Now, it was Li Haiou who was embarrassed.
He originally thought that this would scare off Zhuang Yan, and even if the opponent dared to take the attack, he would still be able to draw a tie by considering his own shooting level and setting the rules high.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Yan agreed without even thinking.
Is he really that powerful?
Now that he is riding a tiger and cannot get off, Li Haiou can only continue holding his neck.
"Of course not, just come!"
Li Haiou is a cheerful person. Since he accepts the offer, as the leader of the Tigers, he cannot give in.
What's more, there are so many recruits watching around, as well as young officers from other regiments. They are probably covering their mouths and laughing at this moment, waiting to see him give up.
Wang Xinjun was also muttering to himself at this moment. As the commander of E Division, he couldn't be cowardly at this point.
Even if Li Haiou loses, he still has to win.
This is a matter of dignity.
The security personnel received the order to change the target and took action immediately.
A 400-meter automatic rifle shoots at a sniper target. If this happened in normal times, everyone present would regard it as a joke.
What nonsense!
Making an international joke?
If you can shoot a half-length target at 400 meters and hit the target, you are already at the level of a special shooter. How about fucking a sniper target?
Who are you fooling!
At this moment, Li Zheng had long been completely conquered by Serious's domineering and calm attitude.
Confident and calm, the mountain collapses in the sky but the color remains unchanged.
This is the charm of being a soldier.
When he was in college, he admired academic leaders very much.
But today, as a soldier.
He also had an inexplicable admiration for professional soldiers like Zhuang Yan.
A real man like this is Zhuang Yan!
Wu Yi took advantage of Hou Jun's return to the team to get a kettle to drink water, and seized the opportunity to quickly ask his old squad leader: "Is that Chief of Staff Zhuang really that powerful?"
Hou Jun took a sip of water from the kettle, said nothing, and gave a thumbs up with one hand, showing respect on his face.
Wu Yi had nothing to say.
He knew that his old squad leader had always been high-minded, and there were not many officers in Group A who could give him a thumbs-up.
Fatty Wei asked: "Platoon commander, can you really hit the target at 400 meters? I can't even see the target clearly here."
Li Zheng looked in the direction of the target.
The security personnel are changing targets.
At this distance, people are about the same size as millet grains, and you can't tell them apart unless you look carefully.
Relying on a machine gun to hit a target smaller than a human?
Li Zheng also felt incredible.
That's simply impossible.
At this time, he suddenly worried that Zhuang Yan would really fail to win, which would be really embarrassing.
Hou Jun said: "In the past, the assessment standard for special shooters was to shoot at a half-body target at a distance of 400 meters, with three rounds, and you can get the title after two rounds. But..."
He couldn't help but look towards the target, his eyes full of doubts.
At this distance, it's no problem to hit the target yourself.
But when it came to hitting those small circles with a diameter of only 8cm, he asked himself that he was not sure.
It is said that the training of old special forces in the past was extremely abnormal, and the intensity was even higher than that of today's special forces. Hou Jun always felt that the veterans were bragging, and deliberately exaggerated to flatter himself.
After all, the mouth of a veteran is the water of the sea. Most soldiers are lonely. They stay in the barracks and train with the door closed. They watch soldiers during the day and count stars at night. It's okay to brag without breaking the law.
But seeing the solemnity, Hou Jun was shaken.
Is this really the case?
"I don't know either. If I can really win, I have to become a disciple."
He murmured, suddenly feeling a strange feeling in his heart.
After the third period, Hou Jun is almost done as a soldier.
In addition to his slight lack of luck, when it comes to military affairs, Hou Jun feels that he has learned everything an infantry can learn and mastered it.
The soldier is old and somewhat tired, not to mention that in the E Division, he is already invincible.
After he failed in the last selection, Hou Jun had only one wish: to train a few good young men to serve as firebrands and stay in the Tigers. Then he would have retired with a clear conscience and could wait to retire and return home with honor.
But he didn't expect that today he would be like a young man who had been living at home for several years, thinking he knew everything, and then suddenly opened the door and walked into a bustling metropolis, and discovered that there is a world beyond the sky and there are people outside the world.
That kind of excitement when I first joined the army that has been silent for many years, that little excitement when I went to the training team for the first time to participate in training, that kind of enterprising spirit that before I became a squad leader, I spent every day grinding veterans to let others teach him techniques and knock on doors. At this moment, the heart suddenly resurfaced, like an unextinguished charcoal fire, which was blown away and burned again.
If Zhuang Yan is really that amazing, he will have a goal to strive for in the past three years.
Regardless of whether he can continue to serve in the future, he must at least learn this unique skill from Colonel Zhuang, and then he will be willing to do so.
Acting platoon leader and third-term veteran noncommissioned officer Hou Jun stood among the new recruits at the shooting range. For the first time, he felt that there was no essential difference between himself and these new recruits. If he had to say the difference, it was just that he was a different person in this three-thirds of an acre of land. Veteran, the People's Liberation Army is too big and has too many experts. Zhuang Yan opened a window for him, allowing him to see another world that he didn't know about in this most mysterious army in the world.
Too shallow...
He said secretly to himself.
The target tree is in place and the support personnel are back in place.
Division Commander Wang Xinjun made an invitation gesture and said to Zhuang Yan: "Chief of Staff Zhuang, do you come first or do you want Li Haiou from our Tiger Regiment to come first?"
Zhuang Yan still had the same expression that was a little too indifferent, giving the illusion of being looked down upon, and said with a smile: "Whatever, it's all the same."
casual?
it's the same?
The E Division officers present felt their hearts explode again.
Isn't this looking down on people?
No matter how powerful you are, you can't really treat Li Haiou as nothing, right?
After all, he is also a senior regimental cadre promoted to the top.
The soldier cadres who were directly promoted to the regiment level can still be retained to this day without any special skills in their hands?
Wang Xinjun waved to Li Haiou: "You go first!"
Thousands of pairs of eyes on the field all fell on the team leader Li Haiou, and they were unwilling to move away for even a moment.
This is the hope of the entire division. Whether you put your face on the line today or show your face to be slapped depends on Comrade Li Haiou.
Li Haiou has not felt such great pressure for many years.
The last time he took part in the examination was twenty years younger.
The arrow is on the string and must be fired!
Lying down on the target position, he quickly checked the 95-1 automatic rifle.
The security personnel asked from the side: "Captain Li, do you want to correct the ballistics first?"
Li Haiou shook his head.
He knew that these guns were all shooting guns. The so-called shooting guns were calibrated and specially used for assessment. Generally, there would not be too much deviation. What's more, the shooting rules this time had already been set to the horizon by him. He As long as it is guaranteed to hit the target, there is no need to worry about other things, and it cannot be controlled.
It's a dead end situation that pulls people into the water together.
After trying the gun and finding some gun feel, Li Haiou opened the safety, pulled the bolt, and loaded the bullet.
In the target hole, the crosshair is clearly visible, but the target in the distance is like a looming millet grain.
No, it was a broken rice grain with half of it broken off.
