A month and a half passed by in a blink of an eye.
Lin Zhong was leading a group of soldiers for daily training on the playground in the back mountain.
Within a month and a half, Lin Zhong could clearly feel that the combat effectiveness of the soldiers was much stronger than before!
On the shooting range, Lin Zhong led the soldiers of the Sharpshooter Regiment to practice by example.
Shunliu held an aWm sniper rifle in his hand and watched Lin Zhong target shooting.
Lift the gun, aim, and pull the trigger!
Bang bang bang!
Three consecutive shots and ten rings of guns attracted cheers from all the soldiers.
Hitting the tenth ring is not a rare thing, 80% of the soldiers here can basically do it, but the difference is that Lin Zhong's target is 500 meters away, which is 300 meters further than the ordinary target!
Lin Zhong smiled and said, "Low-key."
Shunliu on the side wiped the gun and whispered: "This is normal..."
The sound wasn't loud but it was enough for everyone here to hear.
Lin Zhong: "Huh?"
Turning to look at Shunliu, "Are you okay again?"
Shunliu pretended to be stunned, and immediately stood up and saluted, pretending to be panicked, "No, no, sir, you are the commander, so your marksmanship is the best!"
Several black lines appeared on Lin Zhong's forehead. What does this guy... mean?
Hermaphrodites, right?
The soldiers saw what the regiment leader meant. He was provoking the division commander but they were too embarrassed to say it!
However, when I think about it, it seems that Shunliu's marksmanship is absolutely superb. Many soldiers think that Lin Zhong may not be able to win based on marksmanship alone!
Lin Zhong saw Shunliu's little thoughts and smiled evilly, "Shunliu, I think you are dissatisfied again."
"Try?"
"If you win, I'll give you Barrett plus stewed elbow for lunch!"
"Of course, if you lose, you have to run thirty laps around the playground with the soldiers!"
"Come or not!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shunliu's eyes lit up!
"Hehe, come on! And...and this, this is a good thing!"
"Teacher, you have to keep your word, you can't lie to me!"
"Of course, I won't lie to you." Lin Zhong replied.
All the soldiers were frightened. If they won, they would be fine. If they lost, wouldn't it be life-threatening in thirty laps?
Goodbye, the two are about to start the competition.
There are five targets in total, five hundred meters, eight hundred meters, one thousand meters, one thousand two meters, and one thousand five hundred meters!
Each person has three chances to shoot, and the one who shoots the farthest and most accurately wins.
Shun Liu bared his teeth and smiled at Lin Zhong, "Well, I'll start first, sir."
"hey-hey."
Lin Zhong nodded, looking at how far this guy Shunliu had reached now.
Everyone stared at the targets and gasped. The five closest targets were all five hundred meters away!
How to fight this?
"Hey, look, brothers, last time I saw with my own eyes that our captain shot a Japanese soldier in the head from a thousand meters away. I think we can probably eat this meal!"
"I think so, elbow, here I come!"
...
Several soldiers were nervous and excited.
Shunliu raised his gun and sweat dropped, his nerves tense.
He was calculating the wind speed and direction at this time.
The next second, bang!
Pull the trigger and hit the target!
Goodbye, hit!
"One thousand meters target, ten rings!" a soldier shouted excitedly, and many soldiers cheered.
Shunliu raised the corners of his mouth slightly and continued to aim at the 1,200-meter target!
The next second! boom!
Hit!
The soldier in the distance reported, "Hit, target 1,200 meters, ten rings!"
Most of the soldiers were dumbfounded. The result of 1,200 meters was almost divine. There was no second person in the entire sharpshooting regiment.
This is talent, an absolute talent, a talent that cannot be fed no matter how many bullets you have.
Lin Zhong also raised his head and glanced at Shunliu. This guy is really a fucking genius!
Shunliu smiled proudly, and then began to calm down and move on to the next target. This time he wanted to break through the 1,500-meter target!
One thousand five hundred meters away, the soldiers could no longer see clearly at this time. Even ordinary sights could not see clearly. Only Lin Zhong and Shunliu's eight-power scope could see clearly.
Shunliu's nerves were extremely tense at this moment, and his veins popped out.
He has never hit a 1,500-meter target before. This is his first attempt...
If the distance is too far, you need to calculate the wind speed to the extreme and pull the trigger before the wind direction changes!
Time passed by and everyone was sweating.
At a certain second, bang!
Shunliu pulled the trigger!
Hit!
It took a while for the soldier who was reporting the count from afar to come over and say, "Congratulations, commander, hit the target, 1,500-meter target, eighth ring!"
As soon as the words fell, everyone was shocked.
Shunliu put away the gun, smiled proudly, and waved his hand, "Don't show off, don't show off at all!"
"This is me, Ji Cao!"
Lin Zhong glanced at him and saw what he was pretending to be!
Shunliu looked at Lin Zhong, bared his teeth and laughed, "Hey, sir, it's your turn to show off your shame."
Lin Zhong nodded, "Yeah."
The next second, Lin Zhong also took out an aWm.
There is nothing fancy, just find the right moment, raise the gun, and pull the trigger three times in succession.
Bang bang bang!
Then he put away the gun.
Completed in one go, the three shots took less than five seconds!
Everyone looked at Lin Zhong blankly...
Is this... over?
Shun Liu swallowed, "Teacher, you still cum so fast!"
Lin Zhong: "Get out!"
After a while, the soldier over there ran over to report the count. His face turned red with excitement and he shouted: "I hit it! I hit it!"
"One thousand five hundred meters target, two ten-rings and one nine-rings!"
A group of people were dumbfounded, and Shunliu froze on the spot...
"Teacher, are you still human?"
"Nah, thirty laps of the playground!"
"Damn it, Mr. Suo, the 1,500-meter target or the ten-ring target?"
...
A group of warriors from the Sharpshooter Regiment now regard Lin Zhong as their highest belief.
As for Shunliu's previous arrogance, he knew that it was him who had drifted away...
I couldn't help but want to slap myself in the mouth and compete with my teacher on my shooting skills. How dare I do that!
Lin Zhong looked indifferent and clicked his tongue, "Why do you still have nine rings? You have regressed!"
Shunliu: "..."
Lin Zhong patted Shunliu on the shoulder and said calmly: "Study more and practice more."
Shunliu: "I know, sir, let's go run around with the brothers."
Lin Zhong: "Yeah."
Lin Zhong returned to the hall. Before he could take a drink of water, he suddenly saw a monk running towards him in a hurry.
"Teacher, Commander!"
"Mountain, there are more than 30,000 people at the bottom of the mountain!" The monk touched his waist and shouted, almost vomiting from exhaustion when he ran up from the bottom of the mountain.
puff! Lin Zhong spit out a sip of tea.
"Seize the young master!?"
"Where are there so many people! You little devils?"
"Sound the alarm immediately and prepare to fight!"
Monk: "No, it's not the division commander. You forgot that you gave each brigade a task to recruit 10,000 people per brigade within two months!"
