Hou Jun's words made the recruits in front of him feel uneasy.
First of all, Li Zheng was happy.
He knew that this meant that Hou Jun was going to learn his real skills.
This veteran is a master in his own right, and his mind is filled with years of experience, which can be described as a treasure.
If you can learn it, you will definitely improve.
Li is a studious person and has a strong thirst for knowledge about anything he doesn't understand.
Especially sharpshooters and snipers.
I’ve seen a lot of movies and TV shows before. What are real sharpshooters and snipers like?
Now I think that I actually have the opportunity to experience it, of course I am very happy.
Zhang Jian had another idea. He was a little unconvinced. He felt that the veteran in front of him had no mercy for him, but he did not dare to have any objections. It was okay to bluff other soldiers of the same age. Who was Hou Jun?
A man who no one dares to say is number one on the E division's shooter list.
Fatty Wei is completely different from Li Zheng and Zhang Jian. He is afraid first.
In his opinion, pie in the sky will not fall into the sky for no reason, but all achievements and levels can only be obtained through hard training, sweat and even blood. There is no free lunch in the world. He has understood this since junior high school.
Therefore, when Hou Jun said that he would raise them to the "top" training level, it was tantamount to announcing that he would increase the intensity of training.
The thought of this made him want to pee.
Hou Jun continued: "What Zhang Jian said just now is right. I will put a cartridge case on your muzzle flash suppressor. This cartridge case will not only allow you to keep the gun body stable, but more importantly, it can Exercise your endurance and spirit. If you are not accurate, it is not because you are not good at it, but because you have an impetuous mentality. The first few shots have all reached 10 rings, which proves that you have the ability to shoot 10 rings, but you do not have the ability to maintain your condition. Previous Several shots hit the target. Whether the person drifted, relaxed, or due to various psychological and environmental factors, the muzzle of the gun was inaccurate. As long as there is a slight error, 10 rings will be enough. Flying. I went to see Zhuang Haoran when he was training. His breath was much more stable than yours. He was less anxious and irritable and more stable. How should I put it? Do you know the idiom "Jing Ruo Virgin"? Just lying there, you It seems that you have forgotten everything around you. In your world, there are only you, the gun and the target bullseye. Only if you can do this, you can be considered a top-notch gunner, and you can shoot 10 rounds like me, the squad leader."
At the end of the sentence, Hou Jun immediately ordered several recruits to lie down, asked them to put full inspection scopes on their guns, and then put cartridge cases into the flash hiders of their guns one by one.
The bottom of the cartridge case is flat and can be stabilized when placed on the muzzle flash suppressor, but it is also easy to pour.
As soon as the bullet casings were discharged, the bullet casings on Fatty Wei's gun fell over and landed on the grass.
Fatty Wei was startled, and his hair stood on end. He wanted to pick it up but didn't dare to reach out to pick it up. When he checked his head, he saw Hou Jun staring at him.
"Platoon commander... the wind is strong..."
"Don't be ridiculous." Hou Jun went over to pick up the bullet casings and put them on Fatty Wei's gun: "I don't have to count them just now, but if I drop them again this time, I will record them in your account, one at a time. Three kilometers, once you drop it, it will count as three kilometers. If you drop it five times, it will start to stack up and become five kilometers. It will be calculated once a day. If you can't finish it in one day, you will run it the next day, until you clear the position. Don't say that this is I'm punishing you, and this is for your own good. The reason why the shells are dropped is because the breath is unstable. Since the breath is unstable, it is related to your lung capacity. How to train your lung capacity? Of course, the best training method is long-distance running. The more you run, the better your vital capacity will be. The greater your lung capacity, the more stable you will be when shooting in the future. You see, I am a reasonable person and have already given you a chance..."
Fatty Wei almost cried when he heard this.
Hou Jun is more ruthless than loan sharks.
After saying that, he stood up and glanced at the few recruits lying on the ground.
No one's bullet casings were dropped.
But looking at everyone's nervous expressions, everyone remembered Hou Jun's warning just now.
Counting every time it is dropped, this small cartridge case can be seen shaking slightly visibly to the naked eye if the wind is strong, and it is uncertain when it will fall to the ground without warning.
Everyone felt more miserable than Lotus Seed, but no one dared to say a word of objection.
Firstly, for a person like Hou Jun, it would be useless to object; secondly, the cartridge case is already on the muzzle of the gun, let alone talking, you have to be careful even when breathing, otherwise the cartridge case will fall to the ground if it is slightly larger.
"From now on, take half an hour to get used to it. Remember, you are aiming at the bullseye now. Don't think about being lazy and relaxing. Believe me, as long as you relax a little, the shell will definitely fall to the ground. As long as I lie down and check your aim. If the aperture and bullseye are not in the correct aiming state, the distance is still three kilometers. You can relax or move secretly if you dare. No problem. If you have the ability to be lazy and prevent the bullet casings from falling and still hide it from me, then it counts as your ability. Start timing. !”
Following the order, Hou Jun pressed the stopwatch, then found a shade of a tree opposite a few people, sat down comfortably, leaned against the tree trunk and looked at the recruits not far away.
Li Zheng was not mentally prepared for the intensity of this kind of stability training from the beginning.
Aren't you just lying down like usual?
As long as the gun is stabilized, half an hour will pass quickly.
In fact, not only him, but also several other comrades including Yang Hui felt that as long as they were careful, everything should not be too simple!
But soon, Li Zheng discovered that he thought too highly of himself, and also underestimated the "top-notch" training model that Hou Jun said.
flutter--
Yang Hui's bullet casing was the second to hit the ground after Fatty Wei.
Hou Jun jumped up from the ground, holding the watch in his hand as if he was excited to see the shopkeeper who had a big customer come to his door.
"Aha! It's only three minutes and twenty seconds! The first one to land is Yang Hui! Congratulations to Comrade Yang Hui, happy to lift 3 kilometers once!"
After saying that, he took out a small notebook, took a pencil and wrote it down carefully, and drew a "1" after Yang Hui's name.
After writing it down, he went over and asked Yang Hui to adjust the aiming situation, and then put the cartridge case back after confirming it.
Not long after Yang Hui's bullet shell hit the ground, something happened to Fatty Wei again.
Today at noon, there was a leek box dish in the Silian canteen that was very well made. Fatty Wei ate seven of them. When he returned to the row room, he was thirsty and drank a pot of water. His stomach was full of a mixture of leek leaves and starch, and he couldn't hold it back. He burped lightly, and then he saw in despair that the cartridge case placed on the muzzle of the gun tilted and fell to the ground...
"Platoon commander, I..."
He explained that it was because the leek box caused him to burp that the bullet casing fell to the ground, and asked to be let go.
But when the words came to his lips, he didn't dare to say them out.
the reason is simple.
The last time the platoon leader participated in the selection, he farted when he pulled the trigger, which ruined his qualification for the competition. Just burping on his own counts as a goal! Can it be a reason for exemption from punishment?
"What do you want to say?" Hou Jun, who was squatting beside him to pick up bullet casings, asked, "Do you want to explain?"
Fatty Wei shook his head bitterly: "No, I only have one request."
Hou Jun said simply: "Say!"
Fatty Wei vigorously stretched his abdominal muscles, and then worked hard to move his intestines and stomach. Finally, with a "uh" sound, he burped heavily from the depths of his throat, squeezing out all the excess gas in his stomach.
A strong smell suddenly penetrated Hou Jun's nostrils. He jumped up like an arrow, took a few steps back, and cursed: "Wei Guoxing, are you here to eat shit at noon?"
