Su He and Zhao Dong also looked surprised.
I don't quite believe this result.
In their view, even if Jiang Fan couldn't get a full ring, he couldn't have only eighty!
Above ninety rings, there is absolutely no problem!
Wu Haitao and Xiao Zhenlong also didn't believe this result.
But this was reported by the target trench staff, so there is basically no error.
Moreover, this was Jiang Fan's first time shooting.
It was worse than they expected, which was considered normal.
Wu Haitao did not explain. After taking a look at Jiang Fan, he continued reading.
Jiang Fan, on the other hand, frowned slightly.
"Why is it the eighty ring?"
"It's obviously a hundred rings!"
"The staff in the target trench mistook his three shots in one hole as one shot, right?"
After finishing the shot, Jiang Fan specifically looked at the target paper with his eagle eyes.
With his eagle eyesight, he could clearly see the number of rings on it.
Two shots from behind hit a bullet hole in the front.
Of course, it's not exactly the same position, but it's a little bit outward, but it's just not very obvious.
"It should be that the staff saw 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 talk to Wu Haitao, but seeing that he was still reading his grades, he suppressed it for the time being.
At this time, on the other side of the shooting range, there was a mountain.
A woman and a man stood.
Who is the deputy director of the Seed Club if not Zhao Yinghe?
"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 results of every student in the school, so as to facilitate their recruitment.
Although they had just finished playing, 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 80 rings, Zhao Ying couldn't help but frowned and said: "This guy is so steady with the gun. He only shot a 100-meter fixed target, but he only scored 80 rings?!"
The deputy minister seemed a little calm: "I have said before that just because the gun is stable, it does not mean that the shooting will be good!"
"With a score of eighty rings, I can't even get into the shooting club, let alone our seed club!"
"give up!"
Zhao Ying said with some reluctance: "This 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 all the people in our club, including the seniors who have graduated, who is shooting live ammunition for the first time. Who is not above the ninety-fifth ring?"
"Eighty rings...hehe!"
After saying that, the deputy minister turned around and left.
Zhao Ying looked at the back of the deputy minister as he left, and then at the minister in the distance. Finally, he sighed helplessly and had no choice but to leave.
She knew that Jiang Fan's spot on the candidate list was gone!
Soon, Wu Haitao finished reading all the results and was about to let them take a good rest and prepare for the next pistol shooting.
At this time, Jiang Fan suddenly raised his hands and stood up, loudly shouting: "Report! Squadron Leader, I did not get the eighty rings!"
"I want to take a look at my target paper, is that okay?"
Everyone looked sideways at him.
Wu Chong from Class 4 sneered and thought to himself: "If we can't fight well, we won't be able to fight well. I won't give in."
"Do you really think that shooting with live ammunition is just as good as using a gun?"
No wonder he thinks so.
After nearly a month of training, he was beaten by Jiang Fan in every subject.
This time, Jiang Fan only shot eighty rounds with live ammunition.
And he hit 98 rings!
Although it is not a full circle, it is still the best result of the District 3 team so far!
Not surprisingly, there may not be anyone in the Ninth Squadron who can surpass him.
He has already reserved the first place in the rifle live ammunition shooting of the third district team!
Wu Haitao frowned slightly, looked at him, and asked, "Are you saying that the target trench staff responsible for counting the rounds miscounted your results?"
"yes!"
Jiang Fan said loudly: "I shouldn't have eighty rings! But one hundred rings!"
"They counted it wrong! Please help me, squadron leader!"
One hundred rings?
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
Currently, among the three district teams, only Lin Dezhi from the first district team has scored 100 rings.
The best of the rest are the 99 rings and the 98 rings of Wu Chong from their fourth class!
Although they all thought that Jiang Fan had a high chance of hitting 100 rings.
But after all, the results are out now, and they are only eighty rings.
Jiang Fan said it was a hundred rings, but the difference was twenty rings.
How could the staff at the target trench make such a stupid mistake?
Wu Haitao said in a low voice: "Jiang Fan, I know you are not willing to give in!"
"But your doubt is completely groundless. If the number of rings is wrong by a few rings, it may be possible. But yours is twenty rings. As professionals, they cannot make such a mistake!"
"I can't agree to your request!"
Jiang Fan still said stubbornly: "Squadron Captain, this has nothing to do with whether I am willing to do it or not. The results I should achieve should be the same."
"You can't erase my results because of their mistakes! I just want the results I deserve!"
"I know that you all think that it is really weird to count twenty rings incorrectly."
"But what if there are three bullets, all of which almost hit one bullet hole, making it difficult to find? The staff has been counting under the target trench for a long time. Could it be that the time is too long and they don't pay enough attention to see, so they count wrongly? Already?"
Wu Haitao couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly when he heard this: "You mean, you shot three bullets and made a hole?"
"Yes!" Jiang Fan said loudly: "I can swear! This is my real score!"
"Jiang Fan, don't talk nonsense!"
At this time, squad leader Su He couldn't stand listening anymore and hurriedly said to Jiang Fan: "Don't say you shot three times and got a hole, the chance of you shooting a hole twice is very slim! It won't happen once in many years!"
"Haven't you heard that two cannonballs can't appear in the same cannon pit?"
Other freshmen in Squadron 8 also felt that Jiang Fan must be crazy.
You can say such things.
"Jiang Fan won't always be number one. This time his shooting performance suddenly wasn't very good. Is he having a mental problem?"
"Maybe! You shot three times and made one hole. Do you think it's for a movie?"
Wu Chong 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 don’t even dare to admit failure. It seems that I underestimated you!
Jiang Fan didn't care about everyone's looks or suspicions, and said directly to Wu Haitao: "Just because others can't do it, doesn't mean I can't do it!"
"Squadron Captain, you know my temperament. I won't say anything easily if I can't do it!"
"Besides, the results I achieved are my own, but doesn't it also represent the honor of our District 3 team?"
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