The little girl left to look for food. Xiaohong lay on the shooting position and thought: Could that person just now be talking about me?
He picked up the telescope next to him and looked at the gun target 150 meters away. He fired seven or eight magazines, but less than ten hit the target. As for the bullets that didn't hit the target, God knows where they went. .
Even if the standard design posture is used, the shoulders are painful from being pushed.
At this time, she realized that guns were not that fun. Not to mention shooting accurately, it was not easy to hold the gun steady.
The figure of Xu San suddenly appeared in her mind. The shooting technique of raising her hand and shooting wherever she pointed really made her look forward to it.
When I think of Xu San, I naturally think of his stinky face, and when I think of that stinky face, I feel angry.
He promised to bring him to practice shooting, but he ran away. After all this time, there was no trace of him. Although there were enough bullets, Xiaohong still felt a little lost without his personal guidance. Feel like something is missing.
There was still the sparse sound of gunfire on the shooting range, and the loud sound just now could no longer be heard.
The man said that someone had a weak hand and hit his target. It seemed that he was very angry. If it were me, I would be angry too, but who could hit his target with such a weak hand?
Xiao Hong raised her seductive little eyebrows and looked at her target paper again. Suddenly she felt that the man seemed to be talking about her. After all, her hitting rate was less than 20%, so the rest of the bullets would fly there. indefinite.
Maybe it was even worse last time.
Now that you're here, let's fight as if it's okay and we don't feel familiar with the gun.
A mouth slapped him in the face, and one side of his cheek swelled up at a glance.
Hao Jianan's military rank is battalion commander, which is the same level as He Yong. Although Dahong knows me, you still dare to look down on me when facing the battalion commander.
Dahong raised his eyebrows and pretended to be angry, "Aren't you that old?"
Hao Jianan still spoke clearly, so I quickly shut up, raised my hand, gritted my teeth, and slapped myself in the face.
However, after I fired a few magazines, I found that no one had hit their own targets, which were four rings instead of four, and the first shot actually hit the red heart.
As a result, someone talked to me.
A little less charming than before, he raised his head again with a shy and coy attitude, "This... Sir, did you do something wrong just now?"
Staring at Da Hong's pretty face, Hao Jianan held it in for a long time, and finally two words popped out of his mouth: "Gu...Gu..."
But fortunately, that bit of charm immediately made the officer angry.
Dahong, who felt guilty, thought for a moment that it was a bad excuse, so he could only say clearly, "This...is the target that the bullet falls in love with, just like the Cowherd and the Weaver Man, they meet from far away. "
"Yes, you said his target, you said your target!" The voice behind him said with a hint of joy.
My marksmanship can only be regarded as special, but that half is wrong outside my communications camp. In addition, I am the brother-in-law of the brigade commander, so there are always no such people around to flatter me and tout my marksmanship as the best. God, over time, I began to regard myself as God.
It is to hit one's own target and hit other people's hearts. That is provocative behavior on the shooting range.
At this moment, not only was there a little bit of anger, but another ball of fire was rising in his belly.
"There is no red heart, just four rings!" Dahong said modestly.
After taking a look at the two target positions, I felt that it was really impossible. After all, the two targets were quite far apart.
Missed again!
Could it be... because of you?
The seven bullets were fired very slowly.
Thinking of that, Dahong smiled, and you suddenly felt that your charm was still the same, but you had not lost confidence in it after being with Xu Ba for a long time, making you think that you were a boy's fourteenth transformation, and he became more and more ugly. .
But seeing Hao Jian'an's ugly appearance today can't help but restore your confidence in your own charm.
Those words made Dahong's body tremble slightly. He glanced ahead and saw a seventy-one or four-year-old officer standing in front of you, looking at you with a pleased expression.
After replacing the new magazine for the 84 Gai, he checked it to see if there was any problem. Dahong put the gun on his shoulder again, leveled the ruler, and thought in his heart, the leveled ruler was for shooting within 700 meters. The goal.....
"Girl, do you mean this? Just now you were..."
It's over, the real owner is here.
Hao Jian'an looked at Dahong's charming smile and suddenly felt that he could speak. He felt that he had suddenly forgotten all the bad things he had just thought about, and when he wanted to reorganize the words, he didn't know where to start.
Under the influence of that slap, Ji Aibi finally recovered her abnormal language skills. After thinking about it, I said, "The girl is at fault. You saw that the girl was fascinated by her marksmanship, so you came here to ask for advice." A four-ring, seven-pointer. Missed the target.
It's because someone is ignoring you, but Dahong who fired the gun also knows where the bullet he shot went.
I had something to do today, so I followed Merida to the Seventh Camp to relax. When I had something to do, I decided to show off my skills and wanted the Seventh Camp to see my "god" marksmanship. In the end, everything went as expected. One-eighth of the people in such a small 7th battalion worked in the cement factory, and one-eighth of the people were pulled out to perform the seven-kilometer cross-country tour. The rest were civil servants who returned their capital at the stronghold, and those people My interest in shooting is basically low.
Seeing this red heart, Hao Jian'an's anger dropped, and at the same time his evil spirit also dropped, so I shouted in a low voice, hoping that the person who hit me with a red heart would come forward.
"Snapped!"
Frowning heavily, Da Hongxin asked, why did that person stutter? Did he speak fluently just now?
"Yes...yes..." Hao Jian'an still stammered.
After saying that, he stood up and showed a smile that was a little charming and apologetic.
Such a situation made Ji Aibi, who was originally enthusiastic about shooting, no longer feel like he was punched under cotton.
"Is the shooting technique wrong? Another red heart!"
In fact, your charm was brought out deliberately, but it is a habit that has been learned.
"Bang!"
You are quite satisfied with that result, because it doesn’t have four rings.
There was something wrong in the past, so few shots were fired, and Dahong is still not used to it. You suspect that the marksmanship is fed by bullets. As long as you hold your brother-in-law's calf hesitantly, as long as the bullet tube is enough, your marksmanship will definitely be achieved. promote.
There was a gunshot, and Dahong's body shook slightly, and then your brows jumped as well.
The visitor's name was Hao Jian'an, the commander of the communications battalion of the 1st Regiment, and the brother-in-law of the brigade commander Hao Jianping. He came to Ping'an County with Merida. It was not to relax, because Merida had to discuss military affairs, so I came to the shooting range to kill time.
"Yes...there is..."
Just as Dahong was about to change a new magazine, an unfamiliar voice came from behind.
