Li Zheng's words were undoubtedly extremely shocking to Zhang Jian.
Miao Lian also said the same thing to him.
But when it came out of Li Zheng's mouth, it had a different taste.
My morning self, my afternoon self...
This rather philosophical truth made Zhang Jian seem to see the dawn of a breakthrough in the chaos.
People are like this sometimes. They haven't made any progress in their studies for ten years, and they can only be sublimated when someone's true words hit their hearts.
It was as if Zhang Jian's soul had suddenly left his body. He jumped out of the room and looked on coldly like a bystander, taking a good look at himself from a rational and objective perspective.
Just like this assessment of restricted shooting subjects.
If you always focus your eyes and attention on the ballistic table and experience that Li Zheng gave you, it is the same as in the past when you always stared at Li Zheng and forgot about yourself.
Only by not dwelling on the past, not dwelling on others, and returning to yourself can you be your true self.
"I see……"
At that moment, Zhang Jian realized.
"The shooter is in position!"
The on-site commander next to the firing line gave the order to take position.
Zhang Jian and other team members walked to the target position together.
"Limited shooting, 8 rounds loaded, start!"
Zhang Jian pulled out the live ammunition magazine from his tactical vest and loaded it on the sniper rifle.
The first shooting bayonet is 60 degrees and the distance is 300 meters.
This difficulty level is relatively low.
After Zhang Jian took aim, he did not recall the experience and skills in Li Zheng's notebook as before. He only needed to remember the correction value of the ballistic table.
As for experience skills, they are for reference and practice.
Everyone's shooting habits are different. You can learn from each other's strengths, but you can't copy them all.
The deviation values gathered in his mind from many live-fire exercises in the morning suddenly emerged in his mind. He subconsciously moved the crosshair in the scope and corrected the trajectory.
If it were left in the morning, after the correction, he would rack his brains to compare the records in Li Zheng's notebook with the ballistic table and his own correction situation, and then shoot after making sure everything was in order.
But this time, he didn't do that.
He firmly believed that his correction value was correct.
So, Zhang Jian gently pressed down his index finger and pulled the trigger.
Bah——
Following the sound of a gunshot, there was a crisp sound of metal collision not far away.
"bingo!"
Next, he replaced the second shooting bayonet according to the rules.
This is the smaller of the two round bayonet mounts.
The round bayonet is the least difficult of all bayonet mounts.
After all, it can basically accommodate the gun body and scope, and there is no need to adjust your body posture sideways to accommodate.
The only difficulty is that the circular bayonet is neither up nor down from the ground.
It means that the posture of the shooter is a test.
This time, he did not take a half-kneeling position, but directly took a sitting position.
This was an experience he had figured out by himself before.
Restricting shooting does not restrict shooting postures.
As long as you can use the prescribed bayonet to shoot and hit the target, it doesn't matter what posture you use.
Bah——
The second shot came off quickly.
The shot still hit accurately.
Zhang Jian could even see the saucer-shaped target in the scope shaking violently after being hit.
Two hits, two hits!
Zhang Jian's confidence suddenly soared.
It seems that I have really become enlightened!
He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart.
Now as long as the third shot is fired and the hit is accurate, it is equivalent to temporarily getting a death-free gold medal.
The most unfavorable result is the second round of rematch, and they will not be eliminated at the bottom.
In the third shot, the position became the bar-shaped bayonet at the bottom of the restriction plate.
This bayonet is very difficult.
It's actually a 90-degree bayonet.
The bar bayonet is horizontal, which means that to use it to shoot, the gun body must be turned 90 degrees horizontally to shoot. In this way, the person has to lie on his side to do it.
The difficulty in shooting postures is still a trivial matter. After all, no one in the special forces knows more than a dozen shooting postures, and it is not considered a beginner.
But the problem is that once the gun body is turned horizontally 90 degrees, the correction mode will also change differently.
Normal aiming is to correct up, down, left and right.
After being horizontal, the original up and down corrections not only take into account distance, but also the wind, and the original left and right corrections will become up and down corrections, completely reversed.
Therefore, ballistic tables for restricted fire are more cumbersome and complex than ballistic tables for normal fire.
Although he was very tired last night, Zhang Jian still endured his fatigue and hid in the tent with a flashlight to secretly read the ballistic table Li Zheng gave him, and firmly memorized those values.
The first three shots all hit, which surprised everyone else present.
After all, Zhang Jian's previous grades in restricted sniper subjects have always been at the bottom, almost the worst.
Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, I suddenly felt like eating yellow eggs.
Xiao Jun asked Li Zheng curiously: "What did you mutter next to him just now? Why did you suddenly feel enlightened?"
Li Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "I just asked him not to think too much and to concentrate on being himself."
Xiao Jun said: "I don't believe it."
Li Zheng smiled: "If you don't believe me, go and take a look at his head, right?"
As a result, Xiao Jun also laughed: "It seems that this platoon leader can pass the test."
But both seemed optimistic too early.
After the third shot, Zhang Jian's next four rounds all missed the target, and none of them hit the target.
This made Li Zheng look stupid, and also made everyone present look stupid.
what's the situation?
In fact, even Zhang Jian couldn't figure out what was going on.
The first three shots were made by one who felt it, pulled the trigger and hit the target.
These four shots were like a ghost.
No matter how you aim, you can't get it right.
The bullet is like a naughty child. After being discharged, it becomes disobedient and disappears.
A missed shot, a missed shot.
Sometimes sniping is so evil.
Once a gun is lost, without good psychological quality, all subsequent shots will be inaccurate under pressure.
Xiao Jun sighed and said: "It seems that my conclusion is too early. Whether 001 can stay will probably depend on the second round."
Xiao Jun's judgment is not unreasonable.
Because the last shot is the most difficult.
The bayonet of the last shot is a 90-degree horizontal port, which is slightly larger than the previous third shot, but the distance is the farthest among the eight shots - 1000 meters!
This means that you need to adopt a recumbent position and use a shooting hole with a height of 10CM and a length of about 20CM to focus on a circular target 1000 meters away.
Although this target is larger than the previous ones, 30X30CM, it is just a small dot at a distance of 1000 meters.
Even with normal sniping, he can be considered an excellent sniper, let alone restricted sniping.
Li Zheng himself was not aware of the increase in difficulty in setting up assessment subjects. Xiao Jun added it temporarily.
After all, these team members are not official Jiaolong players yet. It is understandable that the official Jiaolong players use 8 rounds at a distance of 300-1000. However, with such a high difficulty in selecting players, Li Zheng had to suspect that Xiao Jun was deliberately chasing people away. Too many people.
Zhang Jian was under a lot of pressure at this moment.
He knew what he was facing.
If the shot fails to hit the target, he will advance to the second round of the rematch.
No one can guarantee whether they can pass in the rematch.
It can be seen that this is an extremely critical shot.
He released his hand from the grip of the sniper rifle and rubbed it on his camouflage uniform to wipe off the wet sweat.
The gunshots around him came one after another and then gradually subsided.
The other team members all got up to check their guns after shooting.
Zhang Jian lay down in front of the limit plate, adjusted his posture several times, took aim several times, and finally chose to give up when he squeezed the trigger.
He has completely lost confidence in himself.
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(End of chapter)
