Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 334 200 meters

Although Miss Ji doesn't pay much attention to her studies, she is very active in practicing guns.

Vision test result 1.5.

Very good results, even better than Xu San's eyes.

However, in the incidental test, Zhang Fengling's vision was 0.9, which can be said to be a little nearsighted. This surprised him a bit, but he was relieved when he thought of her identity as an international student in Waseda.

How can a good student have good eyes?

Since Miss Ji's eyes are qualified, let's practice. If you promise the little girl, then you must do it.

Xu San had two plans in his hand, one was modified by Kurosaki based on the training subjects of the special forces, this one was more cruel, Xu San felt that it was not suitable for the young lady at this stage, so he used Li Si's plan. A set of Tangmen's techniques for practicing hidden weapons, relatively speaking, this set of methods is more down-to-earth.

But no matter which one, it is necessary to exercise the stability of the body.

Not in a hurry to let the young lady touch the gun, Xu San designated a set of heavy equipment for the young lady according to what Li Si said, as well as several fake guns whose weight was almost the same as the real one.The Ji family has money, so these are not a problem, and it took half a day to get ready, and Miss Ji also started practicing according to Xu San's instructions.

Li Si's training subjects were relatively gentle. Miss Ji woke up the next day and found that her two arms seemed to have been burned.

Heartbreaking pain!

Miss Ji had suffered so much and wanted to give up immediately, but when she thought of Xu San's stinky face, she decided to continue practicing.

After breakfast, I came to the backyard and watched Dong Jinbao playing with the practice props.

Miss Ji wanted to know the difference between Xu San's method and the army, so she walked over and asked, "Brother Dong, do you think it's useful to practice like this?"

Dong Jinbao put down the fake gun model, "It should be useful, my marksmanship is poor, and the rifle is 50 meters away, and it depends on God's face."

"It's pretty impressive to be able to hit the target at 50 meters."

Miss Ji has very low requirements for herself. She thinks that 50 meters is enough, just like what Xu San said, the 200-meter gun is considered a pass. She thinks it is a fantasy.

"What about hitting the target with the 200-meter gun?" Ji Wushuang asked.

Dong Jinbao glanced around, looked around and said, "Then our Xinyi regiment can be regarded as a sharpshooter. The bullets can be distributed more than ordinary soldiers. Liangzi is almost at this level."

"What about the 300 meters?"

Dong Jinbao shook his head, "200 meters is a small black spot, let alone 300 meters, 300 meters hit the target depends on talent."

Ji Wushuang blinked, thinking, Xu San still has high requirements for him, 200 meters pass, 300 meters is considered a master.

Thinking, thinking, she sighed, feeling that she might live under Xu San's terror for a long time.

Dong Jinbao looked at Miss Ji and sighed, so he asked, "What's the matter, Miss, seems there is something difficult?"

"It's not that Sister Zhang found me the Dongying teacher. He told me that the 300-meter must be able to hit the target [-]% to be considered a teacher."

Dong Jinbao knew Xu San's identity, and had seen Xu San's marksmanship that night. He was also very happy for Miss Ji that he could personally guide Miss Ji, but he didn't show too much excitement on his face. look.

He thought about it for a while, and felt that if Miss Ji could really become a teacher as required, she would definitely be a combat power that should not be underestimated.

Therefore, he planned to poach a corner for Ding Wei in advance, because he knew that Miss Ji had a good relationship with the independent regiment, "Then with this achievement, he is a front-line sharpshooter in any army. It is a good thing that he is strict with you, Master Yan." To become a high-ranking student, when you become a teacher, I will tell our group leader that at least I can arrange a squad leader for you."

Ms. Ji imagined herself as a teacher before leaving the army. She has good eyesight and feels that it should not be difficult to hit a 300-meter hit. In addition, the Eighth Route Army she contacts are basically platoon cadres. For the squad leader, she still thinks The officer was a little younger, "I'm the squad leader. With my marksmanship, I need a company commander anyway."

Dong Jinbao gave a merciless blow to Miss Ji's mentality of wanting to be a company commander, "Liangzi has fought for so many years, and he has killed more than a hundred devils and traitors. He is a company commander! It's just your merit It is an exception to be a squad leader who stands alone."

Miss Ji held her chin and said helplessly: "Okay!" She recalled what Xu San said before continuing, "I heard from him that devils can basically hit the target at 200 meters. Is what he said true? ?”

Dong Jinbao, who was still tossing the equipment, suddenly stopped, with an unsightly expression on his face.

At this moment, he remembered when he first became a soldier, when he was still a kind of central army, and they fought devils.

It was an elite group of devils, the kind of devils that Ji Wushuang said could hit a target at 200 meters.

At that time, all their regiments were beaten stupidly. It felt like the moment they saw the shadow of the devil, someone around them was shot, and some comrades fell in a pool of blood.

Facing this situation, the squad leader directed them to hide in the trenches.

As a result, he hid for a while, and the squad leader just raised his head to see what was going on with the devil, when he was beaten in the head by the devil.

The brothers in other classes are similar, basically they dare to show their heads recklessly, and they are definitely shot.

For him, who was still a recruit at the time, he shivered with fright, and curled up in the trench like an ostrich. It was not until his comrades pulled him back that he realized that he was still alive.

After that battle, he had a psychological shadow on the devil's marksmanship, and this shadow didn't heal slowly until he joined the Eighth Route Army and felt the fighting atmosphere of the Eighth Route Army that regarded death as home.

Today, Miss Ji mentioned the devil's marksmanship, which inadvertently touched the wound in his heart, and she couldn't help but look ugly.

Miss Ji saw that Dong Jinbao's expression was not good, so she asked, "What's wrong? Stomach pain?"

"No, I think of the elite fights with devils in the past, it is indeed this kind of marksmanship, but they can't hit the target at 200 meters. The shooting range and the battlefield are two environments. On the shooting range, you can hit the target at 200 meters, and on the battlefield it may be 50 meters. They're all going to go wrong."

Miss Ji nodded, feeling that she must not be the kind of person who would miss a shot when she goes to the battlefield.

Reaching out to pick up the fake gun, he picked it up, and said to Dong Jinbao, "Brother Dong, you are still here to watch. If I make a wrong posture, please remind me."

"Okay." Dong Jinbao said, and retreated to the general supervision Miss Ji's practice.

In less than 2 minutes, Ji Wushuang's movements began to lose shape, and Dong Jinbao immediately reminded him, and then corrected him.

However, Dong Jinbao just moved his mouth and didn't dare to touch her. She respected Miss Ji very much, because Miss Ji was gay.

In addition, the things prepared by their special operations team in the past few months were basically produced by Miss Ji. These things were recorded in a small notebook by Shen Chunliang. A few days ago, a few people calculated it, and it was almost [-] It's the ocean.

(End of this chapter)