Soon, the staff here who helped tally the results reported the shooting situation of the first group.
Jiang Fan frowned in disgust when he saw the results on the paper.
He had always thought that the physical examination and assessment during military recruitment were simple.
Now he finally understands that the screening of those simple projects is really important!
There are many people who are really not suitable to be soldiers.
Looking at the terrible results, he casually gave it to a student next to him and said disgustedly: "Read the results."
The student took the report card and began to read: "First place, Wang Wu, 105 rings." 33
"Second place, xxx, 56 rings."
"Third place, xxx, 39 rings."
"..."
"Tenth place, Zhao Si, 0 rings."
When everyone heard this result, except for Ye Cunxin and He Chenguang, everyone lowered their heads.
This result is really embarrassing!
Wang Wu's face was full of confusion. With ten bullets, the maximum number of rings is 100. How did these 105 rings come from?
Zhao Si had a complicated expression on his face. He missed the target. How embarrassing!
Wang Wu stood up in confusion, "Report!"
"Instructor, my target... I don't know what's going on."
Jiang Fan glanced at Zhao Si and said, "Ask Zhao Si about this."
"All his bullets hit your target."
Next, it was the second group's turn.
This group includes Ye Cunxin and He Chenguang.
The two of them came on the stage confidently, and when they touched the gun, their expressions were different from others' surprised expressions, as if the gun was already their old friend.
Jiang Fan's whistle sounded, and the two of them pulled the trigger at the same time.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
Don't look at the target paper, just look at the recoil that has very little impact on them when they shoot, and you know that their results will not be bad.
After this group of shooting ended, everyone applauded Ye Cunxin and He Chenguang.
"Ye Cunxin didn't brag in the dormitory. Looking at her shooting posture, you know she can shoot."
"He Chenguang, we boys are lucky to have you, otherwise we would be outshined by the girls."
"No wonder you two dare to challenge the instructor. It turns out you two are masters!"
"..."
Just as everyone was admiring, the staff had already sent over the results of this group.
Jiang Fan began to read the results: "He Chenguang and Ye Cunxin tied for first place, 100 rings."
Hearing this achievement, everyone applauded in admiration again.
"You two are sharpshooters!"
"It's a pity that you didn't join the army. With such great talent, you can become a sniper."
"..."
Next, members of other groups came on stage one after another, and their results were not satisfactory.
It doesn’t matter if I don’t mention it, in short, one word - rotten!
After all the students finished shooting, Ye Cunxin took the initiative to stand up.
"Report!"
Jiang Fan looked at her and said, "Say."
"Instructor, do you still remember our challenge?"
Jiang Fan nodded, "Of course I remember."
"It's just that with this kind of shooting, I can definitely get full rings."
"There is no comparison between the three of us."
"Well, how about we compare mobile shooting?"
Ye Cunxin said confidently: "Okay! Instructor, how do you compare?"
After a while, Jiang Fan asked a classmate he knew to help him find the basket of glass bottles.
Jiang Fan: "I'll ask my classmates to help throw the five glass bottles out later."
"Each of us has five bullets. Whoever can hit all the glass bottles will win."
Ye Cunxin was eager to try, took the initiative to stand up, and was the first to play.
She took the rifle, loaded the bullets, and prepared to shoot from a standing position.
Shouted loudly: "Instructor, I can do it!"
Jiang Fan's whistle sounded immediately, and the helping students threw the glass bottles into the distance in cooperation.
"Bang! Bang!"
After Ye Cunxin fired two shots in a row, she had to adjust her gun position in time due to the recoil of the rifle, which delayed her for a second or two.
The glass bottle was about to fall to the ground, and Ye Cun shot in panic.
The next three shots didn't hit a single bottle.
Although the result was not satisfactory, everyone still applauded.
They knew that Ye Cunxin's achievements were dozens of miles ahead of them.
Fixed shooting point, fixed target position, they all shoot like shit, let alone this kind of mobile shooting?
Ye Cunxin looked at Jiang Fan with a guilty conscience and explained: "It stands to reason that I can hit them all."
"I didn't hold the gun firmly just now."
Jiang Fan ignored her and directly reached out to her for the gun.
After picking up the gun, Jiang Fan put the whistle to his mouth and began to load the bullet.
After everything was ready, he blew the whistle, and the students in the distance threw five glass bottles into the distance for him in cooperation.
After five gunshots, all the glass bottles were broken and the glass shards fell to the ground.
Everyone was so surprised that their jaws dropped to the ground.
The instructor's marksmanship is also great!
Although I often watch sharpshooter performances on TV, they are far less shocking than seeing them in person!
He Chenguang was the first to react and took the lead in applauding Jiang Fan.
Immediately afterwards, extremely warm applause came, and everyone almost clap their hands off.
They admired Jiang Fan's marksmanship so much.
The instructor is worthy of being an instructor!
Ye Cunxin looked at Jiang Fan with admiration and sighed. Although she was unwilling, she was very convinced in her heart.
She is indeed not as good as the instructor!
She walked towards Jiang Fan and her voice became very low, completely different from the confident and arrogant look she had just now.
"Instructor, I lost."
Jiang Fan did not respond to her, but looked at everyone and waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.
Then he began to lecture: "As you can see from the fixed target shooting just now, Ye Cunxin's marksmanship and accuracy are very good."
"Why can't she switch to mobile shooting?"
Ye Cunxin took the initiative and said at this time: "Report! Instructor, it's because my skills are inferior to others!"
Jiang Fan shook his head, "This is one reason, but the main reason is that your basic skills are not solid."
"The gun you despise the most is a particularly important part of shooting."
"If the gun is not stable, it will affect the aim of the next shot when you fire continuously, just like Ye Cunxin did just now."
"You have all seen my marksmanship just now. There are a lot of people like me in the military academy and in the army."
"But they still do gun-handling training."
"Don't be too conceited. Everything must be laid on a good foundation. Do you understand?"
Everyone: "I understand!"
Jiang Fan personally demonstrated it to everyone, and now everyone became convinced.
He and Ye Cunxin came on stage, and then it was He Chenguang's turn.
He Chenguang showed his usual shy smile and said softly: "Instructor, how about we change the competition?"
"You are so good at this mobile shooting, I can't compare with you."
"Let's do something difficult this time. How about a sniper rifle?!"
Jiang Fan nodded, "Yes, no matter what the competition is, I will accompany you."
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