Soldiers Assault: Veteran Special Recruits

Chapter 122 Disgraceful soldier king? (seeking subscription, monthly pass)

A new week, a new beginning.

The trainees were gathered at five o'clock and pulled up. Without washing their breakfast or anything, they were easily dragged to the shooting range by sleepy eyes.

The location is less than 100 meters behind the dormitory, the target distance is only 80 meters, and the target is still a half-length target.

The attributes of the shooting range are already very clear.

It is a tactical shooting range that specializes in quick response shooting and special shooting skills.

There are mounds several meters high on three sides of the shooting range, and the rest of the east is the entrance standby area. There are 11 shooting positions, each with a concrete gun stock.

And now there is a square camouflage tarpaulin next to each gun stock.

There's a bunch of gun parts on it!
Those who come here are all veterans who have been playing with guns for several years, and they are all elites from various companies. Normal precision shooting is meaningless.

Everyone got full marks when they went up and played, and they couldn't achieve the required training goals at all.

This is special training, not daily training.

Yuan Lang knew this very well.

So prepare for such a good show.

"One two one, one two one, stand still."

"Turn left, look right, look forward, take a break, stand at attention."

The special training brigade chanted the queue slogan, ran all the way to stand in line in front of the shooting range, and the old A on duty trotted to Yuan Lang to salute and report.

"Report to Comrade Captain, the special training brigade has been brought to the shooting training ground and lined up. There should be 44 people, but there are 44 people. Please give instructions."

Yuan Lang saluted and replied: "It will be carried out according to the plan."

"Yes!"

The duty officer saluted, ran back to the front of the team, and issued the password: "Take it easy~"

As the officer on duty, Qi Huan walked to the front of the team with the folder, and announced to the students: "Squatting is used for shooting. From the beginning to the end, you only have one minute. You must finish all the bullets in the magazine."

After explaining the shooting rules very simply, Qi Huan began to give the shooting order.

"Column 1, prepare..."

Qi Huan held a stopwatch in his hand, and while pressing the timer, he shouted: "Start!"

There was only one minute of shooting time for the whole process, and the students in the first row did not dare to have any delay, let alone lead the team into the arena in a proper manner.

Instead, at a speed of sprinting 10 meters, they all ran to the shooting position [-] meters away.

One position per person from left to right.

Chengcai and Wu Liuyi, who were in the first row, were the first to run to the shooting position. Looking at the pile of parts in front of them, both of them were dumbfounded.

"My dear, why did it disintegrate?"

"95 has never been played before, and it was broken down? How can it be played?"

Cheng Cai and Wu Liuyi were complaining incessantly, they were anxious and angry, wishing to turn around and punch Yuan Lang in the face twice.

But there is only 1 minute in total, and every second of delay is one second less, so the two of them can only forcefully bite the bullet.

Fortunately, the structure of the Type 95 itself is relatively uncomplicated. In addition, the structure of all automatic rifles is basically the same, and the parts are not bad.

The most important thing is that Yuan Lang didn't do anything wrong.

The Type 95 rifle is only half-disassembled. The front buttstock is not removed, only the rear bolt is removed. There are only five or six parts including the magazine.

Chengcai and Wu Liu groped and watched others learn, and it took more than 40 seconds to finally reload the gun.

At this time, the other students had already started fighting, and the bullets whized towards the target, and the bullets hit the slope behind with dust flying.

Chengcai believes in his shooting talent, and he is still very confident with 20 seconds left.

But the first shot was fired, and his confidence was emptied.

"Damn, the sight is not corrected."

With a shooting distance of only 80 meters, you can see the dust bouncing up from the point where the bullet landed. Seeing the bullet tilted to the left for nearly half a meter, Cheng Cai only wanted to scold his mother.

"The sight is completely crooked, what the hell is going on."

On the other side, Wu Liuyi also encountered this problem. He had already wasted a lot of time assembling the gun, and the mold was still crooked, which made him even more annoyed.

The two were anxious and angry but had no time to adjust, so they could only reluctantly hold their guns and fight hard based on their predictions.

Use a crooked scope to predict the shooting, and the shooting speed is even faster. To finish the bullets in the magazine, the most important thing is that it is not yet dawn.

Shooting in a gray field of view is too difficult.

"stop!"

Qi Huan gave an order, and the shooting time ended.

The students I worked with included Wu Liuyi, who hadn't finished the fight. Although he was very unwilling, he had no choice but to put down the gun and stand up.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Chengcai was not reconciled and did not stop, and fired three more shots before taking back the handle.

"Three points deducted!"

Yuan Lang deducted points mercilessly, and one point was deducted for every extra bullet fired.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and called out an order: "Start reporting the target."

“报告队长，1号靶位3发，2号2发，3号1发，4号5发，5号1发，6号3发……10号1发，11号3发，完毕。”

After listening to the shooting results of all the students, Yuan Lang laughed angrily and said angrily: "11 people, each with 25 rounds, a total of 275 rounds, only 27 rounds hit the target in total, this shooting range has never seen such a poor result.

Never had!
Deduct 5 points from all of you who are shameless soldier kings. "

"Report!" Wu Liuyi felt dissatisfied.

"43, speak." Yuan Lang approved.

Wu Liuyi turned back and said loudly: "The firearm is in a disassembled state. We have never fired a Type 95 rifle. There is not enough time."

"For one-sided emphasis on objective reasons, two points will be deducted." Yuan Lang said coldly.

Except for Wu Liuyi, the students in the first row are all timid or have strong endurance, including those who are very scheming.

As soon as Wu Liu asked a question, he was deducted two points, and when he hit a target, he got 7 points.

No one else dared to make a sound.

Seeing that no students came out to make comments, Qi Huan issued an order: "In the first column, gather with the left as the leader, and give the password to bring them back, and go to the field on the right to wait for orders."

When the first column was brought back, several old A's entered the shooting position to disassemble the weapons and replace them with new magazines.

The students in the queue originally saw that the distance was only 80 meters, and they were shooting half-length targets for 200 meters. The difficulty of shooting was too low.

Everyone is confident.

Even Xu Sanduo, who had never played 95, didn't feel too much psychological pressure.

Tuo Yonggang's eyes sparkled even more, he couldn't hold back the impulse and excitement in his heart, and vowed to show his skills on the shooting range.

But after the first round of shooting results, after listening to Wu Liuyi, he said that he had to be armed before he could shoot.

There was a small whisper in my heart!
However, it just feels that the difficulty is a little bit higher, like Tuo Yonggang and others who have played badly with the 95 rifle, are still full of confidence in themselves.

Because no one stood up to refute in the first row, the follow-up did not return to the original queue, but was brought to the right field.

Those students who haven't started shooting yet don't know that the disassembly of firearms is just an appetizer, and the biggest difficulty they need to face is that the sights are crooked and not calibrated.

"Second column, prepare..."

Still the same, Qi Huan held the stopwatch in his hand, pressed the timer and shouted at the same time: "Start!"

Tuo Yonggang, who is full of confidence in this target shooting, and Wu Zhe, who spent a whole day looking for gun sense with books yesterday, stepped into his shooting position in a few strides.

Both of them have a lot of background, and the Type 95 rifle has already been played badly.

brush brush~
Tuo Yong just had a few small brushes, and it took less than 10 seconds to assemble the Type 95 rifle, put his elbows on his knees and start aiming.

"Clap clap clap ~"

Tuo Yonggang was very confident in his marksmanship. The gap in the crosshair was aligned with the three points and one line, and the bullets flew out one after another.

After firing more than a dozen bullets in one breath, the overconfident Tuo Yong just realized something was wrong.

Why are the bullets flying dust on the left side of the target?

"Eh??"

Tuo Yong just moved his sight away from the sight, glanced at the target in the distance, moved back to aim again, fired a shot and turned back to look again.

"Damn, why is it crooked? Is this sight not calibrated?"

Tuo Yonggang finally discovered that something was wrong with the mechanical sight, and then fired two more shots to verify that it was the sight that had a problem.

"Asshole, this must be intentional, and there are deviations from normal, so it won't be crooked like this."

Tuo Yonggang's face turned pale with anger.

I finally understand why the average rate of the people in the first row is less than one-tenth, which is worse than that of the recruits in the recruit company.

It turned out that the sight was playing tricks.

But now it's too late to react.

Tuo Yonggang is ready to show his skills here, the cowhide has already been blown out, but now 20 rounds of bullets have been shot out, because his precise aiming is all crooked, how can he accept this.

Annoyed, he casually fired the remaining shots, and in less than a minute of shooting time, Tuo Yonggang stood up directly.

His face was full of resentment! !
Wu Zhe, who was next to him, was also full of anger. He was seriously dissatisfied with the rules of this shooting, and his mind was full of how to complain to Yuan Lang.

"Stop, time is up."

Qi Huan yelled to stop on time, and the next step was to report the target.

Yuan Lang already knew with a large binoculars that the results in the second column were not much better than those in the first column, and his face was as dark as Bao Gong.

The results of the target report were not unexpected, and the results of all the players were unexpected.

With the first row of students going to thunder, the second row of students only scored 35 shots on the target, and Yuan Lang was so angry that he sneered again.

They almost scolded the students as worse as dogs, trampled their dignity in the mud puddles and rubbed them vigorously.

Wu Zhe couldn't hold back when he was shooting the target, and angrily reported: "The sight is not calibrated, how long does it take to calibrate a gun? How can 1 minute be enough?"

"Talk to the instructor in a questioning tone, and two points will be deducted."

Yuan Lang snapped back sharply, and asked: "You can't shoot without the sight? What if you are on the battlefield?"

Wu Zhe was dissatisfied, but he had nothing to say.

He knows that existence sounds incredible, and only a very small number of people can master top-level shooting skills that outsiders can't get in touch with.

That is to shoot with gun feel.

They can calibrate the sights in their heads, and even the crooked guns can be used to shoot, and they don't even need sights for shooting at short distances.

Wu Zhe heard the case that Jackie Chan said yesterday, and seriously doubted that old A's people would also have this kind of marksmanship, so he didn't continue to argue.

Don't be afraid of [-], just be afraid of what happens.

In case the old A really knows it, then he will be the one who suffers, and there is no need to take risks at all.

After all, Wu Zhe is a person who has read so many books, his brain is smarter, and he thinks things more carefully, so he suppressed the anger in his heart in time.

On the other side is Tuo Yonggang, who is arrogant, conceited and impetuous, and loses face.

He didn't intend to just let go.

He is determined to save face for himself and expose the hypocritical mask of old A.

(End of this chapter)