"Quickly show me what military uniform the senior colonel is wearing!"
Zhuang Yan's arrival caused a sensation in the recruits. Li Zheng just returned to the team and sat down. Fatty Wei couldn't wait to stretch out his fat paws, wanting to take the solemn military uniform from Li Zheng's hand and take a look.
"The same military uniform, what's so good about it?" Li Zheng protected the clothes to prevent Fatty Wei from getting his hands on them.
This is a task assigned by the chief. Although it is just to keep clothes, you must do your duty and you can't just leave it to others.
Fatty Wei said: "I heard that the texture of the generals' uniforms is different from ours."
"If you want to see me, I can't stop you, but don't touch these clothes. The leader trusts me and only gives them to me to guard. If you go anywhere and move around, how will I explain you later?" Li Zheng was determined not to let Fatty Wei. Taking the military uniform, he stopped his thoughts and said, "Anyway, you just have to give up on it, just take a look."
Fatty Wei shook his head and said disappointedly: "Li Zheng, I still treat you as my brother. Look, after the chief appreciates you, you will become dissatisfied. You don't recognize your brother anymore, right?"
Seeing that Li Zheng still ignored him, he added, "I just want to touch it. I haven't touched the rank of senior colonel yet! It would be even more impressive if I could wear it and take a photo."
Li Zheng said: "It's not your military rank. It's useless for you to wear the rank of general, isn't it? Vanity!"
Fatty Wei was asking for trouble and kept silent.
Yang Hui, who had been staring at Zhuang Yan, turned to Li Zheng and said, "I know this person, Zhuang Yan."
"ah?"
Everyone was immediately shocked when they heard this.
The pretty boy Jiang Xuan said: "Yang Hui, don't brag! If you knew the leader, why didn't you say hello just now?"
"That's right!" Fatty Wei also got excited: "I'm just paying 24 cents for you, so don't brag to the sky."
Everyone agreed.
No one believed that Yang Hui would know a leader like Zhuang Yan.
Yang Hui looked around at everyone with disdain before expressing his disdain twice. After he finished his disdain, he said: "I said I know them, but I didn't say they also know me. You people really don't have time. You know that I was a soldier before What do you do? I am a military influencer and I study military affairs. I can name some of the famous figures in our army! This leader, Zhuang Yan, is the chief of staff of the Blue Army. Do you know the Blue Army? Steppe wolves, they crushed Zhu Rihe and captured Man Guangzhi alive. Have you heard this sentence? Man Guangzhi is the brigade commander of the Blue Army brigade. There are many aces in the army, and there are those who are tortured and cry. He is that brigade. Chief of Staff, I’ve read reports about him.”
"Uu——"
After Yang Hui finished speaking, everyone cheered in unison.
Zhang Jian said: "I thought you had some great relationship, but it turns out that you know them, but they don't know you? To put it this way, I also know the Secretary-General of the United Nations, and I also know the President of the United States. Who is following whom? ah!"
For the first time, the recruits thought that Zhang Jian was right and burst into laughter.
Li Zheng was very interested. He didn't know the army as well as Yang Hui, but Zhuang Yan, the leader, made him feel so good. Sometimes there is a kind of fate between people. There were so many new recruits, but he chose himself without choosing anyone. I brought him some clothes for 24 cents, and he had no airs at all.
Li Zheng likes this chief.
"Yang Hui, you said our platoon leader and the chief are competing in marksmanship, who is better?"
Yang Hui frowned and thought for a while, and finally said: "It's hard to say. To say that this leader is ten years younger, I would definitely say that he is awesome. You don't know how powerful his resume is. He has won medals in international military competitions and is a regular I came from the "Red Arrow" brigade of Erba Jing. Our platoon leader is really not good enough in the eyes of others, but now we are in our thirties at least. We are afraid of young people, so I really can't say..."
While several new recruits were chatting and discussing who was better, two CS/LR4 sniper rifles had been delivered.
"Chief, you choose first."
Hou Jun pointed angrily at the two huge black boxes on the ground.
"It's the same. As long as the gun doesn't have a mechanical failure, basically even if the first shot misses, it can be corrected."
As Zhuang Yan spoke, he squatted down, skillfully took one of the boxes and opened it.
Inside lies a CS/LR4 high-precision sniper that has always been jet black. Judging from the wear and tear on the gun body, it is not serious and has been well maintained.
Zhuang Yan said: "Just this one."
As he spoke, he skillfully picked up the gun and began to assemble it.
An expert knows the way.
The several E divisions standing nearby looked at Zhuang Yan's assembly speed and immediately understood that this Chief of Staff Zhuang was really not a silver pewter gun head, but a real master of urine!
Liang Hu couldn't help but lightly touched Li Haiou next to him with his elbow, and winked at his captain.
That means, Captain, it’s a good thing you didn’t get involved. This person didn’t just blow it off.
Hou Jun knew that he had also met a master.
At this time, he didn't dare to be lazy anymore.
The usual carefree temperament was all restrained this time, his face became serious, and he squatted down to assemble the gun.
After the two assembled it, they took the gun and came to the target position.
The security personnel had already laid out a raincloth next to the target position, with a 95-1 automatic rifle placed on it and several 10-round magazines.
A little further on, there was a security soldier squatting on the ground with a box of bullets in front of him.
Soon, a soldier from the public duty class came up and handed three black plastic boxes to Zhuang Yan.
That's a bullet.
It is a bullet specially designed for high-precision snipers.
There are ten rounds in a box.
Zhuang Yan opened the box, and sure enough, there were ten yellow sniper bullets lying inside.
Special sniper ammunition is very different from ordinary rifle ammunition in appearance.
The shells of 95 rifle bullets are generally copper-plated shells with all-white steel armored warheads. However, this high-precision sniper bullet has a full copper shell. Although the warhead is not pure copper, it is also coated with copper on the outside.
Copper has excellent thermal expansion properties and can fit more closely into the inner wall of the barrel when firing. The material is softer than steel and does not cause as much damage to the rifling, which can effectively avoid copper hanging.
"Does the chief need to calibrate his gun?" Hou Jun asked.
He solemnly smiled and said: "Of course, but just a few shots. Give me the calibration weapon and a carrying tool."
Everything is ready-made, and there will certainly be no omissions in the security around the chief.
A soldier quickly gave him a rifle and carrying equipment - in fact, the carrying equipment was temporarily taken from another soldier.
Zhuang Yan put on the equipment, loaded the bullets, inserted the rifle magazine into the ammunition bag, looked up at the chest ring target at the 100-meter position, turned to Li Haiou and said: "Captain Li, please tell me Signal, I need to fire a few shots to correct it."
Li Haiou immediately blew a short whistle. Ten seconds later, the target reporter replied on the walkie-talkie that everything was ready and ready to shoot.
"That's it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuang Yan picked up the loaded 95-1 automatic rifle beside him, held the gun and fired.
He adopts a typical special forces standing shooting posture - step forward with his left foot, slightly bend his left knee, support his body with his right foot, lock his right knee, put his body center of gravity forward, and hang his elbows at a 40-degree angle to the horizontal.
Bah——
He used a single shot.
Everyone stared at the solemnity in silence, not missing any small detail.
A mud flower rose up from behind the breast ring target 100 meters away, and a cloud of dust flew away.
Bah——
Second shot.
Bah——
The third shot.
The rhythm is very good, about 1 second apart.
After the third shot, Zhuang Yan stopped.
"Huh? Why didn't he fight?"
In the recruit team, Li Zheng, who stretched his neck, was a little anxious.
Wu Yi said: "He is looking at his impact point."
