" Fan Tianlei nodded approvingly!
"Zhang Yang, get ready! I'm going to start shooting!" Seeing that Zhang Yang was still in that ecstatic shooting posture, Gong Jian kindly reminded him.

"Get ready, let's shoot!" Zhang Yang waved his hand at him, indicating that it's time to start.

Gong Jian almost turned black when he heard it, and directly pressed the launch button.

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(End of this chapter)