"Platoon leader...I can't..."
Fatty Wei felt that his feet were shaking and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably. His spine and bones were as cold as ice, as if someone had stuffed a lump of thousands of years of ice into his bones.
At this time, he was standing by a window on the first floor of the training building.
The windows were glassless and empty, and the doorways were wide open.
Fatty Wei was stooped, his tall and thick figure looked a bit funny, and he had an arm on his shoulder, a dummy's arm.
That plastic dummy was brought back from the warehouse last time, and it dragged two large trucks.
This kind of dummy is very cheap and can be found everywhere in clothing wholesale markets. There are several of them in every store.
At this time, the dummy was wearing an old camouflage uniform and a camouflage hat on his head. His left hand was placed on Fatty Wei's back, his right hand was bent, and his fingers pointed at his temple, as if he was holding a pistol against himself. head.
And he is now a "hostage".
Which hostage is the most dangerous in the world?
If this question were asked to the former Fatty Wei, he would definitely answer, of course he is the hostage of the Da Mao family!
When the hostages of Da Mao's family see the special forces coming to rescue them, they will ask the gangsters to give them a gun, either to commit suicide or to resist those damn rescuers.
But now he wants to say that there is another most dangerous place to be a hostage - in the PLA special forces.
Because there was a 7.62-caliber high-precision sniper on a small mound two hundred meters in front of him. The huge scope was facing forward, and the pitch-black muzzle was facing him. .
Next to him, Tong Zhi was holding a loudspeaker and shouting at this side like a negotiator: "Don't be afraid, stand firm, don't move, don't shake, it will be over soon..."
In his mind, Fatty Wei had dug up Tong Zhi's ancestral grave no less than a hundred times.
Doing trust shooting these days is really fucking perverted training.
First, shoot at the chest ring target placed next to your comrades with a 95-1 automatic rifle at 50 meters, and then at 100 meters...
It's even worse today.
It turned out that a high-precision sniper was used to directly shoot the dummy's head next to the real person from 200 meters away.
Brain!
I'm your mother!
Fatty Wei was cursing in his heart, cold sweat dripping from his forehead and falling to the ground.
Normally, Fatty Wei would have been 99% sure of hitting the dummy's head even from a distance of 600 meters.
but now……
Now his only thought is to run!
This was the first time he regretted being a special soldier.
He is so good at fighting, he is so capable of perversion!
Is this something people do?
In fact, it wasn't just Fatty Wei who was so frightened that his soul came out of his body? Zhang Jian, who was holding a high-precision sniper opposite him, was no different from Fatty Wei at this moment.
He was equally afraid.
Although in daily training and life, he and Fatty Wei were definitely enemies who couldn't even urinate in a pot every day.
But if Zhang Jian really had to put a bullet in his gun and shoot the dummy at the risk of hitting Fatty Wei in the head, he would not be able to pull the trigger no matter what.
The palms of his hands were already covered in sweat, and Zhang Jian, who was usually arrogant, had already turned pale at this moment.
He had heard of this trust shooting drill.
But when it comes to himself, he can only say that he was still too naive before...
The crosshairs in the scope could never reach the dummy's head, and his hands, usually as steady as a dog, actually trembled today.
200 meters distance, high precision sniper.
If Fatty Wei and the dummy weren't standing shoulder to shoulder, Zhang Jian dared to say that he could blow the dummy's head off with a gun in his hand.
But when Fatty Wei stopped there, the situation immediately changed completely.
In his opinion, although Fatty Wei has a hateful face, bad breath, no culture, no style, no temperament, no figure, no figure, no appearance, but damn, he is a living person!
"Platoon commander...I don't think I can do it..."
In the end, Zhang Jian chose to give up. He carefully turned off the safety, stood up, and then stood there with his head raised like a
A kid who did something wrong.
"I can not do it……"
"Why can't it be done?" Tong Zhi asked: "Using this gun at 200 meters, how many meters can you hit the same target?"
"800..."
"Then why don't you dare to shoot now!"
"Don't dare..."
"Just because there is a hostage around you, you don't dare?"
Although Tong Zhi's voice was not loud, his words were like swords, piercing Zhang Jian's heart.
Zhang Jian felt that his face was burning and he didn't dare to say a word.
"You are a sniper in our platoon, a sniper who dares not shoot, but you are still a sniper!"
"It's not that I don't dare to shoot!" Zhang Jian felt humiliated and argued: "I just..."
"Just what?"
"It's just that I can't shoot in this situation."
Tong Zhi went up and grabbed Zhang Jian's collar.
"If this was a battlefield and the enemy was holding me hostage, as a sniper, could you just watch him successfully escape using me as a hostage?"
Zhang Jian remained silent.
Disappointment flashed in Tong Zhi's eyes.
His eyes scanned all the soldiers in front of him.
Everyone whose eyes met his eyes hung their heads.
Except Hou Jun.
only……
This is a veteran who is about to retire.
None of those new recruits had the courage and confidence to stand up.
Suddenly, he found that there was someone who did not lower his head, but raised his chest and looked up at him.
It's Li Zheng!
Tong Zhi's eyes still passed by and did not stop at Li Zheng.
"Pity."
He felt that Li Zheng was confident, but due to various reasons, Li Zheng was now serving as an assaulter rather than a sniper.
"Platoon leader! Are you okay? I need to go to the toilet!"
Fatty Wei, who was the hostage opposite, shouted pitifully: "I can't stand without leg cramps..."
The wind blows.
Fatty Wei's voice was lost in the wind.
He didn't dare to move.
But anxious.
Now he understood how those criminals who were about to be shot on the execution ground felt.
It would be better to delay like this than to be defeated by a shot.
"Platoon leader!"
Li Zheng took a step forward and stepped out of the queue.
“I demand a try!”
"Just give it a try! This is a sniper test. Are you a sniper?" Tong Zhi was actually speaking out of anger.
In fact, everyone is welcome.
The 200-meter high-precision sniper relies on accuracy.
In fact, any soldier you choose has this kind of strength to complete it.
But under heavy pressure, no one can take a step forward.
Li Zheng felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
The phrase "Are you a sniper" stabbed him hard in the heart.
Yes.
I am not a sniper.
My choice was to retire from the army and go back to school.
So what's there to be sad about?
Why did I feel sad and unwilling when I heard Tong Pai say this?
"I want to try it!"
Li Zheng still stiffened his neck and stated his request.
Hou Jun suddenly took a step forward: "I also ask the platoon leader to give Li Zheng a chance and let him try it."
Tong Zhi looked at Li Zheng, then at Hou Jun, and finally nodded slowly: "Okay, the master-disciple relationship is deep."
He suddenly put down the loud voice in his hand and did something shocking.
Chapter 275 Shoot me
