Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 801
Li Zheng's words were undoubtedly extremely shocking to Zhang Jian.

Miao Lian also said the same thing to him.

But it's another flavor when it comes out of Li Zheng's mouth.

Self in the morning, self in the afternoon...

This kind of philosophical truth made Zhang Jian seem to see the dawn of a breakthrough in the chaos.

Sometimes people are like this. They have not made any progress in learning art for ten years, and they can only be sublimated when they are directly hit by a mantra.

As if his soul had suddenly come out of his body, Zhang Jian jumped out of the situation and watched coldly like a bystander, examining himself from a rational and objective point of view.

Just like this assessment of restricted shooting subjects.

If I am a veteran and focus on the ballistic table and experience that Li Zheng gave me, it is the same as in the past when I always stared at Li Zheng but forgot myself.

Only by not being entangled in the past, not being entangled in others, and returning to oneself is the true self.

"I understand……"

At that moment, Zhang Jian realized.

"Shooters in place!"

The on-site commander next to the firing ground gave the order to be in place.

Zhang Jian and other team members walked towards the target.

"Limit shooting, load 8 rounds, start!"

Zhang Jian pulled out the live ammunition magazine from the tactical vest and installed it on the sniper rifle.

The first firing bayonet is 60 degrees at a distance of 300 meters.

This difficulty is relatively low.

After Zhang Jian took aim, he didn't recall the experience and skills in Li Zheng's book in his mind like before. He only needed to memorize the correction value of the ballistic table.

As for experience skills, that is for reference and practice.

Everyone's shooting habits are different. It is okay to learn from each other's strengths, but you can't copy them all.

The deviation value accumulated in his mind from many live ammunition exercises in the morning suddenly emerged, and he subconsciously moved the front sight in the scope to correct the trajectory.

If it was placed in the morning, after the correction, he would rack his brains to compare the records in Li Zheng's small notebook with the ballistic table and his own correction situation, and shoot after making sure everything was safe.

But this time, he didn't do it.

He firmly believes that his correction value is already correct.

So, Zhang Jian gently pressed down his index finger and pulled the trigger.

bah—

After a gunshot, there was a "dang" 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 mounts.

The round bayonet is the least difficult of all bayonets.

After all, it can basically accommodate the gun body and the scope, and there is no need to adjust the body posture sideways to accommodate.

The only difficulty is that the circular bayonet is not above or below the ground.

It means that the posture of the shooter is a test.

This time, instead of taking a half-kneeling position, he directly took a sitting position.

This is the experience that he figured out by himself before.

Limiting shooting does not limit shooting posture.

As long as you can use the specified bayonet to shoot and hit the target, it doesn't matter what position you use.

bah—

The second shot was quickly unloaded.

The shot was still accurate.

Zhang Jian could even see the dish-shaped target shaking violently after being shot in the scope.

Two hits!

Zhang Jian's confidence suddenly skyrocketed.

It seems that I really realized it!
He held back the ecstasy in his heart.

Now as long as you hit the third round and hit it accurately, it is equivalent to temporarily getting a gold medal for avoiding death.

The worst 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 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, people have to lie on their side to do it.

The difficulty of shooting postures is still a trivial matter. After all, whoever in the special forces can't know more than a dozen shooting postures is not considered an entry-level.

But the problem is that once the gun body is placed horizontally at 90 degrees, the correction mode will also change differently.

Normal aiming is to correct up, down, left, and right.

After being placed sideways, the original up and down correction not only considers the distance, but also considers the wind. The original left and right correction will become an up and down correction, completely reversed.

Therefore, the ballistic table of restricted shooting is more cumbersome and complicated than the ballistic table of normal shooting.

Although he was very tired last night, Zhang Jian endured his fatigue and hid in the tent with a flashlight to secretly read the ballistic chart that Li Zheng gave him, and firmly memorized the values.

The first three shots were all hit, which surprised everyone else present.

After all, Zhang Jian's performance in restricted sniper subjects has always been at the bottom, almost the worst.

Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, it was like eating a yellow cow's egg, and I was forced to go.

Xiao Jun asked Li Zheng curiously: "What did you mutter beside him just now? Why did you suddenly seem to be enlightened?"

Li Zheng smiled wryly: "I just told him not to think too much, and 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?"

As a result, Xiao Jun also smiled: "It seems that this platoon leader can pass the test."

But both seem to be optimistic too soon.

After the third shot, all the next four rounds that Zhang Jian received missed the target, and all of them missed.

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 previous three rounds were called a feeling, and he hit the target when he pulled the trigger.

These four rounds are simply a ghost.

No matter how you aim, you can't hit it.

The bullet was like a naughty child, disobedient after being fired, and disappeared without a trace.

One miss, one miss.

Sometimes sniping is just that evil.

Once the gun is lost, if there is no good psychological quality, the pressure will cause all subsequent shots to be inaccurate.

Xiao Jun sighed and said, "It seems that my conclusion is still too early. Whether 001 can stay or not will depend on the second round."

Xiao Jun's judgment is not unreasonable.

Because the difficulty of the last shot is the highest.

The bayonet of the last shot is a 90-degree cross-cut, which is slightly larger than the cross-cut of the third shot before, but the distance is the farthest among the 8 shots-1000 meters!
This just means, will take the recumbent position to utilize a high 10CM, the shooting hole of about 20CM to focus on the circular target 1000 meters away.

Although this target is larger than the previous ones, 30X30CM, it is only a small point at a distance of 1000 meters.

Even a normal sniper can be regarded as an excellent sniper, let alone a restricted sniper.

Li Zheng himself didn't know about the increased difficulty in setting the assessment subjects, Xiao Jun added it temporarily.

After all, these players are not official Jiaolong players. It is understandable for official Jiaolong players to use 8 shots at a distance of 300-1000, but it is so difficult to select players. Li Zheng has to suspect that Xiao Jun is deliberately driving people away. Too many people.

At this moment, Zhang Jian can be said to be under a lot of pressure.

He knew what he was facing.

If the shot fails to hit the target, then he will enter the second round rematch.

No one can guarantee whether he can pass the test 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, rubbed against the camouflage uniform, and wiped off the dripping sweat.

The surrounding gunshots erupted one after another, and then gradually subsided.

The other team members got up and checked their guns after they finished shooting.

Zhang Jian lay in front of the restraint board, adjusted his posture several times, took aim a few times, and finally chose to give up when he squeezed the trigger.

He has completely lost confidence in himself.

　Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a monthly pass!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)