Li Zheng saw it, but Zhang Jian didn't understand it at all.
He is just competing with himself to the point of becoming obsessed. Whenever something happens, he will rob himself first and then rob him. No matter what he robs, even if it is a piece of shit, Zhang Jian probably won't do what he says he wants. Any thoughts come up and grab it.
Zhuang Yan looked at the embarrassed Zhang Jian for a long time, which made the latter feel a little embarrassed and quickly lowered his head.
"Your name is the same as that of a comrade of mine, but he died."
Zhang Jian didn't know how to answer this sentence, he was frozen like a clay sculpture.
Zhuang Yan's lips moved, but in the end he did not continue, but turned to Li Zheng: "Say."
Li Zheng said: "To put it simply, it means that the mind and the eyes are one, without any difference."
Zhuang Yan nodded slightly: "You can teach me."
After saying that, he stood up and said to Zhuang Yan and Zhang Jian: "To achieve true unity of mind and eyes, you must imprint the most correct aiming situation in your heart. But in your brain, when you pick up a gun and use it When pointing at the target, it doesn't take a second, or even 0.5 seconds, for your brain to reflect the answer and tell you that the aim is correct, allowing you to pull the trigger as quickly and accurately as possible. "
He pointed to the chest ring target in the distance and said: "Now, aim at the chest ring target in the distance and point out to me the aiming line you think is the most correct."
Although Li Zheng still didn't understand.
However, he did it.
After some adjustments, he aimed the 95-1 automatic rifle at the bullseye.
Zhuang Yan lay down, checked the aiming situation through the inspection environment, and then said: "Yes, it is no problem to hit the tenth ring under this aiming situation. There is no need to modify the wind at 100 meters, so it basically means where to hit."
After saying that, he stood up again and came to Zhang Jian's side to check his aiming situation.
Then he told the two of them: "Keep it like this. I don't need you to put any shells. You have the endurance. I believe your physical strength is not bad. What I want is the smallest accuracy. I will check your aiming situation from time to time. Sometimes after holding the gun at the target for a long time, even if there is a slight misalignment, you will not notice it, because the human spirit will be tired. What I ask is that you can discover your own aiming situation at any time, except for errors. It’s not that I need to correct you, if you do this, you will succeed.”
Li Zheng originally thought that when he and Zhang Jian came to the small shooting range of the division headquarters to open a small stove, they must have made various bullets at random, but he didn't expect that they still aimed their guns here.
Aiming the gun is a very simple matter.
However, after repeating a simple thing thousands of times, people will definitely become bored.
It's just that behind all the miraculous techniques, it's the result of thousands of boring repetitions.
It's grueling, but it's also very challenging.
The most important thing is not to aim at it.
When the two of them began to aim their guns, Zhuang Yan asked the public orderly to fetch a box of rifle bullets and a box of pistol bullets.
He and Hou Jun exchanged shooting experiences, and soon they began to lie down next to them and play live ammunition. They fired a round, looked at the target, exchanged words, and continued shooting.
Be good!
Really terrible!
Li Zheng and Zhang Jian, who had suppressed their inner restlessness, felt that this was torturing themselves.
It feels like being a soldier in the artillery regiment's cooking squad.
But Zhuang Yan would not let them live in peace at all at this time. He would suddenly put down the gun without warning, and then come over and lie down next to the two of them to check the aiming status.
The results of each inspection did not satisfy Zhuang Yan.
"Taller."
"Low!"
"To the left!"
"Up right!"
"Don't you realize that your aiming situation has changed?"
"If you can't maintain consistency yourself, then you are making an international joke if you want to compete for 10 rings."
"If you want to win against Zhuang Haoran, you must first defeat yourself. If you can't even aim well, what's the point of taking the exam to win the championship? If you've been an ordinary soldier for two years, what's the point of being ambitious?"
"You two are the two recruits I have seen who have the best basics but the worst training."
"Okay, it's off again! Your eyes are on your butts for farting, not for seeing, right?"
Solemn words are ridiculed and don't show any affection at all.
Li Zheng felt that every sentence was piercing his heart. Sometimes he felt that he couldn't bear it and wanted to retaliate, but he didn't dare to say a word when the words came to his lips.
Because they are really strong, too strong.
It’s really hard to argue with.
At last, Zhuang Yan squatted beside the two of them, put away the sarcastic expression on his face, and said very seriously: "Remember! Don't always look at the bull's eye. When I shoot, the bull's eye is often in my field of vision. It’s blurry and I can’t see clearly at all. I use my brain to see the target, not my eyes! Your eyes will lie to you, but your brain won’t! Unless your brain is filled with water!”
Imaginary?
Li Zheng savored Zhuang Yan's words carefully.
Imaginary……
He tried to focus on the front sight and the target hole. In this way, the white dot of the bullseye was indeed blurred.
But how can we accurately determine whether we have aimed correctly?
"Please understand the meaning of what I just said and use your brains! You are college students, you should be smarter!"
Zhuang Yan spoke again, and while speaking, he raised his finger and poked his head.
Brain?
Blurred?
Aim carefully?
Solemn golden sentences flashed through my mind one by one.
Li Zheng felt that there must be a mystery here.
Colonel Zhuang should not lie to himself, a new recruit.
But what's the connection between these?
He tried to string together these words and sentences one by one like threading a needle and thread, and then repeatedly disrupted them, combined them again, and then understood them carefully.
For a moment, Li Zheng's mind was as confused as paste.
I secretly glanced at Zhang Jian next to me. He didn't look much better. The word "Chuan" was formed between his eyebrows, and his teeth were biting his lips. He looked like he was thinking hard and had constipation.
It seems that all the key lies in those words solemnly said just now.
It's like getting a martial arts secret book. Whether you can understand it or not depends on your own understanding.
Just aim and experience it at the same time.
After a while, he was solemnly inspected and then ridiculed.
Toward the end, the solemn taunts became more and more pungent, more and more poking at the lungs.
He even said half seriously and half jokingly when talking to Hou Jun about how the two of them got into the same row, why did you pick such two little idiots?
Li Zheng wanted to jump up and argue with Zhuang Yan.
I am not stupid, I am not stupid, I am an outstanding college student at Tunghai University. If I don’t join the army, I can study for more than one year and then graduate!
He believed that if he wanted to take the Ph.D. exam, it would not be difficult!
He wanted to refute solemnity.
But in the end, he stood up without shouting the report.
Bear it!
Prove yourself not by words, but by actions and results.
Use the most practical actions and the best results to silence someone. Talking is the choice of the weak and cowards!
"I can definitely figure out what you mean!"
He secretly swore in his heart that he would not let Colonel Zhuang Yan underestimate him!
